[Comprehensive British and American] The vest system of the son of hell

Crowley was also in a state of shock.

When he was in New York before, he was crazily pursued by the female mage Missy, who repeatedly said that you and my Darling look exactly the same.

Of course, at that time, he didn't take Missy's words seriously.

Now it seems--

Is there really someone in the Time Lord family who looks exactly like me?

Just when both sides were in deep thought——

Matthew took the initiative to wave to Doctor Who to break the deadlock: "Hey! Doctor! Long time no see! Is this your new partner?"

"A companion, not a partner."

The doctor corrected very seriously, and then introduced Clara to Matthew: "Her name is Clara, my incredible girl."

"Hello, Clara."

Matthew said hello to Clara: "I'm Matthew, I accidentally became a friend of the doctor... Am I considered a normal human being in this situation?"

"It doesn't matter, Mr. Matthew. The doctor took me to travel to various times and planets. I have long been used to non-terrestrial creatures. What's more, Mr. Matthew's appearance is a standard human handsome guy."

Clara held Matthew's hand generously.

Matthew: "Let me introduce formally, I am a demon, a demon from Limbo Prison."

"Forehead……"

The unexpected answer made Clara gasp, and then showed an excited expression: "Mr. Matthew, are you really a devil? Can you show me the horns on your head?"

"Sorry, not every demon has horns on its head."

As he said, Matthew introduced Crowley to the doctor and Clara: "His name is Crowley. Like me, he is also a hell demon. His body is the snake that tempted Eve to eat the forbidden fruit in the Garden of Eden."

"What does it mean to be a demon like you? I lived in hell 6000 years ago!"

Crowley muttered dissatisfiedly, and shook hands with Doctor Who and Clara in turn: "Hey... nice to meet you."

"I'm also excited to meet Mr. Snake from Eden."

Clara, who had never seen the tenth doctor, shook hands with Crowley without any suspicion, and even asked mischievously, "Does the forbidden fruit look like an apple?"

"What do you say?"

Crowley smiled without answering, and looked at the No.11th doctor: "When I was in New York, I had contact with a time lord who claimed to be a mage."

"Mage? Have you seen a mage?"

The voice of the No.11th doctor was slightly trembling.

Crowley nodded and said, "Not only did I meet the mage in New York, but I was also misunderstood by the mage that I was his doctor, that is, you. After all, do we really look alike?"

"Not at all."

Matthew said very seriously.

Clara nodded in agreement.

The No.11 generation doctor——

"It's true that I look different from you now, but I looked almost exactly like you in the past."

"Really, Doctor?"

Clara found it hard to accept: "You used to be so handsome?"

"Yes, unfortunately that's all in the past."

The No. 11th doctor said pretending not to care, trying to cover up the sadness deep in his memory with the illusion of not caring.

Feeling the doctor's depression, Clara turned to Matthew and asked, "Where is this place? Why were the doctor and me brought here by the TARDIS?"

"This is Amboise in France, and the day after tomorrow is the birthday of Master Da Vinci..." Matthew said, "Based on my superficial understanding of the TARDIS, it suddenly brought you to Anglo at this point in time." Boise must have a premonition that something big will happen in Amboise in the near future."

"That……"

Clara looked at the doctor excitedly: "Doctor, what do you think will happen next?"

"I don't know, but you can look forward to it."

The doctor said slightly sadly.

He is a time lord who has lived for at least a thousand years and has a special affection for the earth. Whether it is Da Vinci or Amboise, for him, they are not pale terms that only exist in history books.

At this time, Clara has not had the opportunity to jump into the doctor's timeline to touch the doctor's broken heart tortured by fate. Seeing that the doctor's expression is heavy and thoughtful, she stops talking, looks around with great interest, and grabs a hotel Self-made Amboise travel brochure, while looking at it with emotion: "Amboise is really a good place worth visiting."

Seeing Clara's smile, the doctor's mood gradually eased.

He asked Matthew: "Tardis brought us to this place, it can be seen that what you are about to encounter needs our help, do you mind our intervention?"

Matthew readily accepted this: "It is my honor to be helped by the Time Lord."

"That……"

The doctor wanted to ask Matthew what he came to Amboise to deal with.

Matthew asked the doctor first: "Can you use the TARDIS to send me to when Da Vinci was still alive?"

"Ok?"

The doctor froze...

Crowley smiled shyly, "I knew you kid and the Time Lord were getting close because of the TARDIS."

"Don't you want to meet the living Da Vinci?" Matthew asked.

Crowley: "Da Vinci and I are good friends, both in life and after death."

"But I want to meet Da Vinci!"

Clara suddenly joined the conversation, her big eyes sparkling.

"You want to meet Da Vinci?"

The doctor was a little surprised.

Clara nodded again and again, with longing eyes: "That's Leonardo Da Vinci, the three masters of the Renaissance, the truly unique all-rounder! Which modern person can resist the temptation to go back to the past and meet Da Vinci?"

"Ok."

The doctor who couldn't refuse Clara snapped his fingers.

The TARDIS door opened slowly.

"Let's go and visit Da Vinci in the fifteenth century."

"awesome!"

Clara entered the TARDIS cheering.

Matthew followed closely behind.

Crowley had other plans. He said, "Da Vinci and I have met countless times during his lifetime. There is no need to go back in time with you to meet again."

"Really?"

Matthew doesn't believe it...

Crowley: "Okay! I admit I don't want to witness his death again! He's my best friend, second only to Aziraphale."

"Understood……"

Matthew glanced at Crowley understandingly, walked into the TARDIS, and adjusted the time with the doctor.

Boom...boom...boom—

The familiar sound of a motor sounded, and the TARDIS started its time journey again.

……

"arrive……"

The TARDIS stopped, and the doctor told his two passengers: "We have come to France at the beginning of the sixteenth century."

"really?"

Overjoyed, Clara opened the door of the Tardis, looked outside, and then quickly closed the door: "Doctor, where is the cloakroom? I mean the cloakroom where the early sixteenth century clothes are kept."

"Turn left, the third intersection."

"OK!"

Clara cheered and went into the cloakroom, picked out a set of early sixteenth-century French fashion for herself, and after putting it on, she admired it in the mirror, "The big skirt is so beautiful."

"Shall we change into classic clothes too?" Matthew asked the doctor.

Doctor: "What do you say?"

"Ok."

Matthew reluctantly accepted the early sixteenth-century men's clothing that Clara had chosen for him, feeling that he had been stuffed into a cage called clothes.

【Respected and great master, your humble, cautious and loyal servant Kespler understands your irritability very well. The tailoring of men's clothing in the sixteenth century does not conform to the physiological curve of the human body, whether it is an overly starched shirt or a forcibly drawn Leggings, of course, even such cumbersome clothes that don’t conform to the physiological structure of the human body are still so charming on you, the master——]

Stop sucking up.

Matthew, whose shoulders hurt from the weight of the heavy aristocratic coat, couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

Putting on a starched linen shirt and tight trousers that hurt the calf muscles, a luxurious coat with more than 100 buttons, an exaggerated wig and an exaggerated hat decorated with bird feathers, Matthew felt like he was in the mirror. I am very strange to myself.

"Is this the French fashion of the sixteenth century?"

"If it were the pre-Renaissance era, we wouldn't have to dress so fancy."

The doctor who finished the change joked: "You look very charming now. Da Vinci will allow you to enter his workshop after he sees you."

As we all know, Da Vinci loved beautiful men more than beautiful women.

"I hope your judgment is correct."

Afterwards, the three people who traveled through time and space walked out of the TARDIS, walked into Amboise, full of spring, and walked to Da Vinci's residence in Amboise in his later years.

……

Finding Leonardo da Vinci in Amboise in the early sixteenth century was a very simple matter.

At that time, King Francois I of France was a fanatical fan of Leonardo Da Vinci. In order to make his idol more comfortable in his later years, the king arranged a residence for Leonardo Da Vinci near his palace Amboise Castle. Therefore, as long as you find The castle of Amboise, which occupies a vast area like a small town, can find the castle of Clos Luce, which the king provided for Da Vinci to live in.

"Da Vinci is called the greatest figure in the Renaissance era and even the entire European art history. I don't think it is an exaggeration at all."

Seeing the great Da Vinci soon, Clara couldn't hide her excitement: "He is simply too genius, no wonder some people suspect that he is actually a time traveler."

"Da Vinci is certainly not a time traveler, he was just born at the wrong time."

The doctor said slightly sadly: "If he can be born in an era that understands him, Da Vinci will definitely be able to achieve greater achievements."

"But history doesn't have ifs, does it?"

"Yes, there are no ifs in history."

The doctor stopped in his tracks: "Matthew, when are you going to tell me the reason why you came to find Leonardo da Vinci in his later years in the early sixteenth century?"

"Admiring Da Vinci, wanting to see and talk to this unique all-rounder in history, isn't that reason enough?"

"That's a good reason for ordinary people, but we all know you are not ordinary people, you are a demon, you want to talk to Da Vinci, you can go to hell to find Da Vinci's soul, if he does It is rumored that the soul returns to hell after death."

"What! Da Vinci's soul is really in hell?"

Clara was surprised.

"Please! He is the only all-rounder! His paintings are magnificent! His designs are whimsical! His research in various fields is beyond his time! How can he return to hell after death!"

"After death, the soul goes to heaven or hell is only related to whether he has both moral and ability when he is alive, and has nothing to do with how much he has achieved during his lifetime..."

Matthew said coldly, "Although Da Vinci is an all-rounder, his morality does not meet the requirements of heaven."

"All right……"

Clara reluctantly accepted Matthew's point of view.

After all, sexual orientation alone was enough to prevent da Vinci from entering heaven after his death.

What's more, in order to study the structure of the human body, he has done the work of stealing and dissecting corpses, and because of the pursuit of perfect results, he often misses the construction schedule, the most typical of which is the "Mona Lisa".

This masterpiece handed down from generation to generation was originally a portrait custom-made for his wife by a wealthy Italian citizen. However, in order to pursue a better effect, Leonardo da Vinci repeatedly delayed the delivery date, so that the commissioner did not wait until his death for the oil painting "Mona Lisa". ", and finally, this oil painting of creation, as an important relic of Da Vinci, was collected by the French royal family in the Louvre.

"Perhaps Da Vinci really made a deal with the devil..." Clara said self-explanatoryly, "With his almost endless thirst for knowledge, if there is a devil standing in front of him, he will definitely not refuse to make a deal with the devil." Possibility of making a deal."

"Miss Clara, I am a demon."

"Uh..." Clara turned to look at the doctor: "Doctor—"

"I have heard all your conversations."

The doctor raised his hand and pointed to a classical building not far away: "That's Da Vinci's residence."

"Wow--"

Clara exclaimed, took out the small mirror, and carefully adjusted her appearance: "Okay! I'm about to meet Leonardo Da Vinci, I need to stay calm! Don't let Master Da Vinci see that I'm from the future! Also, keep your makeup on! Best state!"

"Clara, you are already perfect."

"but--"

Clara took a deep breath and stretched out her arms: "Doctor, Matthew, I'm ready, let's go together."

……

Boom boom boom!

The doctor knocked on Da Vinci's residence in his later years.

Soon a student of Leonardo da Vinci came to answer the door: "You are—"

The doctor skillfully showed the psychic card.

The student was bewitched by the psychic card: "So it's His Highness's attendant, please come in."

"thanks……"

The doctor took Clara and Matthew into the room full of Da Vinci's semi-finished creative machines. Looking at these items that condensed the wisdom beyond the times, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

But when they saw Da Vinci on the bed, their emotions suddenly turned into reverence and——

sad……

He is already in his dying years, with gray hair, haggard eyes, and a hunchback figure. He is no longer the genius who showed his sharpness when he was in his prime.

"Hello, Master Da Vinci."

Because he visited Da Vinci as an attendant of Francois I, the doctor used respectful words for Da Vinci.

Da Vinci nodded, and his eyes fell on Clara and Matthew behind the doctor: "You are..."

"Hello, my name is Clara, and I admire your talent very much."

Clara couldn't hide her excitement and saluted Da Vinci.

Matthew also bent down and introduced himself, "Master Da Vinci, I am Matthew."

"The king sent you here?"

"Yes."

"He wants me to paint your portrait?"

Da Vinci asked the only woman present.

"Forehead……"

Clara froze for a moment, then realized that Da Vinci mistook her for the king's lover.

But this cannot be blamed on Da Vinci.

In history, Francois I was the protector of many great artists including Da Vinci, and he was also a romantic and passionate man who had many lovers in his life.

What's more, in order to impress Da Vinci, Clara wore luxurious clothes that only court nobles could wear in this era.

Although the dresses of Matthew and the doctor are relatively simple, they are also standard court dress.

"Master, you misunderstood. We came here just to express our admiration and love for you, and we dare not trouble you to draw portraits for us."

Matthew said humbly.

"But I want to make a portrait of you."

Da Vinci looked at Matthew and said calmly: "On your face, I saw the balance of darkness and light. This is a very rare beauty. I must record all this with a brush."

"But……"

"I know who you are..." Da Vinci said, "Early when I was a little boy, I have often seen creatures similar to you, vivid and natural, completely different from the murals in the church."

"you……"

Matthew gasped.

Da Vinci had already discovered his identity as a demon.

Immediately afterwards, Da Vinci sat up and signaled his apprentice to go out temporarily.

After the apprentice exited the room, he said slowly to the doctor and Clara: "You are not the king's envoys, you are from the future."

"Uh..." Clara was stunned again.

The doctor thought for a while and asked, "Since you have seen that we are not the king's envoys, we are from the future, why didn't you expose it immediately when your apprentice brought us in?"

"Because I know you have no ill intentions toward me."

Da Vinci looked at the table full of suspected magic tools: "As you can see, I am a musician, architect, inventor, poet, painter, and also a magician. As early as you knocked on the door When I was born, my magic items began to show me your true origins. Of course, because of my limited ability, I can't see exactly which point in the future you came from."

"Unbelievable! Da Vinci turned out to be a magician!"

Clara's eyes widened in surprise.

Although she knew that in Da Vinci's time, many of his whims were considered to be the work of magicians.

"Are you surprised? But the Da Vinci I am familiar with is indeed a magician..." Matthew said, "In fact, I have a friend who is a descendant of Da Vinci."

The friend Matthew said was Zatanna.

Da Vinci did not refute Matthew's words.

Although he had almost no interest in women and had no children in his life, his father married many times and had many heirs except Da Vinci.

What's more, he is now burning with burning interest in Matthew.

By candlelight, he looked at Matthew carefully, trying to engrave the young and handsome lines into his mind: "Your beauty conforms to the harmony and symmetry of nature, but it exudes man-made ghostly strangeness. What kind of existence are you? Why does your beauty fascinate me so much but I can't find the source at all..."

"Maybe because I'm a real devil."

Matthew sincerely told Da Vinci.

Da Vinci smiled knowingly upon hearing this.

"I have a demon friend," he said, "I met him when I was a child, in a cave. The cave was dark and deep, and it was said that there lived monsters in it. I was so scared that I dared not go near it." , but at the same time I was afraid, there was a strange curiosity in my heart that drove me. Finally, I walked into the dark cave and met my demon friend—"

"Crowley?"

Matthew grabs white...

Da Vinci: "You know the name?"

"He's my friend too."

Matthew said half-truth.

The doctor added: "It was Crowley's suggestion to travel through time to visit you here."

"why?"

Da Vinci was a little surprised: "Why did he let you travel through time to visit me, but he... because he didn't want to see me who lost my youth?"

"No, he didn't come to see you simply because he had other things to deal with."

Matthew paused: "It's very important."

"All right……"

Da Vinci and Crowley obviously had a complicated past. After hearing Matthew's explanation, the old man was not only not angry, but also showed a sincere smile: "How long do you plan to stay here?"

"This one……"

The doctor hesitated.

Clara asked: "Master, how long do you want us to stay here?"

"I?"

Da Vinci looked at Matthew with piercing eyes: "I want to draw a portrait of you."

"but--"

"Human brushes cannot paint the appearance of demons, but I still want to try, in the last days of my life."

"Master, you..."

Clara's voice trembled with fright at what Da Vinci's words hinted at.

Da Vinci nodded frankly, and said: "I am old, and every time I close my eyes, I can hear the footsteps of death. It is getting closer and closer to me, and I can smell its decay."

"You are a magician, you have countless ways to cheat death, don't you?"

Clara looked earnestly at Da Vinci.

"It's useless, for everyone in the world, death can only be delayed and cannot be avoided..." Da Vinci said with a smile, "As early as when I was born, death was standing behind me, it doesn't matter Follow me slowly. When I walk, it walks slowly. When I stop, it walks slowly. It never stops. One day, death will catch up with me and take me away forever."

"But you actually have the ability to cheat death—"

"There is a price to be paid for cheating."

Da Vinci said calmly: "But if the one who deceives death is to draw the perfection in my heart, I don't mind paying a heavy price for this deception, and you, the one who really makes me have the urge to deceive death beautiful."

"I……"

Matthew felt a shudder.

In order to find out the relationship between Da Vinci and the ancient Egyptian magician and the real place where Da Vinci was buried, he did not hesitate to deceive the Time Lord to take him to Amboise, France in the early sixteenth century to meet Da Vinci in his later years , but Da Vinci—

Could it be that our time travel resulted in the absence of Da Vinci's bones in the coffin buried in the small auditorium? !