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Chapter I


                      And that was all what uncle Kurt could narrate to me about the story of his life. In such
               moment he was right to be hurried, as the events were in charge to demonstrate, but he left
               unfinished the most important part the details of his secret missions during the war and the
               mysterious mission of his godfather Rudolph Hess. Logically, he also expected to complete his
               narrations in a next opportunity. But it was written that such opportunity would never come.
                      However that, the last night that we talked about these matters and he narrated me his
               arrival to Argentina, I reached to make him two questions that I still remember clearly. I was
               late then, like the 23:00 hrs of the night of the day 21 of March, exactly two months after the
               spiritual  rapture  of  the  January  21,  and  we  decided  to  go  to  sleep,  after  a  large  day  of
               conversation. Was then when I proposed a query that caused me quite annoyance.
                      –Tell me Uncle Kurt: if you have received in 1945 the inedit book of Konrad Tarstein
               «Secret History of the Thulegesellschaft», in which is narrated the German history of the House
               of Tharsis. How is that you remained indifferent the first time we spoke about the Letter of
               Belicena Villca, leading one to believe that you ignored its important historical participation? I
               remember very well that you just startled at hearing the name «Tharsis», but you didn’t express
               anything  about  the  German  Tharsis’.  Nevertheless,  you  should  have  known  a  part  of  the
               history, perhaps so rich in features as the one that I knew by Belicena Villca. And you kept for
               yourself  very  well  to  don’t  say  anything  with  respect  to  it,  even  until  now.  It  doesn’t  seem
               correct your behaviour, Uncle Kurt! –I affirmed with painful tone of reproach.
               Uncle Kurt observed me with surprise and released one of his formidable horselaughs.
                      –But how is that I did not read it! –He apologized.
                      –How?  After  thirty  five  years  you  have  not  read  the  book  of  Tarstein?  –I  asked
               dumbfounded.
                      –I already told you, neffe, that I was very angry for the orders that Tarstein transmitted
               to me! Here, in Santa María, I just saved the book to read it the day in which the predictions of
               Tarstein  be  fulfilled,  i.e.,  the  day  in  which  in  some  mode  I’d  have  access  to  the  rest  of  the
               history of his Lineage. And that day came with your visit and the Letter of Belicena Villca. For
               that reason I read, indeed, during the days in which I stayed locked in my room, a posteriori to
               know the content of the Letter: All coincided, it was really the part that was missing to the
               history of Belicena, the connection between the branch of Vrunaldina of the House of Tharsis
               and the Thulegesellschaft! The history of the quest of the Führer, initiated in the Middle Ages,
               and its localization and Initiation in the XX century! But if I have not said you nothing about
               this was because I wanted to narrate you my own life and let you know the existence of that
               work, which I still preserve. It is my whish for you to read it and retain it as a part of your
               heritage! To whom, but to you, corresponds it with justice? You must attach it to the Letter of
               Belicena Villca and take it to Córdoba, for the Tyrodal Knights and, if it is possible, Noyo Villca.
                      I  remained  dumbfounded  for  the  incredible  answer  of  my  uncle:  thirty  five  years
               without reading the book of Tarstein! Ha! That deserves the qualifying of obstinate!
                      Uncle  Kurt  went  to  his  room  and  returned  with  the  leather  case  silver  chapes  that
               awaited the precious work. He gave it to me without conditions and there I shot him the second
               question:

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