Tilan couldn't help but speculate in her heart. Then she couldn't help but consider the relationship between this lady Pussance and "Sisso-Grest".
Well, she wasn't called Mrs. Grester, and that might not be the relationship she had in mind, but she felt that something was going on, whether it was personal or not.
As Luca introduced the various hospitals along the way, Tilan forced himself to memorize almost all the information.
She didn't know if there would be such an opportunity next time, let alone an introduction, she didn't even dare to think that she could come in a second time. The best outcome now was that the other party would not erase her memory because she was still useful - she had heard about this. When she was naughty and disobedient as a child, her father would use the black-clad men on the streets of Wayne to intimidate her, saying that if she didn't behave, she would be captured by the black-clad men and all her memories from the past to the present would be erased.
When I was young, I didn't know much and thought my father was just joking. As I grew older, I understood more and more, and I felt more and more terrified.
The Man in Black…The Shadow Lion…The Knight of the Red Rose.
Why red rose?
Because that duty must be stained with blood.
"arrive."
Leading them into a spiral staircase connected to the auditorium, and reaching the top, Luca grabbed the door handle to remind them.
"Don't talk after you go in, leave everything to me."
Click.
The door handle was turned and gently pushed open, and the three people outside smelled a strong incense at the same time.
It was very pungent at first, but when the fragrance circulated in the lungs and was then exhaled from the nasal cavity, each of them felt refreshed at the same time, and even their thoughts became much more alert.
This incense is good stuff!
Tiran is shocked.
This kind of effect...the ointments and powders sold on the market cannot compare at all!
If my father had this thing, he wouldn't have failed in forcibly awakening the Poltergeist and ended up falling seriously ill...
Her eyes were a little dim.
After coming to Wayne, she had witnessed many more advanced and civilized things, but only this time did she feel inferior from the bottom of her heart.
"Luca."
There came a hoarse, unpleasant sound from the front, like a knife rubbing against a whetstone.
"You were late this time. You were almost three minutes slower than I expected."
This voice...did her throat ever break?
Tilan couldn't help but look up at the source of the sound.
The layout of the room is that of a typical family study, with a bookshelf on the left, a coffee table and chairs on the right, a bookshelf in the top right corner, and a long desk in front of the window.
The table was piled with bottles and jars, and even on the bookshelf and on the floor against the wall, some of which were empty, while others were filled with liquids of different colors. In the corner there was also an incense holder with a piece of solid incense paste that was half-burned.
Smoky, that was the impression the room left on Tilan.
Whether it was the potion bottles or the gorgeous carpet with intricate patterns embroidered on it, made of three different colors of black, purple and green. Although the room was not small, she still had an eerie feeling that it was already full.
Not to mention the person sitting behind the table at this moment - that was an extremely thin guy, wearing a cloak similar to the student he had seen before, and judging by the proportions of her hands... it seemed that she only reached her chest.
This is Ms. Purcell, right?
Although she was wearing a black cape, her body proportions were a little strange. Her arms were obviously longer than her torso, which made her look like she had her legs amputated, which was very uncoordinated.
"I showed them around for a while longer." Luca nodded. "It's not like I can always be their guide, so of course I gave them a clear introduction."
"Are you so sure that they can use this memory?"
"You have to have faith in newcomers."
"It's really rare to hear such words from you."
The cloaked man sighed and turned towards the three people.
"Who is Tiran-Arles?"
"I'm!"
Tilan was very nervous and took a quick step forward.
"Are you sure you have seen the phenomenon called 'Eclipse' with your own eyes?"
"Sure!"
"Well, drink this."
A small bottle was pushed towards Tilan by the cloaked man along the smooth table top.
Picking up the bottle, Tilan first looked carefully at the liquid inside.
It has no color and is as transparent as the glass in the bottle...but she knows that it can't be filled with water.
"Developer." The cloaked man said, "But it's an improved version. It doesn't emit green smoke like before. It also consumes less spirit energy."
"There's a seat behind you, you can sit down and drink first, you will lose consciousness for a while."
"I want to know!" Tilan squeezed the bottle tightly. "This potion... do you want to use it to check my memory about the Eclipse?"
"Yes."
"Will Sarah help Cheeseman after watching this?"
After she said this, she noticed that three of the other four people in the room smiled.
Wright was laughing, a slightly sarcastic laugh.
Luca was laughing, maybe he just thought it was funny.
The cloaked person - Ms. Pusance was also smiling, and the corners of her lips in the shadow were raised. She actually looked a little kind?
Am I crazy…
She looked so horrible!
"Naive... but courageous."
The cloaked man commented calmly.
"As for assistance, Your Highness Arles, we are not qualified to give you an answer on behalf of Sarah. But as a member of the 'Engineering Association', I can tell you that even if the Chesman envoys do not get any desired results in Wayne, the 'Eclipse' phenomenon in Chesman and other regions will not be ignored."
“This is very dangerous stuff,” she added. “If the information is true, I personally don’t want it to exist.”
"Then I accept it!" Tilan's mood was like a roller coaster, and he finally made up his mind after hearing this.
She had no choice.
This is her last hope, she must grab it.
So, at Luca's signal, she sat down on the sofa behind him, opened the bottle stopper, and drank the transparent liquid inside.
She felt a little regretful after she finished drinking it.
Am I drinking too much?
Should I drink half of it first?
But the lady didn't say... I seem to...
I don't seem to remember something...
Her consciousness became dizzy, her neck tilted, her whole body went limp, and a thin silver mist began to spew out of her mouth, nose and ears.
“This fog…”
Moore frowned and looked at Wright.
The scenery they saw when they came by boat just now...
Isn't this right?
"Don't be too surprised."
Luca looked over.
"Because there are so many things to be surprised about..."
In just a few words, the silver mist had expanded to fill the ceiling of the room. The four people below looked up at the silver mist, watching it grow thicker and thicker... and lower and lower, until it finally enveloped them, and the scene before their eyes changed drastically in an instant.
field.
village.
The first thing Wright did was to come to his senses and find himself standing on a ridge. In the distance was a small village with smoke rising from the chimneys, and a clear conversation could be heard around him.
"According to the report, this is roughly the location. Dimitri, get the map out."
This is Tiran's voice.
So this is her memory.
And what we should be doing is getting the first-person perspective in our memory?
After realizing this, Wright was surprised and found it novel.
He had also heard of the name of the developer, which was very useful for interrogating prisoners, and Tarignan also had imported ones.
But the developer we imagine does not have such a realistic effect.
It was nothing more than stimulating the memory fog and letting people stick their heads in to watch. Now this immersive situation... it was definitely an improvement.
"Yes, Your Highness, this is the spot."
The servant named 'Dimitri' handed the map to Tilan and pointed to one of the locations.
"We are now in the southwest of 'Black Soil Village'. The informant said that if we walk about 300 meters along the ridge of the field, we will see a dirt slope. It is right behind us. We can get there by walking along this slope."
The team began to move forward, and relying on Tilan's perspective, Wright was also carefully observing the various information in his memory.
This was an investigation team, with a total of fifteen people including Dillan. Six of them should be her guards, and the remaining eight in uniforms, he guessed, were Chesman's internal affairs department.
They came to investigate the "Eclipse Abyss".
Witness the memory of "Eclipse" with your own eyes, then you should be able to see it soon.
No one spoke during the process of crossing the 300 meters. Wright was a little bored and wondered if Moore would also attach himself to Tilan in his memory.
A memory picture that can accommodate so many spirits coexisting at the same time...it's really a headache to be able to maintain such a picture without collapsing.
Did the Sara people dig up some prehistoric treasure? They are capable of doing even this.
Gradually, he saw the slope of earth.
It is a real, artificial earth slope. It was not formed by "someone wanting to make an earth slope", but by "someone wanting to dig a hole". It is just a gift that comes with the hole.
As for why the pit was dug, he knew without asking that it was 100% for dumping garbage.
In the countryside, there are no special garbage dumps like in the city. If the villagers don't want their living environment to be filled with stinky water, they have to dig a hole to bury the garbage.
When one is full, fill it with soil and then dig another one next to it.
It seems that the farmers in Chesman have a good standard of living.
Wright thought.
There is very little garbage generated in the countryside. There is no concept of leftovers here, and feces are also recycled. Therefore, the villages that are qualified to dig garbage pits are mostly rich and can buy some exquisite but easily scrapped things from the city.
The team followed the ridge of the field and went around the slope, and here, Wright finally saw the "Abyss".
No reminder needed.
No need to question.
It was so conspicuous, so eye-catching, and so special... that as long as he really saw it even for a moment, he knew it must be this thing.
It's a black hole.
The diameter of the pit is about ten meters - which is not small, but the depth is difficult to estimate because there is a black "hole" blocking it underneath.
It was pure darkness, disc-shaped, only slightly smaller than the pit, and eight meters in diameter.
Although it was broad daylight, there was no light at all in the central area.
It was as if a shadow suddenly appeared at the bottom of the pit. It just existed there quietly, seemingly non-confrontational, but it could even swallow up the light.
Before this, Wright had never seen the "Eclipse".
Time was too tight, so he just took his brother Moore with him after receiving the report. Therefore, although similar phenomena occurred in Talignan, this was the first time he actually witnessed it.
Wright can no longer remember which country first proposed the term "eclipse", but now he says that the name is very descriptive.
