Mobet glanced at Leonard and said doubtfully.
"It's not too cruel and evil …"
He immediately picked up the wine glass and gulped down a mouthful.
"Don't you know that the higher the Sequence, the colder and more serious the tendency towards madness? Which noble family of the Solomon Empire did not have an angel? They were definitely different from normal people.
"As for the degree of evil and coldness, it has to do with the anchors chosen and the characteristics of one's Beyonder pathway. In this aspect, I'm not sure about my great-grandfather's situation. All I know is that 'He' is very kind to us, and his words and actions are relatively casual.
"In addition, the rules that His Majesty the Emperor made have a key point, which is that they are not coordinated. If all the great nobles have the same style, he will definitely not be satisfied."
I thought of the first reason, but the second one was a little unexpected. It was a little funny … Did the Solomon Empire's "Dark Emperor" turn himself into an obsessive-compulsive disorder? It has to be uncoordinated … Klein didn't wear a mask that was too thick. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
At this moment, Audrey turned her head to look at him and voiced the question that she and Mr. Star shared.
"Anchor?"
They all knew that the aesthetics of the Fourth Epoch were asymmetrical and uncoordinated. They tacitly accepted this as common sense, so they did not think deeply about why there was such an aesthetic.
"To the gods, believers and beliefs are anchors," Klein explained simply.
"Is that so …" Audrey felt that her horizons had been broadened, allowing her to examine the relationship between gods and believers from a different perspective.
At the same time, she thought with some confusion,
At the beginning of Mr. Fool's awakening, he probably didn't have many believers. At that time, what was' His' anchor?
Leonard listened carefully to Klein's reply, and his expression became uncontrollably serious. He seemed to have thought of many things in an instant.
He quickly returned his attention to Mobet and deliberated for a moment.
"What kind of angel is Pallez Zoroast? What are his habits?"
This … Leonard was still very careful. He still didn't completely believe that the grandpa in him was Pallez Zoroast. Yes, I can't eliminate the possibility that the real Pallez has already perished, and the one alive is an impostor. To an angel of the Marauder pathway, this is a common occurrence … And from the point of view of a secret existence, replacing that identity is equivalent to having that identity. They wouldn't deliberately expose it …
Hehe, Leonard is more reliable than I thought when it comes to matters that are more important, interesting, and related to his own safety. If not, he wouldn't have discovered that I was still alive … As for other aspects, he's too, too sloppy, too used to following past experience. It's not that he's brainless, he's just too lazy to use it … Klein couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Mobet was stunned for two seconds before drinking another mouthful of distilled spirits.
"Old Man acts like an ordinary old man at home. He's a little naggy, likes to discourage his descendants, and loves to enjoy life. If I didn't know about it ahead of time, no one would've guessed that 'He' is a Sequence 1 angel. 'He' and His Majesty the Emperor's aesthetic standards are a little different. 'He' is obsessed with categorization and emphasizes cleanliness and neatness … When facing enemies, he's good at deception. He likes to deal with his target in a way that makes him break down …"
This is in line with the characteristics that Old Man has shown so far … Leonard nodded slightly and asked, "Do you have a portrait of 'Him'?"
"Do you have a portrait of 'Him'?"
"How can I bring a portrait with me? It's not like I'm looking for someone! "Mobet shook his head in amusement.
At this moment, Leonard suddenly pointed to the side.
"Isn't that it!"
"Ah?" Mobet turned his head in confusion and puzzlement and realized that an oil painting had appeared on his right hand at some point in time.
As he picked up the oil painting, the content on it gradually became clear, revealing an old man with dark brown eyes.
The man's hair was completely white, and it wasn't too sparse. It was neatly combed back. There were almost no wrinkles on his forehead, the corners of his eyes, and the corners of his mouth. He didn't look that old.
It was obvious that he looked pretty good when he was young. He resembled Mobet, but his overall bearing was more solemn.
I really can't tell that he's a Sequence 1 angel … Is this also because he didn't reveal his Mythical Creature form? Audrey tiptoed and glanced at the oil painting.
After Leonard memorized the contents of the portrait, he raised a few more questions related to the Zoroast family and received a rather satisfactory answer. The only exception was the names of the potions from Sequence 3 to Sequence 0. Mobet wasn't sure either. He only vaguely knew that Sequence 1 seemed to be called Worm of Time.
After ending the topic, Leonard asked about the Solomon Empire.
"In your era, what are the great nobles of the empire?"
"There aren't many families with dukes." Mobet put down his wine glass and spread out his palms. "Our Zoroast family, the House of Abraham, the Zaratul family. In addition, although the Medici family and Lord Ouroboros don't have a noble title, their status isn't inferior to the great nobles."
With every word he said, he curled a finger and clenched it into a fist.
Then, he smiled and said,
"Back then, although Tudor and Tren Sostel were His Majesty's most loyal angels, they were still ranked below us, alongside Augustus and Castiya."
The history of the Augustus family can actually be traced back to the era of the Solomon Empire … While feeling somewhat surprised, Audrey listened even more attentively.
Leonard thought for a moment and continued asking,
"What was the situation like in the Northern Continent in that era?"
"All living beings were subservient to His Majesty. Even deities acknowledged His Majesty's rule in order to resist the opposing forces." Mobet chuckled and said, "'They' all had their own countries attached to them in relatively barren places. In short, Evernight, the God of Combat, and Death were in a standoff. The three gods of Storm, Blazing Sun, and Wisdom had great conflicts with each other. The attitude of the land was ambiguous, but it was more inclined towards the God of Combat. This caused 'Them' to be unable to work together in a stable manner, making it difficult for 'Them' to resist the alliance of His Majesty and the True Creator."
At this point, Mobet sighed.
"It was also for the sake of balance that His Majesty didn't attack the Southern Continent. He allowed Death to unify the Harvest Plains and the ancient forest, establishing the Balam Kingdom."
No, in the end, the six deities came to an agreement. Hence, the Black Emperor perished, and the Tudor-Telun Sostel United Empire was established … Leonard recalled some of the things that Pallez Zoroast had mentioned, and for some baffling reason, he felt the vicissitudes of history.
At this moment, Mobet turned his head again and looked at him.
"Do you have a cigarette?
"This little thing that came from the believers of the True Creator isn't bad."
Leonard immediately mobilized his dream and conjured a cigarette before handing it over.
"Is this an improved one?" Mobet reached out his right hand and stole a ball of fire from the kitchen behind the tavern. He lit the cigarette and took a deep puff.
Seeing the smoke puffing out of his nostrils, Leonard asked curiously,
"The believers of the True Creator like to smoke?"
"Yes, even Lord Medici occasionally smokes a few, although it's just a habit for 'Him,'" Mobet answered without hiding anything.
Leonard nodded slightly and asked,
"Which deity do you believe in?"
"Of course it's His Majesty. All the nobles of the Empire believe in His Majesty. Uh, other than Lords Medici and Ouroboros, they believe in the True Creator. Also, Duke Bethel Abraham might just be a fake believer. As far as I know, 'He' only believes in 'Himself,'" Mobet said casually.
Bethel Abraham … Klein's heart stirred. Just as he was about to signal Leonard to ask further in this regard, he heard the poet ask,
"Is Duke Bethel Abraham very powerful?"
Clearly, the ancestor of the House of Abraham was very eye-catching due to his completely different performance from the other nobles of the Empire.
"Very powerful. Even Lord Medici and Lord Ouroboros are wary of 'Him.'" Mobet puffed out another ring of smoke and said, "In the Era of Strife, 'He' is publicly recognized as one of the angels most likely to become a god."
"Era of Strife?" Leonard asked in puzzlement.
Mobet looked at the slowly burning cigarette in his hand.
"The smell isn't stimulating enough. Heh heh, the Era of Strife refers to the period from the end of the Cataclysm to the establishment of the Empire. It's about 112 years. The ancestor of our Zoroast family who first became an angel perished during the Era of Strife. Fortunately, we had the help of His Majesty, who had yet to become a god, so we didn't lose our Beyonder characteristic."
"Who did it?" Leonard immediately pressed.
Mobet shook his head.
"I'm not a Sequence 4 yet, so there are many things I'm not qualified to know.
"Let's talk about Duke Bethel Abraham. I actually don't know much about 'Him,' but I'm very interested in their family and the Beyonder pathway they control. It's said that Apprentices can roam the cosmos when they reach Sequence 2. Uh, there are also rumors that it's Sequence 3."
Cosmos? Klein's pupils dilated slightly as he became more focused.
At this moment, Mobet continued.
"They left behind quite a number of travel notes regarding the cosmos. There are many interesting things recorded in them. Unfortunately, I've never been able to borrow them. However, I've heard of the three rules they concluded for roaming the cosmos.
"One, don't respond to any calls. Two, don't rashly approach unknown creatures and buildings. Three, endure loneliness."
It sounds like the cosmos is vast and dangerous … I wonder if the House of Abraham still has any travel notes related to the cosmos. I'll get Miss Magicians to ask later … Klein swept his gaze and happened to meet Miss Justice's gaze. The two of them immediately understood that the other had also thought of Miss Magicians.
Leonard did the same. He nodded slightly and asked about other matters.
During this process, as Mobet reminisced, the dream changed. Following that, they saw the appearances of Medici, Ouroboros, and other high-ranking figures.
Of course, as Mobet rarely interacted with the Black Emperor and Bethel Abraham, he didn't dare look at them directly. Their images were a blur.
Towards the end, Audrey grabbed Klein and Leonard's arms and jumped into Siatas's dream with them.
This Elvish Songster was standing in the garden, holding her stomach as she frowned at Mobet.
"Can you steal the fetus in my stomach and stuff it into your body?"
"I can, but even if it's stuffed into my body, I won't be able to give birth to him," Mobet replied with a look of fear.
Siatas thought seriously.
"Then should we steal the corresponding organs as well?"
"… It's still possible to succeed if it's just stealing, but there's nothing I can do after that. This is beyond my capabilities …" Mobet said in a trembling voice.
The conversation between the human and elf left Klein, Leonard, and Audrey dumbfounded.
"… Shall I do it this time?" After a few seconds, Audrey took the initiative to suggest.
Lord of the Mysteries
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