I really don't want to be a disaster

Sunrise branches.

Yi Lin woke up naturally from sleep.

Yingying Yanyan's voice came from outside the window.

In the wardrobe of the guest room, there are also various styles of European clothing.

Yi Lin chose a relatively low-key white shirt, and unbuttoned the top two buttons casually.After finishing dressing and washing, Yi Lin walked out of the room.

Cerberus was already waiting outside the door.

When Yi Lin walked out, Cerberus didn't complain at all, and calmly said: "My lord is already waiting for the three of you in the VIP room."

From the outside, the corridor is twisted and twisted, but inside the corridor, it is a straight corridor with no end in sight.Yi Lin was amazed at this kind of cover-up without any sense of disobedience.

When we came to the VIP room, sure enough, the blond boy was already sitting in a wheelchair.

The corresponding position of the dining table, the high-end silver tableware, and the finely textured dinner plate are neatly placed.

On the dinner plate, there are scrambled eggs, roasted tomatoes, sausages, bacon, soybeans in tomato sauce, fried potatoes, buttered toast, and croissants. On the plate, the thick mushroom juice was evenly poured over the food.

The corresponding staple food is a bowl of fragrant oatmeal.

"The colors are just right, the flavors and smells are perfect, and you have a very good cook."

Yi Lin did not hesitate to give her thumbs up.

As the saying goes, do as the Romans do, and this time Yi Lin was not pretentious. She put on a white scarf, raised a knife and fork, and prepared to eat.

Cerberus' voice came from behind him: "Thank you for your compliment, Mr. Yilin. For drinks, do you want milk, juice, coffee, or breakfast tea?"

"Breakfast tea, thank you."

This is a traditional and classic English breakfast, very authentic.As a soul gourmet, Yi Lin can tell at a simple glance that a lot of thought has been put into the processing of these ingredients, and they are worth savoring with heart.

And the proud and elegant King of Knights, Milian Arturia X Pendragon, had already immersed herself in eating a few minutes ago, and started eating silently.The moment Cerberus served the tea, half of the food on Milian's plate disappeared inexplicably, like a gust of wind.

"Bull, bull, awesome."

Yi Lin couldn't help but give her a thumbs up when she saw Miriam's magical way of eating, which was incomplete but elegant.

Gu Tianqing was silent at the side, like a little transparent.

After a hearty breakfast.

Cerberus bowed to everyone, then silently exited the room and locked the door.

in the room,

Only Bathmelo Dylan, one of the Twelve Monarchs, and Yi Lin were left.

Yi Lin was very curious.

Suppose at this time, he suddenly pulled out a gun, what would happen.

Of course, Yi Lin was just thinking about it, and it wasn't against the law.

Barthamelo Dylan closed his eyes and meditated for a moment, as if he was thinking about where to start.

The blond boy sitting in a wheelchair flicked the golden bangs on his forehead from time to time, and he always felt chilly on his forehead.

Silence for about half a minute.

Barthumello Dylan begins:

"The Association of Magicians existed 2000 years ago and has a long history. We magicians are researchers and inheritors of mysteries. We dedicate our lives and knowledge to knowledge throughout our lives. .”

Yi Lin smiled: "I like knowledge."

Barthamelo Dylan responded with a smile: "There is no one who does not like knowledge. In fact, throughout history, the evolution of human beings lies in the inheritance and development of knowledge. The 'mystery' we study is also a kind of A knowledge recognized by the majority of humanity."

"The Magicians Association, in history, has successfully continued through world changes, technological shocks, and wars. Even, our Magicians Association used to have hidden branches all over the world."

"Until, ten years ago."

The young man sighed, as if remembering something, his face turned paler, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "When 'it' appeared, the Association of Magicians existed in name only. In fact, there are no more magicians in the world now. Society, only—Clock Tower."

"And you are the 'outsiders' who set foot on the Clock Tower for the first time in the past ten years."

Milian's face was serious, and she said seriously: "It's an honor."

The young man waved his hand, indicating that the King of Knights is welcome, and his cold eyes fell on Yi Lin: "Guest from the East, do you know that the treasure belonging to the Pendragon family, 'Avalon', is also called 'distant Utopia', what is it?"

The eyes of Milian and Gu Tianqing turned to Yi Lin at the same time.

The King of Knights' eyes were about to burst into flames.

Speaking of it, it's all tears.

"Props." Yi Lin smiled and said, "A companion prop that can't be taken off, by the way, epic."

Saying that, Yi Lin looked at the Junjun boy and observed the other's expression.

The teenager's eyelids drooped, behind the lenses, the emotions and expressions in his eyes were completely hidden.

Bathmelo Dylan didn't refute Yi Lin's words, but continued on his own: "That's a 'Prototype Noble Phantasm'."

Before Yi Lin and the others asked questions.

The boy did not continue to explain what an "prototype Noble Phantasm" was.

"If you want to strip the 'Prototype Noble Phantasm' from the host, there are corresponding magic rituals that can be done. However, when 'it' appears, the 'Prototype Noble Phantasm' is endowed with new power, 'Prototype Treasure' tool, became the 'mystery' itself."

"That's...props."

"Mysterious, inseparable from the host, almost impossible to separate in any way."

On the side, Milian had a complicated expression when she heard the words.The eyes were full of murderous intent, the dull hair was drooping, and the crowded facial features looked like they were about to cry.Of course, this is just Yi Lin's interpretation of Miriam's twisted expression, maybe she is resisting the urge to draw a sword and cut someone.

"almost?"

Under the table, Yi Lin quietly stuffed a card into Milian's hand—it was a delicacy that Milian was full of praise for.

After receiving the soul food, Milian looked down and her eyes lit up.Coupled with Yi Lin's intentional question of "almost", Milian calmed down again.

call……

A false alarm.

Now it's really embarrassing for Miriam to slash people in public.

"Yes, almost." Bathmelo Dylan continued with a deadpan expression and a tired face: "'It' endowed the 'Prototype Noble Phantasm' with new power, allowing the 'Prototype Noble Phantasm' that exists in the world to 'Mystery' again. Including, a 'thing' that's been hiding in the clock tower."

Yi Lin, Gu Tianqing, and Mi Lien listened quietly.

When Bathmelo Dylan said this, Yi Lin had roughly guessed what he was going to say next.

really,

The boy continued:

"That 'thing' has been sealed in the clock tower as a 'research object'. Even ten years ago, when the world changed, the 'mysterious' attribute of that 'thing' was still not enough to restore it to the same level as the legend. Compatible capabilities."

"So, very few people know that 'the thing' exists."

Milian's face brightened.

Hope is coming.

But this joy, just after being born, before she was born, she was splashed with a basin of cold water by Yi Lin beside her.

Yi Lin changed a comfortable position and leaned against the backrest.The knuckles of his right hand lightly tapped on the sterling silver armrest, making a crisp knocking sound, and with the other hand, he habitually picked the cool dead skin on his forehead.With a chuckle, he interrupted the young monarch's words: "That thing, it's gone."

Milian was dumbfounded.

Gu Tianqing also smiled.

Bathmelo Dylan raised his eyes again, and there was a hint of surprise in his emerald green eyes.He didn't expect that this guest from the east would catch the key points and guess the truth in a very short period of time during this conversation.

"Yes, it was stolen."

"Very good." Yi Lin stood up: "Now things are clear. You, Clock Tower, there should have been an accident ten years ago. In fact, it is not difficult to guess, from Milian's mention that you exclude people like 'us' I was just thinking about one thing."

"Who does 'we' refer to?"

"If you think about it carefully, you can guess it. The only thing in common between us. Then, another problem arises."

"That is——what kind of impact the arrival of the Tower of War has on 'you'."

"It's nothing more than that some people were summoned and became apostles. Yes, this should be a high probability event, because there used to be an association of magicians who specialized in the study of 'mystery'. Then the problem comes, becoming an apostle is undoubtedly related to The purpose of "pursuing knowledge" is contrary. Because the apostle is a kind of existence that directly acquires a certain ability and releases various skills regardless of the reason. The skills of the apostle are more important than the "magic" you study. It's like magic."

"Obviously, in the eyes of a group of 'scholars' who study the occult, the 'Apostle' is equivalent to a different kind. Oh, Milian, don't look at me with such eyes, I read 'amazing' on your stupid hair I don't know much about what happened ten years ago, but I can see that now in the clock tower, there are only a group of 'non-apostles' left, or rather, you are all 'rejected people'. "

"And, for some reason, you can't easily step out of the clock tower. Hehe, I found a lot of footprints around the three-way intersection, but most of them went inward, and there were no outward footprints. Moreover, the footprints There are traces that have been erased. I speculate that it is possible that during this time, the clock tower suffered an invasion and was blocked by you."

"It is very likely that this is left by your 'kind'. In other words, you dare not go out at all, and you must guard the base camp of the Clock Tower. More likely, this is the only place left for your Clock Tower , the masters of the clock tower, the magicians, are trapped here instead. Right?"

"The above are all guesses by me. If there is anything wrong in my guess, please point it out."

Yi Lin stood up, across the long table, looked at the young monarch sitting in the wheelchair with a smile.

Yi Lin spoke eloquently.

Milian was dumbfounded.

She... didn't understand.

Yi Lin spoke in one breath, speaking a little too fast.

across the long table,

One of the Twelve Lords, Bathmelo Dylan, fell silent.

"Crack, snap, snap."

After a moment of silence, Bathmelo Dylan raised his head again and clapped his hands again and again.

"Wonderful."

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"Wonderful."

Bathmelo Dylan applauded and said.

He affirmed Yi Lin's reasoning.

"It's a pretty good pretense."

Gu Tianqing smiled at the side and whispered BB.

"roll."

Yi Lin lowered her head and returned Gu Tianqing with a kind smile.

Gu Tianqing spread her hands, stretched out her hand and stroked her lips, signaling "zip up", that is, "I shut up".

Yi Lin continued: "Does that mean I'm right? Then things are very clear. In a nutshell, all the magicians in the clock tower are all 'non-apostles'."

Barthamelo Dylan replied: "Yes."

"Ten years ago, what happened to your clock tower was probably due to factional struggles? Those who became apostles were all driven away?"

Bathmelo Dylan closed his eyes, no expression on his pale face, nodded, and replied again: "Yes."

Yi Lin scratched the dead skin on his forehead, peeled off the cocoons from the clues he learned bit by bit, combined with the boy's reaction, he continued to speculate and analyze: "The thing you said, with the arrival of the Tower of War, will soon Possibly re-given 'property'. It can solve Miriam's troubles."

Milian was on the side, staring wide-eyed, nodding her head vigorously, and listening very carefully—even though she didn't quite understand, she understood the last sentence for the time being.

"Yes."

For Yi Lin's conjectures, Bathmelo Dylan only answered with one word.

It seemed that Yi Lin had guessed everything.

"But that thing was stolen? Hehe," Yi Lin smiled, "Although I think it's a bit of a coincidence, let me believe it for now. Since you can't walk out of the clock tower at will now, in other words, recover the clock tower." The work of this treasure will ultimately fall on us?"

Bathmelo Dylan lowered his eyelids and replied in a low voice, "Yes."

"We got that thing back so you can take 'Avalon' out of me?"

"Yes."

"That would be a pity."

Suddenly, Yi Lin changed her voice, shook her head and said.