Super Righteous Player
Chapter 1046 - 104 Drest Flamelle

Chapter 1046: Chapter 104 Drest Flamelle

Annan was taken aback by what the Thrush had said.

—Well, this is indeed something.

Annan hadn’t thought much of it before, but he hadn’t expected that the last stretch of the Thrush’s words could cram in so many death flags.

"This job isn’t dangerous, I just need to escape with my life," "With so-and-so here, I won’t die," "Just one more and I’ll have reached my goal," "After this one, I’m retiring to the second line," "After this one, I’m going back home to get married..."

This was truly a skilled move and deserved appreciation.

If you added the earlier "It doesn’t matter if I die," or "I will escort you," these secondary death flags, the aura of death about him was about the same as someone who habitually signed their name on the title page after finding a Death Note...

Originally, Annan had planned to leave him here to play cops and robbers, then he could just walk away.

However, with such a density of death flags...

Annan was genuinely afraid he would become distracted—even possibly just after parting ways, only to see Thrush suddenly drop dead.

In a horror game, this would probably be like when Annan was investigating something ahead, and then Thrush just suddenly disappeared.

How should I put it...

This gave Annan a sense of "If I save him, maybe there will be a side plot" to that mysterious level of déjà vu.

"I haven’t introduced you before... This is Isaac, Isaac Flamel. He is a very powerful wizard."

Annan smiled and bent over slightly to clear the way, revealing the silent Isaac standing behind him with his hands in his pockets.

After all, Thrush had already stopped recording, and exposing Isaac wasn’t a problem now.

Moreover, although Thrush’s side had comprehensive intelligence... Annan could see that their information was significantly outdated.

They didn’t even know that Annan had become a Transcendent, nor that Annan had been chosen as the holder of the Book of the Celestial Chariot—this had been publicly announced by the Silver Baron himself at the funeral of the last generation’s King Noah.

This was essentially public information.

There was no need for spies to report back; anyone could find out with a little inquiry...

Yet Thrush didn’t know this.

From this Annan deduced—Thrush might also have flawed information about "Venomhand."

This was a very logical inference.

And now, he again displayed a lack of information.

It was one thing not to recognize Isaac before, but now knowing he came from the Jade Tower and learning Isaac’s real name and surname, he still did not recognize Isaac as the former Jade Tower Master from over a hundred years ago—

Hearing this name, Thrush was momentarily shocked.

"Hello, Lord Flamell."

Thrush respectfully saluted Isaac.

But from his title, one could tell—it wasn’t because of Isaac being a wizard of the Jade Tower that he saluted, but because of the surname "Flamell."

"Do you recognize this surname?"

Even though Thrush had yet to say anything, Isaac, sharp as he was, immediately noticed this subtle detail.

...He doesn’t know me, but he knows Flamell?

"I once had the honor to meet Earl Flamell. Except for being a few years older and having a slightly longer beard, he looks exactly like you."

Thrush respectfully said, "It’s just that you were dressed in the robes of a Jade Tower instructor; I hadn’t thought in that direction before... I didn’t expect that there would be a Transcendent in the ’Flamell family.’"

But Annan exchanged a surprised look with Isaac.

Admittedly, Annan didn’t really know much about the United Kingdom’s intelligence.

If it were Black Annan, he could definitely have immediately provided intelligence in this area.

But right now, An Mengmeng certainly couldn’t... since he simply didn’t have time to remember so much peripheral intelligence and could only prioritize grasping the most crucial core intelligence.

At least this "Earl Flamelle" certainly wasn’t a real power-holding Earl, nor had he made any major headlines. So much so that in the information collected by the Hand of Winter, Annan hadn’t even heard the name of this transparent Earl.

Thus, curiosity suddenly arose in Annan’s heart.

A mere surname could still be a coincidence, after all, Flamelle was of elfin descent, and it wouldn’t be strange for one of them to become an Earl. But if they also looked strikingly similar...

That would be odd.

Because Isaac’s father and uncle had both died early, and he himself had never had any offspring.

And the elfin bloodline were all naturally Transcendent—just like Elle.

In her teens, she was capable of becoming the center of a Twisted Tier nightmare... After death, her soul could even be made into an Angel by the Bone Collector.

Within just the known "Flamelles" Annan knew, there were at least two Gold-tier Transcendents. A family capable of resembling Isaac to this extent, yet explicitly controlling the number of Transcendents?

But seeing Isaac’s equally surprised expression, Annan immediately realized—Isaac probably didn’t know about this either.

Yet, Isaac, being from the United Kingdom, had not heard of it, and Annan, being from Winter, didn’t know... These were not the same.

Therefore, Annan quickly realized—he must have been played.

A newly-minted Earl, even if he was a quiet, invisible man... but the word "newly-minted" alone should have already made him a center of information. Why he became a noble, his connections—who the old nobility, knew how to constrain and protect their information.

But the new nobility, regardless, would certainly leave social traces. Even just to establish a foothold in the circle of nobility, he would have to reveal who his backers were, which faction he belonged to.

Yet the Hands of Winter...

...had investigated nothing?

If this wasn’t because of a traitor among the Hand of Winter, then it could only mean that Dennisiowa was deliberately protecting the information about "Earl Flamelle". But this wasn’t a secret that needed hiding; otherwise, An would not have mentioned it in front of Annan.

"What did you say that Earl Flamelle’s name was? When did he become an Earl?"

Isaac’s face immediately showed a clear displeasure.

Faced with his questioning, An didn’t hesitate at all and replied, "It’s Drest Flamel, Earl—It’s perfectly normal you don’t know. He was knighted about a year ago."

It was clear he took Isaac for the kind of old wizard who stayed in the Jade Tower doing research, the type who was indeed over sixty years old and hadn’t left home in decades... After all, the pressure he felt was very real.

These days, old wizards often liked to make themselves look younger. Or even change genders, turning themselves into a beautiful young girl, a little girl, a talking cat, or a dog through rituals—it wasn’t strange, given that people stuck at home should eventually vent out something, not to mention wizards who could truly transform.

Changing their "skins" every few years was entirely doable.

After all, the United Kingdom was probably the country with the highest density of wizards. Every island had a Wizard’s Tower.

The detectives had seen a lot and were no longer surprised.

"Drest?"

Isaac furrowed his eyebrows, "Never heard of him. When exactly was he knighted a year ago? If he’s not a Transcendent, on what basis was he knighted?"

Given your age, it would be strange if you had heard of him.

Annan muttered in his mind.

An added, "It was last September or October. It’s not exactly a secret; in the more informed circles of Dennisiowa, it’s quite well-known... After all, what Drest Flamel has invented is a truly epoch-making creation for the United Kingdom."

"Is he a scholar?"

"A Purple Ribbon Scholar, Your Excellency. He’s only forty-five years old this year, yet he has already become a scholar awarded the highest level of ’Purple Ribbon Medal’ by the royal academy and also a ’historical’ level Ritualist. The ’things’ he’s invented have been evaluated as miracles that could change the era."

"What exactly has he invented?"

Annan asked curiously, "Can you tell me?"

"Of course."

An responded without hesitation, "You’ve come at just the right time; in half a month, it will be the first Dennisiowa Technology Exhibition. I would suggest you take a look.

"As for what Earl Flamelle has invented... When you hear it, you’ll definitely be amazed!"

An’s tone was full of pride: "What Flamelle has invented is a ’power transmission tower’ that can transmit thermal energy obtained in any manner, directly through cables, to another end of the continent. Spanning from west to east of Dennisiowa, the energy loss rate is less than 12%—"

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