A cultist who believes in the Evernight … Upon hearing Snowman's words, the three of them more or less felt a little embarrassed.
Klein, Audrey, and Leonard were all related to the Evernight Goddess. One was a standard cultist who believed in the Evernight, the other wasn't just a cultist, but a quasi-high-ranking member of the cult, an elite squad leader. The last one was even more powerful. He was directly a Blessed of the evil god.
"Ahem … From the looks of it, the Church of Evernight appeared earlier than recorded in history. It can be traced back to a long time before the Cataclysm. However, back then, it existed in the form of a secret organization." Klein cleared his throat and made a simple analysis to break the sudden silence.
Audrey pursed her lips and nodded. She continued guiding Snowman's dream, allowing him to reveal the information regarding the Kings of Angels that existed in his subconscious.
Unfortunately, Snowman was only a Sequence 5 ascetic. He was considered a quasi-high-ranking member of the Fifth Epoch, allowing him to come into contact with many important figures and historical secrets. However, he didn't have such a status before the Cataclysm. He couldn't even enter the divine kingdom on Earth, so he naturally didn't know much about the Kings of Angels and the ancient Sun God. What he knew was limited to what was recorded in various religious texts.
However, Klein acutely noticed that he had mentioned something.
There were traces of giants in the northern mountain range.
This mountain range was now known as Antares, and it was located in Feysac. This made it easy for Klein to link this piece of news to the Feysac citizens claiming to be descendants of giants, and the God of Combat's true form being a giant.
Seeing that there was nothing related to the Kings of Angels, Audrey turned to guiding Snowman's dream, presenting him with the most important matters that had the deepest impact on him.
The majestic cathedral they were standing on began to shake as it silently changed.
In just a few seconds, the size of the cathedral shrunk. Outside was a square that had been renovated.
Snowman knelt down in front of the cross and the statue, his body bathed in pure sunlight.
A vague figure in a simple priest's robe appeared on his side and said in a loud and solemn voice, "Don't worry.
He said in a grand and solemn voice, "You willingly chose the path of ascetic cultivation. You gave up love, distanced yourself from enjoyment, and didn't wield power. You tempered your body and tempered your mind. Step by step, you walked into Heaven and approached my Lord."
Snowman kissed the ground devoutly and said,
"I willingly chose the path of asceticism. I gave up on love, distanced myself from enjoyment, and refused to wield power. I tempered my body, tempered my spirit, and served my master. From today onwards, this will never change.
"From today onwards, this will never change!"
The more Snowman spoke, the more determined he became. In the end, he repeated his promise with a solemn expression.
"… This is the matter that left the deepest impression on him and has the greatest impact on him," Audrey turned her head and said to The World and The Star.
Recalling Snowman's performance all this while, recalling that even though he was trapped in the World of the book, he hadn't given up on his faith and stopped his ascetic cultivation, Klein nodded slightly and sighed.
"He was a true ascetic."
Audrey retracted her gaze and guided Snowman to say or present the matters that were more important to him. Then, she walked back to The World and The Star's side and said in a gentle voice, "That's right.
"There shouldn't be anything else."
Klein glanced at Snowman.
"Let's go to the next location."
...
In a particular house in Pessote City.
Mobet, who had flaxen hair, dark brown eyes, a high nose bridge, and thin lips, was wearing a slightly furry pajamas. He lay on the bed that was half high and half low. He opened his eyes to look at the ceiling and muttered to himself, "That's right.
He opened his eyes to look at the ceiling and muttered to himself, "This year's winter is much colder than before. It's even starting to snow …
"Although it's almost noon, I don't want to get out of bed at all …
"Siatas, as an elf, why are you lazing around in bed? You even pressed your hands and feet on me …
"I really miss the life when I was single. I could roll around freely in bed, and every corner was mine. It's not like now. Sigh …"
On the bed, Elven Songster Siatas had her body turned sideways as she slept comfortably. Not only did she occupy nearly half the space, but she also left a large amount of space on her side. She was closer to Mobet as she placed her hands and feet on him, squeezing him to the edge of the bed and nearly falling off.
After pulling up the blanket from where he was pressed down, Mobet sighed and closed his eyes, preparing to sleep again.
Then, he really fell asleep.
In the dream, he sat in front of the bar counter of a tavern, occasionally sipping hard liquor and gulping down beer. He didn't return home as he waited for Siatas to plead with him.
"Is this the aristocrat from the Fourth Epoch?" At the entrance of the tavern, Leonard glanced at Klein.
Klein gave an answer that was without a doubt.
"Yes."
Hmm, Mr. Star's tone and actions indicate that he's more nervous than before … He seems to care a lot about this aristocrat from the Fourth Epoch … According to the information previously revealed by Mr. World, someone Mr. Star knows might've seen the second Blasphemy Slate, and this is a very ancient divine item … Although I can't rule out the possibility that it was seen in the Fifth Epoch, in comparison, powerhouses from the Fourth Epoch have a greater chance of coming into contact with it … Therefore, this aristocrat from the Fourth Epoch is definitely related to the person Mr. Star knows? Through careful observation and interpretation, Audrey gained a preliminary understanding of certain matters.
With this premise, she quickly made a judgment.
Mr. Star would take the initiative to suggest that he guide the dream this time.
"As expected, the Fourth Epoch advocates asymmetrical beauty. This outfit really makes me uncomfortable." After Leonard teased, he looked at Miss Justice and The World Klein Moretti and said, "I'll do it this time."
"Okay." Audrey smiled and responded in a light tone.
And this was a development that Klein was happy to see, so he naturally would not stop it.
"No problem."
Leonard straightened the collar of his shirt and walked to the bar counter. He sat beside Mobet and ordered a glass of locally produced Sangen beer.
After gulping down a mouthful, he suddenly said,
"You look like a member of the Zoroast family."
"Everyone here knows. No, it's not just people." Mobet took a sip of his wine and continued looking ahead.
Leonard smiled and shook his head.
"Let me introduce myself. I'm Pallez Zoroast's student."
He planned on using this identity to build a closer relationship and lower the level of ostracism so as to facilitate the subsequent guidance.
Indeed, the person that Mr. Star knows is also a noble from the Fourth Epoch, a member of the Zoroast family … I wonder what level he's at … So Mr. Star's secret identity is the student of some important figure. No, he doesn't sound confident enough … He thinks of himself as a student? Audrey confirmed her guess, and the smile on her face became even more obvious.
After listening to Leonard's self-introduction, Mobet finally turned his head and sized him up before scoffing.
He scoffed and said, "Student?
"You're the target of the parasite, right?"
"…" Leonard's expression instantly froze.
The target of the parasite … Hmm … Although Audrey was already mentally prepared, she couldn't help but twitch her eyebrows.
As for Klein, he had a hard time holding back his laughter.
Of course, he didn't believe that there was anything wrong with Leonard pretending to be Pallez Zoroast's student. If he were in Leonard's shoes, he would have said the same. He couldn't directly say that he was a Parasite, right? Furthermore, their relationship as friends would appear too distant, making it difficult for any further inquiries.
The problem this time was that no one expected Mobet to directly guess the truth.
After chuckling, Mobet looked at Leonard's slightly stiff face and said, "Don't worry.
"You aren't a member of our Zoroast family. How can you become Old Man's student? You can only be the target of the parasite! "
At this point, he slowed down a little.
"Don't worry, Old Man isn't too bad. He won't really occupy your body. After the Parasite ends, he'll at most take away a few years of your life. After all, you're still young. Raising a Sequence will make up for it. Heh heh, in fact, most Beyonders don't live to the end of their natural age."
"Why must I take away a few years of my life?" Leonard subconsciously asked.
Mobet picked up his wine glass and gulped down a mouthful before replying in a slightly dazed manner, "That's right.
He replied in confusion, "Since I've already been Parasitized, I have to steal something …"
"…" Leonard snapped to his senses and asked in surprise, "You also call 'Him' Old Man?"
"Of course, we all call him Old Man. Heh heh, 'He' never expressed any objections." Mobet suddenly sighed and said, "'He' is my great-grandfather. I haven't seen 'Him' in a long time. It's been a thousand years, no, two thousand years …"
So Old Man indulges me in calling him Old Man because it allows' Him 'to recall certain beautiful memories of the past … I wonder if any of his direct descendants are still alive … Leonard suddenly felt wistful.
As for Audrey, while she was amused by the phrase "I have to steal something," she was rather surprised to grasp the word "Him."
This meant that Old Mr. Pallez Zoroast was an angel!
Indeed … Audrey had already expected this.
At this moment, Mobet acutely noticed a keyword:
"Also? Why did you say 'also'? Do you also call 'Him' Old Man? "
Leonard nodded seriously.
Mobet was immediately puzzled as he carefully sized up Leonard.
"Could it be that you have the bloodline of our Zoroast family?"
"I don't know …" Leonard answered truthfully.
Mobet shook his head.
"Doesn't look like it, doesn't look like it. Perhaps Old Man suffered a huge blow and changed to a certain extent."
I know that … Leonard deliberated and said, "'Him' was nearly killed by Blasphemer Amon.
"'He' was nearly killed by Blasphemer Amon. 'He' still hasn't recovered."
Rosell's Travels was currently above the gray fog. It didn't matter which deity's true name was mentioned inside, as it wouldn't be sensed anyway. Therefore, Klein, Leonard, and Audrey could freely talk about Amon and Adam.
"That powerful and terrifying ancestor of the Amon family really exists …" Mobet's voice subconsciously turned soft.
Leonard finally grasped the initiative and began asking:
"The nobles of the Solomon Empire seem to be very cold and evil. Why isn't the Zoroast family the same?"
PS: Recommended book, "Becoming an Immortal with Paywalls", the story of a lousy game producer who transmigrated to a World of Cultivation and Magic!
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