Chapter 448

"The balderdash of the ancient gods? It was described in the previous demon hunting log. To tell you the truth, I'm really curious. Since that Pope, has any unlucky guy got into trouble with this? "

The other party suddenly looked for the topic, and Wei Ran didn't know him well. He immediately raised his vigilance. His words not only showed his curiosity, but also didn't ask deeper things, and didn't show a very eager appearance.

Gerald's expression still looked so mysterious. He said with a smile: "you've got the point. In the past 200 years, the historical situation of Europe has changed. Any key historical event has something to do with the mysterious ancient god's nonsense."

Wei Ran was more alert and thought about how ordinary A-level demon Hunters without any background should react at this time.

"I am obsessed with family martial arts and do not know much about culture and history, but I have experienced several major events, such as the fall of Constantinople and the extinction of the Byzantine royal family. Is it with... "

Gerrard laughed and patted Wei ran on the shoulder. "Your name is fan Haixin? The son of Baron fordon? That's the hatred of subjugation. Well, if you want to know more, please invite me to have a good drink in the holy long sword bar in the evening. "

Although there was no evidence, Wei Ran was suspicious of this man because of his spiritual intuition and rational analysis. He pretended to be nothing and said, "although I am very interested in the truth of the demise of my hometown, my friend, why did you suddenly tell me this?"

Temptation is two-sided. There has never been a single temptation. As long as people are alert, they must be careful all the time. Naturally, they will look at everyone with a look.

Steven Gerrard is like this, and so is Wei Ran, so this contest gradually becomes a game started by both sides, but Steven Gerrard is more prepared.

"I've read the information of each of you novices. It's because you were born in Constantinople that you are very interested in you. Don't forget, I'm a loyal fan of Mikael, the S-class demon hunter. When you get to the bar at night, you'll understand. "

When Gerald turned and left, he looked back and said with a smile: "man, although I know you are not a devout Crusader at all, I can find an excuse not to understand the school environment and run to the prayer room to sleep. I can't help but regard the priests and priests as fools. That's a piece of advice. Bye. "

After Gerald left, Wei Ran immediately contacted ah Li in a telepathic way and told ah Li what had just happened to introduce himself to the church school.

"In the current situation, it is impossible to judge whether this guy named Gerrard is on the intruder's side. You can only plan for the worst. You'd better go to that bar in the evening. It doesn't make sense if you don't go. They can use this clue to lock you in. "

Wei Ran actually thought so. In the evening, he asked people about the holy long sword bar, and then went here.

The bar is at the corner of an alley. It's not downtown. It looks very quiet. Surrounded by flowers, the red brick wall where the bar is located is covered with creepers, decorated with some green in the forest.

Such a place with fresh literary style is obviously not a place for rough men such as mercenaries and knights. Most of them are temporary places for traveling scholars and artists. After all, the hotel opened by the bar owner is upstairs.

Wei ran directly pushed the door and entered. His huge body, rough and fierce, but with a little bookish temperament, immediately attracted the attention of many people inside.

He took off his hat and gave a little courtesy to the people inside, just like the etiquette popular among the nobles of this era.

Wei Yanke still remembers his identity. He is a descendant of a baron. The noble etiquette he should master is like a brand, and will not be easily forgotten with his wandering career.

The people in the bar are not all aristocrats, but most of them are very cultured. They temporarily accepted Wei Ran only because of his etiquette. The retired bar owner of the Knights Templar also quietly took back the long sword under the bar and put down his plan to expel people.

It doesn't seem that rude people without education are welcome here.

Wei Ran looked around. After feeling the literary atmosphere in the bar, he knew the opportunity and put away his own iron blood and fierce breath.

But I didn't find Gerald's shadow. I frowned a little. I went to the bar and ordered a glass of local white wine.

After pouring him a glass of wine, the bar owner looked at Wei Huo and said, "Sir, are you one of the class a demon hunters today?"

Wei Ran raised his glass to the boss. "I have an appointment with a friend. Maybe he is a regular guest here. Class a demon hunter, Gerald, do you know him? "

"He does come to us often recently, but it's because of the wandering artist who plays the piano."

Wei Yanshun looked in the eyes of his boss. A man in an elegant tuxedo was playing wonderful and melodious piano music with a soothing tune, which was very in line with the local atmosphere.

Wei Ran doesn't study music. He just feels that the music played by the other party is very easy to immerse people in the current soothing environment. Even he who is full of vigilance is inexplicably relaxed at the moment.

At first, Wei Ran thought that the wandering artist was a person with special abilities, but after careful observation, he felt that he was just a highly skilled artist, and he couldn't help feeling a little suspicious.

"He plays very well. The place suitable for him should be the Grand Theater in Paris or Florence, not the bar submerged in ordinary alleys. Oh, boss, I don't mean to belittle you here. "

The boss said with a quick smile, "ha ha, you are a straightforward young man. Beethoven is indeed a talented musician. He should not drown his talents in the crowd. However, people always have to eat. Are you right? "

"Beethoven?!"

Wei Ran didn't know that his subconscious move had completely exposed himself.

Gerrard, hidden in the dark room, is with Cassius. They have been quietly observing Wei Ran's actions through secret arts until he accidentally exposed his surprise when he heard the name.

"There may be a completely different history of the same earth. However, the overall process of civilization is still developed according to the original world.

Many important figures who affect the historical process will appear even in different long rivers of history. Hold the throat of fate, Beethoven, the famous musician who is famous all over the world.

In the hundreds of thousands of heavenly worlds we plundered, when the times developed to the late Renaissance, nearly 80% of the world would have such a figure in different historical periods.

The world seems to have appeared earlier, so I often come to this bar to enjoy his music. At the same time, today, he took advantage of his musical ability and great reputation in history.

This cunning hound has not revealed any flaws during the day, but it has finally been planted in front of historical figures. "

Gerald put down his glass with a smile and nodded to Cassius. "So, my game is so simple. The simpler it is, the more effective it is."

Wei Ran didn't know that he had entered the game set by Gerald since he entered the bar. What ancient god's nonsense was diverting his attention. Only Beethoven himself and his soothing music that can let people down their guard are the most fatal temptation.

Cassius clenched his fists and snapped his knuckles. "According to the old rules, we are at odds with the hunting soldiers of the heavens. Next, how to arrange the killing game and kill him!"