leading to the throne

Chapter 82 Red Eyes
These words were like a sharp knife, piercing deeply into Dr. Calvin's heart, making his hands and feet tremble, but he didn't know how to answer.

At this moment, he finally understood why his mentor would stop him at the last moment.

But there is no regret medicine in the world.

I thought it was an opportunity to make friends with the elites of the New World, but unexpectedly, it became my own Waterloo.

Now, what Calvin is most worried about is that this defeat will not only affect his evaluation in the New World, but also bring about more public opinion turmoil.

"I……"

He was trying to justify nothing.

But Luo Saida didn't intend to give him a chance to explain. He turned his head and said to the woman in business attire, "Contact the next one."

"The next one, it's no longer the Clovis people, it's the Belu Sauron people in the north, it may take four or five days."

"Forget it. With this time, the healers from the New World have already arrived. Let's take the medicine and delay it, although it will cause great damage to the body." Lockesida waved his hand and glanced at Calvin, "You are still doing it here. What? Get out of here! With your level, it’s nothing if you just come here and leave after the treatment fails. But you said so many unrealistic things before the start, which gave me special expectations and It brings a special disappointment! Kerryman, take him away! I don't want to see this man again!"

"As you wish." The silver-haired Kleeman bowed slightly to Loxaida, and then said to Calvin whose hands and feet were trembling: "Let's go, doctor, we will send you back."

"I..." Calvin didn't want to leave, but he could feel the executive director's loathing for him, so he couldn't help being led out by Kerryman. When he got to the door, he seemed to think of something, and then Wanting to say a name, he wanted that person to come here and experience failure.

But before the words were out of his mouth, he was interrupted by the ringtone of Luo Saida's cell phone.

"Hey."

Roxeda glanced at the notification of the incoming call, answered it casually, and then showed surprise on his face.

"What thesis?"

At the door, the silver-haired Kleeman stopped in his tracks, while Calvin, who was about to speak, seemed to be gagged suddenly.

They all guessed something.

"Are you kidding me?" Loxeda then said into the phone: "Research on demonic diseases? A Clovis man? You mean, his academic level and understanding of demonic diseases have caught up with the Valdesena?"

"It's not catching up," the voice on the phone was low and hoarse, "it's surpassing to a certain extent! At least in the part of feature induction, he is ahead of the Federation. On this point, "Global Medicine" related The several reviewers of the paper have given assurances, and you know their status in the circle! Now, the influence of that paper has not exploded, and only a small number of people in the New World know it, but it is only a matter of time before it spreads faster, and it will soon Soon more people will take notice of the author, and for now, your position is an advantage."

"Are you sure you're not joking?" Roxeda asked again. "A Clovis."

"You are suspected of racial discrimination. I remember telling you that for the sake of future plans, you should pay attention to restraint!" The person on the phone said, pulling the topic back, "So, you are recycling the experiment As a result, while looking for the lost list, we must also find the author of this paper, Colin Varland, and bring it back to the Federation."

Luo Saida nodded, with a look of surprise on his face, as if seeing a talking monkey, he said: "I understand, but I still can't believe it, by the way, what's the name of that person you said."

"Colin Varlin."

"It sounds familiar, yes, I remember it!"

Soon, he hung up the phone and looked at the woman in professional attire: "Milinda, I remember someone recommended Colin Varland before, saying that he is a good therapist, so don't delay any longer, let Kerry Man brought him."

"Ok."

At the door, Calvin's complexion changed dramatically, his eyes were blood red from anger and jealousy, but he dared not say a word.

The silver-haired Kleeman narrowed his eyes, with a faint smile on his face.

"This is the museum, do you need a ticket, I have cheap ones here."

A childish voice sounded, and the little boy wearing a newsboy hat said to Ke Lin.

In the era without smart phones and navigation maps, it is still a lot of effort to find a place that has not been to. Even if Colin walks away with a city map from the office, he is still blind when he gets to the street. He can’t drive the whole time. Seeing eye run?

So, he enlisted the help of a newspaper boy, not for free, of course.

"Thank you kid, but I think I'll just buy a ticket and go in normally."

After paying the agreed 2 crowns to the newspaper boy, Colin walked up the steps of the museum, but unexpectedly the child ran over again.

"Sir, I can also work as a part-time commentator for a very low fee of two crowns."

"But we have to count the entrance fee." Ke Lin shook his head. He was not invited this time, but followed the letter to investigate. But at the same time, he knew very well that the other party did not do anything special He left the address on the envelope, in fact, he also had a certain amount of thought, of course he would not bring a bottle of oil.

"I don't need a ticket, well, I'm going to be active around here, if you change your mind, you can come to me at any time."

After saying goodbye to the children, Ke Lin spent 10 crowns to buy a tour ticket and walked into this unique building.

The Bolsenburg Museum is located in the north of the city. From a distance, it looks like three stacked triangles with a very abstract shape.

However, the interior layout of the museum is quite traditional, divided into several main exhibition areas.

The most content is about how Bolsenburg, as a marginal city in the central Clovis region, cooperated with the construction of the capital in the past. Simply put, it is the people that Desai City does not want, she wants, and Desai City does not want industries , she bears, she handles the pollution of Desay City, and she provides what Desay City needs.

"It's miserable."

In addition, it is the introduction of humanities and industries.

But looking at it, Colin became puzzled. He felt that as a museum, this museum was missing an important section.

"What about the history part? Since it is a museum, the introduction of humanities and modern industries is of course necessary, but what is more important, isn't it the history of a city?"

Because there were very few people in the museum, and Ke Lin refused the paid commentary service provided by the ticket office, it was very difficult to find someone to ask.

Fortunately, he wasn't here to visit the museum, so he wasn't in a hurry to answer his doubts. He just opened his left eye from time to time, and finally found an exhibition area in a corner——

"Old Metropolitan Hall".

Looking at the name, he couldn't help but think of a piece of information he had heard in the Hall of All Souls——

"Fort Bolsen, once the capital of Sartre."

After a slight pause in his footsteps, Colin thought for a moment and walked towards the exhibition hall.

Compared with other spacious exhibition halls, the old capital hall occupies a small area, and there are few detailed introductions about the things inside, as if it doesn't want people to know at all.

However, from the limited information, it is not difficult for Colin to deduce the context of the city's past.

Just when he had almost figured out the history of the city, a voice came from behind him——

"The history of this city can be traced back to more than 1000 years ago. The original Clovis and Belusauron in the north, and the north of Piesania in the southeast, all belong to the same kingdom. After the kingdom prospered, it was passed down to three bloodlines, and the vast territory was thus divided into three."

"The part on the west is the prototype of Clovis; the part on the northeast is the predecessor of Beru Sauron. The kingdom in the middle, from the northern coast, runs through the old continent, and reaches the southern coast, occupying the most affluent land. When the family was first separated, the most powerful of the three kingdoms was called Losarnia, and that was the predecessor of the Sart kingdom."

"The kingdom was divided several times, and finally became a landlocked country, sandwiched between the North Shore Lowlands, Clovis, and Belusauron, gradually declining, and finally annexed by Clovis. The capital of the kingdom was completely destroyed, leaving only the west part of the city, which is today Bolsenburg."

Colin followed the sound and saw a tall, handsome man in a suit.

The man has black shattered hair, a tall nose, and a pair of scarlet eyes.

　The next update should be around twelve o'clock.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)