Chapter 315 Double Round Table Meeting

"Is it the old-fashioned metaphor of the Wildwood Club or the Woodland Club?"

"Or is it the straightforward Shedding Club or the Shedding Skin Club?"

"Don't tell me that we don't follow the principles of chaos and unpredictability... John's behavior is full of moth fantasy."

Faced with Emma's question, the boy just tilted his head, and even the deformed round eyes on his forehead seemed to be puzzled.

"Miss Emma, ​​I don't quite understand... why are you so obsessed with the name?"

"Do we have to give our secret cult a name that is so loud that the Anti-Suppression Bureau can detect the evil name at a glance?"

"Don't play dumb, John. You should know that the name of the secret cult is not only a hope for the future, but also contains an intangible but real power."

"The name of the secret cult is the identity certificate of the believers who worship Si Chen."

"The name can prove that the believers of the cult have voluntarily dedicated themselves, followed the rules and worshipped Si Chen. Only in this way can they build a bridge of connection with Si Chen and Man Su in the dark, greatly improving the success rate of the ritual... If it is the wild way without establishing a cult, privately arranging the ritual will not only The failure rate is extremely high, and it is very likely to summon uncontrolled dangerous forces! "

"Even if you intend to replace the cult with the name of the club, and even intend to let me and Nello create our own cults, and recruit believers in the name of us and the corresponding Si Chen... But this cannot change the nature of our club as a secret cult society."

"If you choose the wrong name of the society, or change the main object of worship in the middle of the process, the success rate of the cult ceremony will drop significantly! In the worst case, it will cause the anger of the Si Chen against the betrayer! ! !

"Just like that stupid X Winfreys, changing the sect's faith halfway will inevitably lead to misfortune and disaster, and finally attract John, the hungry jackal... You don't want to follow Winfreys's footsteps, do you?!"

"Miss Emma is right!" Sebastian applauded in appreciation, "But Miss Emma, ​​you seem to have overlooked one thing. "

He said meaningfully: "Is it possible that... Father doesn't need to use these formalities to please Si Chen, and can easily get Si Chen's favor and ask for Si Chen's power?"

"Hehe~" Emma sneered at the fantastic statement.

She said sarcastically: "How can you easily get Si Chen's favor? Do you think you are Si Chen's illegitimate child left in the waking world? Do you think Mansu is your HOM——"

Wait a minute——Emma suddenly recalled the nineteen monsters in the underground headquarters, although the relevant memories were already quite vague for some reason, and she could no longer recall the specific details of their appearance.

But the strange thing is that in the past few days when she and Nello were hiding in the dim basement, even if they were so bored that they had to use the corpses of rats and cockroaches to entertain themselves, they never thought about this aspect. She seemed to have forgotten the experience of the underground headquarters, or more specifically, the memory of the nineteen monsters.

But she still clearly remembered the deformed physiological characteristics of the nineteen monsters, and when she tried to recall those weird and ugly faces now, she always felt as if there was a thick black shadow covering her memory, making it impossible for her to identify the details clearly.

Can silently induce the physical deformation of nineteen second-level secret disciples, and can also command this group of monsters that should be completely out of control, John Watson... is above the monsters Monster on the top!

The power to control and drive the deformed is unheard of in the secret world - at least in terms of the secret knowledge Emma has been exposed to, she has never heard of such a skill in the world!

‘Could it be that John is really the bloodline left by the moth in the waking world? ! ’

‘Or are the 19 monsters just spies who have lurked in the Crossroads Cult in advance, just like John Watson... Even the terrifying deformed appearance is a fraud of the Mothman? John had anticipated all this long ago, and treated the action of destroying Winfreys as a farce? ! ’

Emma secretly glanced at the deformed round pupils on the forehead of the boy who claimed to be Watson's son. Unexpectedly, the other party could also detect her gaze. The dark pupils shrank tightly like needles, and the needles flashed with dark and sharp cold light, as if piercing directly into her skull, causing her mind to ache again.

She quickly surrendered and said, "Okay, okay, I was wrong! You Watsons have been favored by the moths. Even if you name the club insulting the moths, it can easily attract the moths to come and ask questions in person, OK? "

"I have no objection. Whatever you two say is what it is!"

Emma certainly didn't know that her joke had almost touched on some extremely secret truth. She was just pretending to compromise.

Sebastian and his round eyes showed a satisfied smile, "Very good, very good!"

"But in fact, our club still upholds the spirit of freedom and democracy. You two can actually speak freely. My father and I will listen to your opinions seriously."

The boy's multifaceted eyes seemed to be slightly raised and curved, as if smiling lightly - such a familiar formulaic and hypocritical smile made Emma couldn't help but think that the little kid in front of him, who had different eye and hair colors from John, might really be John's descendant, otherwise why were their smiles all fake.

Although Emma had just said that she would not have any more objections, she couldn't help but continue to ask:

"But even if our secret club does not need to follow the naming rules of the secret world, at least it should have a formal title, right?"

"I boldly guess that John should want Nello and I to separate and create our own Blade and Kai Cults, and then we must come back to the club at a fixed time to report our work to John, um, should I say help each other?

"Then let me say it again, we will come back at a fixed time to participate in the club's scheduled activities, ask John for help, ask him to help answer our questions, ask him to make suggestions for the development of our cult, and ask him to help us solve the problems encountered by the cult recently. "

"Is that right? "

Sebastian nodded slightly, but still corrected it: "There are some discrepancies. Father will take the initiative and free of charge to solve the problems encountered by the cult for you two... Miss Emma, ​​you are generally correct in other aspects."

"OKOK, John will take the initiative and free of charge to solve the problems of the cult for us... But even so, John will definitely not give up the fake identity lurking around Charlotte Holmes, he must need a suitable and appropriate name... Well, even if John can participate in the club meeting through you, but Nello and I must also need a suitable and appropriate name to participate in the meeting? ! "

"We are not as powerful as John, who can throw away his eyeballs and still have activity and vitality, and can even transmit consciousness and power across extremely long distances in space... Nello and I are just ordinary secret believers! "

"Miss Emma, ​​you are so modest. You are born with two souls. Even if you are willing to separate from Miss Crovitt, the Crossroads Twins are still willing to favor you... Have you ever thought of a possibility? Maybe it is because the Crossroads Twins feel your hatred for Winfreys and your eagerness to leave the Crossroads Hospital that they secretly modify the plan of history and destiny and arrange for your father to meet you two? "

"Don't talk nonsense to me. If the Crossroads Twins really cast their eyes on us sisters and knew that we cursed in our hearts every day and night, she would have summoned the tide to drown us under the endless deep sea! "

"Tell me, what do we need to do next... The Anti-Suppression Bureau is still looking for me and Nello, but we can't stay in this room forever, right? "

"Since John needs Nello and me to go out to absorb new believers and develop new secret forces, he must have thought of how to change our appearance to avoid the Anti-Suppression Bureau's tracking, right? ! "

Sebastian did not reply immediately, but lowered his head as if he was thinking, but he was listening carefully to his father's teachings.

After about five seconds, he slowly raised his head and said, "Ms. Emma, ​​you guessed right. Even my father admires your great wisdom. Could it be that your previous reckless and rude behavior was actually to reduce your importance in my father's heart and then assign you some unimportant work?"

Emma's little trick was discovered, but she was not ashamed at all. She just put her hands on her hips and straightened her chest, and said righteously, "So what? John has already calculated everything about us, so why should I bother to work hard? Anyway, I will do whatever John says, and I will be an obedient puppet, right?"

Sebastian continued to convey his father's opinion, "You are right, but my father also told me to tell you: 'Emma, ​​as long as you complete the task I assigned to you seriously, I will tell you the whereabouts of the God of Separation Ritual. '”

"The Ritual of the God of Separation..." Emma murmured, "Is it the God of the Ancient God? John, you actually know such a secret, you..."

Emma slapped her fist hard, as if she had made up her mind, and said, "Why didn't you say so earlier! If you had said you knew the whereabouts of the Ritual of Separation, Crovitt and I would have been your bitches! Even if you want to do some difficult chores, we will try our best to satisfy you."

Sebastian, who represented John's opinion, just smiled and said, "Haha, Miss Emma, ​​please don't try again. Father knows that your rough words and aggressive psychology are just thorny armor forged by the shadow of childhood... Father does not covet your body, Father just hopes that you can give full play to your potential. You should soar in a wider sky, instead of kneeling in a dark and lightless underground cave."

Emma saw that her thoughts were discovered again, and curled her lips and said, "Tsk, it's really boring! Crovitt is so obsessed with John, but he can't even get interested? ! "

Sebastian just continued to talk:

"Father will control my body to perform a rough plastic surgery on you two soon, shave off your facial bones and foot bones, change your faces and body shapes, so that you can be reborn and walk in the world with a new identity. "

"According to father's order-"

Sebastian looked at Nello Bacchus who had been silent and just chewed the lamb tripe stuffing fiercely, and said: "After Mr. Nello regained his life, please register a firearms company first. Father will provide you with advanced weapon drawings to help you quickly start your business... Apart from this task, you can arrange your time at will. After the company has taken shape, you must try to establish your own Blade Cult!"

"And Miss Emma, ​​you-"

"The task given by father is very simple. Father needs you to apply for the job at Glover & Sons after regaining your life. ——Father’s original words were: ‘There are secrets about the operation of the world hidden in Glover & Sons. Emma, ​​you must record everything that happens in the company, including any personnel changes, and compile it into a book and submit it to the club! ’”

“Then, this meeting is over, please have a good rest.”

“The next meeting will be held on Sunday next week.”

“By the way, in this case, father suggests that our club be named the Sunday Reasoning Club.”

…………

When the secret round table meeting of the new esoteric society just ended.

Far across the ocean, in the European continent, another similar but not completely identical secret round table meeting was being held.

It was an ancient castle standing on a cliff. The towering spire of the castle was like a rugged mountain peak. In the dark night, it looked more like a twisted shadow, as if it was a horned beast lying on the tip of the cliff.

Today is the promised rest day in the castle. The maids and servants have already gone down the mountain to meet their families or lovers, enjoying this monthly rest time and releasing the depression and fear accumulated from work.

In the deep and silent castle, the original round table hall is dim and dark, and the dark shadows fill every corner of the hall. Even the whistling cold wind cannot invade it.

Even the strong German cockroaches have lost their signs of life the moment they quietly enter this hall - even unintelligent insects are not allowed to eavesdrop on the content of the meeting.

As the castle bells rang, midnight arrived, and the meeting officially began.

In the hall deep in the castle, nine mottled and dazzling lights lit up one after another, and the color of each light was different, either ugly scarlet, or dull platinum, or sticky gold, or ancient flame-like black and red... Each light was in pairs, and the distance between the lights seemed to be the distance between human eyes.

These nine mottled and mixed lights are actually nine pairs of shining eyes!

The turbid eyes that seemed to be mixed with all the dark and evil colors in the world blinked at the chairman's seat, and the owner of the eyes spoke coldly and ruthlessly.

"Let's start the first topic of this meeting - about the news that someone suspected of being a moth-like person appeared in Great Britain and pretended to be me, what do you think?"

The other eight pairs of eyes heard this shocking news, and they immediately talked about it like a pot of boiling water.

The owner of the eyes, whose eyes were shining with sharp cold light like a weapon, said ecstatically: "What! Someone dared to pretend to be a professor?! Please allow me to go to Great Britain immediately to eradicate this blasphemer for you!!!"