Silent Crown Chapter 328: Elsa

"Where did this tattoo come from?"

The girl thought for a while and shook her head: "Forgot."

"Forgot?"

Can this be forgotten? !

Ye Qingxuan was a little relieved and rubbed his face: "Do you know a person named Hermes?"

"Probably?"

"Are you acquainted or not!"

The girl pursed her lips unhappily: "I don't know, I forgot! What does it matter to you?"

"...Do you always remember your name?"

Ye Qingxuan looked into her eyes and asked each word: "Tell me, your name."

"..."

The girl was silent, avoiding Ye Qingxuan’s gaze, desperately trying to withdraw her hand: "I won’t sell your map anymore, you let go. Really, so annoying... I always ask people like this. Strange question..."

She whispered, as if she was escaping from something, not daring to see Ye Qingxuan's eyes:

"You, let go, I'm leaving."

The young man allowed her to break her fingers vigorously, just looking at her with a serious expression:

"——Tell me, your name."

"Her name is Elsa."

Beside, someone stretched out his hand and pressed it on Ye Qingxuan's hand: "Relax, Mr. Ye, she is my daughter."

The palm of that hand was full of calluses and was abnormally old. He patted the back of the young man's hand, unzipped his palm, and soon held up the little girl in frustration, hugged him in his arms and whispered something, the little girl giggled.

"Take her home."

He handed the girl to the young man behind him, and the young man took the girl, letting her ride on his shoulders, and went away from the crowd.

Watching his daughter go away, the rickety man turned his head and looked at the young man: "I just saw you away. I didn't expect to meet again so soon."

"Uh, Mr. Caligula."

"Good afternoon. Mr. Ye."

Kaligu was holding a cigarette stick and looked at the double snake timepiece in Ye Qingxuan's hand. The look in his eyes was clear: "You are Mr. Hermes, I didn't expect it."

"It's just a coincidence."

Ye Qingxuan sighed: "The purpose of coming to Romulus this time is to look at Elsa's situation on behalf of Mr. Hermes, but now it seems not as bad as I thought."

"Hermes remembers the poor child Elsa?"

Caligula nodded: "Five years ago, when the flu broke out, I had a relationship with him.

My daughter was critically ill, and he found the best doctor for me. Unfortunately, it was a step too late, leaving such sequelae. I'm afraid Mr. Ye is also deeply troubled, right? "

"..."

Ye Qingxuan was silent for a while, and asked in a low voice, "Is there something wrong with her memory?"

"Did you guess it?"

The elder lowered her eyes and said softly, "When she had a fever, part of her brain was burned out. Although she barely left a little bit of common sense, her memory... has only been five minutes since then."

Five minutes?

Ye Qingxuan was stunned.

After a long time, lower your eyes. He sighed deeply.

"That's it."

Only in this way can she explain her upside-down appearance. It's just that he can't imagine that kind of life. Live in a world of only five minutes. It's like a baby has been looking at the world, there is no past, no future, and even his name cannot be remembered clearly.

"No mercy, Mr. Ye, she is having a great time."

Caligula saw the compassion in his heart, and just patted his shoulder: "There is no past, it may not be a bad thing, it is good. At least it will not be bothered by sadness and pain."

The boy nodded, "I hope so."

"Almost forgot to do business." Caligula took out a few dirty scrolls from his arms. Put it on his booth: "I wanted to give you this.

This is the relic of those elders, and it records some of our history. I think you will use it. "

Ye Qingxuan started, flipped through it a little, and looked up with a bit of astonishment: "Is this all...Romulus history? Such ancient books are invaluable for any scholar, too precious." /

"Mr. Ye, you said to me at noon: You came here originally to treat illnesses and save people. Then, treat these things as trivial thanks. These things can only play the greatest role in the hands of scholars."

Elder Caligula knocked the cigarette stick on the stone, shaking out the incombustible embers, and the embers dissipated in the wind.

"If possible, I hope that this trial will win out of someone like you...If you still feel uncomfortable at that time, then help Elsa find a better doctor."

He smiled, turned and left.

Ye Qingxuan stayed where he was, watching him go away, and then withdrew his gaze after a long time.

"Victory...?"

He whispered softly: "I'll try it."

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At dusk, the lobby of the hotel.

The smell of burning tobacco and alcohol lingers in the air, amidst the low noise and bustle. Despite the chaos, it was a rare and lively time for Romulus.

It's just that the entire hall is divided into two parts, which are distinct.

On one side, there are locals who are half-naked and boiled, and they are bustling with hustle and bustle. But the other side was quiet, and several musicians who had been busy all day were eating their food in silence.

After all, as long as you have enough money, you can buy it even with respect, let alone a place to eat. Although it is not too rich, it is already the highest standard of treatment for Romulus.

In the middle, there is only one empty table with only a few wine glasses on it, and more than half a bottle of gin that many drunks covet. The gin has a gold label, which is obviously a good product from an overseas origin, and the boss has a good thing at the bottom of the box. In order to match this bottle of wine, I also sent a few slightly shriveled lemons to match the wine.

It's just that, while waiting, the three musicians didn't seem to have much talk*, they just sipped the spirits in their cups and waited silently.

Soon, the door was pushed open.

The musician in the dark cloak shook off the dust at the door and walked straight to the table, behind him as if there was something invisible trailing behind him, leaving a series of small footprints. A flash of chill made the air thicker.

That's the beastly strong enough to be projected into the ether.

The musician doesn't look old. A golden messy hair, like a lion, the eye pupils are vertical pupils that summon the musician to be in contact with the animal nature all the year round. With the wild breath of wild beasts in his eyes, it is terrifying.

"Dragon Stone School..."

"Golden Lion Barlow."

"Barlow Hoffman."

Perceive his arrival. The rest of the musicians were whispering, discussing this hottest in Auschwitz's trial in a low voice, summoning the elite of the faction and the Dragon Stone school.

When Barlow Dala was sitting on the middle table and sipping his gin, everyone's eyes became more cautious: On that table, he has won three championships now. Is a big hit, and it seems to have formed an alliance. Decided to explore the ruins of the underground palace together.

A representative from the Destruction School, Samuel the Hammer, the Golden Lion Barlow from the Dragon Stone School, and a famous musician from the Northern Chanting School, Miller, a rising star...

When these three names were put together, they couldn't help but feel jealous. Some people even flashed some bad looks in their eyes. They quickly hid them cautiously, bowed their heads and hurriedly finished eating, and left.

Barlow glanced at those eyes and sneered. He grabbed a lemon nonchalantly, squeezed the juice in his hand, and dropped the lemon aside after dripping the spirits.

Next. He quickly drank the wine in the small glass.

"Refreshing."

He took a strong breath: "Stayed outside for a whole day, and now I finally washed off the muddy smell in his mouth."

The musician on his left smiled and picked up the gin, filled him with a glass, and said nothing. After Barlow wiped the corners of his mouth, he looked at the opposite partner and went directly to the topic:

"Samuel, I heard that you have found another collaborator?"

"I think he is quite suitable." Samuel nodded and muttered, "He seems to have a good brain."

Barlow frowned: "There are already three people in the team now."

"It's safer to have one more." Miller on his right said: "I don't object to it. There are many people and more power."

"That's not necessarily."

Barlow snorted coldly. "At least it depends on who it is. I don't want to cooperate with inexplicable guys, Samuel, you are soft-hearted. But don't add any inconsistent guys to the team."

"You've heard of it, Barlow."

Miller laughed: "It's the oriental guy who made the guys in front of the door unable to get off the stage last night. I'll give it to you..."

"Ye Qingxuan?"

Barlow interrupted him and frowned: "Is that the most dishonest candidate among all the participants?"

"Uh..."

Miller was stunned, looking weird.

"What's the use of asking for a cumbersome?" Barlow shook his head dissatisfiedly: "I have heard that if it weren't for the presence of the master of Angelu, he would not even be able to enter the city gate."

Miller awkwardly lowered his head and drank his drink, and said in a low voice, "Look, in this kind of ruins, an enlightened musician with the ability to explore often has the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort. Moreover, he is also a master of ancient history. The disciples of Mr. Abraham were very helpful in exploring the ruins of Romulus.

You will also be more relaxed then..."

"Relic exploration is not a game!"

Barlow raised his voice, a scar on his forehead faintly reddened by the stimulation of alcohol, half disdainful and half disgusted: "A novice who has not had much time to become a full-fledged musician. Don’t expect him to play a big role.

Furthermore, exploring the ruins, my scale demon can do the same! "

Miller withdrew his gaze in disbelief, speechless: "This is Samuel's decision, and there must be his reason."

"I didn't agree!"

Barlow's expression is getting more and more gloomy~IndoMTL.com~restrained from anger: "Can any cat or dog come and join the team to share the profits? What's the use of picking up cheap waste?"

"I have seen it, let's talk about it."

Samuel finally made a sound.

He was not angry, nor thoughts of arguing. He just said seriously: "He has a good brain. I think it's good to have such a person on the team."

"..."

Barlow's complexion changed, in the end, gritted his teeth and took a step back:

"Well, if it doesn't work, don't expect me to agree."

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A new month, a new beginning, everyone, let’s count the monthly pass~ The ranking dropped so badly...

In the past two months, I plan to make the monthly vote list, and I will try to double change tomorrow~ (to be continued.)