Kingdom of Tallinn.

Valen was in the workshop, staring blankly at a few sketches.

Feiqi pushed the door open, his face pale.

"Is it okay?"

Valen asked with concern.

"It's okay, several bishops of the 'Check Office' have thought I've cleared the suspicion..." Feiqi did not take off his coat: "Where are you? Have you found that woman?"

"No... the other party seems to be an invisible person, without all the information... this is simply impossible."

Valen shook his head: "I suspect... maybe it was a senior spy trained by the Liberal Confederacy..."

"In addition, more than half of the people in that town were 'infected', and the subsequent treatment was made by the guardians of the Nature Church... and the secret realm also disappeared."

Feiqi clapped his hands and said, "The only valuable information we have obtained at present is the portrait of the man named Turing in Storm Manor. You don't know how rich the meaning behind this clue is."

"Hmm? What's the problem?" Valen was a little surprised.

"That Turing is so ordinary. We got all his resume from the Kingdom of Forest. Except for his sudden disappearance more than ten years ago, his life was too normal, so normal that it was impossible to suddenly run to Storm Villa and make a 'prophecy'..."

"Maybe it was the extraordinary in this decade of disappearance." Valen shrugged.

"This possibility is not ruled out, but I know a historian who has different opinions. Have you seen my clothes not changed? Let's go!"

Fitch pulled Valen out of the laboratory and got on the carriage.

“Go to the slums, Bai Phosphate Street, No. 60.”

Feiqi ordered and the carriage started to move directly.

"I said..." Valen scratched his scalp: "Do you call the 'historian' live in a slum?"

"Yes, his name is Uzvich Prundo. He was once a member of the Church's 'Check Office' and was responsible for studying some historical documents..."

Feiqi answered.

Verification center!

This department has great power in the Church of God of Knowledge, because it is responsible for reviewing members of the church and excluding those who are ‘polluted’ or ‘spiritual beliefs are not up to standard’.

Working in such a department, even if you are just an ordinary member, should not be underestimated.

"Then why..." Valen asked.

"Because there was something wrong with his own spirit, he was kicked out..." Feiqi shrugged.

"You want me to ask a lunatic?" Valen's eyes were incredible.

"No, usually, he is a normal person. He only becomes stubborn when talking about ancient history... I happened to meet him and mentioned the name "Turing". He is very interested..."

Feiqi answered.

While chatting, the carriage had already stopped in a shanty area.

Feiqi paid the fare and asked the carriage to wait beside him. He took Valen to the wooden house with the door number 60 and knocked on the door.

Bang!

The wooden door was opened, and a white man with a white hair, an old face, but a rosacea looked over, and he was Uzvich Prundo.

"It's Feichi, come in quickly."

He invited the two into the living room: "Do you want a cup of flaming red lips? I like its taste the most!"

"No, I don't drink during the day." Valen refused politely, taking the historian a little more lightly.

"Mr. Uzvich, you should know what we are going to do."

Feiqi cleared his throat: "You told me before that you have made a major discovery about the person 'Turing'!"

"History is a fog, and I can only see the limited truth. Many recorded stone slabs have been lost in the long history... I especially want to find an obelisk, but according to later generations, they have long been no longer powerful and have become ordinary stone slabs... But they involve a prehistoric civilization, an extremely brilliant and splendid era of ancient Sulu mythology!"

Uzvich's eyes were a little confused: "That was the time when the gods walked on the earth, and the original Creator lived in the holy mountain..."

"Ahem..."

Valen coughed, apparently treating this as a drunkard murmur: "We just want to find clues about Turing..."

"Oh, yes, young people nowadays are always so anxious!"

Uzvich took a sip of the liquor, climbed up the stairs, and threw down a huge book that was almost falling apart.

Bang!

Countless dust floated up, causing Feich and Valen to cover their mouths and noses.

"The name Turing... is very interesting! Have you heard of the earliest history of mankind?" Uzvich asked suddenly.

"Of course, who can forget the glory of the Mercenary Emperor and the Magic Emperor?" Valen interfaced: "However, from the current perspective, they should be just powerful 'saints'!"

"hehe……"

Uzvich sneered: "Then, these two emperors suddenly rose up. Even though they were the emperor themselves, who taught them?"

"?"

Valen has a black question mark face.

What he is looking for is a mechanical instructor in recent decades. What does it have to do with the history of the mercenary emperor?

"Ahem... The Mercenary Emperor started in the earliest city-state era. Perhaps his teacher was his father... And the Magic Emperor initially had the title of three magic inheritors. Their teacher might be a saint?" Feiqi guessed.

"Wrong! All are wrong!"

Uzvich's eyes were bright and his hands pressed heavily on the book: "I have searched for a lot of stories about these two emperors, especially their palace records, and they each lamented their teachers... Do you want to know?"

Without waiting for Valen and Feich to answer, he opened the ancient book directly: "Look at... the red line I marked."

Valen and Feich looked at each other and looked up.

Immediately, their bodies shook, as if they were frightened or saw something incredible: "The teacher of the Mercenary Emperor... is a wise man called 'Turing'? And the teacher of the Magic Emperor, also called Turing? No... this is impossible."

"History is just a little girl who can be dressed up...and a black hand has been running through our era and influenced at some key nodes!"

Uzvich said: "Humans are just humble and small things, and can only passively bear fooling... This is my historical view, and it was expelled from the inspection center..."

"Evidence, we need evidence!"

Some cold sweat appeared on Valen's forehead, but he asked calmly: "Do you have any evidence to support you?"

"No……"

Uzvich spread his hands: "I have no evidence. I only learned some truth after I got the guidance of a great existence... But even this book is identified as 'doubt'... But I believe that my research must be correct."

"A great being? Isn't it a wise sage?"
Chapter completed!