Lord of Secrets

"Record!"

Every experience is a part of one's own history, and one's own trajectory is recorded all the time.

Ubemo understood that the moment he became a "recorder", he was constantly digesting the secret medicine. However, Ubemo felt that it was not that simple, because the digestion speed of each period of time was different.

When relaxing, the digestion speed was the slowest, but when he went to the Lena River Valley with Panlalo before, the speed became faster.

Thinking slowly, Ubemo suddenly felt that he understood a little difference.

History is also different. Some people are recorded and praised, just like Vikingbe, although it is a bad side, but it still leaves a strong trace.

And some people just participated in history, the kind of history that has no value, very bland. So this kind of "record" has no great value.

So only by promoting history and participating in some major events, can the secret medicine be digested faster.

This is forcing the "recorders" to keep making trouble... Ubemo suddenly felt a sense of malice.

Because when he understood this kind of thing, he had an urge to make trouble. It's like you are used to eating delicacies from mountains and seas, but suddenly you can only eat wild vegetables.

The digestion of secret medicine is a kind of poison for extraordinary people, which can give people a kind of spiritual stimulation.

When you understand that you can only eat delicious food by doing things, in order to eat delicious food, you can only do things constantly.

So, Ubemo has this feeling.

Although unlike other extraordinary people, if you don't know how to act, even the digestion of secret medicine will stagnate, but it will impose a kind of shackles on people.

And ruins like this are the best way to do things. If you participate in it, then this kind of history is very valuable for "recording".

Once you do this, it's almost like seeking death. Ruins are often a kind of forbidden area, which is full of dangers.

Thinking about this, Ubemo feels that he has a better way. He is an emperor. Although it is not known whether the recording value is based on secular history or the mysterious field? However, even if it is ordinary history, the policies he issued will have far-reaching effects, and even affect the mysterious field.

However, Ubemo is just thinking about it. He does not plan to return to Ferosa or issue policies through Rebettina for the time being. Every policy needs to be carefully considered, otherwise it will easily cause instability in the empire if the impact is too great.

Especially the policies targeting the mysterious field, which can easily go wrong if you are not careful.

Moreover, he has no idea of ​​being promoted too quickly for the time being. Each ability needs to be used continuously to become familiar with it, and then deepen the understanding of this position.

Moreover, being promoted too quickly can easily lead to loss of control.

This is because the transformation of the secret medicine is gradual. Although this process can be accelerated through role-playing, once it is too fast, it will lead to some hidden dangers.

Just like the drainage of river water, proper drainage can irrigate the surrounding fields, but once the speed is too fast, the river channel will be washed away, and the river water will flood the fields.

So, it’s not that he doesn’t want to be promoted directly. If possible, he even wants to become a god directly, but this is unrealistic.

Therefore, although the promulgation of a policy with a huge impact may allow him to receive feedback from history and digest the secret medicine directly, he still resisted this temptation.

At this time, he retracted these thoughts and walked towards the backyard of the castle.

He got some early information from the historical traces of the stone statue, but this part of the historical traces was very incomplete, so he wanted to find the real history.

As for the bloodstains, the historical traces on them had long been worn away, and there was no information. So he didn't know what happened at that time.

Ubemo was not very clear about the structure of the castle hundreds of years ago, but this kind of building, although a little bigger, would not be set up like a maze.

Find the location of the gate and go in the opposite direction, and you can almost find it.

However, Ubemo had a little doubt about whether the courtyard could still be entered. Now that the castle is underground, the courtyard should be covered by soil.

However, Ubemo could only try to take a look.

He opened the "history book" and immediately entered the "hidden" state.

More than ten minutes later, Ubemo came to a door, which should be the back door of the castle, leading to the courtyard. The shabby painted window next to the gate was filled with harder soil, "sealing" the castle underground.

Ubemo was a little disappointed, as the courtyard was obviously completely buried. However, he still came to the gate, removed the "hidden" function, and then held the handle and pulled the gate inward with a little force.

However, it seemed that it had not been opened for a long time, or it was stuck by soil and rocks, so Ubemo felt a little resistance.

But after a moment, Ubemo opened the double-leaf gate.

What appeared in front of Ubemo was black soil with some patterns on it, the same as the pattern on the gate, which looked like an earthen gate.

At this time, Ubemo felt that a short figure suddenly appeared next to him. She was about seven or eight years old, with gray hair, wearing a classical noble lady's dress, and holding a beautiful doll in her two small hands.

She opened her eyes with water and said, "Brother... Brother..."

Ubemo immediately looked at her vigilantly, took a step back, and held the "history record book" in his hand tightly.

After a moment, he said, "Who are you?"

However, the little girl looked at Ubemo, tears dripping from her eyes, with a hint of fear in her eyes, and she said in a weak voice: "Save me! I'm afraid of the dark!"

Ubemo gently said: "How can I save you?"

The little girl immediately put the puppet in her hand in front of her, with a hint of timidity in her eyes, and her little feet kept moving.

Ubemo looked at her quietly, and after a few seconds, he took the puppet in beautiful clothes from her hands.

Suddenly, the little girl's expression became ferocious.

Accompanied by this, the puppet's big eyes suddenly opened, and Ubemo felt a suction force, and then he seemed to come to a strange place.

The golden sunlight fell on the green giant courtyard, and a towering cherry tree grew in the shadow cast by the tall castle. The breeze blew and some pink cherry blossoms fell on the ground.

Ubemo felt as if he had come to the giant's residence, and all the scenes were slightly enlarged in his eyes.

Suddenly, Ubemo felt that his whole body could not move, as if he was imprisoned somewhere.

And he, like a doll, quietly lying under the cherry tree.

Ubemo's painted pupils quietly looked at the outside world, but there was no fear.

A few minutes later, Ubemo saw two children jumping towards him.

One of them was exactly the same as the little girl he had seen before, and the other was a little boy with gray hair and red eyes.

The two were very similar.

The two children in the illusion created by the twisted gargoyles when they entered the castle.

Vikingbe...

Ubemo was picked up by the little girl uncontrollably. She began to braid a flower headdress for Ubemo, while the little boy next to him showed a happy smile, tied the little girl's hair, and said: "Verona, I have seen Aunt Aina braid hair, I will braid it for you."

Verona pouted, put down the action in her hands, and said with dissatisfaction: "Vikingbe, wait until you learn it!"

But she did not stop Vikingbe's action.

Wigginbe looked at his masterpiece with a smile, and was a little embarrassed, and then said: "Call me brother, you are younger than me!"

"Besides, you said that if I give you Nana, you will call me brother."

Verona looked down at the doll in her arms, showed a pure smile, and then whispered: "Let you be my brother."

The little boy puffed out his chest, and then said confidently: "I am your brother, I will always protect you and Nana."

At this time, the maid not far away came trotting over and said: "Young master, Miss, Mrs. Shelinger urged you to eat."

Wigginbe pouted, put down the doll reluctantly, and then patted the doll's clothes, and then said: "Nana, you just stay under the cherry tree!"

...

Several days passed.

This day.

Wigginbe was sitting under the cherry tree with the doll in her arms, combing the doll's golden hair like rice ears with a small comb.

Wigginbe was led over by a man.

The man's face was a little difficult to see, but the other's facial features could be seen. At this time, he was wearing a black coat, and his hands exposed from his sleeves were a little pale.

Verona held the doll a little tighter, and she whispered to Viking: "Brother, is he the teacher that father found for you?"

Viking nodded fiercely, showing a proud expression: "Yes, the teacher is very powerful. I saw him just touch the wild boar and scared it to death."

The man standing next to them smiled and watched them not far away.

"I said, I will definitely protect you and become your knight!"

"Yeah!" Verona said softly.

Viking then came to the cherry tree and watched Verona pick up a beautiful and gorgeous little dress from the ground and put it on the doll.

Viking saw the dirty white socks and trotted away. But after a while, he came to Verona with new white socks, knelt on one knee on the ground, and put on white socks for her.

Verona immediately held the doll and turned around happily, and Viking gently took her hand and began to dance happily.

Verona smiled happily, and said to Vikingbei: "When I grow up, I will marry my brother, so that we can always be together..."

Vikingbei smiled brightly, and looked very bright under the golden sunlight, as if he was the sun hanging high in the sky.

The man stood beside him, with a strange smile.