Chapter 2145 Doubts and Suspicions <TOC> Chapter 2147 Bloodline Bottle and Witch Soup
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Angel carefully observed for a moment, comparing what he had heard before, and was certain in his heart that this was indeed an inscription.
After confirming this, Angel finally understood why his mental power had swept over the castle before but was unable to detect this place.
The concealing ability of an inscription is extremely strong. In fact, specialized inscriptions can even deceive the World Will to a certain extent, allowing beings from other worlds to smuggle into this one, which is quite remarkable.
Although he had confirmed the presence of the inscription, a new question arose: “Why is there an inscription here?”
Under the almost stringent control of the Extreme Sect, Inscription Literature was hardly spread in the Southern Region. Those who understood Inscription Literature were even rarer.
Now, an inscription, extremely rare even in the Wizarding World, appeared in a mundane territory, which puzzled Angel.
Perhaps the answer lay within the inscription?
Although Angel was not versed in Inscription Literature, he had a way to activate the inscription and enter the space that might exist behind it.
But should he activate it now?
The presence of the inscription here, and the suspected existence of an Inscription Space, meant there were definitely secrets inside, and the answers he was curious about might be found there. He might even gain some benefits.
However, after pondering for a moment, Angel decided to temporarily forgo activating the inscription.
After all, this place was once Little Seim’s home. Since his maternal family was no longer here, the items here belonged to him. And since Little Seim knew about the inscription, it meant that if there was something valuable inside, it should belong to him.
Angel still had his own opportunities to digest and felt no need to compete with a child for his family’s inheritance.
If there was something he needed, he would exchange it for something of equal value after Little Seim came out.
If Little Seim couldn’t come out, it indicated that the inscription space was dangerous, and it was a choice he made himself, for which he must be responsible.
Having made his decision, Angel no longer paid attention to the inscription but quietly admired the art pieces in the secret room.
About a quarter of an hour later, Little Seim’s figure reappeared in the secret room.
In Angel’s view, Little Seim’s attire was still the same as when he entered: a gray coarse linen waistcoat and tattered long pants. However, some things had changed, such as Little Seim’s expression, which was confused and hesitant before entering but now was uncontrollably excited; and there was a hint of something extraordinary on him, like a faint scent of a soul.
“Is it the aura of a soul? Is there a soul behind the inscription?” Angel muttered, “But the aura is very faint, not like that of a real soul.”
Angel, after all, was not a soul wizard. He shook his head and did not think further, waiting for Little Seim to come out.
He had already seen Little Seim leaving the inscription space and running towards the castle gate.
Soon, Little Seim, panting, arrived at the castle gate.
He first carefully looked around, confirming there were no ghosts present, then stepped out of the gate and approached Angel with a respectful salute.
“Mr. Pat, I, I… I saw Queen Lorraine in the castle!” Little Seim’s face was flushed with excitement, and his eyes sparkled brightly.
“Oh?” Angel was also surprised, not expecting Little Seim’s first words to be about Queen Lorraine, who had been dead for a long time: “Was she a soul?”
Little Seim shook his head: “I don’t know if it was the Queen’s soul, but I saw her walk out of a painting and talk to me.”
Angel: “From a painting?”
“Ah, I was in a strange space and saw that painting. In the painting was Queen Lorraine, and she spoke many words to me!” Little Seim looked extremely excited, meeting an ancestor and even conversing with her, made him so thrilled that he completely ignored the terror of the ghostly castle.
“A strange space…” Angel murmured softly.
“Yes, it was a strange space that exists on a wall. I heard some secrets about this space from my mother when I was a child, but I was foolish then and did not take it to heart. Just now, I went to my mother’s room, suddenly remembered this secret, and then tried it out. And I really went in!”
Angel carefully observed Little Seim, a mysterious light flowing in his eyes.
In the mental vision perception, Little Seim’s emotions were genuine, and so were his words.
This surprised Angel. He had originally thought that Little Seim would conceal the matters of the secret chamber and the inscription space. Unexpectedly… he told him everything directly.
“Is it appropriate for you to tell me your family’s secret just like that?” Angel asked softly.
“This is already a matter from many years ago, Queen Lorraine didn’t ask me to keep it a secret, why can’t I speak of it?” Little Seim paused, sincerely said, “Besides, it was Mr. Pat who saved my life, it was Mr. Pat who brought me to this castle, and also eliminated the ghosts, allowing me to enter smoothly. All these are Mr. Pat’s merits. Telling Mr. Pat this secret, even if Queen Lorraine knows, she definitely won’t scold me.”
Little Seim’s honesty and sincerity, Angel could feel. This seemed to make his previous baseless speculations about Little Seim somewhat too worldly.
Angel pondered for a moment: “What did she say to you?”
Little Seim didn’t notice the complexity in Angel’s eyes, still immersed in his excitement and eagerness, quickly said, “She told me some secrets of the Saint Seim Family…”
Little Seim excitedly spoke about the family’s secret history, and Angel listened for a while, which was basically about internal and external struggles, similar to many noble secret histories.
After listening for a while, there wasn’t much useful information.
Noticing Mr. Pat’s furrowed brows, Little Seim, very attentive to details, realized that the other party might not be interested in hearing this kind of royal secret history.
Thinking about it, after all, Mr. Pat is a transcendent being, the power struggles in a mortal family, in his eyes, are probably like children playing house, right?
With this thought, Little Seim paused his excited narration of the family’s secret history: “Queen Lorraine said, her biggest regret in life was that she only found out about a broader world beyond the Central Empire just before her death. I asked her about that broad world, she told me, it was the world of wizards.”
“Mr. Pat, you… Are you a wizard?”
Angel nodded: “Yes.”
A ‘just as I thought’ expression appeared on Little Seim’s face, he paused and continued, “The queen told me, she left something for the descendants who could enter that strange space. Supposedly, these were given to her by a wizard she met before her death.”
Saying this, Little Seim took a deep breath, his eyes shining brightly as he looked at Angel: “I want to give these things to you, sir.”
Angel did not say he refused, nor did he say he accepted, but simply asked: “What are they?”
Little Seim shook his head: “I haven’t gone to see them yet. After Queen Lorraine disappeared, I came out.”
“Disappeared?”
“When Queen Lorraine was halfway through speaking, she said time was almost up, and she was about to disappear. Then she mentioned the things she left for me, and she returned to the painting. No matter how I called her, she did not respond.” Little Seim lowered his head, slightly disheartened.
Queen Lorraine in the painting? This feels a bit odd… Angel was silent for a moment: “Take me to see it.”
Little Seim nodded and said, “Okay, Mr. Pat, please follow me.”
…
Standing in the secret room filled with artworks, Little Seim pointed at the wall inscribed with patterns and said, “That is the entrance.”
“When I was young, my mother brought me here and said that there was a secret hidden in this pattern. Only when a suitable descendant of Saint Seim appears, and smears it with fresh blood, can the secret be glimpsed.” Little Seim continued, “However, after many generations, no so-called suitable one has appeared. My mother was not a suitable one either; when she brought me here, it was just to follow tradition, to see if I was the suitable one.”
Little Seim then said somewhat embarrassingly, “However, I was afraid of pain at that time and, while my mother wasn’t looking, I secretly smeared it with Subi’s blood… Subi was a large dog raised by my mother.”
“Of course, there was no response at that time. I just came here this time to try, and unexpectedly, I really entered a strange space. Does this mean I am the suitable one?” Little Seim asked with some doubt.
“Mr. Pat, do you know what a suitable one is?”
Angel pondered for a moment: “It should be some special substances in the genetic heritage of bloodlines, which must correspond to specific codes in the patterns. This might be what is called a suitable one, a kind of generational positioning for specific bloodlines.”
“Is that so?” Little Seim listened, somewhat confused, as if he understood but also as if there was a veil in between.
Looking at the inscriptions, Angel could actually activate them with his own power. But since this required a specific bloodline’s suitable one, it might have some defense mechanism. To avoid problems, Angel still let Little Seim do the activation.
Little Seim no longer dwelled on the issue of the suitable one, stepped forward, bit his fingertip, and smeared the blood on the inscriptions.
As soon as the blood touched the inscriptions, a dark red light surrounded Little Seim and Angel.
The next second, they appeared in a narrow room.
The room was small, with few things inside. In the center hung a portrait of Queen Lorraine, and below it was a locked deerskin iron box. In the upper right corner, there was a row of grooves that looked like isolated water pools dug out, but they were dry at the moment.
Other than that, there was nothing else.
Little Seim walked to the portrait and pointed, “It’s this painting. Before, Queen Lorraine crawled out from the painting and talked to me. But now, no matter how I call her, she doesn’t respond.”
To prove it, Little Seim stood in front of the painting and called the queen’s title like a fool, naturally to no response.
Angel’s gaze also landed on the painting.
It was a lifelike half-body portrait of an elderly lady, a master’s work for sure, and even one of the pinnacle art masters.
Most importantly, there seemed to be a kind of magic in the portrait, irresistibly drawing one to the lady inside.
Despite her gray hair and wrinkles covering her sagging skin, the inherent elegance made her stunningly beautiful.
A breathtaking beauty that lies in the bones rather than the skin.
Even Angel felt his heart skip a beat, which showed the beauty of the person in the painting… and the depth of the artist’s skill.
Angel could feel that it was an ordinary painting, but it had already developed a spirit, which now, however, had disappeared.
It’s likely that the spirit used all its power for the conversation with Little Seim.
“Is it a spirit? Not Queen Lorraine?” Little Seim, hearing Angel’s explanation, showed confusion in his eyes.
“Perhaps this spirit was born because of Queen Lorraine,” Angel said, gently touching the frame, slowly shifting his gaze to the lower right corner of the painting.
Then, he saw a name that was not surprising.
Von.
Angel whispered with a smile, “Just as I thought.”
He had heard of the famous Magic Painter, Mirafael Von, who once lived in a foreign art capital for a while. This art capital, even known to the people of Feran Continent, was none other than——Saint Seim City.
Therefore, when he heard Little Seim mention that Queen Lorraine emerged from the painting, his attention was not on Queen Lorraine, but on… the painting.
At that time, he vaguely had a premonition.
Now, seeing this familiar name, he was not surprised.
“What exactly?” Little Seim didn’t understand and looked at Angel.
“It’s nothing. The spirit in this painting, whether it is or isn’t Queen Lorraine, doesn’t matter. You just need to know that its existence itself is only to convey a message to you as her descendant. Since the message has been delivered, the spirit will naturally dissipate.”
Since the spirit in the painting had disappeared, Angel did not continue on this topic, but asked, “Did Queen Lorraine mention the painter when she spoke to you?”
Little Seim nodded, “She did. The one who painted this painting was the wizard whom Queen Lorraine met in her later years. It was also because of this wizard that Queen Lorraine knew that such a marvelous Wizarding World existed.”
“Right!” Little Seim pointed to the deerskin iron box below the painting, “The contents of this iron box were left to me by Queen Lorraine. Supposedly, they were also gifts from that wizard.”
As Little Seim spoke, he picked up the iron box and handed it to Angel, “This, I give to you, sir.”
Angel glanced at the iron box, which seemed ordinary, but the lock was engraved with inscriptions, obviously needing the Saint Seim bloodline to activate.
Although opening the lock required the Saint Seim bloodline, the iron box wasn’t made of anything particularly remarkable, and Angel could sense its contents through his mental power.
When he clearly saw what was inside, Angel’s expression became slightly strange.
“Are you sure you want to give this to me?” Angel asked, staring at Little Seim.
Little Seim nodded, “I am sure. I said before, I am very grateful for everything sir has done. If it weren’t for you, even if I came here, I wouldn’t have been able to deal with the ghosts outside, let alone get this box. Moreover, I might not have been able to make it here at all.”
“I have nothing to repay you with, mundane artworks probably won’t interest you. So, the only thing I can give in return is what’s inside this box.”
Angel asked again, “You’re going to give it to me without even seeing what’s inside?”
Little Seim scratched his head, “If I look, I’m afraid I won’t want to give it away.”
Angel looked deeply at Little Seim and finally shook his head with a laugh, “I don’t need what’s in here, it’s of no use to me.”
Little Seim was stunned, “It’s not an item for wizards? It’s useless to sir?”
Angel nodded, “Yes, it’s of no use to me. Don’t believe me? Open it and see for yourself what’s inside.”
Chapter 2145 Doubts and Suspicions <TOC> Chapter 2147 Bloodline Bottle and Witch Soup