Hao Ren stared blankly at the large portrait in front of him. The ancient and heavy wooden frame was decorated with exquisite patterns and gold pins. It had the typical luxurious style of the nobles of that era. Anyone could see the special significance of the portrait to the Andrea Family from the decoration. The portrait was of an elegant girl in a long black dress. She stood in the middle of a field of roses, and the background was inexplicably gloomy and depressing. The girl had a slight smile on her face — it was Vivian's face.
Hao Ren heard Vivian's voice and turned his head in amazement. "Is that really you?"
Vivian looked at the portrait, and some fragmented memories finally regrouped in her mind. "Well, yes, I did have such a dress... I saved money for two months and hired a French tailor to make it. Yes, I did live here in the past. "
Then she frowned and looked around. "But it wasn't like this back then..."
Becky looked at Vivian in horror. "You... you're the witch in the records of the Andrea Family?"
"They didn't call me that back then..." Vivian frowned and tried to search her mind. She waved her hand at Hao Ren. "Wait a minute, I need to recall. That period of time is the most vague part of my memory, and... the changes here are too great. Wait a minute. "
Vivian summoned a swarm of little bats to make a seat. She sat on it and closed her eyes, lost in thought. White Flame looked at this scene in amazement. When she came here, she did not think of looking for the witch's portrait. As a demon hunter, she was only interested in her prey, and the witch who had been gone for hundreds of years was obviously not of interest to her. But now, her curiosity about this matter had been aroused, just like everyone else.
Hao Ren pinched his face to make sure that the whole thing was not an illusion. He could not help but look at Vivian with a subtle look in his eyes. This prehistoric creature could really bring up a series of shocking dark history anytime and anywhere. Now, no one would be surprised if she suddenly stood up and announced that she was the one who wrote the Code of Hammurabi...
Lily held up the Flamejoy and shone it on the 300-year-old portrait of Vivian. While comparing it with the real person, she muttered, "Battie was so elegant back then. How did she become a clown who haggles with people for half an hour for twenty cents an egg?"
Before Lily's voice trailed off, Vivian suddenly got up and said, "I remember!"
Lily was startled by the sudden movement. Poof! The Flamejoy was inserted into the antique portrait that was at least 300 years old. Hao Ren's eyes almost popped out. "This is a 300-year-old antique!"
Lily's tail stood up straight. "My claw broke at least five million..."
Vivian ignored the two unreliable guys. She quickly recounted what she had just remembered. "Yes, yes, I did know a human with the surname Andrei... He, and another guy, we used to do business together!"
"Business?" When Hao Ren heard these three words and thought of Vivian's fortune, he suddenly had an idea. "You've ruined the Romans and the Egyptians. Isn't that enough? What did the Russians do to you? "
"At that time, I felt that I had a big advantage." Vivian put her hands on her hips. "I was in the Kama River... or maybe the Kamsk area... I can't tell what the place is now. Anyway, I met those two people nearby. They were small merchants. They couldn't make a fortune, but they didn't starve either. But in fact, they were my followers. When their village was attacked by werewolves, I helped them. But when I was fighting with the werewolves, I was seen by the two humans. They thought I was a witch and were afraid that I would kill them. Before I could explain, they swore allegiance to me... People were like that back then. They were very superstitious, and the middle and lower classes were used to being submissive. Then, I thought, 'My luck with money is a little bad, but if I find two human followers and let them earn money to support me, wouldn't that be enough?' So I decided to give it a try. They used their fortune, I used my accumulated knowledge and magic, and the three of us started a business together... "
Hao Ren raised his eyebrows. "And then?"
"And then they lost everything." Vivian rubbed her hands and lowered her head. "Not only did they lose all their money, but they also got into trouble. The Tsar exiled them to Siberia to dig for potatoes. After a few days of digging, they were cheated again. They were sent to the coldest place in the north to die..."
Everyone was speechless.
Lily muttered, "Fortunately, those two went bankrupt early. Otherwise, the Russian Empire would have been destroyed 300 years ago. It wouldn't have happened to the February Revolution."
"They were exiled, but I wasn't affected." Vivian scratched her face in embarrassment. "So I felt sorry for them, so I went to Siberia to find them... Oh yes! That's when I met the vengeful spirit! "
Hao Ren perked up. He knew it was time to get to the point.
"The prisoners were digging a cellar to store food for the winter, and the vengeful spirit came out. I arrived just in time." Vivian clapped her hands. "This is the place. At that time, I sealed the vengeful spirit, and in the process of sealing it, I found two things in the underground... well, a 'nest'. I don't know what they were for, but they looked beautiful, so I gave them to the two followers. "
As Vivian spoke, she looked around again. Her eyes seemed to look beyond the stone walls of the hall and into the distance. "At that time, this place was also a different dimension, but it was much more stable than it is now, and there was only one crypt. After sealing the vengeful spirit, this place was completely stabilized. I built a pretty big sealing altar here... But I didn't expect it to have loosened to this extent after three hundred years. The whole space has expanded so much that I can't even recognize it anymore. "
Lily could not wait to know the follow-up of that incident. "And then? What happened after the vengeful spirit was sealed? "
Vivian laughed dryly. "Aha... Maybe it was too much. After I gave the two 'gems' I found in the underground to the followers, I felt a little sleepy, so I found a place to sleep... When I woke up, Alexander I was already dead. Then, I slipped away from Europe … "
Hao Ren facepalmed. "You've completely forgotten about those two unlucky kids."
Vivian continued to giggle without saying a word.
White Flame had been listening. By this time, she had figured out the ins and outs of the story. She looked at Vivian in surprise. "... You're the witch from back then? Have you really forgotten the whole thing?! "
"She's very forgetful," Hao Ren spread out his hands, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "And it's not her fault. Living from the prehistoric era until now, how many things must she have experienced in her life. If she had to remember them all, I would be exhausted for her."
White Flame's eyes suddenly changed. She stared at Vivian with vigilance. "Prehistoric... Wait! Are you the legendary Countess? "
"You know me too?" Vivian blinked and then understood. "Oh, right, I guess every demon hunter knows my name."
"You're written in our textbooks," White Flame nodded honestly. "The oldest vampire, eccentric, likes to mingle..."
"Likes to mingle in human society, poor, unlucky, bad fortune, serious forgetful. Alright, stop talking about it." Hao Ren waved his hand to interrupt White Flame. He looked at Vivian, who looked embarrassed. "Now I finally understand. The so-called witch is you. Andre's ancestors didn't steal anything from the witch. You just forgot about it. So what happened to their family's wealth later? "
"Anyway, it has nothing to do with Battie's fortune," Lily pursed her lips. "Maybe Battie made them bankrupt, and even God couldn't stand it anymore. After Battie left, God hurriedly gave them some money to calm them down."
"It's the two 'stones' I gave them," Vivian said with a look of realization. "Although there are many twisted and fabricated parts of the 'legend', the core is always true. The Andre family recorded that their ancestors found wealth from the stone left by the witch. Such a big story can't be made up!"
"Well, after we go up, we can ask Igor where the stone is. I hope he didn't lose his ancestor's thing," Nangong Sanba stood up and listened to the distant wind outside. "I feel the wind and snow are gathering again... Now we'd better find a way to deal with the vengeful spirit."
Several pairs of eyes fell on Vivian at the same time. The latter's memory was recovering. She smiled confidently and said, "Don't worry, I know what's going on with this vengeful spirit."
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