Chapter 42: The Cold Water Harbor of the Past
Not to mention anything else, 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 reversed the finished product back to the real person, completely reproduced the expressions and movements of "Elle" at that time, and easily allowed Amos Morrison to complete the portrait without suspicion.
But Annan is not the real Elle Morrison after all.
It seems that Annan is too perfect to behave, and even more like Elle than "Elle...... Or maybe he really didn't move for more than two hours, which made Amos have a hesitant look on his face.
Is this suspicious?
Or is it ......
Annan's heart moved slightly, and he was vaguely moved with murderous intent.
It's different from the previous scenario.
Previously, Annan used the body of the aging version of the painter "Amos", which was not only weak and weak, but also pierced in the abdomen and bleeding profusely. I really don't have the ability to act.
But his daughter, Elle Morrison, is different.
It is a very young and healthy body.
Even if Amos is in the prime of life at this moment, Annan is at least seventy percent sure that he can successfully sneak attack and kill her father here.
- As long as you're dead, I'll probably be safe.
But Annan hesitated and gave up.
Because he soon discovers that Amos is not doubting his identity......
But...... Feeling guilty?
"Hmm...... I'm sorry, Elle. You're doing a great job, but that's all I can do. β
Amos sighed and muttered under his breath, "If there is that thing......"
"Huh?"
Annan tried to express his doubts with as little information as possible.
The painter sighed again.
He hammered his thigh with some remorse, and muttered to himself, "It's a pity, it's already used up...... No, no. It should be said that it's good to run out, otherwise you're so beautiful, if there is still stock, I might really be tempted to use it......"
The man said, slowly putting down the paintbrush and looking at his daughter with a tired expression.
"I'm sorry, Elle. I lied.
"Our agreement was impossible to fulfill from the beginning. Because what you don't know is that the people I've painted that kind of portrait are actually ......."
At this, a look of pain flashed in Amos's eyes.
Obviously, admitting this to his daughter is tantamount to torturing his soul.
But Annan remained motionless and persisted until the portrait was completed, as if some condition had been triggered.
It should be that the two had made an agreement before that if Elle could make it to the end, then Amos would have to paint "that" portrait for her.
Obviously, this condition was impossible to establish in the first place.
"I didn't want to tell you about it. I used to think that if you were moving or impatient, I would pretend to be angryβI thought you would. In that case, Daddy will blame you for wasting precious God-given paint and refuse to paint a portrait of you......"
β¦β¦ God-given paint?
Annan quickly became keenly aware of the key point from Amos's words.
"No apologies, Dad."
Through Amos's tone, Annan slowly speculated about Elle's possible character, looked into Amos's eyes and said slowly: "I don't particularly want ...... either"
Seeing the moment of confusion and confusion in Amos's eyes, he suddenly changed his words: "At least I won't continue to insist on it if I know it's not good for me." I believe you...... There's no way you can lie to me, especially ...... And said the same thing as before. β
Hearing this, Amos finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The smile on his face lightened, "That's good, Elle. You've grown up...... But remember, don't say these things outside. This painting is for you, happy birthday. β
"Thank you."
Annan said with a smile: "But I think this gift is not enough." β
"That's natural."
Amos said, "I'm going to buy you a cake." Some time ago, we just came here with a pastry chef from the royal capital, and it is said that the craftsmanship is very good......"
Wait, pastry chef?
A sentence suddenly flashed through Annan's mind.
That's what Senior Salvatore told him when he introduced him to the "landmark businessman" of Frozen Water Harbor:
"βThe old baker in Frozen Water Harbor is very skilled, and it is said that he came from the royal capital decades ago."
Over here...... It can't be the frozen water port of decades ago, right?
Annan seemed to feel a burst of lightning surging up his spine, and asked tentatively, "Why did he come from the royal capital?" Here we ...... It's quite remote, right? β
The word remote, so to speak, is very cautious. Because it's quite subjective.
No matter where you are, you can call your location remote. Even in the royal capital, people who live on the edge of the royal capital can call themselves "living in the middle of nowhere" without anyone feeling that there is something wrong with it.
But Amos was not at all wary of Annan, or rather "Elle".
"I think I've 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. β
He replied casually: "Although the frozen water port is a bit remote, it is more or less an ice-free port. Ai Lei, you don't know, many foreign specialties, as soon as they are bought from here and sold in the royal capital, the price can be tripled or quadrupled. β
"That's ......"
Annan nodded abruptly.
It wasn't until Amos left the room that he narrowed his eyes slightly. The pure and clear emerald green eyes that belonged to Elle Morrison now showed fox-like cunning and depth.
This is indeed the past. It was a frozen water port from a few decades ago.
Speaking of which, the first copy seems to have happened in the past......
But that copy, because the time span is too small, Annan didn't realize how far the "nightmare" could go back in time.
And now, he's finally convinced.
- At least for a few decades.
In that copy, he got the identity that belonged to Annan. Got a lot of secrets that belonged to the Geraint family......
So, what does he get in this copy?
In this nightmare of real events decades ago, what valuable information could he get?
For example......
That baker.
Amos's inference is wrong. Because after a few decades, the frozen water port has become very dilapidated, and it is impossible to buy foreign specialties. But instead of leaving, the baker made his home here...... People couldn't afford to buy cakes, they couldn't afford pastries, so they left their craft behind to bake bread.
Even the locals of Frozen Water Harbor wondered why he did this.
It is said that the baker once won the pastry chef competition in the royal capital. With his status, even if he goes to the house of a big nobleman to be a white cook, it will definitely be easier and more profitable than opening a bakery.
It seems that his secrets can be explored at this time.
But until then......
Annan decided to take advantage of Elle's father's absence.
He's going to tear his house down.
Whether it's intelligence, information, knowledge, secrets, plus treasures, weapons, equipment...... He wants them all!
It's not like the player is going into the house to loot NPCs - he's doing the main quest!
The main quest allows him to "discover the secrets of Amos Morrison".
Since it's a secret, it's definitely not hidden in a place where anyone can see it.
"Obviously, the family emblem of the Grand Duke of Winter is a wolf's head, why do I have to do the work of a husky......"
Annan muttered discontentedly as he jumped up from the bed.
Annan is not a husky Rindon, and began to skillfully dismantle Elle Morrison's room.