The headless knight stood on the bloody bones of the mountain of corpses, clusters of flames bloomed like lotus flowers on the surrounding ground, behind which was the bloody dusk.

The oil paintings you see when you enter the main entrance give people a sense of depression.

Sa Ling stopped and looked for a moment, her eyes showing a thoughtful look.

This painting...is a bloody dusk.

In his ear, the butler urged softly.

Sa Ling came to her senses, smiled apologetically, and then followed the butler into the living room.

The moment she came in, Saling saw Cloba sitting on a wooden chair at a glance, a man in his fifties and sixties with white and black hair and beard, with deep facial features and bright eyebrows and eyes.

In addition to Cloba, there were about twenty black-clad bodyguards in the living room, and two guests were also sitting on the chair made of precious wood, one man and one woman, who was about forty years old.

The man's hair was combed with wax, his face was fair, he wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and a decent formal outfit, looking gentle.

The woman's hair was tied up, her face was decorated with appropriate makeup, and she was wearing a red long dress, which was full of grace and luxurious appearance.

While Sa Ling was looking at the three people in the living room, the other party was also looking at her.

She was wearing a black women's casual suit, without makeup on her face, without even foundation, and had a neat hairstyle on her head, and her whole body exuded a breath of energy.

The first time I saw Sa Ling, I gave the three of them a good impression.

However, judging from Sa Ling's momentum and dress, she doesn't look like a collector or a rich and powerful person, but more like a white-collar lady active in the steel jungle.

Cloba did not get up to greet him, but just reached out to the wooden chair in front of him and smiled and said, "Please sit."

He knows everyone who receives the invitation and knows that Sa Ling is an employee of an antique-related website that has emerged recently.

"Hello, Master Cloba."

Saling sat down naturally and greeted Cloba without using a respectful title.

Regarding this small detail, Cloba didn't mind and asked: "Are you the chief appraiser of Luo Ling Museum?"

"Yes." Saling nodded.

"Luo Ling Museum? Is it the website that throws thousands of antiques online for sale?" The man with gold-rimmed glasses said curiously.

Perhaps the recent promotion has been effective, and another woman in the red dress also knew about the Luo Ling Museum. Seeing Cloba and the others talking about this topic, she said, "I haven't sold a single antique for several months. I'm spending money on promotion recently?"

The woman's tone was quite arrogant, and when she talked about Luo Ling Museum, she felt even more disdainful.

Saling was not angry at all, ignoring the woman in red dress, looking at the man in gold-rimmed glasses, and smiling: "Yes, our company currently has 1,205 antiques, most of which are genuine products from the era of Vera in the Kendia Desert."

"In the era of Vera, I remember that it was the strongest empire in the history of the Kendia Desert, but it was destroyed by some unknown reason a thousand years ago and withdrew from history at an extremely fast speed." The man with gold-rimmed glasses said with interest.

"It seems that the gentleman has a good understanding of this. If he is interested, he can check on our company's website to see if there are any products he likes." Sa Ling kept smiling.

When the woman in the red dress saw Sa Ling ignore her, she looked over and said that she was furious and angry, but she did not get angry.

Thousands of authentic products sound like jokes, but others do not rashly destroy them and maintain good etiquette.

Cloba watched calmly and introduced Saling to Saling as soon as he finished speaking: "This gentleman is Mickey, the boss behind the Youkexin Bora Auction, and this lady is Angie, the daughter of Tiffany Jewelry Group. She likes to collect jewelry that has been settled through time."

The introduction of name and identity was not made public.

However, the extraordinary identity of Kakadong and Anji can be seen based on the Bora Auction and the Fantini Jewelry Group alone.

Bola Auction, Youkexin ranked third in large-scale auction.

Tiffany Jewelry Group, the world's largest jewelry group, owns Anji's father and the third largest rich man in the world.

"Hello, I am Saling. I am currently working as the chief appraiser of the Luoling Museum. I have a brief study of various types of antiquities and the history of various countries. Of course, I dare not show off before Master Cloba."

Saling stood up and raised Cloba a little.

In order to promote the cooperative relationship between Luo Ling Museum and Cloba and to leave a good impression on Cloba, Sa Ling put away her temperament and turned into a capable staff with a clear positioning. This is all for the changes made by Luo Ling Museum.

Before boarding the plane, Rona asked a replied question and you will get the most correct answer at this moment.

"Then do you know what the oil painting outside is from?" Anji looked at Sa Ling indifferently and suddenly attacked.

Cloba and Mickey looked at each other, and both spoke silently.

"A little bit of it."

Facing Anji's question, Saling sat down slowly and whispered: "It was a fantasy work from the end of the 12th century, called Bloody Dusk, painted by deserters of the last Dunrke battle at the end of the 12th century."

The three people present immediately looked at each other, which was different from their perception.

"The Battle of Dunker was a tragic battle in Dunker Canyon that the two countries fought to invest 80,000 soldiers, and was also the last battle at the end of the 12th century."

"The final result of that battle was that no one survived, and all the soldiers on both sides died bravely. How could the deserter come about? Furthermore, the oil painting writer was the most famous painting master of that era, Cosel, how could he be a deserter?"

"Miss Saling, ignorance is not the capital used to speak nonsense."

Anji chuckled, his tone was filled with a hint of coolness.

Although Cloba and Mickey did not speak, judging from their expressions, they obviously agreed with Anji's words.

"In fact, the oil brushes made by Cosel with his leg bones and his last letter before his death were obtained by our senior hunters, and they are being placed in our company."

Saling looked at the three of them calmly and said calmly: "Also, Kosel's real name is Ersaiko, and he is also one of the inconspicuous soldiers' deaths."

Speaking of this, Sa Ling spoke a little more seriously, "The truth is sometimes only in the hands of a few people."

The moment he finished speaking, Saling thought of the scene where Luo came to her with a set of bone brushes and a leather letter.

At that time, Luo was in high spirits and told her about the past of the brush and the last letter, just like a child who discovered an amazing treasure.

Sa Ling likes Luo very much at that moment, as if she saw her former self and also saw the desirable vitality from Luo.

Ersaiko was an oil painter who was forced to join the army and was the only deserter in the Battle of Dunlke. He then hid his identity and eventually became famous five years after the battle.

In the oil painting of the bloody dusk, the main color is like blood. The scenery beside it is a mountain of desolate corpses, but the most picturesque one is a blood-stained headless knight who still stands unyieldingly until his death, unwilling to fall down.

The so-called fantasy work refers to Ersaiko's scene after the battle, but he painted this scene, so it is called a fantasy work.

However, the fantasy work that Sa Lingtong mentioned does not refer to this.

Ersaiko has seen this scene, but there is no headless knight, because deep down he hopes that he is the headless knight.

This is... the most sincere fantasy of a deserter after the war.

If Luo hadn't found the bone-made brush and the last letter, no one could have revealed the truth hidden in the fog.

At least in this matter, Luo is a few people who have grasped the truth.

After hearing what Saling said, Cloba did not refute it immediately, but instead showed great interest and said, "Can I see the brush and the ultimate letter with my own eyes?"

Being able to hang Ersaiko's famous oil paintings in front of the main entrance shows Cloba's love for oil paintings.

When Saling saw that oil painting, she became scheming. Thanks to Anji's introduction to the oil painting, she made Cloba interested.

The effects of active mention and passive mention are greatly different in this situation.

"I didn't bring these two things, but I can ask someone to bring them here, maybe I can catch up with the appreciation conference the day after tomorrow." Sa Ling said.

Before she came, she never thought that Ersaiko's brushes and last letter would have miraculous effects. After all, she had just come up with the idea of ​​seeing the oil painting before entering the door, but this was not a problem. She could bring the things over.

"That's the best." Clopa looked happy and sighed: "The truth hidden under the truth is the reason why I entered this industry."

He did not fully believe Sa Ling's words, nor did he make a conclusion directly. He just wanted to see the brush and the last letter of the brush before he could draw a conclusion.

On the side, Anji frowned slightly and said no more.

Sa Ling is so confident that she is not easy to deal with for the time being. Anyway, right or wrong, and she will make a conclusion the day after tomorrow.

Afterwards, everyone talked about topics related to the history of antiques. Saling's conversation and insights made Cloba and Mickey look at each other frequently. Both of them were in this industry and had regarded Saling as a colleague who could communicate in their hearts.

Cloba himself is the most famous appraiser in the industry. His activity has decreased in recent years, but the juniors he has promoted are now spread all over the world and are well-known appraisers.

The excellence of his younger generation is something he likes to see. At this time, he looked at Sa Ling with a different look, but he didn't know that Sa Ling's age did not match his appearance, and he didn't know Sa Ling's real age.

Mickey is the boss behind Youkexin’s large-scale auction. It is particularly important for an appraiser with superb skills in this industry. When he saw Sa Ling’s ability, he even started to poach.

When talking about the fun, Cloba invited Saling to stay for a meal.

Sa Ling agreed happily, and after several contacts, she realized that Cloba was a big man with no airs.

In fact, if it weren't for the topic and the industry, Cloba wouldn't be so polite to Saling.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Cloba answered a call and left the living room.

Seeing this, Sa Ling took advantage of the situation to call Luo. She couldn't get through after taking it. In desperation, she dialed Sabo's number.

At the Hunter Association, thousands of miles away, Saab picked up the ringing phone and pressed the switch button.

"Where is the Luo people?"

Sa Ling's voice came from the phone.

Sabo glanced at Luo's closed door and said casually: "I'm still sleeping."

"Call him up and give him the phone."

"Okay, wait."

Sabo put down what he was doing, got up and walked to Luo's room door, slapped the door hard, and shouted Luo's name at the same time.

I slapped the door for more than ten seconds, but there was no response inside.
To be continued...