Chapter 363: Once Annan

It took half a minute for the Faceless Poet to disappear completely.

The slight tremor that filled the air and made the skin slightly numb finally gradually dissipated.

Even after it dissipated completely, Annan still felt a crackling tremor on his skin.

Just like hearing noises continuously, when you come to a quiet room, you will have auditory hallucinations from time to time——

It seems that after being soaked by the cold wind, I can't help trembling when I return to a warm room. It's not that the skin is cold, but that the bones and flesh are injected with a liquid "chill".

- This is "residual".

That is, the origin and meaning of those "influence" names.

If a large-scale extraordinary power is used, it will leave a nick in the world and get a corresponding impact. This is also one of the prices of extraordinary power. Like Annan's only distortion spell at the moment... as long as it is used, it will be affected.

Like a groove carved into the bottom of a river with stones... Although it will gradually dissipate over time, it will continue to affect the surrounding world until it dissipates.

The same is true - those who hold truth are themselves manifestations of concepts.

Their mere existence will alienate a certain range of the world around them by truth. And this kind of influence based on the soul level can only be felt by the superhuman with keen intuition and specialization in perception.

The older and more powerful the gods are, the more they can restrain their influence on the outside world; and the newer gods... the more powerful beings who haven't even grasped the truth, the more they will cause damage to the surroundings.

It is precisely for this reason that when the Faceless Poet appears, the abnormal feeling caused to Annan will be weaker than that of the Skeleton Duke, and even if he pays a little attention, he can be completely closed and hidden; Silver Sir walking on the street will not be caught by anyone. Perceived by inspiration.

And things like "Leviathan remnants" will still exist on the beach even long after she's gone.

There is a problem here.

That is……

Annan himself can have an impact.

He remembered it well.

When he saw Salvatore's mirror that revealed the essence of the soul,

Influenced directly by observing one's own soul...

Even higher-order effects.

Does this mean that... Annan's soul has undergone a certain degree of alienation?

But Annan's soul did not sublimate.

It's not just a matter of not having a load.

Annan's level was so low at the beginning... and when he advanced to silver, he did remove a lot of impurities.

——Even if Annan is actually in the second week, he can't be "washing and retraining" in the true sense.

Consider what the Faceless Poet said, "Knowledge has weight" and "You don't have to carry the weight yet".

Could it be...

Annan for one week, is actually taking the path of a ritualist?

Annan had such thoughts in his mind.

If that's the case, then everything is explained.

——Vasily Manning mentioned to Annan that the thirteen-year-old Annan had left the winter alone as early as a year before the rotten attack. And very few people know about this.

Annan is so weak and has no guards, why the Grand Duke can rest assured that he will leave the Principality of Winter alone?

Unless Annan is not alone at all.

It is true that there is "no one" around him, but there is God.

The power of the ritualist comes from extraordinary knowledge. As the successor of the name of Winter, Annan is more suitable for learning this kind of knowledge than the Manning brothers... At the same time, Annan is also a transmigrator, and his enlightenment time is much earlier than that of ordinary people. At the age of three, he acquired the ability to protect himself through rituals and met many gods—not impossible.

That's why Annan was able to forcibly hold the "Ritual: Fragment of the Prophet" when the materials were missing, and completed a small part without any side effects... He did see fragments of the future at that time.

Because Annan himself is a ritualist who has lost his memory!

Although he lost the memory of these rituals... as if he had forgotten all skills.

But his affinity and proficiency for rituals still exist!

"So that's how it is..."

Annan muttered.

Old Nolan walked to Annan with a smile: "Do you have any questions now?"

"...You already guessed that I lost my memory?"

Seeing his reaction, Annan raised his brows and asked unceremoniously.

This ordinary-looking old man did not change the kind and gentle smile on his face.

"It's just speculation...it wasn't very certain before.

"You said when you were young that you would marry Kaphne when you grow up—although I was not there at the time, the old man, but I also heard from my eldest son."

……seriously?

Annan hesitated for a while.

But thinking about it carefully, it seems that this is indeed what I can say...

Just as he is now playing a 13- or 14-year-old beautiful boy who is crazy about the favor of players... If he were to play a **-year-old child, Annan would also consider what benefits he could get from his age and his identity.

Relying on the naive banner of "Tong Yan Wu Ji", he took advantage of the trend to make good impressions, and prepared to give himself a wife with good looks, status and personality in the future... It is indeed something that Annan can do.

If this is the case, then it can explain Kaphne's attitude towards herself...

This will have to adjust the attitude towards Kaphne.

Although I don't remember it now, this is what I did in the past.

Now it is natural to be responsible.

... Besides, Kaphne is really cute.

only……

Annan glanced at the old crow.

Although he had no objection to the Geraint family, the attitude of expressing to himself "I'm going to use you next" still made Annan feel a little awkward.

Perhaps this is one of the follow-up effects of losing the memory of fourteen years of living as a superior.

The former Annan must have adapted to the situation that people will be used anytime and anywhere.

"You also invited the Faceless Poet?"

"No, it's not."

The old man immediately defended: "It was He who knew that you had come to Noah, so he came here temporarily. Before that, I didn't know that you and the Faceless Poet were acquainted.

"Of course, I don't even know that you have connections with so many true gods..."

—In the name of the Faceless Poet, I will keep this a secret.

Nolan promised Annan so.

Eugene Geraint, who was on the side, also took the opportunity to make an oath to keep secret to the faceless poet.

"Then I want to ask," Annan pondered for a long time and asked, "How much do you know about 'Nicholas Flamel'?"

"The one from Denisoya Kingdom?"

The old crow replied plainly: "His actions have been under our surveillance. Including his action route, transactions with everyone, the apprentices and assistants he received, and the experiments he conducted.

"He tried to avoid our surveillance. But he soon discovered that Noah had all our 'eyes', and he couldn't even be a great sage."

"No, I mean... do you know anything about what he did?"

Annan added.

Nolan and Eugene looked at each other.

Eugene took the conversation and asked, "Is it because he used to be the master of the Jade Pagoda?"

"No, it was he who betrayed all human beings... something that almost led to the disaster of the era."

Annan carefully looked at the expressions of the two, and suddenly smiled: "It seems that the crow also knows something."

No wonder... he was able to travel without taboos in the capital.

It seems that His Majesty the King really does not understand what happened to Nicholas.

Although there is no stone hammer yet, it must be just in case.

Feeling Annan's harmless ridicule, Nolan smiled helplessly: "We only know what we know."

As he spoke, Eugene took a bottle of wine from the top of the wine cabinet.

The old man got up and poured a glass of wine for Annan himself.

This is a jade-green liquor... just looking at the color, it looks like a fierce poison, but it has no taste.

"This is the 'gift of spring', one of the gifts of the Buried Church. It's just for your mouth, not the price of intelligence."

Nolan explained briefly, and then said seriously: "In addition to selling intelligence, we are also acquiring intelligence.

"Please tell me in detail, Your Highness... The price is negotiable."