The Trial Game of Life

【Moon Hidden Kingdom】

Fifth Ring: Sword of Judgment

Main Line: Go to No. 14 Farring Street and look for Roger Reed

The main task has been refreshed, and Tang Cuo found that his hair color has also changed back to silver, and the disguise has been removed.Then the one walking in the Hundred Flowers Kingdom at this moment is the younger brother of the Duke of the current White Knight family, and Lancelot—

It was still the bard Lancelot, but with more and more ornaments on his body.The bead string is probably made of stones from the forest of elves and gemstones from all over the place. It is wrapped around the wrist a few times, and a feather necklace is hung around the neck. The white cotton shirt has an open neckline, and the hat is worn crookedly. , holding a small harp in his arms, and a dagger hidden in his buckskin boots, which is a bit unruly.

It's a pity that it wasn't his own face, Jin Cheng regretted it.

Tang Cuo ignored him and went to ask for directions.

The peddler who sold flower cakes was very enthusiastic, "Flower Street? Honorable Mr. Knight, you really should go to the bookstore on the corner of the street. The black forest cakes there are delicious, and there is no second one in the entire Hundred Flowers Kingdom... ..."

Hualing Street is not far from here. It takes about 15 minutes to walk, passing a fountain square in the middle. The magic fountain is small and exquisite, and in the middle of the fountain pool stands a female image holding flowers and wearing a crown.

Cynthia, goddess of nature.

It seems that the Hundred Flowers Kingdom, like the elves, also believes in this goddess.

Turning another street corner, the two saw the bookstore that the hawker was talking about, and Hua Ling Street was here.

There are more flowers on this street than on other streets, and most of them are Fujimoto roses.Lush clumps of Chinese roses climb on the houses and shops along the street, pale pink, red, champagne, orange, everything.Although the floral fragrance is strong, it is not choking.

There were a lot of customers in the bookstore, a few men dressed as gentlemen stood in front of the bookshelves reading books, and more people gathered in front of the counter to line up.The display case behind the counter was filled with small cakes, black forest, red velvet, etc., in rich colors and everything.

The queue stretched from the counter to the door of the store. The old man with white beard leaning on a cane was talking to the little girl with a flower basket in front, all with smiles on his face.

This scene reminded Tang Cuo of the Internet celebrity milk tea shop.

Naturally, Tang Cuo would not join in the fun, walked along this street, and soon found No. 14.This was a single-family two-story building. Jin Cheng went up to knock on the door, and the person who opened the door was a lame old servant. Although his hair was already grey, he was meticulously combed, decently dressed, and courteous.

Seeing Tang Cuo's silver hair, he seemed to recognize him, but he didn't say anything, and smiled: "You two are here to find my master, right? Please sit in the room, he will be back soon."

The entrance is the living room.

Crystal chandeliers, magic fireplaces, some renaissance-style carpets, hanging paintings everywhere and a few scattered books, a wood carving of animals, a music box, and an antler hat stand, full and not messy, everywhere With a literary atmosphere.

The old servant's name was William, and asked Tang Cuo and the others to sit down on the sofa covered with woolen cushions, and then turned around to pour tea.

Jin Cheng looked at the paintings on the wall with great interest, and said, "I didn't expect that supervisor to have such a style in private."

At first, he thought that No. 14 Hualing Street was the office of the Ivy League in Baihua Kingdom, but now he saw that it was a private house.Old William called Roger Reid his lord, and there is a portrait of him on the wall.

Tang Cuo didn't expect it either.

Roger Reid is serious and serious. When we met several times, he always wore a black double-breasted dress and a black cane. He wore a black blindfold on one eye. He looked like an old gentleman with a serious smile.

"Meow." A black cat suddenly poked its head out from under the sofa, sizing up the two strangers with its round eyes.Jin Cheng was delighted to see the cat, and remembered the little black cat that Tang Cuo had transformed, so he couldn't help teasing it.

"Do you think it looks like you?" Jin Cheng carried the cat out from under the sofa, and it didn't resist. It was only after carrying it out that it realized—this is really a fat cat.

"Like me?" Tang Cuo was expressionless.

"Like Wen Xiaoming." Jin Cheng changed his words instantly.

At this time, Old William came out with tea, and Tang Cuo could smell the fragrance of milk from a distance.Taking a closer look, it turned out to be milk tea, black tea with milk.

The entrance is sweet and sweet without losing the taste of tea.

The black cat seemed to have taken a fancy to Jin Cheng, and lay docilely on his lap, spread itself out into a cat cake, and purred slightly.Old William explained with a smile: "This is the cat raised by the master, named Charles II."

Jin Cheng pinched the back of its neck and asked, "Second life, so there is still one life?"

Old William: "Yes, its father is the first one, but he has passed away. The second one was brought back from the outside by itself. It looks like its child, so the master raised it together."

Dare to feel that this is really an ancestral name.

Old William was a very talkative person, talking about the bookstore at the corner of the street with great interest from Charles II.Jin Cheng intended to spread information about Roger Reed, but he kept his mouth shut, and only said: "Master's letter came three days ago, saying that he will be back before sunset today, both of you, please wait patiently."

After finishing speaking, Old William turned his head to look at the chime clock in the corner.It was almost four o'clock, and there was less than an hour before sunset, so he took his basket and went out to buy food.

Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo were left in the house, and Old William didn't seem to worry about what they would do in the house.And when Tang Cuo stood at the stairs leading to the second floor, he realized that it wasn't that he didn't worry at all, but that there was nothing to worry about.

There is a magic lock at the entrance of the stairs, and it is impossible to go up.The door to the backyard was open, but there was nothing special about a small garden of four or five square meters.

Back in the living room, Jin Cheng was still holding the cat and standing in front of the hanging painting.He seems to really like painting, and it's the same in "Returning on a Snowy Night". He puts together puzzles when he has nothing to do, and he can accurately name the painting on the puzzle.

Tang Cuo flipped through the books on the shelf.He thinks that books are very important, they are not eye-catching, but they may contain some crucial clues, such as the "Secrets on the Lake" he discovered in the Magic School of the Moon Hidden Kingdom.Another example is the "Sicilite Fairy Tales" given by Lin Yandong, although I don't know what use this book will eventually come in handy.

Wen Xiaoming said that K got the story of Crimson and seemed to want to write a book about her, which is also very interesting.

Not long after, the surroundings quieted down. In No. 14 Hualing Street, only the slight sound of flipping books and a few soft meows were left.

Jin Cheng turned his head, Tang Cuo was still standing in front of the shelf reading a book.The setting sun happened to fall on his shoulders through the glass window, and the profile of his face was blurred, which happened to blur Theodore's face, and gradually turned into the face of Tang Cuo in Jin Cheng's mind.

After watching, he couldn't help but change into a more comfortable position, leaning against the wall, holding Charles II's paw, and continued to watch.But he didn't make a sound to disturb, he just grabbed Charles II and punched Tang Cuo in the air.

Tang Cuo caught a glimpse of his little movements from the corner of his eye and wondered if he was crazy.

At the same time, he was also in a trance, as if he hadn't experienced such a gentle and peaceful time for a long time.When was the last time?He thought about it, and slowly traced back through his memory, as if he was in the first round of "The Death of a Poet" in the dungeon.

He sat in front of Little Jack's door repairing his pocket watch, and Jin Cheng sat beside him playing the harp and humming.

Obviously it was not long ago, but when I think about it, it seems to be the distant past.The rhythm of Eternal Night City is too fast and too tense, often causing time to lose its original flow.

Jin Cheng, on the other hand, was always unhurried and unhurried.Even if Wen Xiaoming disappeared and Lilith was captured, he didn't seem very nervous.

He closed the book, wanted to say something, but swallowed the words, and continued to flip through the book.He changed to a new one, took it out and saw that it was the old buddy "Sicilian Fairy Tales".

This book is available in the magic school, Lin Yandong's, and here. It seems to be a bestseller in mainland China.He didn't read carefully at the magic school, he only knew the title of the book, but Lin Yandong had already memorized the book by heart.At this moment, he was holding this book belonging to Roger Reed in his hand, and he was going to flip through it casually, but after reading a few pages, he suddenly stopped.

The content of the two books is slightly different.

Seeing him frowning, Jin Cheng walked over and asked, "What did you find?"

"Look here." Tang Cuo pointed to a passage in the book, "This story is called "The Lucky Little Blacksmith". It tells the story of an orphaned little blacksmith who accidentally inherited his master's blacksmith shop in a small town. , was envied by others, slandered and stolen, and finally proved innocent. There are two differences in this.”

In the first place, in Roger Reed's fairy tale, the little blacksmith was framed for stealing, but in Lin Yandong's book, he was slandered and killed his master.

In the second, the little blacksmith gained his innocence through sincere self-defense, while in another, he cut off one of his little fingers.

The fairy tales are not long, and the difference between the two is only a matter of a few sentences, but the feeling is quite different.Tang Cuo then took out Lin Yandong's "Sicilite Fairy Tales", which he kept in the equipment rack and carried with him.

There are also differences in the binding of the two books.

Roger Reid's is in dark red, with gilt letters, in a beautiful cursive.Lin Yandong's book is black, with complicated and golden patterns printed on the spine and four corners of the book, with red titles.

"It doesn't look like the binding style of the same period. The fonts are different. This black one is more gorgeous." Jin Cheng said, and then thought of another one, and asked, "Do you remember the one about the Kingdom of the Hidden Moon?" ?”

Tang Cuo: "It's similar to Roger Reed's book."

Jin Cheng: "Well, Lin Yandong's book may be in the style of the Tucha Dynasty. Under Louis XIV, the style was more ornate and exaggerated. In the dark ages, the content of the story was also darker. After the destruction of the Tucha Dynasty, later generations These things should have been adapted and released a new version.”

Tang Cuo nodded, this is the most reasonable explanation.If it is true, then thousands of years have passed since the Dark Ages, and even the remote Moon Hidden Country has launched a new version. This book by Lin Yandong is probably the only one.

Just then, footsteps were heard on the stairs.

Tang Cuo put away the book calmly, and read it with Jin Cheng.I saw Roger Reed walking down the stairs slowly, his cane touching the ground, his expression still as cold as ever.

"Lord Roger Reed." The two took the initiative to salute.

"You're here." Roger Reid's calm eyes swept over the faces of the two, and finally settled on Tang Cuo, and asked, "I have already visited your brother and discussed with him about accepting you as a student. But according to the "Continental Convention" signed by the Ivy League and other countries, no hereditary noble or royal family member can act as an arbitrator in the Ivy League. To be my student means that you must give up your origin, so I Let me ask you one last time—would you like to?"

It turns out that there is still this rule.According to Roger Reid, once Theodore becomes his student, he will be trained as the next generation of arbitrators.

But later Theodore still inherited the title, which shows that his brother not only died young, but also has no descendants.Otherwise, the Ivy League will not let people go easily.

"I've made up my mind, teacher." Tang Cuo raised his hand to his chest, expressing solemnity.

"Well, from today onwards, you are my student." Roger Reed nodded slightly.

The author has something to say:

So this dungeon is a dating mode + learning from a teacher, our goal is - the top ten in the red list!