Transcendent Dawn Chapter 828: Historicist (2600 plus)

The Kingdom of Tallinn.

Warren was in the workshop, staring at a few sketches in a daze.

Fitch opened the door and came in, his face a little pale.

"Are you okay?"

Warren asked with concern.

"It's okay, the bishops of the "checking institute" have already thought that I have cleared my suspicion..." Fitch did not take off his coat: "What about you? Did you find that woman?"

"No... the other party seems to be an invisible person without all information... it is impossible."

Warren shook his head: "I suspect...maybe it is a senior spy trained by the Free City-State Alliance..."

"In addition, more than half of the people in that small town were ‘infected’, and the follow-up was handled by the guardians of the Church of Nature... and the secret realm disappeared."

Fitch clapped his hands and said: "The only valuable information we have so far is that there is a portrait of a man named Turing in Stormwind Manor. Regarding this clue, you don’t know the meaning behind it. How rich."

"Huh? What's the problem?" Warren was a little surprised.

"That Turing, it’s too normal. We got all his resumes from the Kingdom of Frist. Except for his sudden disappearance more than ten years ago, his life is too normal, it’s so normal that it’s impossible to suddenly run away. Go to Stormwind Mountain Villa and make a'prophecy'..."

"Perhaps in these ten years of disappearance, he became an extraordinary person." Warren shrugged.

"I don't rule out this possibility, but I know a historian who is a slanted historian. He has different opinions. Didn't you see that my clothes didn't change? Let's go!"

Fitch took Varen, walked out of the laboratory, and got into the carriage.

"Go to the slum, White Phosphorus Street, No. 60."

Fitch commanded, and the carriage started to move.

"I said..." Varen scratched his scalp: "Does the ‘historian’ you call live in the slum area?"

"Yes, he is called Uzvić Polondo. He used to be a member of the Church’s ‘Assessment Institute’ and was responsible for researching some historical documents..."

Fitch replied.

Assessment Institute!

This department has great power in the Church of the God of Knowledge, because it is responsible for censoring the members of the church, and excluding those who are ‘contaminated’ or ‘not good at spiritual belief’.

Working in such a department, even if it is just an ordinary member, should not be underestimated.

"Then why..." Warren asked.

"He was kicked out because there was something wrong with his own spirit..." Fitch shrugged his shoulders.

"You want me to ask a madman?" Warren's eyes were incredulous.

"No, usually, he is a normal person. He is only stubborn when talking about ancient history... I happened to meet him and mentioned the name'Turing'. He was very interested... …"

Fitch replied.

During the chat, the carriage has stopped in a shed area.

Fitch paid the fare and asked the carriage to wait beside him. Taking Valen himself, he came to the wooden house with number 60 and knocked on the door.

Kang Dang!

The wooden door was opened, and a white man with white hair and an old face but with a rosacea looked over. He was Uzvić Polondo.

"It's Fitch, come in now."

He invited the two into the living room: "Would you like a cup of flaming red lips? I like its taste best!"

"No, I don't drink during the day." Warren politely refused, taking the historian a little more lightly.

"Mr. Uzvić, you should know where we are here."

Fitch cleared his throat: "You told me earlier that you have made important discoveries about the person "Turing"!"

"History is a cloud of fog. I can only see the limited truth. Many recorded slabs have been lost in the long history... I especially wanted to find an obelisk, but according to later generations, They no longer have power in their own right, and have become ordinary slabs...but they involve a prehistoric civilization, an extremely glorious and splendid era-the period of ancient Sulu mythology!"

Uzvić’s eyes were a little blurred: "That is the time when the gods walked on the earth, the original creator lived in the holy mountain..."

"Ahem..."

Warren coughed, apparently taking this as a drunkard's babble: "We just want to find a clue to Turing..."

"Oh, yes, young people nowadays are always so anxious!"

Uzvic took a sip of alcohol, climbed the stairs, and threw down a huge book that was almost falling apart.

Slap!

Countless dust fluttered up, causing Fitch and Warren to cover their mouths and noses.

"The name Turing... is very interesting! Have you heard of the first history of mankind?" Uzvić asked suddenly.

"Of course, who can forget the glory of the mercenary emperor and the magic emperor?" Wallen said: "However, from the current gaze, they should all be just powerful'saints'!"

"Hehe..."

Uzvic sneered: "Then, these two great emperors suddenly rose up, even though they have the posture of great emperors, but who taught them?"

"?"

Warren has a black question mark face.

What he is looking for is a mechanical mentor from the last few decades. What does it have to do with the history of the mercenary emperor?

"Ahem... The mercenary emperor originated in the earliest city-state era. Perhaps his teacher was his father... and the magic emperor initially had the title of three magic inheritors. Their teacher, perhaps one A saint?" Fitch guessed.

"Wrong! All wrong!"

Uzvic’s eyes were bright, and his big hand pressed heavily on the book: "I searched a lot about the deeds of these two emperors, especially their court records, and each of them sighed about their teachers... you think Do you know?"

Rather than waiting for Varen and Fitch to answer, he directly opened the ancient book: "Look at... the red line I marked."

Warren and Fitch looked at each other, then looked up.

Immediately, their bodies shook, as if they had been frightened, or they saw something incredible: "The teacher of the Mercenary Emperor... is a wise man called Turing? And the teacher of the Magic Emperor, Also called Turing? No...it's impossible~IndoMTL.com~History is just a little girl who can be dressed up...and a black hand has been running through our era and has an influence at some key points!"

Uzvić said: "Human beings are just humble and small things, and can only passively endure fools...This is my view of history, and the result was expelled by the verification institute..."

"Evidence, we need evidence!"

Some cold sweat appeared on Warren's forehead, but he asked calmly: "Do you have any evidence to support you?"

"No..."

Uzvic spread his hands: "I don’t have the slightest evidence. I just got the guidance of a great being, and then I know some truth... But even if it’s this book, its authenticity has been identified as " Doubtful'...but I believe that my research must be correct."

"Great existence? Isn't it a wise sage?"

Hearing his discussion, Varen and Fitch looked at each other, and their hairs stood upright in an instant.