From Prisoner to Si Chen..

Chapter 307 Dark Four

Gilan stood outside the door with a shocked expression.

After hearing the conversation between William and Clark, he instantly confirmed two things...

First, this young man named "Clark Smith" is very likely to be the "director" of February Sichen in later generations!
Secondly, Clark may be Gillan's "fellow friend"...

That is, the travelers who came to this different world from the earth!
Gulu.

Gillan swallowed.

These two guesses really scared him.

'If Clark is a time traveler, will he have any special abilities like me...'

Gillan had such an idea inexplicably.

'Does Clark know I exist? After all, I am now in the movie he shot...and as the "director" of February Sichen, will He be watching me secretly? '

Clark held the "photo", lowered his head to look at it, and then looked up at Gillan. There was a squeaking sound under the helmet.

Seeing the door open, the two of them turned to look at it at the same time.

There was a young man sitting on each of the two wooden benches facing each other inside.

In his arms, he also held a strange black iron box.

The thick glass surface of the white ball helmet reflected the light of the candle, and also reflected Gillan's own figure... except that underneath, Clark's true face could not be seen.

So, the third possibility is the most likely.

First, the "director" has not yet discovered his existence.

Gillan nodded to William first.

Is it intimacy or hatred?

At this moment, Gillan and Clark looked at each other.

Thinking of this, Ji Lan's heart skipped a beat.

The simple wooden door was pushed open by Jilan.

creak-

The boy on the right is wearing a loose beige robe, has a thin body, but wears a very inconsistent white spherical metal helmet.

Gillan looked shocked.

Gilan doesn’t know…

Gillan had such a sense of déjà vu inexplicably.

'This is the Middle Ages! '

Click!

But his mood at this moment is very complicated.

Because he has used the "various" ability more than once in real film. Such particularity is difficult not to attract the attention of the "director".

At this time, William, who was sitting opposite him, smiled and said:
"Teacher, you are here... Let me introduce to you, this is my friend, Clark Smith. The play "Don Quixote" we are watching today was written by him."

Secondly, the "director" has actually discovered him, but does not know his identity as a time traveler.

Guillen couldn't be sure.

He believes that as the law of truth that governs the world, it is unlikely that the "director", one of the Twelve Sichens, would not be able to detect his little tricks.

Third, the "director" discovered him and knew his identity as a time traveler, but he had good intentions, so he didn't touch him.

The next second, he squinted and was shocked to see a piece of yellowed "paper" popping out from the bottom of the black iron box in the arms of the young man wearing a strange ball helmet.

He stood there and thought for a while, and finally chose to take a step forward and opened the door to the backstage of the theater.

A dazzling white light flashed, followed by a crisp sound.

And if the "director" realizes his specialness, will he observe deeply and discover his identity as a "traveler"?

"Ah."

'Photo...camera? '

Gillan's mind was racing.

Thinking of this, Gillan relaxed a little.

On the left is William Gerrard, who has shoulder-length blond hair and a single ponytail. He held the steel cross sword in his arms and leaned against the wall with a smile on his face.

Because he had no idea what kind of person Clark was and what kind of attitude he would have towards his "fellow countryman".

Ji Lan instinctively raised his hand to block it in front of him.

But as of now, the fact that he is not dead yet is sufficient to illustrate three possibilities.

"That's strange...I seem to have seen you somewhere."

On the paper, a picture of a young man raising his hands to cover his face was printed with black ink.

'Astronaut helmet? '

Then he looked at Clark again and suddenly said in a deep voice:

"The moonlight shines in front of the bed."

Clark blurted out almost reflexively:

"I suspect it's on the ground..."

But he stopped abruptly mid-sentence.

He suddenly let out a sigh, as if he remembered something, and bent down while holding his round helmet, lost in thought.

Gillan and William were stunned.

But soon, Clark sat up straight again, as if nothing was wrong. But in Gillan's opinion, the other party's reaction was more like being touched by the conversation just now.

"You're finally here, I've been waiting for you for a long time..."

Clark's voice suddenly became calm.

Ji Lan didn't know why, but her breathing was stagnant.

He had an intuition that the current Clark... should be called "director"!
"Are you the 'director'?"

Gillan asked cautiously.

However, the other party sat up straight and did not make a sound. The shiny surface of the helmet reflected the candlelight in the room, making it impossible to see his expression. "No... I'm not 'the director', I'm just 'Actor A', now playing the teenage Clark Smith."

"Ok?"

Ji Lan only felt that his thoughts were a little confused.

Actor A?

That "Mr. A" who often appears in real films, playing various roles like a "Queen Actor"?
"Mr. A, you said you've been waiting for me for a long time...what do you mean?"

Gillan asked tentatively.

Only then did he notice that the surrounding environment, including William, seemed to have pressed the pause button and stood still.

In the entire room, only Gilan and the boy wearing the helmet could still speak and move.

"I can only move within the real film and cannot go to the mortal world...So, I have been waiting for you here for a long time."

Under the glass of the round helmet, the sound of urns could be heard.

"The code you just matched with me awakened my sense of autonomy."

Ji Lan kept a surprised expression and felt something in his heart.

Hearing what the other party said, he still didn't understand what was going on.

This is most likely the ultimate easter egg that the "director" buries in every real film. To be precise, it is an easter egg specially reserved for "fellow fellow travelers"...

Only when special conditions are met can it be triggered, thereby awakening Mr. A as the "Queen Actor".

Therefore, the other party will say that he has been waiting for him for a long time.

"So...Mr. A, what is your relationship with the 'director'?"

Gillan asked again.

The young man was still sitting upright, and a muffled voice came from under the thick glass:
"I am one of the four apostles under the director. The reason why I stay in the real film and wait for you is just to convey the advice left to you by the director..."

Advice from the "director"?

Advice from a senior time traveler!

Gillan's heart suddenly trembled.

He looked calm and asked in a deep voice:

"What advice?"

"Five pieces of advice."

Mr. A answered calmly and spread his fingers.

"First, 'You and I are both "pests" in this world, and we must ascend as quickly as possible at all costs. Only by becoming one of the laws of truth that governs the operation of all things can we be exempt from the malice of this world towards you.'"

"Two, 'William Gerrard can be your absolute helper, and standing in the same camp with him is your best choice. Because except for him, no one in the entire world dares to subvert the original order.'"

"Three, 'The Art of Vigilance.'"

"Four, 'The old god Si Sui is the world itself, and the new god Si Chen is the law of the world. But the world will collapse, and the law will also collapse.'"

"Fifth, 'If Si Chen falls, the law of truth that maintains the operation of the world will be distorted...but there are two cornerstone principles that will remain unchanged.'"

"'First, everything exists, and existence has traces.'"

"'When mortals die, they will leave their spiritual bodies; when mystics die, they will leave mysterious objects; when they die, long-lived people will leave behind monuments... all are manifestations of following this principle. Even transmuters, apostles and even priests Neither Chen nor Si Sui can escape this rule.'"

"'Second, everything dreams, and dreams are reflections of reality.'"

"'Remember these two rules!'"

After speaking, Mr. A said no more.

Tuliu Gilan opened his mouth slightly and fell into deep thought.

The amount of information the "director" left him through the apostle was too much for him to digest at the moment.

Even some of the words Ji Lan didn't quite understand.

Especially the "two eternal principles", he only half understood.

'Are time travelers a "pest" to the world? Once discovered, the world will be hostile...'

'In other words, my true identity and "beauty" must not be exposed, otherwise I will suffer terrible disaster? '

Gillan looked thoughtful.

'Be vigilant about art', does it refer to "Art San Si Chen"? So what I should be wary of is everything about "Miss Elegy", "Mrs. Ya" and "White Dove Poet"...'

In addition, the "director" clearly advised Gillan to hug William Gerrard's thigh in his advice.

And for this, Gillan did not resist.

When you are weak, you should find someone to support you.

What's more, in the real world, he himself is the committee leader and gravedigger of the Bremen Empire, and is one of William's "owners".

Of course, Gillan did not accept the "director's" advice easily, but hid it deep in his heart and waited to think about it later.

wow——

Suddenly, the still scenes around him suddenly started to "flow" again, with candlelight swaying and shadows swaying.

There was also some noise outside the house.

It was as if the "signal" was restored to my ears the moment I emerged from the sea.

Clark stood up, caressed his chest and saluted Gillan, and spoke in a gentle tone:
"I often hear William talking about you, Mr. Gillan, you are an excellent sword master!"

Seeing this, Gillan also knew that Mr. A's self-awareness was "gone" and Clark Smith returned to "normal".

At this time, William held the cross sword and suddenly said:
"By the way, teacher, Clark recently collected an ancient parchment, which records a treasure from more than a thousand years ago. It is within the territory of the Persian Merchant Alliance, only more than a hundred kilometers away from the city of Florian... …”

"Are you interested in taking the escort with you?"

"Treasure Map?"

Gillan raised his eyebrows and glanced at Clark.

An affirmative voice came from under the thick glass of the young man's round helmet:

"Yes...it seems to be a relic of the nobles of 'Misialios'. It was a country earlier than the Kingdom of Rondeng. According to legend, they believed in the third division, 'Miss Dark Tears'."

(End of this chapter)