I really only stop

"Lord Berendo, I haven't asked for advice yet. May I ask who this old Mr. Da Vinci is—"

"..."

Unexpectedly, the Holy Spearman would ask a question at this time. The two old men looked at each other. The Pope raised his teacup and kept silent. Instead, Da Vinci, who received his wink, took up the conversation:

"This is my mistake, old man. My name is Da Vinci. Because I am too smart and versatile, I have a lot of side jobs. The main job is probably [Almighty Artist]. If you see some super powerful buildings or artworks outside , nine times out of ten it came from me."

"As for the relationship between me and Berendo... things are too complicated. To put it simply, they are classmates."

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"Eh? Classmates... Are you classmates with Lord Berendo?!"

Unexpectedly, Da Vinci would give such an answer, Cocoa couldn't help exclaiming:

"I remembered! Master architect Da Vinci, the most beautiful chapel in the sanctuary is from you!"

"Ahaha~ Who told the old man Berendo to invite me here~"

Satisfied with Cocoa's adoring and respectful eyes, Da Vinci laughed heartily twice:

"At that time, the old man, I planned to go into seclusion, but since His Majesty personally invited me, I reluctantly came up with a plan for him."

"What [invitation in person], I saw a poor artist who had no job and couldn't even afford food, so I gave you this list."

Different from the friendly and easy-going impression of the past, in front of Da Vinci, the Pope always seems to have endless complaints:

"Cocoa, you'd better listen to half of what this old guy says and then believe half. The remaining three quarters are almost nonsense and lies."

"I'm so sad! How can you say that to me, old man!"

Da Vinci clutched his heart in pain, and Qianqian, who buried her head in the snack room, believed it was true when she saw the appearance of the black-robed grandfather, and stretched out her little hand to pat him on the back worriedly:

"Shouldn't the old classmates reunite after a long absence and cry bitterly and tell each other their hearts? With your venomous tongue, if Musta sees it--cough, I'm suddenly thirsty, so take it as if I didn't say what I said just now."

"……Um."

Unsurprised by the unnatural turn in Da Vinci's words, the Pope who fell silent also picked up the teacup, raised it to his lips and paused for a while, but did not open his mouth to drink.

It seems to have touched on a topic that cannot be said?

Cocoa on the side blinked her eyes, her little head spinning rapidly.

This old Mr. Leonardo Da Vinci is obviously an old acquaintance who has a very good relationship with the Pope. Although they seem to have been pinching each other since they met, the inadvertent tacit understanding between the two is terrifyingly high, which belongs to the book. The kind of super good relationship that 'you can understand what the other person is thinking with just one look'.

That being the case, why not just watch from the side?Maybe you can hear more gossip about the Pope——

"—Don't think about it, you child has written all his thoughts on his face, and he can't hide it at all."

Seeing through what Cocoa was thinking at a glance, the Pope gave a dry cough and reopened the topic:

"Da Vinci, it's true that you and I have not seen each other for a long time. It was fine in the past. You can roughly infer your trajectory from the mouths of the victims you dug around, but recently, you old man seems to be real. Lost track like 'disappeared' - where did you go? Why are you here?"

"To meet people, if it's not bad, you and I are here for [the same person]."

With a mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth, Da Vinci pointed to the ground—or the sky city itself:

"As for where I went, after reading the next thing, you may understand."

Chapter 573 The Book of Darkness

"……Book?"

Looking at something that Da Vinci took out from his arms with a strange expression, His Majesty the Pope clearly understood something:

"Are you going to write fake ancient books to deceive people? I warn you in advance, it is very wicked to mislead people's children by making up false knowledge."

"Go, go, if you want to say that you are misleading, your sanctuary ranks second, and no one in the world dares to rank first."

Da Vinci's expression was not as relaxed as that of the Pope. On the contrary, he handed the book in his hand to his old friend:

"Berendo, try it, can you understand the content of this book?"

"Aren't you known as the [Almighty Artist]? Why do you have to ask others to translate an ancient book now?"

Despite talking about it, seeing the attitude of his old friend, the Pope became serious and took the book in Da Vinci's hand:

"...Huh? The cover doesn't feel old, but it looks like the product before and after the last human-devil war."

As His Majesty Berendo saw, the book that Da Vinci handed over had a dark cover, not only without any decoration, but even without the most basic title, which looked very strange.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but when the book is placed flat on the table, there seems to be a black hole the size of a book on the flat table. If you don't pay attention, your eyes will be easily attracted by it.

"I also made the same judgment about the age of the book, but if you knew where I found this book, you wouldn't be so calm."

Gently waving at Berendo, and when the other party brought his ears closer, Da Vinci whispered:

"[Locked Elf Ruins]."

"I found this book in a completely closed elven ruin that no one has stepped on for at least a thousand years."

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"Elf ruins?"

Looking sideways, he signaled Cocoa to accompany Qianqian to eat snacks. After confirming that the Holy Spearman had gone far, Berendo frowned and looked at Da Vinci:

"There are often traps everywhere, and the concept of [space] becomes blurred there. Even if I go, I have to be more careful. What are you doing there?"

"It's not because of my irrepressible [hungry for knowledge]."

Helplessly knocking on his head, Da Vinci sighed:

"A certain kid accidentally asked me a huge puzzle. The more I pursued it, the more I felt that there was a lot of fog behind it. I searched all the way to the past, and finally even connected to the [Glorious Age] ten thousand years ago—you I know, when it comes to materials and collections in this area, it is estimated that there are not as many elves as immortals in the Sanctuary of the Imperial Capital, so I have to go there myself, old man."

"So, during the time you disappeared, you have been exploring and researching various elf ruins?"

Knowing the reason for this old friend's sudden disappearance, His Majesty's eyes were a little more reproachful:

"I don't even look at how old I am. If something happens to you, what should Claire do?"

"Ha, ha ha ha... Who made this puzzle so exciting."

Knowing that it was his own fault this time, Da Vinci laughed and scratched his head embarrassingly:

"Anyway, when she was a child, she often followed Yuxia to play in the sanctuary. If my old bones fail one day, wouldn't you still have the Pope as your backer?"

"... Tsk, honestly, let yourself live a few more years."

As if recalling some unpleasant memories, His Majesty the Pope shook his head a little lonely, then reached out to pick up the book:

"As for now, I'd like to see what content in this book can stump Your Excellency [Almighty Artist]—hmm?"

Opening the first page of the pitch-black book, the expected obscure text did not appear, and the inside page of the book, like the cover, was still a pitch-black color that seemed to be able to suck people's souls in.

Anticipating the surprise of his old friend, Da Vinci's voice sounded in time:

"Don't be surprised, no kidding, you flip back."

"Ah."

Having known each other for so long, His Majesty Berendo can easily tell which of Da Vinci's words is serious and which is a joke.Aware of the seriousness of the other party at the moment, Mianxia turned a few pages according to his words:

"...still black."

Da Vinci pointed to the previous page:

"Now flip forward."

flip.

"Ok?"

Looking at the pitch-black book in his hand in surprise, His Majesty frowned:

"Obviously I just turned several pages backwards, but now I just turned one page forward and returned to the cover?"

Since there is no content, it is very simple to determine which page this dark book is on.If the area of ​​the unfolded state is 1, the 'black hole' on the table has been reduced by half in an instant since His Majesty the Pope has only turned a page just now - undoubtedly, this represents the cover.

"This is what I call strange. Without this point, I'm afraid I would just discard it as a strange book."

Seeing that His Majesty has understood the key to the matter, Da Vinci raised his chin:

"If you turn it backwards, no matter how long you have turned it forward, you still only need to turn it back once if you want to go back to the back cover—in other words, this book will always only have the two most basic methods of [opening] and [closing]. State, if you want to specify [how many pages to open] like an ordinary book, you can’t do it anyway.”

"Illusion? Or is it a mechanism?"

Different from Yuxia's honest singing, His Majesty just fixed his eyes slightly, and the original motto [Holy Light, destroy all illusions before my eyes] was used by him without a trace:

"... No, this book doesn't have that abnormal nature. However, my holy pupil still sensed something was wrong."

"Not right?"

Upon hearing this, Da Vinci immediately cheered up:

"What is it?"

Without directly answering Da Vinci's question, Berendo frowned, but first asked a question that seemed to have nothing to do with the status quo:

"Da Vinci, in your opinion, what is the purpose of books—or the purpose of their writers in writing?"

Da Vinci thought for a while: "There is no doubt that it is to convey some kind of [will] of my own."

"This is abnormal."

Flicking the black book like a black hole with his fingers, Berendo considered the words:

"Although this is just an ordinary book in my perception, I can feel the will that is completely opposite to the common sense you mentioned in it—the existence that made this book itself is [rejecting] the will in it to be rejected. someone else gets it."

"That's weird. If you don't want to be read by others, why don't you write a book?"

Without doubting his old friend's judgment, Da Vinci looked puzzled:

"Moreover, the book itself refuses to be acquired by others—this is too unreasonable."

"I don't know the answer to the latter question yet, but there may be many answers to the former question—such as [not yet], or we are not [the right person]."

After making such a big circle, His Holiness the Pope, who finally understood the purpose of his old friend coming to the Sky City Osiris, nodded suddenly, and a smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth:

"Oh, I see. You want to say that this [suitable person] is Lu Xi?"

Da Vinci also responded with a mysterious smile:

"On this point, we have to wait until we see him before making a judgment."

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Chapter 574

His Majesty's current location... is a tea room?

Some people don't understand the hidden purpose behind every move of this high-ranking old man, so in a hurry, Lu Xi can only issue the following order to Nova:

"Always pay attention to the movement trajectory of His Majesty the Pope, and report to me immediately if he tends to leave Osiris and move towards my location."

"Yes."

After nodding to accept the command, Nova's phantom returned to the commander's beacon.

Now it's troublesome.

After a short period of panic, the protagonist, who is basically used to the sudden unfolding of God, sighed slightly, and looked sideways at the three girls who were in an abnormal state.

"Don't, don't look at me..."

"Yusia, I can tell you with certainty that you are a very good girl, you must have confidence in yourself~"

"This dagger is so handsome! Look at me using [Forbidden Secret Art: Inscribed Soul] to give it the protection of death!"

"...Don't mess around with toys, Osiris owns the copyright."

With a bang, it hit the top of the second soft girl's head, and Lu Xi quickly made arrangements:

"Yusia, since you don't feel well, why don't you go back to your room and rest for a while, I'll ask Brother Mamayi to deliver the meals for you."

"Eh? Really, really okay?"

As if she had been pardoned, the young lady who quickly showed joy on her face nodded vigorously, and ran back to her room like a rabbit.

Well, that's fine.Since Yuxia, who is a soft girl, doesn't want to attract attention, she can just do what she wants and let her hide in the room with peace of mind, and everything will be fine.