Chapter 62 Rasputin's Ring

"Victor."

"I am here."

"You give this letter to Igor in St. Alexis first. Then go to Melvin's house and ask them for a copy of the 'Professor Wolf' details."

"clear."

Standing behind Ivan Lindong, the frost-haired gray-eyed middle-aged man nodded and took a thick letter from Grand Duke Ivan.

There was no hesitation, and there was no salute to leave.

He left the Grand Duke's Mansion without looking back.

It could be vaguely seen that a ring emitting cold air was locked on the thumb of his right hand.

Ivan Lindong sighed, slowly stood up holding the scepter, and walked to the window.

Looking at the back of Victor leaving, he asked softly, "Zuoya, what did Annan bring when he left?"

"He brought some money."

An adult woman with dark blue long hair gradually emerged from Ivan's side.

On the ring finger of her left hand, there is a crystal ring that exudes cold air.

Zhuoya sighed helplessly: "He only took fifty pounds of banknotes and a small bag of silver coins. I said, he didn't put on the positioning ring."

"That's how children grow up."

Ivan said flatly.

Zhuo Ya raised her eyebrows: "You said that. His Highness Annan didn't look like a child before."

"Because he is an adult soul. Don't treat him like a child, he definitely understands these things. If he wants to help, he will definitely come back right away..."

Archduke Ivan took a deep breath and spit out a cold hoarfrost.

The glass in front of him was instantly covered with a thin layer of frost, and Ivan looked pale and couldn't help shivering.

Seeing this, Zhuo Ya immediately came over.

She supported the Archduke with her right hand, and put her left hand behind Archduke Ivan to give him the air.

The crystal ring suddenly lit up, and the cold air was quickly drawn from Ivan.

But Ivan was still shaking violently.

He just frowned, silent, just gasping for breath. The severe pain made him grit his teeth, and the muscles in his cheeks bulged.

The purple lines on the cheeks have become deeper and more obvious.

After a while, he said in a hoarse voice, "I'm fine, Zhuoya."

"You really..."

Zoya complained and let Duke Ivan go.

Her right hand was a little red from the cold, and the ring on her left hand became more and more shining.

"Anyway, don't blame Annan too much. Unlike Dmitri, he's not a face-saving kid...he knows how to run away, but he's not timid.

"Among the superiors, this is a rare talent."

Ivan said slowly: "I trust him more than I trust Dmitri and Maria combined.

"Dmitri is a serious and serious child, but his vision is not long-term enough, his character is gloomy, but he easily entrusts his sincerity to others, and is prone to prejudice against people and things. He can be an excellent minister, but he cannot be a grand duke.

"Maria, like her mother Anya, is a strong and brave girl. But she loves her relatives more than her friends, and she loves her people more than her people... She doesn't care about strangers, strangers She chooses to be close or distant because she likes or dislikes someone. If she succeeds, she will definitely become a tyrant or a tyrant.

"If anyone can be a better Grand Duke than me, it can only be Annan."

"Because Your Highness Annan...with the world in mind?"

Zoya guessed wildly.

Ivan shook his head.

"Because he's a lunatic."

The Archduke replied: "Fearless madman."

He still remembers... When he told Annan about the secrets of this country and this world, how Annan replied.

"—I don't care. I'm what you call 'not from this world', Father."

Not long after he got his name, the young Annan replied: "If necessary, let me be the Grand Duke. I can become a god or a saint."

"Think about it, Annan. In this world, lofty status is not glory, wealth, power... but a melting pot."

"so what?"

At that time, the young Annan asked incomparably sharply: "There must always be King Xin to spread the fire, father.

"If it can't be someone else, why can't it be me?

"If it can't be me...why can't I take this fire."

...Although I don't understand what the king of salary is.

But Ivan vaguely understood Annan's metaphor.

It was from then on that Ivan recognized the essence of Annan.

——Able to sacrifice everything except the target for the [target] without any psychological pressure.

In other words, he is someone who can destroy the world in order to save it.

A person who does not rely on the teachings of others to move forward, does not aspire to wealth, power, and does not believe in benevolence and morality... but simply obtains pleasure from the behavior of "completing the goal".

From then on, Ivan understood.

Annan walked on a dividing line between dusk and dawn.

——Then, instead of forcing him with "fear", it is better to tempt him with "pleasure".

If Annan wants to become a saint or a god, he must seal his fear. Not to make himself "not afraid", but to prevent this fear, to lead his path, his goal in some other direction.

But the other way around.

"I also trust Annan very much."

Ivan said slowly: "Only a madman would want to save this world riddled with holes; only a madman would save these sinful countries...Only a madman would try to save foolish and short-sighted mortals.

"Only a lunatic will try to clear all the nightmares in the world; only a lunatic will try to clear the gray fog; only a lunatic will easily kill the past 'self' just to rise higher.

"But it just so happens that Annan is such a lunatic.

"He has a strong desire to 'ascend', he is the perfect transcendent; he has a strong desire to 'know', he is the perfect ritualist; he has a strong desire to 'possess', he is the perfect fall.

"A person who can reach the top of any road... He is not for justice or compassion, but just for his own pleasure and trying to change the world."

All his ** is used for internal sublimation, not the mastery of external things.

This may be the reason why he was selected by the Book of the Sky Train...

The sky car is the car that "rises".

If the Duchy of Winter needs a new king.

Then it can only be Annan.

The Principality of Winter needs Annan to save, and Annan also needs responsibility to save.

——From the beginning, it has been like this.

"Oh, yes... Your Majesty."

As if thinking of something, Zhuoya asked Ivan: "Annan seems to have a ring from the Rasputin family."

"……what?"

Ivan was stunned for the first time.

He turned around suspiciously: "How could he contact the Rasputin family?"

Zoya shrugged.

"I guess," she whispered, "got it at Geraint's."

"Anya's sister..."

Thinking of his dead second wife, the mother of Annan and Maria, Ivan frowned slightly.

He remembered that Annan had used the identity of "Don Juan Geraint" when he was in the kingdom of Noah. And Don Juan's mother was a noble from the Duchy of Winter.

——According to Ivan's knowledge, Don Juan's mother should be a person from the Melvin family.

But looking back now, Anya's sister suddenly disappeared... It was almost two years before the three daughters of the Melvin family married Noah, and it could be considered a little bit.

"...Go check this out, Zhuoya."

Ivan tapped the scepter with his fingertips.

He replied in a low voice: "Check, the three daughters of Melvin's family... Euphemia Melvin. Will they have exchanged identities with Lily Rasputin? Check to see if that's the case. The Ring of the Sputin family. If so, ask the Rasputin family for a copy of Lily Rasputin's code and give it to Annan.

"Annan said he'll be back next month. Get these things done by then."

"—Yes, Your Excellency."

The woman with long blue hair replied solemnly.

"and also."

Ivan said in a low voice.

"what?"

Zhuoya asked suspiciously, "What did you say?"

"When Annan comes back, remember to secretly give him some extra money. Fifty pounds... I think he has 80 followers from other worlds. This money allows 80 people to take the subway, and it will be gone after four or five trips."

Ivan said with a stern face: "He may not be embarrassed, but he must not know the charges in the underground world. Next time, bring him two hundred... no, three hundred pounds of banknotes.

"Although Winter is poor, it's not poor enough for the Grand Duke to be frugal. Remember, Zhuoya?"

"Well, remember."

Zhuo Ya replied with a slight smile.