"Sean! That's grandpa! My grandpa! - Dal Finch!" Sean had almost never seen Olivia Wind Chime so excited.羀
He nodded repeatedly, letting Olivia know with his eyes that he understood, sharing her strong feelings. From the first time he saw the old man, he knew that the person sitting there looked exactly like Dal Finch.
What’s even more interesting is that judging from the brush strokes of his painting, that person, or that “concept”, is really Dal Finch himself.
Dal Finch.
Sean shook his head in disbelief in his heart: Renaissance pioneer, three heroes of the alchemical age, candlelight reading club elder...
Perhaps the most famous genius in continental history. And that genius still seems to exist in the form of a concept in this abyss of Labyrinth Island.
How incredible is this?
Even as an enlightened person, Sean was so surprised that he lost his words for a moment.羀
He just held Olivia's delicate body gently and patted her back gently to calm her excited emotions.
Suddenly, Sean realized something again. And this incident was so bizarre that he couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body like an electric shock.
Although this conjecture was indeed a bit absurd, he had to face it squarely and repeatedly speculated on this possibility:
Dal Vinci, who lost his memory, existed in this abyss in the form of a concept, and he drew the image of Nikola Tesler...
Could it be that he is mud?
Is Mud Da Vinci?
That ugly scavenger on Labyrinth Island, is Leonardo da Vinci?羀
"Sean, what's wrong with you?" Olivia raised her head - she felt a rare turbulence in her reader's mind.
Recalling what he had experienced with Tesler and Niba on Maze Island before, Sean felt like everything was turned upside down. He really couldn't imagine that Mudba's true identity was one of the once shining "human stars".
So what to do next? Sean was lost in thought. He paces slowly in this gallery, looking at the new works created by Concept Dal Vinci and thinking about his next move.
Soon after, he made a decision. Turning around and looking at Olivia: "We still have to tell him part of the truth. Maybe, this can bring back some of his memories. Otherwise, we won't know anything."
After making the decision, the two left the gallery and returned to the room where Dal Finch was.
He was perfecting some shoulder lines, and the two of them could only wait quietly. When he was satisfied, he put down the brush and turned around: "How was it? Did you enjoy browsing?" He had a smile on his face and seemed to be in a good mood.
"The displays there are all masterpieces that are rare in the world. Wandering in such a gallery is a great enjoyment."
Dal Finch laughed: "Young man, you are so good at coaxing the old man..."
"By the way, sir. While I was browsing the paintings just now, I remembered something that I'm afraid I need to tell you."
"What's up?"
"I think I might know who you are."
Hearing this, Dal Vinci put down his paintbrush and turned the wooden stool around. The smile on his face faded and he looked at Sean seriously: "Who am I?" Obviously, he wanted to know the answer.
"Sir, your name is Dal Vinci. You were born in the Apennines and are a famous painter and inventor in Europe."
"Dal...Finch?" The old man frowned and muttered to himself, as if he was savoring the name.羀
"Dal Vinci?..." However, just a pronunciation did not seem to awaken her memory. The old man was just stuck in difficult memories.
Seeing this, Sean glanced at Olivia, and then continued: "In addition, I have to tell you something that may shock you."
Dal Finch turned his gaze away, and Sean said: "Please look at the lady next to me - maybe you can tell that her body is made of precision alchemy technology.
"Her name is Olivia Windchime, and she is your granddaughter."
Olivia covered her mouth with her hands. She finally didn't have to hold it back any longer, and tears burst into her eyes. Dal Finch looked at the Seiko girl who suddenly started crying, and blinked in confusion. Then, his mouth opened and closed tremblingly several times, as if a voice came from deep in his throat: "Olly...Olly! My Olly!"
The old man's eyes widened, and he suddenly stood up from the chair, trembling and stumbling to Olivia's side. The old hands held her face, and he looked at Olivia's face in disbelief. His nose turned red with excitement, and the beard next to his lips trembled slightly.
Everything around him seemed to have become unreal to him. He seemed a little dizzy and held on to the table next to him. He closed his eyes for a long time and then slowly opened his eyes. There was something more in his eyes. Tired: "I...I remembered some things." Hen
They sat down. Dal Finch kept holding Olivia's hand and was as happy as a child to be able to see his granddaughter again, with a smile on his face. However, he seemed to suddenly remember something, and a trace of nervousness flashed across his face. After a while, he carefully said: "Oli... At that time, your departure made me so sad. I only wanted to I want you to return to this world, so I gave you eternal life in the form of a mechanism without your permission...
"I was very worried about this later. Because later I realized that death is an important part of life. I just called you back like this, and I don't know what kind of fate you will face. Forgive your grandpa, I once I think only life is the best gift..."
Olivia shook her head repeatedly: "No, don't worry. I am very happy to have this second life. Although there have been lonely times, that has passed... This second life is indeed a precious one. A gift." She glanced at Sean while speaking, her eyes were charming.
Being able to see that his granddaughter was not lying to comfort him, Dal Vinci smiled happily, and a stone fell to the ground in his heart.
"My memory has not been fully restored," the old man said. "There are still many things that I can't remember, but I already have a rough idea of why I am here."
Then, Dal Vinci began to tell the part he recalled:
"If I remember correctly, it was in the autumn of 1505 that I completed the work of Labyrinth Island."
"Since then, I have regarded this mysterious island far away from Europe as my secret base and warehouse. Except for the closest people around me, almost no one knows the existence of this secret base.
"In 1520, it must have been that year, I remember that I was very ill and felt that my life was coming to an end. At that time, I had just completed Rose Under the Moon, and I was still a little obsessed with the concept of immortality.
"When I was resuscitating Ollie, I always had an idea in my mind. When death knocked on my door, I started to put that idea into action..."
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