What's wrong with a lord daddy who just wants to draw cards?

Chapter 138-137- Ancient Secrets

The composition of the murals inside the dome develops one by one from the edge to the center of the circle.

Around the edge, the painters at that time used extremely fine brushstrokes and extremely bright colors to depict a huge army. They held their own weapons and pointed the sharpest points towards the center of the circle.

A man with a crown on his head is also among them, holding a gorgeous sword, the blade of which also points to the center of the circle.

Further inside, it begins to become abstract, and the artistic atmosphere is extremely strong.

It seemed like two women wearing different clothes were stretched into a snake-like long and winding shape, connected end to end.

One person is wearing a wreath made of green olive branches, a long white silk dress, her long golden hair is delicately tied up, and countless doves gather around her.

One person was wearing a knitted robe as white as snow, with bare feet, and a large, pointed, wide-brimmed hat that only witches would wear, with only half of their face exposed.

No matter who you are, there are countless pigeons flying and circling around you.

There seems to be no difference in appearance between the two of them. They should be the same person. That's why they are here in different shapes and pose in such strange poses.

Looking further inside, Duomi gradually couldn't understand.

The area around and including the center of the circle is painted with completely incongruous colors such as black, purple, white, and gold.

Like the universe, like some kind of Cthulhu-like evil, or something as divine as an angel?

I don’t know why, but I don’t know how powerful it is.

Looking at the overall situation, Duomi felt that the army and the Sun King seemed to be going to war with some very mysterious existence. There was a feeling that the wind was rustling and the water was cold, and the soldiers were gone and would never return.

There were too many things here that he couldn't understand, and what was the connection between this huge mural and the mural below?

There is some connection, but there is no clue at all.

Duomi wished that a manual would appear in front of him right now and explain everything clearly to him.

In this situation, it was like a bunch of kittens were tickling him, his heart was itching extremely, and his whole body seemed to be crawling with ants.

But it's useless no matter how anxious you are, there is only so much information left in the palace, but if you put it in the hands of a novelist, you can probably compile a thrilling and magnificent epic of love and hate on the spot.

Duomi slowly descended.

"Is there anything gained?" Justin Blizzard asked curiously.

Regarding the name of this snow leopard brother, the first part is his first name, and the second part is the name of their tribe. Together they are the sexual name of a tribe member.

In the orc tribe, the tribe is generally regarded as a whole, and the concept of family has been weakened a lot.

Population is a flaw, so this method is appropriate.

Duomi shook his head in disappointment: "This mural really shocked me, but I couldn't read any more useful information from it."

"Don't be discouraged, I was confused when I saw them," Justin comforted.

"The collapse of the Xisha Empire and the death of the most powerful Sun King are a mystery. We can see the relevant ruins here, and the information we get can be exchanged for a lot of money when given to the outside world."

Duomi looked at Justin in surprise. He didn't expect that this fierce-looking snow leopard man could actually comfort people, so he accepted his kindness and thanked him: "You are quite a nice person."

"you flatter me."

Just as the two were cultivating their relationship, Afu ran in a hurry from the other side of the corridor, seemingly looking for someone. When she saw Duomi, she ran over as if she had seen a life-saving straw.

"What's wrong? Are you in such a panic?"

Afu put her hands on her knees and gasped for air. After a while, she suddenly raised her head:
"No, cheerleader, shill... shill, he... seems to have gone crazy!"

"Clam?!"

"Death Omen, let's just say goodbye. It seems you have some important things to deal with."

It was probably a private matter within the opposing team, and Justin had no intention of joining in the fun.

"Okay, let's talk about it next time when we have time."

Then Domi followed Afu into the space inside the corridor on the second floor. It was a cylindrical room. The height of the room did not extend upward much. It was almost half of the second floor. The top was carved from gold, like It stands as sharply as a crown.

There is an entrance on the west side that you can enter directly. I don't know if the palace owner doesn't think anyone will go in or if he simply doesn't put anything inside, so he is so relieved.

Walking into the room, there are arc-shaped walls, inlaid with gold bricks, and even the floor under your feet is paved with ivory products. Two words are revealed from top to bottom - luxury.

But apart from this luxurious decoration, there was nothing else. The whole room was empty, except for an oil painting hanging on the wall facing the door.

It is framed with gold edges. The handsome bearded mature man inside is wearing a royal robe, a crown on his head, and holding a long sword that symbolizes power and power. He is sitting gracefully on the throne. Just by looking at it, you can feel it. The domineering aura exuding makes people feel a sense of surrender.

This king seemed born to conquer the world.

However, Duomi could only sigh. After all, he had received ideological education since he was a child to be proud of the world. The acquired arrogance had been developed and he would not be as humble as in his previous life.

However, the three Afus are different.

When they came in, they were also shocked by the temperament expressed in this oil painting. Afu and 47 were fine, but only the child paid attention to it for a while.

When they were about to leave, the child still maintained his original posture and didn't move.

No matter Afu yelled at him to hit him, there was no response.

Just when they were at a loss, Touer suddenly fell to his knees, holding his head in his hands as if in pain, and saying strange and unexplained words, just like what Domi saw now.

The words he muttered seemed to keep repeating...

Duomi walked to him and leaned down to listen silently, wondering if he could get any useful information from it.

"Elise...Elise...where are you?"

"Haha...haha! Your prediction has come true, you must be happy now..."

"Come out to me, come out to me!"

"Dead, dead...everything is finished..."

"Wait...who am I...?"

As he listened, Duomi widened his eyes unconsciously.

An immature idea planted a seed in his heart and was already showing signs of taking root.

Is there a possibility that Toler is the Sun King?
If not, why would I fall into pain when seeing the portrait of the Sun King and ask myself who he really is.

Memories are mixed.

This is obviously a situation caused by the awakening of memories. It has been described in many movies, TV dramas and novels in previous lives.After a person dies and is reincarnated into the next life, seeing special relics from the previous life may awaken the memories of the past life buried deep in the heart.

Thor also said a strange name - "Elise".In addition, the word 'prophecy' is also mentioned, indicating that Elise may be a prophet?Did Tuo'er, the Sun King at that time, predict that the Xisha Empire would fall?
In fact, when he said these words, his identity was almost confirmed, but Domi and 47 Afu didn't want to admit it.

A companion who has been with him day and night is about to be replaced by him in the previous life. Isn't that equivalent to the death of the original sitter?
And reincarnation is too nonsense, right?It's not like any world has dump trucks.

After listening to the same few words, Duomi decided to start the next step, the next step...

But who knows what to do next? Who can give him a childcare operation manual and teach him how to train him?

"Captain, the nurse seems to be frothing at the mouth!!"

"Young... Young Master, do you want to use healing magic?"

"This is obviously a mental illness. Healing magic can only treat physical trauma."

"Damn it... a shill! A shill!"

Snapped!Snapped!
Afu went up and slapped him twice, trying to wake him up.

The scene was extremely panicked for a moment.

In desperation, Duomi glanced at the only painting on the wall again.

Since the child fell into memories after seeing this painting, why not cut off the source?

Just do what you say, a sitter won't last long.

So Duomi turned the painting over and asked it to face the person with its butt, but it didn't work.

There's nothing you can do about it!

Duomi was heartbroken, took out Ye Lu and directly tore and scratched this oil painting, which could be called a masterpiece.

The effect is outstanding!

When the painting was destroyed, Child's symptoms did disappear.

Afu and 47 hurriedly went up to check the situation, while Domi stood aside and thought.

The oil painting has been tampered with, and it is certain that it is aimed at child care.

No... to be precise, it was for the reincarnated Thor.

If the sitter is alone, or if he is left alone and keeps frothing at the mouth, wouldn’t he just send it?

The Sun King back then must have thought of this, otherwise he wouldn't have done anything like this.And if the reincarnation sent it, what else would I do?

So you might as well imagine boldly and keep it as it is. In the end, it will no longer be the shill who comes back online, but the Sun King who died back then!
Thinking of this, Duomi was frightened for a while.

Just like humans in previous lives thought that ancient people actually had spiritual power to cultivate immortality and magical power to perform magical magic, ancient people have a filter called 'mysterious and powerful' in the eyes of modern people.

It's the same here, but compared to wild guesses, this world is indeed like this.

Ancient people were generally stronger than contemporary people, and they had mastered incredible power and technology, making them stronger by more than 01:30 points.

The emperor who was able to dominate half of the world in ancient times was resurrected, and he still used the powerful body of Tuo'er, who was as strong as an animal. Who knows how strong he would be, and it was not impossible to defeat them all with one punch.

And as the captain, he naturally didn't want to cause the mental death of this good teammate. It can only be said that the sudden wisdom at that time was really timely.

"There is something evil here. Let's take the caretaker back to the main hall on the first floor. I will tell you something about it when the time comes."

The three of them worked together to transport the child, which was heavier than an ox, to the first floor and placed it in the corner, where it became a neighbor to the lonely Druid Harun.

Afterwards, Duomi called the two girls not far away, looked around and made sure no one was around before telling them all his findings and conjectures.

After listening, even 47, who had always been expressionless, couldn't help but be moved.

When it comes to ancient epics, how can we not make people yearn for them?What's more, it happened around me.

"Then...after Touer wakes up, can we still be sure that he is still the same person?" Afu asked worriedly.

"emm... This is indeed a tricky question. To be honest, I didn't think about how I would face the sitter when the time comes, but no matter what, let's wait until he wakes up."

There was nothing else urgent to do, so the three of them stood quietly beside the child caretaker, taking turns observing his movements.

After a while, 47 tugged at the corners of Domi and Afu's clothes, "The nurse is about to wake up."

They were sleepy-eyed, but they quickly cheered up and prepared to meet this uncertain "new sitter".

"Hiss... my head hurts..." Tuo'er held the pigeon's hood with one hand and propped up his body with the other to sit up straight. When he looked up, the three of them were surrounding him as if they were looking at monkeys.

"What...what are you doing?"

"Torrent, do you still remember what happened before you fell into coma?"

As if a certain switch had been touched, Tuoer said that his head hurt again, and it took him a while to recover.

"Before coma...hiss...I saw that oil painting...the people in that oil painting looked like me..."

"Can you tell me what you saw during that time? If you think there's something wrong, don't talk about it." Duomi slowly induced.

"I saw me...him. He led the army all the way to the Northern Kingdom. At that time, the Northern Kingdom was not yet a country, and was still in a period when each tribe was in charge of its own affairs. In a cave in the snowy mountains, he met a witch who claimed to be a prophet. .”

"she says……"

"Wait a minute, is that witch wearing a white robe, an exaggerated big hat, and bare feet?" Duomi suddenly interrupted.

"How do you know? Could it be that you, young man, can enter my mind?" Tuo'er looked surprised, although it didn't show on his pigeon headband.

"I've seen this person on the mural under the dome, please continue, I'm a little confused."

"Um……"

"The witch named Elise said that his empire will eventually be submerged in the torrent of history, but there will still be a chance to rise after a few years. As long as you do what she says, even death is not really death."

"I'm a little blurry behind..."

"Did Elise tell you her identity?"

Duomi swallowed, his expression very solemn. It could be said that this was the answer he was most eager to know.

That woman named Elise is the source of the pigeons and possesses the power of reincarnation and prophecy. How could she be a caveman from the wild north?
"Have."

At this time, Tuoer's eyes showed many complicated emotions, like blame, yearning, pilgrimage, regret, and admiration...

"She said that she is a prophet who can predict that person's future, the spokesperson of [Law of Conquest] in the world, and a symbol of victory and good news - Elise..."

(End of this chapter)