Chapter 222 Solution and Acting
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Fortunately, wearing a riding suit with trousers, Audrey was able to easily step onto the flower pot placed at the corner, and then stand firmly on the window sill.
She raised her skirt to Bishop Storm, stretched out her hand, and asked politely:
"What shall I call you, Mr. Bishop?"
Lulmi held her hand very carefully and said to Audrey as a kind and kind elder:
"To distinguish myself from the Bishop of the Church of the Night, you can call me Lurmi."
Audrey was slightly surprised when she heard these words when her feet were lifted by the wind and left the window sill where she was standing.
Luermi is actually a surname, and some people with great talents will make some ordinary surnames have special meanings.
Just like after the birth of Emperor Russell the Great, the common surname "Gustav" became a noble and special surname. It played an important role in many literary and artistic works, and also made people with the same surname who had no blood relationship with Emperor Russell People have pride that comes from nowhere.
In history, "Jean Jacques Lourmy" is the most famous one with this surname. He is a famous philosopher and educator, and has the well-known theory that "man is born free." There are also rumors that he became a saint for his contributions to education and philosophy.
However, this news has not been confirmed by the Church of Storms.
Audrey stabilized her body in mid-air, gently held Lurmi's hand, smiled and tentatively said:
"Okay, His Excellency Bishop Lurmi."
"You have a special last name."
The Bishop of Storm smiled: "This is just a trivial matter. Miss Hall, please tell me the whole process of your discovery of the mutation."
Dark clouds gradually enveloped the entire castle and manor, and strong winds rose, but they did not shake the two people in the sky.
With Lurmi's help, Audrey quickly mastered her balance, and when she escaped from the castle window and came to the sky outside, she looked down and was stunned.
below.
People were standing at the windows of the castle, on the road downstairs, in the garden, and in the walkways of the manor. They were filled with their own servants, and the area was completely surrounded.
Several carriages stood sideways in the middle of the road, the horses snoring on the spot, and the coachmen stood beside the carriages.
Everyone outside stood motionless.
And raised his head, looking up at them like a sunflower chasing the sun.
"So serious?" Audrey felt a little horrified. This was the first time she had seen an extraordinary event of this scale.
At first, she thought that the extraordinary incident in which she and Susie both escaped was not too serious. Only now did she realize how lucky she was. No one in the entire manor and castle was spared except herself!
Suddenly, she looked towards the balcony of the castle and saw "Hibbert" standing behind the glass wall, looking at them expressionlessly.
Audrey immediately began to talk about her experience.
After all, both his father and mother already knew that he had become an extraordinary person, and they had even just reimbursed Count Hall for the "Lie" necklace. He couldn't even hide it from his family, and he certainly couldn't hide the fact that he was an extraordinary person from a bishop.
"I have a pet dog, her name is Susie."
"I don't know when the change started. It was Susie who discovered the problem first. She barked at the place where a maid had been standing, and I discovered a man's leather shoe print on the ground."
Since it was not clear whether the other party discovered that Susie was an extraordinary animal, Audrey simply chose to skip the conversation and discussion between herself and Susie, telling how she used extraordinary items to "lie" to change her appearance, test the servant's reaction, and later Let Susie take the letter and go outside the manor to ask for help.
Lurmi felt that his guess was in line with reality and nodded clearly:
"Yes, this extraordinary event did not include animals among those affected. Miss Hall, you are lucky."
After speaking, he praised without hesitation: "In addition, you are a smart and brave woman. Both you and your friend Susie provided me with important information. You not only saved yourself, but also saved more people." Lots of people.”
Audrey was greatly surprised - such words actually came from the mouth of a stormy bishop!
You must know that storm believers are the easiest type to label. They are simple, rude, reckless and arrogant. Even the best education and cultivation cannot completely cover up these shortcomings. The Lord of the Gods and Storms even described "women as having inherent intellectual defects" to The suggestion entered the holy scriptures and was written into the consensus of male and female Storm believers, often triggering heated religious debates.
What's more, according to the information from Mr. "The Hanged Man", the role of "Sailor" is also full of irritable elements, so that Sailor and the Church of Storms have become more and more synonymous in Audrey's mind.
The bishop in front of her simply subverted all stereotypes about Storm believers. She became more and more convinced that Bishop Lulmi was the philosopher in history.
After becoming a semi-sacred person, surviving for more than a hundred years is extremely simple.
Audrey calmed down and asked, "Bishop Lurmi, can these affected people be saved?"
This is her biggest concern, because the victims include not only a large number of ordinary innocent people, but also her father, mother and brother.
"We will find a way." Lurmi comforted her, "but there is no guarantee that everyone will be rescued."
Audrey's hands clenched slightly.
At this time, she heard a distant song floating into her ears.
"Love, hope, and the glory of peace did not long deceive us;"
"Even the joy of youth has died like a dream, like the morning mist..."
The singing voice of this poem floats softly, and its beautiful and low tone is like a love song under the moonlight night. Audrey smiled unconsciously. She saw the red moon, the black sky and the stars, dreamed of her mother's warm hands, and fell asleep in these lullaby-like words.
She forgot to control her balance and fell backwards. The sudden falling sensation suddenly woke her up.
But the crowd below did not regain consciousness like her. They fell to the ground one after another, and happy smiles gradually appeared on their expressionless faces.
They fell into slumber and were saved from the influence of the sealed artifact by the Bishop of Night.
"Praise the goddess."
Audrey lit a red moon on her chest, closed her eyes and prayed devoutly.
Lulmi waited patiently for her prayer to end, and then asked: "Miss Hall, where are the mirrors you mentioned?"
Audrey replied:
"The servants have placed mirrors in every corner of the castle, and the mirrors are pointed at everyone. Please be careful."
"I see."
After Lurmi finished speaking, he raised a hand.
He stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the dark clouds floating in the sky were twisted into a huge whirlpool. Dark cumulonimbus clouds were stacked layer by layer directly above the castle.
Boom!
A bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket struck directly on the roof of the Hall family castle, and the windows and greenhouse glass exploded at the same time. After the glass hit the ground, the deafening thunder came belatedly.
After destroying all the reflective objects on the periphery, the silver-white electric light poured down like rain, washing the inside and outside of Hall Castle.
Mirror after mirror was accurately found and hit, and the sound of shattering continued like a salute. Storm Path's super range attack ability was fully demonstrated. Lurmi completely destroyed this carefully prepared trap without any effort, without putting himself in danger at all.
Static electricity was flowing, and everyone's hair was growing in the direction of sea urchins.
Under the cover of dark clouds, night enveloped the castle and manor of the Hall family, and everyone fell into a quiet sleep.
"Is the matter resolved?" Audrey's thoughts had just broken away from the grand scene just now.
Lurmi shook his head: "Not yet."
"It seems that the sealed artifact is not hidden here, but fortunately, at least the people in this area have been saved."
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"Give me my life and identity back..."
This voice echoed in Amon's ears, with almost no gap.
Amon really didn't expect that this guy would linger after his death. He didn't want to escape but got close to him, and wanted to take back his identity.
I'm afraid the original plan was to attract Amon to the Hall family's castle, but after seeing Lurmi passing by and knowing that the plan failed, he chose to attack him directly. But this was fine. If he had known that the other party would come to find him, Amon would have just waited for it to come to his door.
Amon suddenly reached out and touched his head, changing the deceived hair color back, and put on his monocle as fast as lightning.
He turned around suddenly and looked into the mirror that was close at hand.
The face in the mirror turned out not to be the standard Amon with black hair, but the false appearance that Amon had used to deceive him.
The characteristics of the sealed object allowed it to recognize Amon's identity. No matter what it became, the identity would remain unchanged.
Amon suddenly caught his eye, immediately looked puzzled, and began to deceive the other party:
"Who are you?"
The figure in the mirror opened his mouth, and the exposed rotten vocal cords vibrated:
"Amon."
"I am Amon, you are not Amon, you are just a sealed artifact that thinks you are Amon." Amon said the tongue twister in a leisurely manner.
The man in the mirror said again:
"You took away my identity, and I am Amon."
Amon immediately took advantage of the loopholes in the other party's words and said with force:
"I am Amon, and I am you. I have never been killed or had my identity taken away. You are not Amon at all."
Every sentence in this sentence is correct, but the identity of "Amon" is confused. The group tactics that Amon is proud of have become a weapon for internal deception. He tried to convince the spirit left behind by the sealed object to believe that he did not exist.
The plan went smoothly, and the man in the mirror, who lacked the ability to think, was shaken by his own existence under Amon's words.
If the person opposite looks like me, has the same memory as me, dresses like me, and is also Amon, then isn't he himself?
What is "I"?
Seeing that the deception was effective, Amon immediately pursued the victory:
"You don't exist, you are just the instinct of the sealed object."
"Your memory comes from me, you are just a ray of my spirit."
"I am Amon." The man in the mirror emphasized.
"That's right." Amon grinned, "So, it's time for you to become a part of me again."
The image of the person in the mirror began to distort and fade: "Becoming Amon?"
"Yes."
Amon took the initiative to reach out and cover the mirror: "Return to me and become Amon."
This time, he not only deceived the other party's thinking and memory, but also deceived the other party's "purpose".
He used words to deceive "taking back identity" into "turning back to Amon", and integrated "taking back life" into this purpose - he is Amon and he is alive, so becoming himself can be accomplished at the same time. Are these two purposes?
From Amon's perspective, everything he said is correct!
The face of the person in the mirror was covered by Amon's palm, and the figure above became more blurry and chaotic, gradually turning into darkness.
Lines of spiritual brilliance and twelve-linked worm shadows flowed out of the mirror and were absorbed by Amon.
Snapped.
A crack appeared on the mirror, and the body suddenly lost control and fell to the ground in a strange posture.
The mirror embedded in the flesh rolled out and shattered on the ground.
Amon kept looking at the mirror being completely shattered before he finally breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat hidden in his hair.
"It actually succeeded." He was somewhat proud of himself and looked around at the crowd, eliminating the large-scale "fraud" effect.
The wrong identity was returned to the correct person, and people regained their consciousness and looked at each other, wondering why they were here.
Amon retreated quickly. As soon as he walked away, there were waves of poetry reciting from behind as the night fell. People stood and closed their eyes and fell asleep.
The three major churches acted quickly to awaken the people one by one and provide them with psychological treatment and suggestions.
All their strange memories today will turn into a vague strange dream. Most people will only remember that they became another person in the dream, and will not remember any details related to extraordinary abilities.
Amon, who had run far away to hide, suddenly had a strange feeling.
His spirituality became active in the moment just now, and he had a spiritual feeling that he had never experienced before.
"Is this what humans say, the feeling of acting and getting feedback?"
Amon was very surprised and very novel: "I played the role of 'Green' very successfully. Lurmi should believe it."
"But I can't stay in this city any longer. I'd better go somewhere else to stay for a while."
He continued to cheat distance and soon disappeared into East Chester County.
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Audrey nervously stayed with her family.
At this time, Hibbert's eyelids moved and slowly opened.
"Hibbert!" Audrey said happily, "Great, you woke up!"
But she didn't expect that Hibbert would move back a step excitedly, then opened his eyes and took a closer look at the girl opposite.
"...Audrey?"
"It's me...what's wrong with you, Hibbert?"
Lord Hibbert covered his head with one hand and sat up on the soft bed with the other. The soft and expensive silk fabric didn't look fake, and he was finally convinced that he was back in his real home and not still in that horrible slum.
"I'm fine...I'm fine, I seem to have had a nightmare."
A real nightmare.
He dreamed of robbery, beatings, hunger, murder, street girls, filth, disease and all horrific events, and the role he played in it was a skinny child who picked up garbage and ate it. In the end, he was beaten to death.
Hibbert didn't say much because he didn't want his sister to have a bad psychological shadow.
His stomach was churning. The dream was so real that he even remembered the feeling of the dirty, moldy bread scratching his teeth and tongue.
These dream details would fade away as quickly as before, but for now, at least, Hibbert was sick to his stomach.
Thinking of those fists and kicks, those disgusting food and dirty people, Hibbert felt an unprecedented disgust and anger burning in his heart.
He suddenly felt how right the Backlund smog incident was.
The East End and its people should never exist.
TBC
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The double update is over and will be completed today. I’m exhausted and go to bed!