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

This is not the first time the doctor has encountered such a thing. He knows that this kind of thing usually happens because time is locked by a higher level of power, prohibiting time machines like TARDIS from intervening in modification.

Why is this happening?

Who locked this time slot?

Why lock up?

The doctor's gaze fell on the oil painting that Da Vinci had destroyed with paint and sharp objects.

Obviously, the mysterious higher-level power tried to use the locked time period to ensure that the content of Da Vinci's oil painting was not leaked. The fact that Da Vinci suffered a stroke and became paralyzed immediately after destroying the oil painting was probably due to this higher-level power There is an inevitable connection.

So--

What did Da Vinci paint in one year and one month?

The doctor walked to the easel and tried to put together the fragmented canvas, but Matthew said, "It's useless. His students have been trying for a day and a night, but they haven't come up with any results."

"How could it be impossible to spell the result?"

"Because Da Vinci not only smeared the canvas with paint, cut it with a sharp object, but threw the fallen pieces into the fireplace." Matthew said, "He didn't want anyone to see the content of this painting."

"This……"

Clara was stunned: "Why did the master do this?"

"I don't know." Matthew replied with a wry smile.

Clara: "The master spent a whole year painting the oil painting. For such a long time, someone must have seen the half-finished product in the studio. Maybe we can..."

"Sorry, when Da Vinci painted this oil painting, he specially prepared a magic curtain for the oil painting to ensure that no one can see the half-finished painting before he finishes it."

"Uh..." After listening to Matthew's explanation, Clara felt that her hair was frizzy.

Da Vinci's behavior was so weird and unreasonable that she began to suspect——

The doctor said that Matthew is not from Earth, and the doctor does not know which planet Matthew is from, what race...

The oil painting destroyed by Da Vinci depicts Matthew in Da Vinci's eyes...

This year, Da Vinci and Matthew are together...

The more Clara thought about it, the more trembling she felt, the unknown fear clinging to her back, so that when she looked at Matthew, she couldn't feel anything but the creeps, and there was even an illusion in front of her eyes, as if Matthew's handsome face would disappear in a second. Alienated into an inhuman monster.

"PhD……"

The more she thought about it, the more frightened Clara grabbed the doctor's hand: "Let's go out and talk."

"it is good……"

The doctor saw that Clara was restless, and walked out of the room with her: "What's going on? You seem to be in a bad state?"

"me……"

Clara tried her best to calm down: "Doctor, is it possible that Matthew is the cause of the series of strange things that happened to Master Da Vinci?"

"It's possible."

"Then we..."

Clara took a deep breath: "Should we stay and find the truth?"

"Are you worried that I'll run away?"

"I--"

"Clara, you are my incredible girl, how could I leave you alone, but I don't want you to suspect and investigate Matthew."

"why?"

Clara looked at the doctor puzzled: "Why don't you want me to suspect and investigate Matthew? He is directly related to a series of strange things that happened to Master Da Vinci!"

"I don't know how to explain to you why I want you to trust Matthew, because it's an instinct, like a fish can swim and a bird can fly, and I'm as aware of Matthew and the series of events surrounding the painting as you are. There is a direct connection to the weirdness, but I cannot doubt Matthew, and there is a powerful force deep inside me that forbids me to do so."

"That doesn't mean..."

"Trust me, okay?"

The doctor looked at Clara sincerely.

Clara had to admit defeat: "Okay. I accept your suggestion and try not to suspect and investigate Matthew. But if I can't control myself, you must not be angry with me."

"thanks, thanks!"

The doctor was ecstatic to get Clara's affirmative answer.

Clara's heart sank involuntarily, sinking deeper and deeper, almost falling into unfathomable darkness.

She decided to act on her own.

……

"Matthew, do you have time?"

The next morning, Clara knocked on Matthew's room and said to Matthew, who was having breakfast at the sunny table, "I want to talk to you in private."

"What are you talking about?" Matthew said accompanying him.

Clara: "This isn't the right place."

"Then please wait."

While speaking, Matthew had already put the last sip of fried egg into his mouth. After swallowing, he wiped his mouth and stood up: "Clara, where do you want to go?"

"The scenery in Amboise is very good, we might as well take a walk."

"it is good……"

Matthew picked up his coat and followed Clara out of the room into the picturesque Amboise.

It is the turn of spring and summer, the most beautiful season of the year. The aristocratic castles, which are brightly colored like fairy tales, are decorated with different shades of green. Beautiful ladies walk around with lace umbrellas, and the well-built The European-style gardens complement each other and are so beautiful.

Clara was in no mood to enjoy the scenery.

She stared at Matthew firmly: "Do you know that you are not human?"

"I know." Matthew said, "When I first met you, I already said that I am a demon, not a human being."

"Then have you ever thought that Master Da Vinci's series of abnormal behaviors are all due to you?"

"Da Vinci dared to be friends with demons as early as his childhood. When he saw me, he saw that I was a demon. He knew how to deal with demons safely."

"So you don't think Master Da Vinci's abnormal behavior..."

"Clara, you asked me out on a date just to ask this?"

"Isn't that enough?"

Clara looked at Matthew anxiously: "Your existence is very dangerous! It may threaten the doctor's life! This is something I absolutely do not allow!"

"I see."

Matthew looked down in thought.

Clara watched intently.

Under the sunlight, Matthew's cheeks seemed to glow, but this gleaming beauty could only make her feel an unforgettable coldness.

Why is this happening?

The more Clara thought about it, the more uneasy she felt, and subconsciously took two steps back, not daring to look at Matthew's face again.

result--

Stepped on the stone behind him.

"what!"

A foothold is unstable, and it is about to fall.

Fortunately, Matthew reacted in time, grabbed Clara's hand, and stopped the falling trend: "Are you all right?"

"I……"

Clara stood firm and shook off Matthew in embarrassment: "I doubt you, why are you still saving me?"

"Don't you want me to leave you alone?"

Matthew looked at Clara speechlessly.

He knows that Clara likes the doctor, so he has a special desire to protect the doctor, but just because he finds out that he is not human and may have something to do with a series of recent events, he thinks that he will hurt the doctor and draw a line with him. too--

Diode thinking.

"I'm not human, but that doesn't mean I'm evil..." Matthew said, "I want to know the truth about a series of unusual things that happened to Master Da Vinci just like you."

"You really don't know why?"

Clara looked at Matthew, trying to find signs of lying on his face.

"If I am the cause of Master Da Vinci's abnormal behavior, I must now take measures to ensure that my harm to Master Da Vinci will not be discovered by the current King of France, instead of standing here and explaining to you in vain. "

"What you said makes sense."

Clara reluctantly accepted Matthew's explanation.

Although she still suspects that Matthew has a direct relationship with the recent series of events.

……

Returning from the "walk", the doctor told the two of them good news.

Da Vinci finally woke up.

"After drinking the medicinal soup sent by the king, the teacher's condition has improved significantly." Da Vinci's student said to the three worriedly, "but now he can't speak normally, and his fingers... and... Pick up a paintbrush and continue creating..."

Having said this, the student burst into tears.

An artist still has the inspiration to create but loses his creative hands. This is a more painful torture than death!

"Calm down. Aging is an unavoidable reality for human beings. Master Da Vinci is just heading towards the doomed end of human destiny..."

Matthew tries to comfort da Vinci's student.

The student choked up and said: "Mr. Matthew, I know what you said is true, and I have always done well...but when this day comes, I still...still can't accept it...I...I always thought he would Always full of energy...he...he..."

The students were already crying.

Seeing this, Matthew patted the student on the shoulder and walked into Da Vinci's room.

The Doctor and Clara followed closely behind.

The sun shines through the window and shines on Da Vinci's bedside.

Compared to a year ago, he was much older, and his eyes had lost their luster.

Thinking that this unique all-rounder in human history is about to end her life, Clara's tears flowed down uncontrollably.

Da Vinci, who was already unable to speak normally, tried his best to smile, and raised his finger to signal them to come closer.

Matthew and Clara walked in front of Da Vinci.

The Doctor stood behind them.

Da Vinci looked at the three of them and smiled with difficulty: "I...I..."

"Master, what do you want to say?"

Clara looked earnestly at Da Vinci.

Da Vinci just looked at Matthew intently, his eyes penetrated time and space, looked at the older and purer reality that did not belong to this era or even this world, and said slowly: "I can teach you... I have taught you everything. You... but Black Crystal and I... I don't know why... Maybe it's just fate that brought you here in this way... I... I..."

"Master, you will recover! You will recover and continue to create! You..."

Clara spoke sincerely.

Da Vinci shook his head: "Death is waving to me."

Then Da Vinci said to Matthew: "Death seems to be very interested in you."

"Because I died once?" Matthew asked.

Da Vinci did not answer this question.

He had just woken up and talked so much that he was tired and wanted to lie down and rest.

Clara, Matthew, and the Doctor left the room together and stood amidst the deep green of late spring.

"I'm sorry for doubting you..." Clara said, "but I won't stop doubting you just because it might offend you, because I want to know the truth of the matter."

"I understand your contradiction."

Matthew looked at the doctor: "Can you tell me?"

"what?"

"who I am."

"I……"

"You are a time lord. Your hometown's technological civilization far exceeds that of the earth, and it is even the most advanced in the entire universe. If you don't even know who I am, I can only ask God for the answer." Matthew sincerely said.

The doctor was already interested in who Matthew was. Seeing that Matthew was eager to get an answer, he replied, "I don't know who you are, but I can be sure that you are not from Earth. You come from..."

"Where am I from?" Matthew asked eagerly.

When he was alive as a human, he was an orphan. Although he had kind and pious adoptive parents, the abnormalities that happened around him made him wonder where he came from.

What's more, Lucifer just admitted some time ago that he is not as ordinary as he thought, and when he has the ability to enter universe 666, he will know who he is.

"I don't know..." the doctor said shyly, "After we separated from you in the parallel world, I carefully analyzed your situation and can be 100% sure that you are not from Earth, and your real identity has a special relationship with time. So you can drive Janu who can see the past and the future at the same time, something that even the Time Lords can't do."

"In this case, can you provide some clues about my real identity?"

"It's hard."

The Doctor looked at Matthew sympathetically.

Having lived for thousands of years, he understands Matthew's desire to know who he is.

pity--

"In the short term, I cannot provide you with valuable advice."

"All right……"

Matthew pretended to be open-minded and smiled, then turned to Clara and said, "Actually, I want to know who I am more than you do."

"Sorry, I apologize for my attitude," Clara whispered.

Matthew smiled slightly, walked into Da Vinci's magic workshop, looked at the magic books on the bookshelf, and said to himself: "These magic books have not been handed down to future generations, at least Zatanna did not learn the magic books recorded magic."

"You can bring them back to later generations..." the doctor suggested, "If you are really someone who can't see through even the time lord as I expected, then you must be able to do things that the time lord cannot do."

"I……"

"How do you know you can't do it if you don't try?"

Clara looked at Matthew enthusiastically: "Even if the action fails, you can still write down the part that is in your mind."

"You're right!"

Inspired by Clara's words, Matthew decided to catch Tadis and bring Da Vinci's magic book back to the 21st century, and hand it to Zatanna who helped him many times.

Just when he was about to put it into practice——

blah blah blah!

The chaotic sound of horseshoes sounded.

A large group of people came to Da Vinci's residence. The leader was a tall and burly man with luxurious clothes. He was Da Vinci's patron, King Francois I of France.

……

Francois I, who lost his father when he was young, loved Leonardo Da Vinci deeply, and regarded this all-rounder as his spiritual father. Hearing that Master Da Vinci finally woke up from a coma, he immediately rode his horse to visit him .

He threw the whip to the court jester at the side, walked into the room quickly, and sat beside Da Vinci who woke up again: "Master, is your health better?"

"My time... I... I..."

Da Vinci looked up and looked at Matthew and the others who were blocked by the king's attendants: "Let him in...let Matthew come here...I...I have something...I have something..."

"Let Matthew enter the house, and everyone else will stop outside!"

Following the king's order, the attendants led Matthew in.

Matthew wanted to salute the king, but the king beckoned him to come quickly: "He is very weak now, and he needs you."

"Yes, Your Royal Highness."

Matthew came in front of Da Vinci, knelt down on one knee, and held Da Vinci's wrinkled hands: "Teacher, I am here, I have always been here..."

"I'm not your teacher...I'm not qualified to teach you...I'm not even...no way...no..."

Da Vinci obviously had something very important to tell Matthew, but he was too weak to bring out the crucial secret and had to repeat it over and over in vain.

Seeing this, Matthew took the initiative to kiss Da Vinci's hands: "Teacher, no matter what the truth is, I will always be your student, and I will always respect you as the only existence."

Resurrected as a demon by the First Fallen, he could not maintain his belief in God, but he could not expose his identity as a pagan in front of King François, so he could only be fooled by the vague "only existence".

Da Vinci understood what Matthew said.

He was almost able to outline Matthew's soul essence with a paintbrush, and he looked at the young man tenderly: "Matthew... I am very lucky... to be able... to be your guide... unfortunately... time is still... ..."

"teacher--"

"Listen to me."

Da Vinci firmly held Matthew's hand: "About ancient Egypt... I am very yearning... But I... After I die, all my magic books will belong to you... Don't leave them behind... This era... ...This era can't accommodate them...and my diary, the relevant content must be disposed of..."

"Master, I love you so much, how could I—"

Francis I tried to reassure da Vinci.

Da Vinci smiled wryly and said, "King...you love me...you will ignore my blasphemous beliefs and keep my notes...but your descendants...they may not...not necessarily..."

"I understand."

Francois I looked at Matthew sadly: "Take away all the magic books of the master, and don't leave any of them behind. No matter in this world or in future generations, no one is allowed to damage the master in the name of witchcraft and heretics." reputation!"

"As you wish, Your Majesty the King." Matthew replied in a low voice.

Francois I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He asked his entourage to go to the magic workshop with Matthew to sort out the items, intentionally burying the secret that Da Vinci was a pagan magician forever.

Seeing this, Clara and the doctor followed into the magic workshop.

They understood what François I was thinking.

Although the evaluation of Leonardo da Vinci by later generations is a unique all-rounder, when Da Vinci was still alive, the mainstream society usually regarded him as a painter, architect and weirdo with countless whimsical ideas.

If these people know that Da Vinci studied magic and was a powerful magician——

Not even the power of a king could perfectly protect da Vinci.

only--

With the assistance of the king's attendants, the three quickly sorted the items in the magic workshop into boxes, and planned to move them to the Tardis to bring them back to the 21st century after the attendants left, but suddenly there was a message from outside. Bad news——

Da Vinci is dead!

In the arms of the king!

"This--"

Clara was stunned: "I remember that the history books said that François I was not present when Master Da Vinci died! In order to make up for this regret, Francois I asked several court painters to paint Da Vinci's death. The oil painting in his arms! Why now..."

"Is not it good?"

The doctor asked Clara back: "Failing to accompany Da Vinci to the last moment has always been considered the greatest regret of François I in his life. Now it has been proved that there is no regret. ? Finch's side until the last moment."

"But……"

Clara always felt that something was wrong, as if—

Somewhere, an invisible hand is controlling and revising the established history.

However, wouldn't modifying the established history lead to a time paradox?

The more Clara thought about it, the more worried she became, and she looked at the doctor uneasily.

The doctor obviously had his own plans. Even though Clara watched him anxiously and worriedly, he was as easy as ever, and said to Matthew, whose eyes were twinkling with sadness, "What do you plan to do next?"

"Attend his funeral and witness his final journey."

"Really?"

"When the funeral is over, we'll go back to the 21st century."

Speaking of this, Matthew suddenly asked: "Can you go back to the half hour after you left this time?"

"Of course." The doctor replied very positively.

Matthew smiled, looking preoccupied.

……

Because of Da Vinci's strong request during his lifetime, King Francois I held a warm, small and exquisite funeral for Da Vinci. Apart from the king's family, the only attendees were the students who had been with Da Vinci all the time.

The funeral was presided over by a venerable cardinal.

In the chapel built by Leonardo da Vinci during his lifetime, people held white lilies to mourn the great Da Vinci with a heavy heart, and sprinkled flowers on his coffin.

Shengle was solemn and solemn, but Matthew was a little absent-minded.

Because he found that the coffin buried in the chapel was empty, and Da Vinci's body was not in it.

More precisely, Da Vinci did not die!

With the help of the king, the great magician deceived all present by unknown means.

It's no wonder that in the 21st century, after I entered the chapel where Da Vinci is said to be buried with a black crystal, the crystal did not respond.

The truth is so simple and...

Matthew, who discovered the truth, waited for Da Vinci's "funeral" to end, and immediately returned with the doctor and Clara to half an hour after they left with Da Vinci's magic book with the Tadis.