Chapter: 2206
How did you collect the information?
Anderson chuckled, raised his black-gloved left palm, stretched his fingers and said, "I don't understand, but I can temporarily steal their language ability until the information is collected."
"...I knew you guys wouldn't have anything to do!" Danis said with gritted teeth, then pointed to the street next to the square, "Goodbye!"
Anderson didn't stop him, and watched him stride sideways with a smile.
At this moment, both of them noticed a figure coming from another direction.
The figure was holding a classical quill, wearing a black clergyman's robe, with dark golden hair and no wrinkles. His facial features were like classical sculptures. One of his eyes was dark blue and almost black, and the other was covered with tiny blood vessels. He was approaching Anderson and Anderson step by step. Danitz.
Anderson didn't know this middle-aged man, but his body trembled for no reason, as if facing a natural enemy.
In his mind, a dangerous premonition exploded, and his pupils dilated sharply!
Suddenly, a gentle voice sounded in his ear: "Don't be nervous."
Who... Anderson turned his head in a daze, and saw a strange figure beside him, where there was no one before.
This figure seems to have always been there, but it is always ignored.
He was wearing an unusually simple white robe, with a pale golden beard covering the lower half of his face, his eyes were as clear and pure as a child's, and his expression was warm and restrained.
Looking at the quill pen in Ince Zangwill's hand, this middle-aged man dressed like a priest half closed his eyes, raised his right hand, and tapped four times in front of him.
There hung a silver cross pendant.
After seeing the middle-aged man dressed as a priest, Anderson was stunned for a second, and then felt a certain shackle in his mind disintegrate, and countless memory fragments rushed out through the invisible barrier, as if he had been suppressed for a long time. The emotions finally got an explosion.
He remembered what happened in the past two months, and what was the task assigned by that demigod!
Back then in Bayam, he followed the idea in his heart to rendezvous with that demigod, followed him, left Rorsted Islands, and took a boat to a hidden place.
There, he saw the priest next to him, who was arranged to enter the ancient coffin, lie in the liquid made of extraordinary materials and strange blood, and let them permeate him little by little.
After more than a month of erosion, a crimson "silkworm chrysalis" formed in his body, and then the memory of this period was "locked", sent to West Balam, and planted a psychological hint that he could not leave until the memory was restored .
In other words, the task given to him by the demigod has not been completed, it is in progress, and it was just a preliminary preparation before!
As the images flashed one after another, Anderson found himself playing the harmonica on the street, staying in a hotel with Danitz, looking for missionaries from the Church of Knowledge to obtain the "Language Proficiency" charm, and coming to Uttar Pradesh. There is this priest who looks kind and simple.
When eating, he was sitting at the next table, when checking in, he was sleeping in the next room, when walking along the street, it was him walking side by side, when playing the harmonica and performing hand puppet show, it was him who was looking gently on the opposite side!
And all of this, Anderson didn't notice at all at the time, Danitz next to him, and the others around him didn't pay attention, as if they had never seen this priest before!
The coolness from the bottom of his heart rose from the tailbone and went straight to Anderson's mind, making him feel that the experience of this period of time would make people crazy and out of control just thinking about it.
Danis, who had already distanced himself from Anderson, looked at Ince Zangwill who was wearing a black clergyman's robe, and then at the simple priest who was praying with his eyes closed. He quickly lowered his head and used ancient Hermes In a low voice, he recited: "The fool who does not belong to this era;
"The mysterious ruler above the gray mist;
"The king of yellow and black in charge of good luck..."
As early as many days ago, he received an oracle from Mister Fool, asking him to pretend to do business, actually hide around Anderson, and pray immediately when the situation is abnormal.
Although he didn't know what would happen or who he would encounter, Danitz, who always cherished life, decided to do it without any compromise, even if the abnormality that appeared might just be because he thought too much!
For this reason, he purposely put on the gloves made by Grossel's Extraordinary characteristics, to ensure that he would think first and then think in similar situations, so as not to waste any time! JrNovels.com
Anderson chuckled, raised his black-gloved left palm, stretched his fingers and said, "I don't understand, but I can temporarily steal their language ability until the information is collected."
"...I knew you guys wouldn't have anything to do!" Danis said with gritted teeth, then pointed to the street next to the square, "Goodbye!"
Anderson didn't stop him, and watched him stride sideways with a smile.
At this moment, both of them noticed a figure coming from another direction.
The figure was holding a classical quill, wearing a black clergyman's robe, with dark golden hair and no wrinkles. His facial features were like classical sculptures. One of his eyes was dark blue and almost black, and the other was covered with tiny blood vessels. He was approaching Anderson and Anderson step by step. Danitz.
Anderson didn't know this middle-aged man, but his body trembled for no reason, as if facing a natural enemy.
In his mind, a dangerous premonition exploded, and his pupils dilated sharply!
Suddenly, a gentle voice sounded in his ear: "Don't be nervous."
Who... Anderson turned his head in a daze, and saw a strange figure beside him, where there was no one before.
This figure seems to have always been there, but it is always ignored.
He was wearing an unusually simple white robe, with a pale golden beard covering the lower half of his face, his eyes were as clear and pure as a child's, and his expression was warm and restrained.
Looking at the quill pen in Ince Zangwill's hand, this middle-aged man dressed like a priest half closed his eyes, raised his right hand, and tapped four times in front of him.
There hung a silver cross pendant.
After seeing the middle-aged man dressed as a priest, Anderson was stunned for a second, and then felt a certain shackle in his mind disintegrate, and countless memory fragments rushed out through the invisible barrier, as if he had been suppressed for a long time. The emotions finally got an explosion.
He remembered what happened in the past two months, and what was the task assigned by that demigod!
Back then in Bayam, he followed the idea in his heart to rendezvous with that demigod, followed him, left Rorsted Islands, and took a boat to a hidden place.
There, he saw the priest next to him, who was arranged to enter the ancient coffin, lie in the liquid made of extraordinary materials and strange blood, and let them permeate him little by little.
After more than a month of erosion, a crimson "silkworm chrysalis" formed in his body, and then the memory of this period was "locked", sent to West Balam, and planted a psychological hint that he could not leave until the memory was restored .
In other words, the task given to him by the demigod has not been completed, it is in progress, and it was just a preliminary preparation before!
As the images flashed one after another, Anderson found himself playing the harmonica on the street, staying in a hotel with Danitz, looking for missionaries from the Church of Knowledge to obtain the "Language Proficiency" charm, and coming to Uttar Pradesh. There is this priest who looks kind and simple.
When eating, he was sitting at the next table, when checking in, he was sleeping in the next room, when walking along the street, it was him walking side by side, when playing the harmonica and performing hand puppet show, it was him who was looking gently on the opposite side!
And all of this, Anderson didn't notice at all at the time, Danitz next to him, and the others around him didn't pay attention, as if they had never seen this priest before!
The coolness from the bottom of his heart rose from the tailbone and went straight to Anderson's mind, making him feel that the experience of this period of time would make people crazy and out of control just thinking about it.
Danis, who had already distanced himself from Anderson, looked at Ince Zangwill who was wearing a black clergyman's robe, and then at the simple priest who was praying with his eyes closed. He quickly lowered his head and used ancient Hermes In a low voice, he recited: "The fool who does not belong to this era;
"The mysterious ruler above the gray mist;
"The king of yellow and black in charge of good luck..."
As early as many days ago, he received an oracle from Mister Fool, asking him to pretend to do business, actually hide around Anderson, and pray immediately when the situation is abnormal.
Although he didn't know what would happen or who he would encounter, Danitz, who always cherished life, decided to do it without any compromise, even if the abnormality that appeared might just be because he thought too much!
For this reason, he purposely put on the gloves made by Grossel's Extraordinary characteristics, to ensure that he would think first and then think in similar situations, so as not to waste any time! JrNovels.com
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