NovelEnglish"What's wrong?" Luther sniffed and jolted. He hurriedly stood up and walked to Mr. Ward's side.
Mr. Ward pointed to pendant.
the thick layer of oxidation on the silver pendant had mostly gone off, revealing its original appearance.
"It looks like a dagger to me. Don't you think?" Luther asked Mr. Ward, pointing to the pendant.
"Yes, Mr. Warner is right. At Pascaylia, this was what female generals would bring around them in ancient times to defend
themselves. Of course bows and arrows are the main weapons they use."
Mr. Ward reached inside the pendant with a cotton swab and gently rubbed the pendant, "Look, this area is badly worn out, but you
can still see the original shape."
After that, Mr. Ward got up, found an ancient book from the top of the bookshelf, turned to a page in the middle, and pointed it out
to Luther.
"Look, does it look like this dagger?"
"Yes, it's very similar. Mr. Ward you are really knowledgeable. You know it at a glance."
Luther praised, "Could it be that this is something left over from the general's house in ancient times?"
"That's not true. It looks like it's only a hundred years old, so it was not that ancient. It should be a recent reproduction of a more
ancient pendant, perhaps just for ssymbolic meanings."
Mr. Ward sat back at his workroom and asked again, "Mr. Warner, this pendant, | believe, is for women."
"Yes."
Luther nodded his head.
"That's right then. It can be determined that the prototype of the dagger was one used by an ancient female general. There's some
kind of totem carved on it. You see."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMr. Ward pointed to the pattern on the top of the pendant, "This will be the key to the origin of this pendant."
"Can you see it?" Luther cforward and had a close look, but it was still hard to tell.
"Mr. Warner might need to wait a little while longer. | will probably need a few hours to recover the pattern with my computer, so
that you can probably see the original totem."
Mr. Ward finished, and he opened the computer on the desktop, "You have cto the right person today.
You see, | am the best at antique restoration. | can restore just any object back to its own shape even if it's something more
obscure."
The large display screen presented a exquisite variety of restored patterns.
Luther could not help but sigh. This Mr. Ward was really extraordinary.
No wonder he could have such a reputation inside this industry.
"Thank you. I'll wait here."
Luther said.
On the side, Casey was even more astonished.
When did the president becso patient? In the old days, the president must have gone straight away and let him cand pick
it up later.
He would definitely now just sit here all day in the past.
The wait was extremely long.
At noon, Luther went out for lunch with Casey and got Mr. Ward something to eat.
Mr. Ward was so involved in his work that he forgot to eat. He had a few bites, and then was back to his work.
Around 5 p.m., Mr. Ward straightened up and stretched a bit.
"Mr. Warner, we are good. Cand have a look."
Mr. Ward said.
During the boring waiting hours, Casey had been so tired and drowsy sitting there, and when Mr. Ward shouted, he woke up
immediately.
Luther had gotten up and approached the computer.
Mr. Ward turned the computer screen to Luther and pointed to the screen, "Look, the pattern has been recovered. There are quite a
lot of overlapping strokes, so it took longer than usual."
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