"Wait a minute, this seems to be really like this. It's really a language of the Monpa language family!" With Leo's prompting, the old man quickly found the interpretation rules and quickly sorted out the fragments of this sentence.

location, which can be regarded as a preliminary crack in this text.

Although he has not been able to completely decipher the meaning of this sentence, he has found the direction of deciphering it. This made the old man's concentrated energy relax a little. It also made him feel the fatigue on his body, and he couldn't help but sit back and use it.

He sat on the plush cushion of the seat, stretched out, and at the same time looked at the person next to him who had just reminded him.

"Who are you?" At this time, the old man realized that he was not in his own research institute, and the person who had just found out the research direction for him was not his student, but a stranger he had never met before.

"Leo Dodd, the owner of this letter." Leo knew a person like Sir Roland who specialized in research very well, so he did not blame the old man for this rude behavior.

"Are you the owner of the letter?" Sir Roland was stunned and asked with a surprised look on his face: "Did you write this letter? Are all the words on it also written by you?"

"Of course." Leo nodded and admitted.

"How is this possible?" Although Leo admitted, Sir Roland still questioned in disbelief.

It’s no wonder that Sir Roland has such an attitude, because according to Sir Roland’s inference, if he wants to master all the ancient languages ​​​​in his heart, and can write them directly to express the desired meaning, the person who wrote this letter can only be a Chinese.

Young or old people, because it takes a long time to accumulate such a huge amount of knowledge, but Leo is just a young man in his twenties no matter how you look at it.

At such a young age, even if Leo started learning various ancient languages ​​as a child, it would not be enough for him to reach such a profound depth of knowledge.

Faced with Sir Roland's doubts, Leo did not explain, but directly took out a blank piece of paper from under the coffee table, and then quickly wrote a dramatic line related to Earl Drake on the paper.

This line is very famous. It is a mobilization speech made by Earl Drake before the crucial battle with the Kingdom of Sigmar Armada. Although it is a line, it is what Earl Drake really said, but it has only been slightly modified.

A bit of artistic processing, its content is almost known to everyone in the vinylon countries.

There are eight lines in total, and Leo wrote them in eight different ancient languages, and these eight ancient languages ​​are completely different from the ancient languages ​​written in the letter to Sir Roland.

Watching Leo write this famous line in eight ancient languages, the look in Sir Roland's eyes gradually changed from doubt to wonder, and he looked at Leo with extremely hot eyes. When Leo put down the pen in his hand,

He immediately said: "Okay, very good, I am very satisfied. I have passed your application. Since your knowledge is enough to serve in my institute, I will grant you the Royal Academy as the chief examiner of the Royal Academy."

The identity of an academician.”

Hearing Sir Roland suddenly say a series of words inexplicably, Leo didn't understand what was going on for a while and was stunned on the spot. However, he soon figured out the meaning of Sir Roland's words and couldn't help but smile wryly.

, said: "Sir Roland, you may have misunderstood. I am not writing this letter to ask you for a job."

"Ah?" Sir Roland was startled for a moment, his face immediately showed a trace of embarrassment, he laughed twice to relieve his mood, and explained: "I'm sorry, I don't know who spread the news that I want to recruit an assistant.

Many people wanted this position and used various methods to get close to me, so that I had to hide here with Diffie to get some peace of mind, so I thought you were the same as those job seekers." After explaining,

His awkward mood eased a little, and then he asked with some confusion: "Mr. Leo, since you are not a job seeker, you used this letter to arouse my curiosity, so that I have to meet you again.

What is it for?"

"Sir Roland, you don't have to think too much. In fact, my purpose is very simple. I just want to meet you. Because your name is often mentioned, I am very curious about you." Leo naturally would not say it.

His true purpose, and at the same time, he could also feel through the spiritual network that Fidia Roland in front of him was just an ordinary person. If he wanted to know whether Sir Roland in front of him was in the same situation as himself, he would probably need long-term contact. At this time

He thought of the assistant Sir Roland mentioned and had an idea in his mind, so he said: "I forgot to mention to you, I once studied with old man Rembrandt for a period of time, and my enlightenment in ancient languages ​​also benefited from it.

Old Rembrandt."

"Rembrandt?" Sir Roland seemed to have thought of something when he heard Leo's words. He looked Leo up and down again and said thoughtfully: "I seemed to have heard about you from Rembrandt a few years ago.

He said that there was a person who learned things very quickly, and almost wiped out all his knowledge in just a week. That person was an English soldier. I forgot his name, but now it seems that that person should be you, right? Leo

·Mr. Dodd."

Leo smiled easily and said: "If there is no other British soldier who studied with Old Rembrandt and learned as fast as me, I think that person should be me."

"Haha! You are such an interesting little guy." Sir Roland laughed and stood up, walked to the bookcase on the side, opened a hidden compartment on the bookcase, took out a bottle of wine and two wine glasses, and replied

After getting to their seats, they filled up the wine and handed it to Leo. He said with a smile: "Diffie always thinks that I can't find the wine he hides, but every time I can find it."

As for the wine, this bottle of wine is from Porto in the Brumaire of 1977. It is also one of the best wines in the world. You can’t drink it outside. You are in the right place today.”

Leo was not polite, took the wine glass, tasted the contents for a while, then nodded slightly and said, "It is indeed a very good wine, but it's a pity that the taste is too bland and not suitable for me."

Seeing Leo telling the truth, Sir Roland was not angry. Instead, he appreciated Leo's straightforward words and said with a smile: "What you said is the same as that of our naval admiral. After all, they are all soldiers and have similar ideas."

.By the way, if I remember correctly, you have been exposed to ancient languages ​​for less than ten years."

"Yes, my time in contact with ancient languages ​​is very short," Leo nodded and admitted, and said with some reservations: "If you exclude the time for doing other things, the actual time spent learning ancient languages ​​only adds up to two or three days.

It’s just years.”

Although Leo has extended the time he spent learning the ancient language as long as possible, if he really wanted to count the time, I am afraid that the total time he spent learning the ancient language would only take him at most two months, or even less than

, but even two or three years was considered a small amount for Sir Roland, and it was pitiful. The shock in his heart was naturally beyond words.

Later, Sir Roland asked Leo about his living conditions, work and other personal matters. Leo also answered truthfully, and the relationship between the two became much closer.

In fact, Leo knew very well that what Sir Roland wanted to know most was not personal matters with him. It was the text from the royal city that Sir Roland wanted to know most. However, Sir Roland was too embarrassed to ask, so he never asked, and Lei

Ou also had no intention of mentioning it.

However, after talking for about ten minutes, footsteps and voices suddenly came from outside the door, and then the owner of the mansion, Diffie Roosevelt, opened the door and walked into the room. After he saw Leo,

He didn't show any surprise. Apparently, the servant outside the door had already told him about the situation inside the house before he came in.

"Teacher, didn't you come here to seek purity? Why now..." After Diffie Roosevelt came in, he nodded slightly to Leo, then turned to ask Sir Roland. Obviously, he and Sir Roland were both

I mistakenly thought that Leo was a job seeker.

"You misunderstood! This is Mr. Leo Dodd, a student of an old friend of mine." Sir Roland explained with a smile.

"Leo Dodd?" After hearing Sir Roland's words, Diffie Roosevelt was stunned. He turned around and looked at Leo again. This time he looked very cautious.

Sir Roland also noticed the change in Diffie Roosevelt's expression and asked: "What's wrong? Diffie."

"It's nothing, I just didn't expect to see Mr. Leo here." Diffie Roosevelt responded with a smile, then stretched out his hand to Leo and said: "Hello, I am Diffie Roosevelt."

"I guess I don't need to introduce myself!" Leo stood up, shook Diffie Roosevelt's hand, and smiled.

Diffie Roosevelt smiled and said: "Of course no introduction is needed. You must know that you are very famous in the aristocratic circle of Port Sète."

"Am I very famous?" Leo Dodd frowned and asked doubtfully.

Diffie Roosevelt explained: "It is indeed very famous, because you made many people lose money, no, I should not say many people, but everyone."

Although Diffie Roosevelt just said a simple sentence without any beginning or end, Leo could vaguely guess that the money loss might be related to his butler, so he did not continue to ask.

However, Sir Roland on the side obviously didn't understand the situation and asked with some confusion: "What's going on? Why did he make everyone lose money."

As a result, Diffie Roosevelt hired Leo as the former butler of the Duke of Buckingham as Leo had guessed. The aristocratic circle in Port Dorset set up a bet for this purpose, betting on when Leo Dodd would be attacked by the Duke of Buckingham.

, at that time everyone thought that the Duke of Buckingham would definitely do something, it was just a matter of time.

But the result was unexpected. The Duke of Buckingham ignored this matter at all, as if he regarded the butler who knew a lot of his secrets as an indifferent person. Therefore, except for the casino, all the nobles lost this bet.

"Haha! You deserve it, a bunch of idle idiots!" Sir Roland laughed loudly after hearing this, showing disdain for the nobles of Port Set. Then he looked at Diffie Roosevelt and said with a smile: "Diffie, I'm afraid you are too

Are any of those idiots hungry?"

Diffie Roosevelt had an embarrassed look on his face, but he soon returned to normal. He deliberately shifted the topic back to Leo Dodd and said, "I sent you the invitation mainly because I wanted to see that

What kind of person is this guy who made us all lose money? I didn’t expect you to be more interesting than I expected. You are actually a student of my teacher’s friend.” As he spoke, he walked to the coffee table and left only the

He picked up half of the wine and said with a hint of complaint: "Teacher, why are you like this again? I finally got a bottle of wine, but half of it went into your stomach before I even had a chance to taste it."

"Don't be angry, isn't it just a bottle of wine?" Sir Roland smiled awkwardly, then coughed twice, looked at Leo, seemed to have thought of something, and said, "You gave it to me not long ago.

I already have some idea of ​​that notebook."

"What? Have you interpreted that language?" Diffie Roosevelt immediately put down the wine in his hand, couldn't wait to walk to Sir Roland, and asked excitedly: "Where is the interpretation information? Teacher, show me quickly.

!”

Sir Roland quickly explained: "Wait a minute, you misunderstood. I just have some clues about the direction of interpretation, but I haven't really understood it yet."

Diffie Roosevelt showed a disappointed look, but he soon recovered and said: "Just find the direction of interpretation. I believe that with your knowledge, teacher, it will only be a matter of time before you can completely interpret that notebook."

"Of course! As long as I have enough time, of course I can decipher that note." Sir Roland raised his head proudly, but then changed the subject and said: "But if you want the time to be shorter, you can

It’s not impossible.”

"Is there any way to shorten the interpretation time?" Diffie Roosevelt immediately became very concerned and asked urgently.

Sir Roland looked at Leo Dodd, who was sitting quietly aside, and said, "Just one more person needs to be added."

"He? What role can he play after joining?" Of course Diffie Roosevelt knew Sir Roland's intention, but he was a little confused about this proposal. It was obvious that he did not understand Leo's situation, maybe in his eyes Leo was just

A rich man who bought his factory and a lucky guy didn't pay special attention to Leo. After all, he had too many things to pay attention to.

Sir Roland smiled and said: "Didn't I tell you before, he is the student of a friend of mine, and that friend of mine is Rembrandt." As he spoke, he handed the letter on the table and the drama lines he had just written to

Diffie Roosevelt said: "His mastery of ancient languages ​​has reached an extremely high level. Even I may not be able to match it. The text in your notebook is a very ancient Black Forest tribal language.

It is one of the root languages ​​of French, and Rembrandt is the best person in the world to study the Black Forest language family. I believe that as a student of Rembrandt, Mr. Leo has an absolute understanding of the Black Forest language family.
Chapter completed!