Chapter 461 Friendly Exchanges on Adjacent Paths

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Being parasitized is a pretty weird and wonderful feeling.

He could feel that Amon did not directly carry out "deep parasitism", which made him lose control of everything except his thinking. He quickly tried to cough, but no sound came out of his throat.

Klein's heart slowly sank.

"Someone just helped me stabilize the direction for 'me', so Amon's body probably didn't receive the message... It was because the direction changed and the two 'Fools' were separated, that's why the clone hiding here suppressed it. Can’t stand anymore?”

"How did He parasitize me without me even realizing it? It's a bit late to think about this question now. The 'Parasite' is inherently cunning and difficult to deal with. Since my 'Spirit Thread' can be avoided by most If they are detected in the same sequence, then their parasitism should be the same. So Amon also has shared abilities? Or is my judgment wrong, and what is hidden here is an angel-level clone of Amon? "

Klein found that his thinking was relatively smooth. He suddenly felt refreshed and thought about the relationship between his old friend Leonard and Pales Zoroastrian.

Pales can steal some of Leonard's thoughts and moods, but cannot communicate with him or control Leonard's body. It is a true "shallow-level parasitism." It can be said that from the moment he was parasitized, his destiny was completely controlled by the other party.

After meeting Hazel and her mouse demigod teacher from the Jacob family, Klein deeply felt that Leonard's survival to this day was entirely due to Pales being a quite human angel.

"Amon didn't parasitize me deeply, but he could have done so. What was the reason that stopped him?"

"Probably a fraud that made me let my guard down."

"But maybe he can hear some of my thoughts..."

Klein immediately entered a semi-meditative state with an empty mind, and began to reread his history graduation thesis from college in his mind.

"But Amon doesn't seem to have the ability to transmit messages over long distances through psychic links like the 'War Red', so the situation is not too bad so far. At least part of my purpose has been achieved."

"The next thing is the most difficult and important thing. I will try my best to survive with the people of Moon City..."

His control over his body has not completely disappeared, but every move requires great strength and willpower, and even some spiritual confrontation. So Klein simply gave up the idea of ​​controlling his body and walked off the stage. He didn't believe that Amon would let him stand here like a stone sculpture and not speak. This was obviously unacceptable to any "fool". No visual aid whatsoever.

Where is he, or Him?

Klein's eyes swept through the crowd below over and over again, looking for traces of the highest-ranking Amon.

Just like the "spiritual thread" will be immediately noticed as soon as it is affected, at the moment of "parasitism", the two establish a mystical connection. As long as there is still life, you can also try to find the parasite through the connection.

Suddenly, his spiritual consciousness moved and he looked in a certain direction.

A young man with a broad forehead, slightly curly black hair, and a crystal monocle on his right eye was standing in the crowd. He was wearing Moon City-style animal skin clothing, and his body and appearance did not have any abnormalities or deformities. Klein immediately realized that he might have been "cheated" by the other party. He should have easily noticed it from the crowd. Such a healthy person has never seen each other until now.

This Amon raised the corners of his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to laugh, but he didn't.

Immediately afterwards, Klein found that his body was moving uncontrollably, and he walked off the stage without even saying hello. Under such circumstances, Klein could not say anything and could only look at Amon with a wary and complicated look.

Seeing the divine envoy walking down the stage without saying a word, even though they didn't know where he was going, all the residents of Moon City quickly made a way for him.

Immediately afterwards, the manipulated high priest's body became illusive and suddenly appeared on the stage. He announced to everyone that today's festival was over, and residents were invited to return to their homes or jobs. Tomorrow will be brand new. A day full of hope.

Although people felt that the time was a bit short, they had already experienced God's grace and gained a healthy body. They couldn't wait to share what they had just seen and felt with their family and friends. Therefore, they had no objections and soon left the square. spread.

"Goodbye!" People along the way said goodbye to Klein, "Your Majesty the Envoy of God!"

Under Amon's control, Klein was forced to turn a blind eye to everything around him, and walked out of the Moon City step by step holding a lantern.

Amon also came over at some point, walking diagonally in front of him.

Under the soft light of the animal skin lantern, they looked more like companions walking together at night than the murderer and the victim.

…

In the small room where he stayed temporarily, Emlyn thought for a long time facing the moon outside the window, and finally silently took out a letter from the drawer.

The letter paper and envelope were brand new, only the wax seal had been torn.

The fire seal is composed of wheat ears and prosperous flowers, and the light green and golden wax is printed on the paper in a beautiful random pattern. This is the holy emblem of the Orthodox Church of Far Nepot - the Church of the Mother Earth. .

This is a letter of thanks from the Church of the Mother Earth. At the same time, it is also a letter to recruit Emlyn White.

The Church of the Mother Earth thanked Emlyn White for finding the truth for them and clearing them of the charge of "human trafficking."

Emlyn spent a long time looking for those "Church members of the Mother Earth who trafficked a large number of people". In addition to tracking and investigating, sometimes he even needed to get himself dirty, with tattered clothes on the ship, mixed with those who might be Among the refugees and poor people attracted, those traffickers are waiting to appear. In addition, he is alone with no companions or backing, and the vampires will not support his actions. All risks are borne by himself.

He didn't know where he had the faith and perseverance to stay in the most filthy and chaotic place in the East District for a month.

Obviously he is not a devout believer of the Mother Earth.

When crowded together with the poor people in the East District who always smelled of rotting fish and shrimp, Emlyn was always glad that he could not fall asleep, so that he would not have to see the ungraspable morning light again in his light sleep. Light.

But at the same time, he was also troubled by his inability to escape reality with sleep.

After nearly a month of in-depth investigation, the small refugee gathering place where he was was finally visited by human traffickers. Those were not priests of the Church of the Mother Earth at all, but just liars wearing robes with a simple holy emblem sewn on them.

They deceived the crowd with thick bread and tricked them into boarding a ship that was said to "can be smuggled directly to Feneport". However, after entering the cabin, they were transferred in circles to a place in Backlund. Before reaching their destination, Emlyn felt a spiritual crisis. He jumped off the boat halfway to escape, only to find that the place they were in was not the sea, but the Tasok River.

There were two boats transporting the refugees at that time. Emlyn did not find the other boat after jumping into the river.

He continued to investigate, and a few days later, he got a piece of news that was true or false through the bounty hunter he was familiar with, Ms. "Judgement" - there was a slave ship scheduled to go to the Southern Continent on the high seas and was taught by the priests of the Mother Goddess of the Earth. Discovered, the church took the ship and all the people away.

The clue ends here.

If they want to obtain accurate information on the sea, the best way is to ask Ms. "Hermit" for help, but that woman is now working at the shipyard along the coast of Intis, taking care of search and rescue and scientific research in some sea areas, leading He was very busy with his own fleet.

Intis is too far away from here, they have no suitable means of communication, and the other party has no messenger, so they have to give up.

After that, Emlyn caught all the crooks who were pretending to be priests from the Church of the Mother Earth, tied them up and threw them at the entrance of Silveras Field. This provided enough material for the newspapers for the next half month. , and also helped the Church of the Mother Earth get rid of its stigma.

Yesterday afternoon, Emlyn received this letter of thanks.

The Church of the Mother Earth has had a tradition of recruiting vampires to serve as priests since ancient times. Emlyn was not surprised when he received this letter. After all, after learning about the existence of this tradition, he doubted whether he was "chosen" while cleaning the candlesticks at Harvest Church.

"Hey, if I am really chosen by two gods at the same time, then I will be so proud..."

Emlyn held the letter and stared at the torn fire seal on it in confusion: "I really want to see his expression when he respectfully calls me 'The Chosen One'. If he is still here, he should Praise me..."

He took out the letter and read it again. When he read that the church showed goodwill and invited him to travel to Feneport, Emlyn fell silent for a while and laid the letter flat on the table.

"...Maric can no longer be counted on. He has completely lost contact, and the connection with the Temperance Sect has also been severed. Going to the Southern Continent by myself will only increase the number of followers of the Rose School or the 'Primordial Moon'." A red scholar's share."

Emlyn inexplicably thought of an extraordinary item that Sharon once owned, called the "Crimson Moon Crown".

No matter how you look at it, it seems to correspond to his sequence... If he went to the Southern Continent, it would be such a useful Crimson Moon Corona 2.0.

"If I join the Church of the Earth Mother God... First of all, I am not betraying the ancestors. Only with strength can I better save the vampires. However, the ancestors ranked my promotion opportunities to fifth, and I am afraid that it will be my turn two hundred years later. Join. Church of the Mother Goddess of the Earth, do I have a chance to be promoted? Forget it, I have no connections there. If I go there, I will be worse than a vampire. No matter how grateful the church is to me, there is no reason to directly help me, an outsider, to be promoted. Maybe it can be ranked as high as fifty... Praise the ancestor, please check clearly, I don't want to betray you!"

Emlyn smacked his lips, leaned back softly on the chair, and sighed.

"There's no way... I don't have extraordinary characteristics... Do I need to take the risk to go to the Southern Continent? If I have to go, I have to find helpers. Find helpers, go back and ask 'Judgement', 'Magician', and 'Justice', who is said to be in Backlund but I have never seen it... I want to find a way to ask them to introduce this member to me. I need more information about the Southern Continent and the 'Witch King' Karaman..."

Audrey, who was traveling through the dreams of people in Backlund, suddenly sneezed a little.

…

"Sit down, you're welcome."

The sky is the color of the deepest black ink, and occasionally lightning flashes across the sky. Walking outside the deserted city, Amon stopped in the ruins of a building, randomly found a relatively flat column section and sat down, and pointed to a platform opposite.

As soon as he finished speaking, Klein couldn't help but take steps forward and sat on the round stool.

Klein tried to cough again, and this time, he made a sound successfully.

He raised his eyebrows slightly and sat in a more comfortable position. Klein looked at Amon in front of him for a moment, his eyes finally stopped on the other person's monocle, and he spoke as if to say hello:

"Your monocle is interesting."

Of course, the workmanship in the Moon City is not as sophisticated as the outside world, and Amon's monocle in front of him is also in the Moon City style, made of animal bones, with a little irregular edges.

Klein just said this casually, but he didn't expect that the smile on Amon's face immediately disappeared. The next moment, the monocle on his right eye changed into the simplest one without any accessories. Amon standard model.

"Haha, you want to use this method to sow discord between me and other clones?"

After changing to the standard model, Amon's expression became relaxed again. He pinched his right eye socket and sneered: "The self-loving clone before was killed by the main body because he helped you and because he had a self. Do you want to It’s not that simple to kill me with a borrowed knife.”

Klein slowly typed a question mark.

I just picked a random topic, how come I want to harm you? Wait, that Amon who helped me... Klein's face changed slightly and he said in disbelief: "He was killed by your body because he had a self?"

"Amon, don't you each have your own personality and are independent individuals?"

As soon as he finished saying this, Klein got the answer from the face of Amon across from him - the other person's expression quickly turned ugly. The sneer on his lips suddenly froze, and then his face changed, like a revolving door.

"hehe."

Insidious fortune teller! Amon did not answer, nor did he pay attention to Klein's helplessness and anger after suddenly learning the bad news. He looked around, skipped the topic, and then said with a smile:

"Do you think I brought you here to kill you?"

"Haha, you are too wary of me. It's clear that the meeting on the 'Origin Castle' has only happened not long ago. You hold destiny, how could I forget it?"

"I just want to see your reaction, and your subconscious despair and instinctive rejection are very interesting. If you kill, or deeply parasitize you who holds the destiny, wouldn't it be equivalent to transferring the destiny back to me? Come? I won't do that."

As he continued to ask questions, Amon looked quite happy, like an old hunter who had caught a fox by the tail.

Klein frowned, then nodded slightly, as if he had some realization:

"Then you kill me."

The thin-faced "blasphemer" Amon pressed the monocle on his right eye. The smile on his face was a little stiff, but it has not disappeared:

"You will never be resurrected again, dear Mr. Fool."

"Of course I'm not going to kill you, but I can do anything but kill you."

...Why do you say this so strangely? It sounded so gay... Klein felt a little complicated and didn't speak again.

Seeing this, Amon smiled and shook his head:

"Don't be so afraid. In fact, there are no irreconcilable conflicts between us."

Uh... Klein, who was sitting on the platform like a doll, was stunned for a moment and did not respond.

Amon leaned forward slightly, looked into his eyes, and continued to smile:

"Our only contradiction is the 'Origin Castle'. Now, we no longer have this contradiction, right?"

Klein sneered and immediately retorted: "But, you left that fate to me and escaped with the Source Castle, are you really not worried that the original owner of the Source Castle will be resurrected in me? "

Amon pinched the monocle made of crystal, and instead of urging Klein to answer, he smiled and said:

"I'm not worried."

"Because you are a human being. Human beings always praise themselves, and there are too many ties. Not many people can give up on themselves so simply."

"Also, you still have friends and relatives in your destiny. Don't you want to continue to watch them and protect them?"

"Haha, as long as there is a glimmer of hope that they will not die, humans will struggle for it, and they are willing to struggle."

After hearing these words, Klein's mood slowly calmed down.

"Oh, why should I kill you? What is the need for me to kill a Sequence 3? Even if I want to recover characteristics, this is dispensable. My prey will only be Palles and Little Chara. Pictures and 'doors', the rest purely depends on my mood."

"As for the organization you established, it's a pity that you disbanded it yourself, otherwise I could have maintained it on your behalf. This is very interesting and interesting."

"If you think this price is not enough, then I can make you my favored one. Haha, didn't you pretend to be the 'Fool' or the 'Angel of Time' Amon in Silver City? Then it can become real. You have to pay for it. It is actually unnecessary to put so much effort into modifying our direction. If you wish, I will also lead them in the name of 'The Fool' to leave the 'Land Abandoned by God' and see the light outside."

Amon pinched his monocle and said:

"You should be able to see that I have only parasitized a small number of people, not even one-twentieth. As long as I don't control their thinking, what's the difference between them and not being parasitized?"

"When the time comes, you will still have the opportunity to advance to Sequence 2 and become an angel."

Klein frowned: "How do you know that Silver City thinks the 'Fool' is you?"

He did not say that Silver City also suspected that "The Fool" was the god that Amon now believed in, and was worried about angering him.

Of course, if Amon is the type who loses his IQ after being angered, Klein will definitely try to do this. But it is a pity that Amon is not the King of Angels of the "Storm" pathway, but the "Cunning God" who gave even the true gods a headache in the Fourth Age.

Amon laughed and said:

"Do you think I only have two clones in Silver City? Since you, the Fool, and the Hanged Man have both intervened, I am happy to watch quietly."

...There is a clone of Amon in Silver City... Who will it parasitize... Well, probably quite a few. None of the members of the "Giant King's Court" exploration team were "parasitized" before. This is certain... Klein Although he was nervous, he felt that this was natural, because Leonard once told him that seeing one Amon means that there are a lot of Amon lurking around, not just two or three.

...Klein twitched the corner of his mouth and said in a brisk tone:

"You'd better kill me."

"Is this the only thing you can say?" Amon was not angry and looked at Klein with interest.

For Him, this is a fun enough thing, and it is completely conceivable to encounter difficulties in the process. They will only make the joy after success more abundant.

"Then I have one more thing to say."

Klein looked at Amon in front of him expressionlessly:

"It's okay that you didn't say these words. After saying that, combined with your behavior of leaving your fate to me and escaping on Source Castle, I just think that you are a liar who knows how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. This is in line with our Mythical creature forms.”

Amon pinched his right eye socket, his expression did not change: "Your level of provocation is still far behind..."

"I mean."

Klein rolled his eyes at the "Angel of Time" in front of him in a very uncharacteristic manner for Hermann:

"The way you talk about the residents of Moon City in the tone of mythical creatures makes me sick. Shut up and stop talking. Amon, how on earth did you play the role of a 'trickster'?"

TBC

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Good night!