Chapter 221 Lurking and Rescue

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Amon suppressed the strange emotions in his heart and replied in a deep voice:

"I don't understand you."

Why did he choose to believe me, a fraudster, when he knew that I was a thief who was good at deception, a wild Extraordinary hiding in the library incognito, and knew that the extraordinary events that happened in the city were closely related to me?

Does this storm believer just look smart?

In fact, in an arrogant way, a nerd who is as good a teacher as a believer in knowledge?

Lurmi, who was as gentle and elegant as an old professor, was not angry at being rejected and explained patiently:

"Mr. Green, maybe you don't know what you have done in the past three months."

Amon pointed out unceremoniously:

"You mean I've been lurking in Stone under a false identity until now?"

"No." Lulmi smiled. "During your work, the Municipal Library, which has been troubled by repeated thefts, reselling and piracy, did not have a single case of theft. Thefts and robberies in the northern urban area also decreased sharply. .”

"...?" Amon didn't expect that his cheating and cheating could be considered as a contribution to the city's security, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed to make some sense.

This old guy is really weird (Amon didn't realize that he was the old guy). Want to use this method to give yourself a boost? Want to convince him to help the Church of Storms resettle civilians?

This is a bit fanciful.

Amon pinched his right eye socket, imagining that there was a monocle hanging there, noncommittal, waiting for the next step.

He casually looked to both sides, and was surprised to find that the big golden retriever dog actually listened quite seriously. He sat on the ground and looked at him and Lurmi seriously, with the light of wisdom shining in his eyes.

Amon frowned, feeling that this dog was a little unusual.

Lurmi didn't notice the big golden retriever's expression, and he didn't classify animals as "education without distinction". Seeing that Amon didn't respond, he threw out another set of information:

"According to your colleagues, you enjoy reading myths and anecdotes in your spare time, as well as exploring history."

"Well, once I wanted to find an original copy in the library, and you helped me find it."

"You have pretty normal hobbies, like jewelry, certain flavors of food."

"You came to Storne incognito for nearly three months. You did not try to steal sealed items, did not cause trouble, did not harm innocent people, and did not do anything to endanger the safety of the church and residents."

"For these reasons, why can't I consider you a trustworthy Extraordinary?"

When I steal things, you say that I am maintaining public security in the city and cleaning up criminals. I don’t want to contact the church for fear of causing trouble and worrying about my identity being exposed, but you say that I am orderly and kind... Although what you said is very reasonable, you just want to capture me to help you... ...But this matter should be handled by me in the first place, so it’s not impossible for you to take the initiative to help me share some of the trouble... Amon covered his eyes with the movement of pinching his eye sockets, and muttered in his heart.

This old fox completely convinced him, praising him with every word he said, making him feel a little arrogant.

There are such storm believers in the world? This is unreasonable!

Then, he noticed something.

Lurmi thought he had only been in Stone for nearly three months.

But the Amon before him was already here, living as Green Ellis for a long time.

...Is it because he still shows some characteristics that do not match Amon, such as picky eating, changing reading habits, and changing some dressing habits? These subtle differences lead the Storm Bishop to think that he just changed his mind more than two months ago. came here?

Amon frowned and tried his best to control the raised corners of his mouth.

This Storm Bishop was only Sequence 4, which was lower than him and would not pose a fatal danger to him, but it made him feel like he was being watched by an old fox.

And in fact, he was very happy to hear these words, because it meant that he failed more and more to be Amon, but became more and more successful to be himself.

"You are simply an outlier among the Storm Bishops."

Amon, who was a little happy to be praised, said unforgivingly: "It's like a reader who has gone the wrong way."

Amon just said it casually, but Lurmi was very touched by this sentence.

"When I was young, I read too many miscellaneous books, so much so that I said something as rebellious as 'man is born free'. I also went to Lundborg to study, and pursued knowledge and truth as my lifelong pursuit, but dozens of people who studied in Lundborg The year does not satisfy me, but makes me a little disappointed.”

"The Church of Knowledge pays too much attention to 'knowledge' itself. They collect knowledge and spread knowledge. Graduates of Lundborg University are all-rounders in languages, art, architecture, crafts and even cooking, and they learn with humility and endless learning. "

"However, such generalists often stay within the category of 'existing knowledge' and rarely move in new directions."

"For example, the philosophy of demonstrating man and nature is an unpopular major."

Lurmi shrugged and complained to Amon like a young man:

"Philosophy is used to explain God and the relationship between humans and gods. Even the relationship between humans and the natural world, these topics often involve gods."

"The philosophy of the relationship between man and the natural world that I pursue almost does not exist. My professor is an old man. When I became his student, he asked me 'What can I bring to philosophy?' Five years later I completed As a PhD student, I brought a new discipline to philosophy."

Amon couldn't help but laugh.

The big golden retriever just happened to sneeze too.

They looked at each other at the same time.

The big golden retriever stuck out its tongue, and Amon frowned again.

"Your point of view is that you are born free. Why do you want to become a demigod if you are born free?" Amon asked.

Lurmi smiled and sighed: "I didn't choose to become a demigod."

"But God chose my destiny."

After saying this, the old bishop no longer continued to discuss his study and life nearly a hundred years ago. He naturally brought the topic back to the beginning, sincerely and politely hoping that Amon could settle the people of Ston. .

Amon did not refuse this time and did not speak.

After Lurmi left in the wind and dark clouds, the golden retriever looked at the direction he left, turned around and started running.

Amon suddenly stole the distance, and the golden retriever dog that ran four or five meters suddenly returned to the same place.

"I felt something was wrong with you from just now."

Amon said: "The spiritual brilliance on your astral body is very unstable, but it is far beyond the standards of ordinary animals. You are an extraordinary creature."

The big golden retriever still tilted his head and looked at Amon in confusion, as if the light of wisdom before was all Amon's illusion.

Amon reached out and grabbed it.

He stole some memories from the golden retriever.

The big golden retriever's name is Susie. She is a hound born in a hunting field. However, due to the inappropriate breed and poor physical condition, she was trained to be a domestic dog with hunting capabilities. This hunting ground was intended for dignitaries, and it was sold as a gift of hunting dogs to the daughter of an earl.

The dog's memory is simple, eating, sleeping, playing and accompanying its owner, and it has been like this for several years, without involving the extraordinary part.

Amon glanced briefly at the memory, looked at it again, and called out: "Susie?"

Susie reacted to the name, began to observe Amon, and sniffed him closer, as if to compare and confirm the identity of the stranger in front of her. Although he reacted, his IQ was still within the range of a normal dog.

"Did you do memory sealing or hypnosis before coming here?"

Did someone else help or did it do it on its own? This cannot be confirmed at the moment...

Amon doesn't have much interest in it or the Beyonder behind it. If the Beyonder behind it is strong enough, he can escape on his own instead of using an Extraordinary animal that is not within the scope of influence to convey the message.

Suddenly, a strange memory caught Amon's attention. An abnormal picture flashed by during high-speed reading. Amon immediately pulled the progress bar back and doubled the speed.

This memory appeared when Susie was running away. She passed by a certain street corner and smelled a strange smell.

It approached the black shadow in the corner and saw a few strange doctors and a pile of rotten meat among them.

Amon looked through the memories of these few seconds again, carefully observing those indescribable things, his expression changed from relaxed to solemn.

"That's my mirror." He recognized the only circular reflective surface in the dim "lens".

Is it still hiding in the thief's body?

Did you ignite the gas explosion before and did it deliberately to show me? Just to give me the illusion that it has escaped?

Well, it's very possible...

The key puzzle piece was finally found, and Amon understood everything instantly.

It would not have predicted in advance that an extraordinary dog ​​would find it. The scene at that time was very likely to be real. It first let me know about Hall Castle and made me suspect that it might be hiding there.

Then he blew up his own carrier in front of me, asking me to directly exclude its carrier. Through the obstacles and accidents on the road, I firmly believed that it was hiding in Hall Castle, but in fact it had already shed its shell (I learned it from ancient Chinese dictionaries) and disappeared from my sight.

If I did go to Hall Castle, I would definitely be assassinated.

The corners of Amon's mouth raised slightly. If an ordinary Beyonder had only just now found out that he had been deceived again, he would definitely be flustered or furious, but he did not have such emotions at all, and even felt a little subtle.

Because of its current plan...

It was almost the same person who dealt with it with the "Conspiracy" charm kindly gifted by Medici.

When it was alive, it was definitely not so cunning and lacked vigilance. It would only do some simple and bad deceptions, otherwise it would not have been killed by itself because it underestimated the enemy. But after it died, it not only became cautious immediately, but also seemed to have improved its IQ. It used this trick so vividly that Amon didn't even react for a while.

And Amon was still judging based on its abilities during his lifetime, so he undoubtedly fell into the trap of "fraud".

"It's amazing. My plan at the time didn't have the ability to escape from its shell. Failure and death can really change a person."

"So it's still out there, what does it want to do?"

Amon suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

He squatted down and approached the golden retriever dog that was still walking in front of him. While stroking the other person's head in a close relationship, he took out snacks and dried meat from his pocket and asked very familiarly:

"You can still smell that rotting flesh, right?"

The big golden retriever sniffed the dried meat in Amon's hand and turned away with some disgust.

It usually eats pet snacks worth dozens of pounds a bag, but it is not interested in the ordinary snacks in Amon's hands.

After stealing this idea, the smile on Amon's face suddenly turned perfunctory. He deceived Susie's senses and made her believe that what he was holding was her favorite dog biscuit.

"After eating, help me find where that strange person is hiding."

Susie seemed to understand this sentence. It ate Amon's bribe, then stood up and kept sniffing on the ground.

It walked forward while sniffing, sniffing the pedestrians standing there stiffly, and then walked all the way deeper into the crowd. Amon also followed, letting the people along the road separate one by one.

After walking for a while, Susie stopped and began to look around.

"It's hiding nearby? Just hiding in the crowd?"

Amon looked at the people on the three floors inside and outside, and was a little surprised: "What does it want to do?"

At this time, even without Susie, Amon could hear a faint footsteps.

This footsteps was the only sound in the entire quiet urban area. It was light and heavy, as if it were a person with poor legs and feet walking.

Amon became more vigilant, his face changed slightly, and he retreated behind Susie: "You are a hound, go and have a look."

However, Susie stood still and even looked back at him, as if asking "Why don't you go?"

The sky gradually became overcast, and the wind and clouds seemed to be gathering toward the outside of the city. Amon rubbed his arms and regretted not bringing his coat.

However, the moment he was distracted, the people around him suddenly shook their bodies, and countless pairs of eyes looked at Amon.

"My identity has been covered?" Amon was surprised, "No, it's invalid..."

The next second, an unpleasant smell of rotten flesh appeared next to Amon, and the gloomy breath came close to his back.

At this moment, his spiritual perception suddenly sketched a picture——

A twisted and terrifying man stood behind him.

This man was broken into pieces and then put back together again, with his whole body sewn up with transparent fishing thread. His body was twisted, with thick and deteriorated blood and minced meat constantly falling down. There seemed to be twelve-linked worms squirming in the cracks in his body, and his head was even more horrifying.

The corpse had no face, and a mirror was embedded in the flesh where the face was.

There was nothing on the mirror, but when it was facing the back of Amon's head, it reflected Amon's face!

For an instant, this faceless corpse seemed to have an identity and could interact with reality.

The "it" in the mirror had a gloomy expression, twisting out of control, and whispered to Amon:

"Take my life and identity..."

"give me back……!"

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"What a coincidence. It's only been a few minutes and the clouds have covered the sun."

On the balcony of the greenhouse garden of Hall Castle, "Hibbert" looked at the gradually gloomy sky outside and said with some disappointment: "But the weather is much better than Backlund's."

Audrey drank the specialty tea from her family's territory and smiled without revealing anything:

"If it were in Backlund, the flowers in the castle wouldn't grow so well. Our garden is getting more and more beautiful, and I'm starting to think about hiring another gardener."

"Of course, Audrey, but too many people will make the castle messy, as if our library has not been sorted out." "Hibbert" said, "But local gardeners may have better skills. If you think you need it.”

Audrey pursed her lips and smiled: "I will tell my mother."

"Um."

But the next moment.

The clouds gradually gathered and the sky became darker and darker. It was obviously time for afternoon tea, but it was already infinitely closer to night.

"Is it going to rain?"

Audrey had some expectations in her heart: "Or are the people from the Church of Storms coming?"

She thought about the mirrors placed throughout the castle and became a little worried. Seeing that "Hibbert" suddenly became a little absent-minded, Audrey took advantage of the situation and stood up and said tentatively:

"I want to go to the room and get a handkerchief."

"Hibbert" nodded disapprovingly, his eyes still staring at the clouds gathering outside the window, with some unpleasant emotions faintly appearing on his body.

"He" was angry... Audrey quickly left the balcony and entered the corridor of the castle. Mirrors were placed everywhere, and the figures of the servants coming and going were reflected in the mirrors.

She instinctively felt that being photographed might not be a good thing, but she was worried that deliberately avoiding the mirror would attract "their" attention. Audrey sweated a lot, pretended to be nonchalant, and used "lies" to change the situation. own face.

Anyway, as long as she is still "Audrey Hall", no matter what she becomes, the servants will not notice!

She walked up the stairs with this unfamiliar face, carefully observing the situation on the road.

When she entered the corner, she suddenly saw an old gentleman wearing the robe of the Storm Bishop floating outside the window of the corner platform.

The old gentleman also saw her.

Audrey's changed face suddenly began to distort uncontrollably. The disguised face disappeared, the "lie" failed, and she returned to her true appearance.

After seeing her true appearance, Bishop Storm finally showed a smile on his originally serious face. He came closer and comforted:

"You should be Miss Audrey Hall. The Hall family is a believer in the goddess."

"I saw the message you sent through the pet dog. Please don't worry. The Church of the Night is already preparing for action, but I can take you out first."

"Can you talk to me and tell me how you discovered these anomalies?"

Audrey blinked, and after confirming that she had read correctly, her anxious heart finally relaxed.

She praised Susie repeatedly in her heart and smiled sincerely:

"Of course, sir, it's my pleasure."

TBC

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I will add an update to finish writing this copy, and then go to work on Ourolius and Klein, and finish the sea volume...