how many years?

The man in the small space began to reflect on the elapsed time. After a long time, he opened and closed his lips and gently transmitted his voice with his weird and hoarse vocal cords.

"Four thousand one hundred and fifty days."

"You have a pretty good memory, sir."

The light gradually spread, and the man looked towards the place where the light was concentrated, and there was a strange figure standing there.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Su Mo."

"...from the Qing Dynasty?"

The man's azure blue pupils watched the person quietly, without any emotion.

"No."

The visitor replied in a calm and indifferent tone. The visitor probably didn't like the country the man was talking about.

"So, Japan?"

"No, please don't bother trying to guess my origin. I'm here just to see what you, the most unneeded talent in the nineteenth century, look like."

"Is the talent most needed in the nineteenth century?"

When the man heard this name, his pupils fluctuated slightly, and he continued, "And then, have you seen it?"

"I'm a little disappointed. I saw the last sentence you said before going to prison, and I still feel a little bit of anticipation."

"What kind of demeanor is that person who claims to see the truth and the essence of the world, but now it seems that he is just an old man who can't take his last breath."

Hearing what Su Mo said, the man didn't get angry, but said indifferently: "I've seen enough, let's leave."

"...Old man, do you know that your elder brother is now known as the greatest magician of this century?"

The visitor suddenly said this, the man raised his eyes slightly, and replied calmly: "Understood."

"Even though you are a brother from the same sibling, don't you feel that fate is too cruel to you?"

"No, boy, fate is not cruel to me."

He suddenly showed a weird and ferocious smile, probably because he hadn't talked about anything with anyone for more than ten years, and when he was suddenly mentioned a proposition he was concerned about, he suddenly burst into excitement.

"Fate is truly cruel to that man."

"The greatest magician of the nineteenth century will surely become the most ridiculous magician of the twentieth century."

"What do you mean?"

"Ingenious magic, which used to be just ordinary puppet magic, can suddenly shine brightly and become the main research direction of the entire Western magic society, do you know?"

Su Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and then said softly:

"Heart of Eve."

"Yes, it is the heart of Eve."

"But do you know what is the source of Eve's heart?"

"...Isn't it a magic circuit born from the research efforts of magi?"

His smile became more and more weird, his pupils were filled with muddy and distorted emotions, and he said with a silly smile: "No, that's just a stupid and ridiculous lie."

His voice gradually approached hysteria, and he shouted mockingly: "At the end of the eighteenth century, a young alchemist encountered an unexpected experiment."

"The Stitch Monster he made, in a stormy night, was stimulated by a beam of lightning, and accidentally gave birth to self-awareness."

"...Wait, are you talking about..."

Su Mo's pupils contracted slightly, and he thought of a classic novel in the early [-]th century, which described a sci-fi work in which Frankenstein accidentally created a monster with self-awareness using a corpse.

"Frankenstein's monster!"

Luce's answer confirmed Su Mo's thought for a while, and he continued: "Different from Mary Shelley's novel, this Mr. Frankenstein handed over the monster to the Magic Association. And thus was given the status of nobility—"

"In the follow-up research and development of monsters, it was discovered that the monster's abnormal self-healing ability and super-conductivity to magic power were discovered. At that time, the Magic Association planned to use this monster as a model to create a monster army. Deterrence by various countries that are alienated from Germany."

"In [-], during the Battle of Trafalgar, it was actually the ace ingenuity unit of the British, which was actually this monster army."

"They destroyed the joint fleet of the French and Spain, but they also exposed the monster army's lack of resistance to magic and gunpowder weapons. Therefore, under such circumstances, [Eve's Heart] was quietly born."

He parted his lips, squinted his eyes, and said word by word:

"The man who created [Eve's Heart] is named... Siren Rutherford."

"Five generations back, ancestor of me and Edward, father of Automata."

The Rutherfords?

"By the way, Siren Rutherford's father's full name is Frankenstein Rutherford."

...creator of those monsters?

"It seems that because of the ancestors of the Siren and Frankenstein, the magic world has gradually raised a strong sense of vigilance against the Rutherford family. The three generations of governors after the Siren ancestor are all very mediocre waste—"

"And under these wastes, there is often another secret "inheritor"—"

"Preserves esoteric knowledge passed down from generation to generation."

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