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The dice turned like crazy.
The smooth stone table reflected the newcomer's dull eyes with a hint of speechlessness, as if he had seen through the flashy nature of this world, once again seen through the unreasonableness and madness hidden in the 22 paths to God, and looked down from a transcendent perspective. With everything he has experienced.
Surrounded by "Stealing a Sheep while Passing by", "Dodge", "Trier Land Deed for 2000 and 500 Tolls", "Fighting Evil", "Blue Eyes White Dragon" and Ludo, Crane I gave up thinking and gradually understood everything except advanced mathematics.
When people are forced to do anything, they can do anything except mathematics.
So, when Zaratul said "Choose one?", Klein immediately pointed at the one that seemed to be the easiest.
The dice stopped at 5 o'clock. Klein looked at the hand-painted chessboard in silence for a few seconds and let the plane in his hand take off.
Then, he thought hard: "...Please forgive me for being rude just now. How should I call you?"
The old man on the opposite side sorted out the equally outrageous cards in his hand. He seemed to take Klein's speechlessness as a shock, and was showing off his "Roselle the Great Emperor Card Deck" with great interest.
Klein felt the phantom of his childhood friend squatting on the ground taking cards together appeared in front of him.
Hearing this, the old man stopped displaying his cards and smiled vaguely:
"You can call me, um..."
"Zarath."
Zaratul?
grass!
After hearing this answer, all the complaints in Klein's mind suddenly disappeared, leaving only a curse word in bold and black.
Zaratul, the leader of the Secret Order, a descendant of the great nobles of the Solomon Empire in the Fourth Age, the previous owner of the Antigonus Family Notes, the extraordinary path leader of Emperor Russell the Great, a truly high-sequence "divineer" path , a hidden existence that was already a "Miracle Master" a hundred or two hundred years ago, an angel who was considered by "Magic Mirror" Arrods to have lost control and turned into a monster during the process of being promoted to Sequence 1 "Secret Waiter"!
No matter which description he describes, it is currently an unbearable burden for Klein.
"Looking at your reaction, do you know me?" Zaratul laughed.
Klein changed his mind and said tentatively:
"I've heard of that last name."
This gave him a sense of shock as if the characters in the history textbook jumped out of the textbook and came alive in front of him. He also felt that the air around him seemed to have turned into substance, piling up layer by layer on his body, squeezing his body and blocking his breathing. .
Klein once imagined that maybe everything he encountered because of the Antigonus Notes was due to Zaratul's layout, and he suspected that she was the boss he would eventually face. But now, he met her in advance. Encountered.
Although the Zaratul in front of me may not be the legendary Zaratul himself, after all, this is his surname, and he may be the other party's successor, heir, brother, clansman... But in any case, it is too early!
I’m just a Sequence 5! Klein couldn't help but shout in his heart, and at the same time he doubted whether the other party was really Zaratul.
The old man who called himself Zaratul didn't give him that much time to think, and started talking to himself:
"See that dent in the wall over there?"
Zaratul pouted to the side. Klein did not want to be induced by this person who was suspected of being a hidden person, but since arriving here, he himself has been constantly looking for ways to get out.
So after waiting for a few seconds, he looked in the direction indicated by Zaratul.
He looked at the stone statue next to him. The stone statue had a gentle and beautiful face. It was the angel with a dull expression that he last saw under the church. It's just that the angel's body is similar to that of a human, without the four more animal-like arms.
The stone wall behind the stone statue, that is, the back on the other side, does have a hollow that was dug out.
There are short and clumsy symbols painted there one after another, but there is an empty space in the middle, unable to connect and form.
"That piece of obsidian is in my hand. When you need to leave, I will give it to you, and then I will tell you a symbol to open the door. It is the key to open the real door of escape on the wall." Zaratul said in detail.
A complex special symbol...the key to open the door...Kleon listened to the murmur of "Honakis...Fregera..." echoing in the wind behind him, and a symbol suddenly appeared in his mind:
That is a vertical eye composed of many secret symbols!
That was the message delivered to him by the Antigonus Family Notes by infecting the "Muppets of Doom"!
Klein secretly recalled the sign and looked surprised and incredulous: "If the way to leave is so simple, then why did the previous 'divinationists' fail?"
Zaratul began to laugh again, which made people feel very scheming and annoying if heard too much:
"My abilities are limited and I cannot move within the church. The person who left last time sent the obsidian to me."
"Before you, some of them were as verbose as you. They didn't have time to leave this church before the red moon became clear. They were hung up there. The guy who made himself a handsome face was the guy with flawless facial features. So does the little girl."
Klein suddenly felt speechless. He glanced upwards. On the ceiling of the tall, dark church, countless marionettes with white eyes faced them, swaying quietly.
Taking a closer look, Klein unexpectedly found that some of the marionettes on it were damaged. It didn't mean that the clothes were damaged or the marionette itself was disabled, but - some seemed to have had their arms torn off with brute force. Since they were marionettes, there were no Rotten but dried blood and bones were swaying at the fracture. Some had half of their heads missing, some had bloodstains on their bodies, and some had the same "demon" mutation as Senior - combined with the bloodstains on the outside. , there seems to have been some fighting here.
Also, leave immediately when the red moon becomes clear...you must pay careful attention to the situation outside...
Klein frowned and asked calmly:
"The last person to leave?"
Zaratul smiled and deliberately did not answer, but rolled the dice.
Gululu, the dice stopped at 3, and the chess piece in Zaratul's hand still did not take off this time.
"it's your turn."
He sighed with a hint of well-informed pride: "These chess pieces are called 'airplanes', which are flying instruments. It is obviously not as bulky as a hot air balloon like an airship, but it can fly higher and faster. Haha, I really want to know what it looks like when it flies."
Emperor Russell... plagiarized the manuscript... Emperor Russell... plagiarized the manuscript... Emperor Russell...
Klein took the dice and rolled it: "Maybe it's steam power. Is this the idea of Emperor Russell?"
"Haha, maybe so."
Zaratul seemed to have a deeper meaning, and said as if there was no hint at all.
Klein rolled 5 again - he frowned and chose to take off another plane.
Zaratul rolled again, 4, still 0 progress.
"Young man, it seems you have played this game before?"
After a few rounds, Zaratul's plane finally took off, and he suddenly said: "Is this game very popular in the outside world now?"
Klein responded well prepared: "You just talked about the rules."
"Yeah, I'm sorry, I forgot." Charla smiled and teased his memory like an old man, and suddenly spoke again, "You don't seem to be surprised by the 'airplane', and your movements are also very skillful. Young man It’s so fast to accept new things.”
Klein frowned again: "It's just a chess piece. What it is is not important to me."
Just when Klein began to think about how to respond to his next sentence, Zaratul nodded and said with a subtle smile:
"That's it."
"..."
...What exactly is he trying to imply? This tone seemed to accept my answer, but also seemed to just laugh at my cover-up, hesitant to speak clearly... Why do high-sequence fortune tellers have such virtues! Klein felt his fist harden.
Klein suppressed this trace of anger and rolled a dice, which happened to be a 3, knocking back the plane that Zaratul had just left home.
Zaratul raised his eyebrows and smiled nonchalantly:
"After you open the door, the history and destiny of this place will change, and the image I cut will disappear. When the time comes, you will see a jar of ashes."
"I just hope they can be sprinkled into the Serenzo River near Trier, the capital of Intis, which is my hometown and the place where I was born."
Is this a proactive answer to the question “Why do you want to help me?” I haven't found a chance to ask yet... Klein felt his anger subside a little, but then he discovered a loophole:
"Since someone left before, why are you still here?"
Zaratul shook his head: "I don't trust her."
She, indeed it was her, was Edward Vaughn... Klein showed a shocked face and acted as if he was shocked by this information. He didn't believe in the devil, but chose to believe in me? Because you can see that I want something from you?
As thoughts swirled around him, Klein decided to show some greed to make Zaratul lower his opinion of him and make the other party think that he wanted something from him, so he could be easily induced.
He said: "I need the formula for the 'Cunning Mage' Sequence 4."
Klein has learned through Will Asceptin that the Sequence 4 potion of "Soothsayer" is called "Cunning Mage". The focus may be on weirdness, cunning, mischief, etc., which is consistent with the way of playing. Therefore, he directly said the name in front of Zaratul, implying that the other party knew part of the formula, and it might be incomplete, so he should not lie.
Zaratul's posture did not change, and he said as expected:
"The Sequence 4 potion is indeed called 'Cunning Mage'."
"I can give you the formula, as long as you are willing to believe that what I gave is the real formula. After this round is over, I will give you the obsidian, the opening symbol and the 'Cunning Mage' formula."
"Hey, this is nothing that I need to care about, as long as you can scatter my ashes back to the river in my hometown."
Why are you so obsessed with playing it?
After listening quietly, Klein couldn't help but say:
"You must be of high status. Scattering the ashes left behind will pollute the entire river and leave countless monsters behind."
"Very carefully."
Zaratul laughed when he heard this and said: "However, there are no characteristics in my ashes. I have lost them long ago."
Klein guessed what the other party meant, and once again asked about his extraordinary path:
"What is the name of the Sequence 3 potion after 'Cunning Mage'?"
The beard on Zaratul's face twitched slightly:
"Ancient Scholar."
"What about the corresponding sequence 0?"
Zaratul glanced at him again, smiled lowly and said, "You should know it when you open the door and escape."
Don’t finish your words, right? Don’t finish your words, right? I hate people like you the most, who always laugh and say nothing... Klein suddenly felt similar to Russell. He was just about to continue picking up the wool of the well-informed Zaratul, when he suddenly noticed that the outside world was getting brighter. Under the light of the red moon, the marionettes hanging from the ceiling began to swing more and more, making walking movements in the air, as if they were coming to life!
Klein immediately became transparent, walked through the wall, and took shelter in the nearest house.
About twenty minutes later, the red moon was blocked by dark clouds again. Klein returned to the church and was surprised to find that Zaratul had already taken off two planes and crashed back one of his own planes.
"I just rolled two 6s and a 4."
The old man's garbled voice sounded innocent, except for his two clear and bright eyes. When he was alive, he looked like a top-notch faceless man.
"It's your turn."
…Klein’s fist became harder and harder.
Zaratul said slyly:
"Now it's time for you to answer my question."
"Do you know what 'Origin Castle' is?"
Suddenly, it was as if a basin of ice water was poured from head to toe.
Klein frowned slightly and pressed down the tiny goosebumps on his neck to prevent the cold sweat that could soak his shirt from seeping out on his back. It was as if an ignorant person had heard a new term and was filled with doubts and thoughts. Wool's mentality calmly asked:
"What's this?"
"I've never heard of it."
"Hehehehe..."
Zaratul let out his annoying laughter again, which made Klein's scalp feel numb and his fists clenched. The scheming old man seemed to have other intentions, and seemed to believe Klein's words, ignoring this. question.
He pushed the wooden dice over: "It's your turn."
550
"Ring around, circle around the rose!"
In a small town in East Balam, in the open space of the street, children wearing tops or without tops danced in circles around a girl with a light yellow hairband, making childish and happy laughter.
In the distance, the adults looked at them blankly.
The girl with the light yellow hairband looks crazy, but she has a pair of energetic brown eyes that are slightly lighter than her hair.
She was also barefoot, with oil paint on her face, and a sarong decorated with rainbow-like textile patterns. She clapped her hands and led the children with a smile:
"Pockets full of flowers!"
Snapped! Snapped!
After a few soft sounds, delicate red roses suddenly appeared in the hands of the children.
Roses grew from the children's palms, as if they were using blood as nutrients. The cyan veins in their palms protruded like roots, and bright red flowers grew.
The children were still giggling, and their every move seemed to be slightly stuck. The girl wearing a light yellow hairband clapped her hands as if she didn't notice, crushing the roses in her hands, and the bright red petals rained from their hands like blood. The hand fell.
She simulated the sound of a gunshot with her mouth, then fell backwards to the ground as if she had actually been shot, and remained motionless.
"Bang bang! Bang bang! We fall to pieces!"
"Bang bang! Bang bang! We fall to pieces!"
"Hahahahaha!"
The children sang creepy songs in unison. Their bodies gradually became stiff and their movements were no longer smooth and coordinated.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Two downward straight lines appear at the corners of their lips. When they laugh, their lower lip opens together with their chin, exposing their teeth and gums. His mouth opened and closed, letting out a cold and piercing laughter, one after another.
Their madness was contagious, and the adults outside the circle suddenly started laughing crazily, running, biting each other, or talking to everything around them. They laughed until tears came to their eyes, their throats bled, and finally their internal organs were broken. Also vomited.
boom! boom!
People fell down.
The wind carried rose petals to every corner of the small town, and the rich floral fragrance covered up the smell of blood.
After a long time, there was no other noise in the small town. The girl with the light yellow hairband seemed to have woken up from a nap. She lay comfortably on the ground and stretched out, enjoying the fragrance of roses intoxicatedly. Then she stood up and tiptoed around the blood and dirt on the ground.
Her movements were a little weird, like a puppet being pulled by invisible strings, walking briskly towards an oxcart.
The cows were grazing comfortably, and an old man with a serious face and a vague expression of pain sat on the cart pulled behind him.
"Grandpa Jacks!"
The girl's eyes lit up, and she jumped over in three or two steps, her heels stained with red marks: "Why do you have time to see me?"
Jacks, who looked as sad as if he had been stabbed several times while walking on the road, nodded, and reluctantly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile that made people uncomfortable:
"Little Hilda, how is the potion digested?"
The girl with a light yellow hairband - the demigod of the "Indulgent Party", Hilda Gonzalez held up her skirt with both hands, kicked away a stone on the ground with her feet, and said with a smile:
"Two years, two more years - I will be able to digest 'Puppet'!"
"Okay." Jakes nodded happily, "Ahmad will definitely be proud of you."
After speaking, he cleared his throat and said tentatively:
"Little Hilda, there are still many poor southern continental and mixed-race people in the northern continent who are struggling to survive. Now that the war has begun, their lives are getting harder and harder. This is a good opportunity for us to develop our faith and expand our organization."
"Southern Continental people from the Northern Continent?"
Hilda pouted: "But they are willing to be slaves to those bandits - the really poor people can't even save a boat ticket! People without food will starve to death on the way across the border! Why should I help? Them? Is this the request of Sir Si'a?"
"We held a discussion within the school and came up with a compromise plan."
Seeing that she seemed to be going crazy, Jacks immediately comforted her: "Go and help those helpless mixed-race and Southern Continent children."
"Help the children?" Hilda thought for a moment and calmed down, "Okay, then I'm willing to help."
"But if they don't believe in Lord Si'a and the Mother Tree, and are unwilling to convert, I will put them on the altar."
"This operation is quite special."
Jacks brewed his emotions and spoke seriously: "Do you remember... His Highness the Temperance Angel? This is her request."
Jacks paused when he saw the girl in front of him kicking pebbles. She suddenly raised her head, as if a little girl suddenly came to life under the thick and strange paint and weird dress.
"Angel of Temperance?"
Hilda read the title again and became angry: "That liar - she left us! She doesn't want me! It's clear that none of us hold grudges against her, but she ran away on her own! She even delivered herself to the people of the Northern Continent. under!"
"I don't want to see her! I don't want to see her!"
She cursed hysterically for more than ten minutes, pulled her hair frantically, and made messy marks on the sand with her bare feet.
Suddenly, she paused and looked at Jacks again with her youthful eyes:
"I'm willing to help her..."
"...As long as she never leaves us again."
tbc
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The news that Zaratul received was that a person who was suspected of being swept away by the night owned Origin Castle.
But the person in front of Klein was wearing a real scroll, so Zaratul removed him from the suspect list.
