The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 42: The frozen water port of the past

If nothing else, Annan is very confident in his acting skills and memory.

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

So he worked backwards from the finished product to the real person, completely replicating the expression and movements of "Elle" at that time, and it was easy for Amos Morrison to complete the portrait without raising any suspicion.

But Annan is not the real Eli Morrison after all.

It seems that because Annan's performance was too perfect, even more like Ailei than "Ailei"...or maybe he really didn't move for more than two hours, but it made Amos's face appear. A hesitant expression.

Is this suspicious?

Still...

Annan's heart moved slightly, and he had vague murderous intentions.

Different from the previous scene.

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

But his daughter Elle Morrison is 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 can successfully attack and kill her father directly here.

——As long as you are dead, I will probably be safe.

But Annan hesitated and gave up.

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

But...feeling a little guilty?

"Well...I'm sorry, Elle. You did a great job, but this is all I can do."

Amos sighed and muttered under his breath: "If there is such a thing..."

"Huh?"

Annan tried to use the least amount of information to express questions.

The painter sighed again.

He hammered his thigh with some regret and murmured to himself: "Unfortunately, it has been used up... No, no. It should be said that it is fortunate that it has been used up. Otherwise, you are so beautiful. If there is still stock, Maybe I really can’t help but use it..."

As the man spoke, he slowly put down the brush and looked at his daughter with a tired expression.

"I'm sorry, Elle. I lied.

"Our agreement was impossible to fulfill from the very beginning. Because what you don't know is that the people who have been painted by me in portraits are actually..."

Speaking of this, a trace of pain flashed in Amos's eyes.

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

But Annan remained motionless and persisted until the portrait was completed, which seemed to have triggered some conditions.

It seems that the two of them had made an agreement before. If Elle can persist to the end, then Amos must paint "that kind of" portrait for her.

Obviously, this condition was impossible to establish in the first place.

"I didn't want to tell you this at first. I used to think that if you moved around or became impatient, I would pretend to be angry - I thought you would definitely be like this. In that case, Dad would blame you. I’m wasting precious god-given paint and refusing to paint your portrait..."

...Paint given by God?

Annan quickly realized the key point from Amos's words.

"No need to apologize, Dad."

Through Amos's tone, Annan slowly guessed Ai Lei's possible character, looked into Amos's eyes and said slowly: "I don't particularly want to..."

Seeing a moment of confusion and doubt in Amos's eyes, he suddenly changed the subject: "At least I won't continue to persist if I know it's not good for me. I believe you... …You can’t lie to me, especially if you say what you said before.”

Hearing this, Amos finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The smile on his face relaxed immediately: "That's good, Ailei. You have grown up...but remember, never say these words outside. This painting is given to you, Happy birthday."

"Thank you."

Annan said with a smile: "But I think this gift is not enough."

"That's natural."

Amos said repeatedly: "I'm going to buy you a cake right now. We just got a pastry chef from the royal capital some time ago. It is said that his skills are very good..."

Wait, pastry chef?

A sentence suddenly flashed in Annan's mind.

That was what Senior Salvatore told him when he introduced him to the "landmark businessman" of Frozen Water Port:

"——The old baker at Fengshui Port is very good at his craftsmanship. It is said that he came from the royal capital decades ago."

This...couldn't it be the frozen water port from decades ago?

Annan seemed to feel a burst of lightning rushing down his spine, and asked tentatively: "Why did he come from the royal capital? Our place... is quite remote."

The word remote can be said to be 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 fringes of the royal capital can call themselves "remotely living" without anyone thinking there is anything wrong.

But Amos was completely unwary of Annan, or "Ai Lei".

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

He replied casually: "Although the Frozen Water Port is a bit remote, it is more or less a non-freezing port. Ailei, you don't know that the price of many foreign specialties can increase threefold once you buy them from here and sell them in the royal capital." Four times."

"That's it..."

Annan nodded with a look of astonishment on his face.

When Amos left the room, he narrowed his eyes slightly. The pure and clear emerald green eyes belonging to Elle Morrison now revealed the cunning and depth of a fox.

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 that copy, because the time span was too small, Annan didn't realize the extent of time retrieval that "Nightmare" could achieve.

Now, he is finally convinced.

——At least to the extent of several decades.

He obtained the identity of Annan in that copy~IndoMTL.com~. Obtained 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...

The baker.

Amos's inference was wrong. Because after a few decades, Frozen Water Port became very dilapidated, and it was impossible to buy foreign specialties. But the baker not only did not leave, but settled here... People could no longer afford cakes and pastries, so he left his craft behind to bake bread.

Even the locals in Frozen Water Port were very surprised as to why he did this.

It is said that the baker once won the pastry chef competition in the royal capital. With his status, even working as a freelance cook in a wealthy noble's house would definitely be easier and more profitable than opening a bakery.

About his secret, it seems that we can explore it during this time period.

But before that...

Annan decided to take advantage of Ai Lei’s father not being at home.

He wants to demolish his house.

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

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

The main mission has him "explore the secrets of Amos Morrison."

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

"Obviously the family emblem of the Duke of Winter is a wolf head, why do I have to do the work of a husky..."

Anan muttered dissatisfiedly and jumped up from the bed.

Annan Not Husky Winter began to skillfully dismantle Elle Morrison's room.