The Righteous Player(s)

Chapter 42 The Frozen Water Port of the Past

Not to mention, Annan is still very confident in his acting skills and memory.

After seeing Elle's portrait, he remembered Elle's expressions and movements.

So he pushed back from the finished product back to the real person, completely replicating the expressions and movements of "Ai Lei" at that time, and it was easy for Amos Morrison to complete this portrait without any doubts.

But Annan isn't the real Elle Morrison after all.

It seems that Annan's performance is too perfect, even more like Alley than "Alley"... Or maybe he really stayed motionless for more than two hours, which made Amos's face hesitant. expression.

Is this suspicious?

Or……

Annan's heart moved slightly, and the murderous intention was vaguely moved.

Different from the previous scene.

Previously, Annan used the body of the aging version of the painter "Amos". Not only was his body weak and weak, but his abdomen was also pierced and bleeding profusely. There is really no ability to act.

But his daughter, Elle Morrison, was different.

This is a very young and healthy body.

Even if Amos is in his prime at this moment, Annan is at least 70% sure that he will succeed in the sneak attack and kill her father directly here.

- As long as you're dead, I'm probably safe.

But Annan hesitated and gave up.

Because he soon discovered that Amos was not doubting his identity...

But... a little guilty?

"Um... I'm sorry, Elle. You did a great job, but that's all I can draw."

Amos sighed and muttered in a low voice, "If there is such a thing..."

"Ok?"

Annan tried to express his doubts with the least amount of information.

The painter sighed again.

He hammered his thigh with some remorse, and muttered to himself: "Unfortunately, it has been used up... No, no. It should be said that it is fortunately used up, otherwise you are so beautiful, if there is still stock, I may really I couldn't help but use it..."

The man said, slowly put down the brush, and looked at his daughter with a tired expression.

"I'm sorry, Ellie. I lied.

"Our agreement can't be fulfilled from the very beginning. Because what you don't know is that the people who have been painted like that by me are actually..."

Speaking of this, Amos' eyes flashed a tinge of pain.

Obviously, admitting this to his daughter is tantamount to torture for him.

But Annan remained motionless until the portrait painting was completed, which seemed to trigger some conditions.

It should be that the two had an agreement before that if Ellie could hold on to the end, then Amos would have to draw a "that" portrait for her.

Obviously, this condition is impossible to hold in the first place.

"I didn't want to tell you about it. I used to think if you were agitated or impatient, I would pretend to be angry—I thought you would. Daddy would blame you for wasting your precious God gave paint and refused to paint your portrait..."

... God-given paint?

Annan quickly realized the key point from Amos' words.

"No need to apologize, Dad."

Through Amos's tone, Annan slowly guessed Elle's possible character, looked at Amos's eyes and said slowly, "I don't particularly want to..."

Seeing the moment of confusion and doubt in Amos' eyes, he suddenly changed the subject: "At least if I know it's not good for me, I won't continue to persevere. I believe in you... you don't He may have lied to me, especially...and said that before."

Hearing this, Amos finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The smile on his face relaxed immediately: "That's good, Elle.

You've grown up... but remember, don't say these things outside. This picture is for you, happy birthday. "

"thanks."

Annan said with a smile: "But I don't think this gift is enough."

"Of course."

Amos said again and again: "I'll go buy you a cake. Some time ago, we have a pastry chef who came from the capital. It is said that his craftsmanship is very good..."

Wait, pastry chef?

A word suddenly flashed in Annan's mind.

That's what Senior Salvatore said to him when he introduced the "landmark merchants" in Frozen Water Harbor:

"—The old bakers at Frozen Water Harbor are very skilled. It is said that they came from the capital several decades ago."

Here... wouldn't it be the frozen water port decades ago?

Annan seemed to feel a burst of electric light coming from his back, and asked tentatively, "Why did he come from the capital? We are... quite remote, right?"

The word remote can be said to be very cautious. Because it is quite subjective.

No matter where you are, you can call your location remote. Even in the capital, people who live on the edge of the capital can call themselves "remotely living", and no one will feel that there is a problem.

But Amos had no vigilance against Annan, or in other words, "Ai Lei".

"It should be that I have saved a lot of money in the first half of my life, and I don't want to do it anymore. After all, we have low prices here."

He replied casually: "Although the Frozen Water Port is a bit remote, it is still somewhat of a non-frozen port. You don't know, Ai Lei, many foreign specialties can be bought from here and sold to the capital, and the price can be tripled or quadrupled. "

"Is that so..."

Annan nodded suddenly.

When Amos left the room, he narrowed his eyes slightly. The pure and clear emerald green eyes that belonged to Elle Morrison now showed a fox-like cunning and deepness.

This is indeed the past. It was a frozen water port decades ago.

Speaking of which, the first copy seems to have actually happened in the past...

But in that copy, because the time span was too small, Annan didn't realize how much time retrospective "Nightmare" could achieve.

And now, he was finally convinced.

——At least for decades.

In that copy, he got the identity belonging to Annan. Got many secrets belonging to the Geraint family...

So, what can he get in this copy?

In this nightmare woven from real events decades ago, what valuable intelligence can he get?

For example...

that baker.

Amos' inference was wrong. Because after a few decades, the frozen water port has become very dilapidated, and it is impossible to buy foreign specialties. But the baker not only did not leave, but settled down here... People could not afford cakes and pastries, so he left his craft to bake bread.

Even the locals of Frozen Water Harbor were very surprised why he did this.

It is said that the baker once won the pastry chef competition in the capital. In his capacity, even if he went to be a white cook in the house of a big noble, it would definitely be easier and more profitable than running a bakery.

Regarding his secrets, it seems that we can explore it during this time period.

But before that...

Annan decided to take advantage of Elle's father's absence.

He's going to tear down his house.

Whether it is intelligence, information, knowledge, secrets, plus treasures, weapons, equipment... He wants all of them!

This is not the player randomly entering the house to search for NPCs - he is doing the main quest!

The main quest has him "searching for the secrets of Amos Morrison".

Since it is a secret, it will definitely not be hidden in a place where anyone can see it.

"It is clear that the family emblem of the Grand Duke of Winter is a wolf head, why do I have to work as a husky..."

Annan murmured dissatisfiedly, and jumped up from the bed.

Annan, not Husky Winter, began to skillfully demolish Elle Morrison's room.

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