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Alger Wilson woke up slowly, and the first thing that caught his eye was the wine bottle rolling in front of him. It took him a while to realize that he was lying on the deck, and his head had never hurt so much.

He supported his upper body with trembling arms. The moment he saw the sun in the sky, he suddenly felt a strong sense of ecstasy and almost fell down again. The salty cold wind blew on the sea, and the sun's rays

There was no warmth at all when it fell on him. His whole body ached and he was hungry, but Alger almost shed tears at this moment.

Why should I be so happy... Today is December 3rd... Didn't our voyage go smoothly...?

His head was dizzy, and he squinted his eyes to barely see his surroundings: the crew lay scattered across the deck, including his employer.

The young man's glasses were thrown several meters away, and the cracked lenses were shining in the sun. The small suitcase that he almost never left his body was not outside and should have been placed in the cabin. Alger took a few breaths and recovered a little.

With some strength, I found that my employer's small brown-red-covered diary had also been thrown out, and it happened to be at my feet. There were still a lot of water stains on it.

Alger didn't think anything at first, but when his eyes fell on the book, he stretched out his hand out of nowhere.

When he picked up the notebook, he was still in a daze. His morality, which had been almost wiped out by life and ambition, allowed him to hold on to the bottom line. Alger quickly found the index tape sandwiched in the notebook and saw the self-voyage record recorded by his employer.

All the diaries I kept since then have slowly come back to my memory.

After browsing through it quickly and seeing that there was no information or secrets that he shouldn't read, and that he just recorded the daily weather, food, and some small daily things in a normal way, Alger felt relieved and felt that his conscience was no longer condemned. He gradually

With the help of his diary, he recalled his experience after going to sea, and the blurry pictures in his mind gradually became clear. He recalled the days of inspection in the Oradek Islands, the violent storm before, and the "Blue Avenger"

It was as fast as flying into the sky. As a navigator, he could not control the ship at all. In the end, he seemed to hit something in the chaos and fainted... Alger quickly raised his head and counted the number of crew members. He relaxed when he saw that there were not many of them.

Take a breath.

Today's diary hasn't started yet. It seems that he fainted at about the same time as us. Alger made a few guesses in his mind. Judging from the diary, they successfully completed the task and did not discover the mysterious primitive.

Everything about the island was as expected except for the storm at sea. In other words, we could return to the island soon.

He and I agreed at the beginning to go to the Oradek Islands, and nothing happened along the way. Why do I always feel a little uneasy subconsciously? Is it because it went too smoothly and was too stressful?

I have to report it to the church when I get back. Of course, to make a fake contract, I only told the crew that the reward was five hundred pounds. Excluding their salaries and the portion donated to the church, I could pocket nearly four hundred pounds.

In this way, you will be more confident when purchasing the Sequence 6 formula.

The reward was about to be received, and Alger felt a lot more at ease. Everything was imaginary, only the benefits were real. He put down the notebook, stood up unsteadily, straightened a wooden barrel, sat down, and began to wait for the others to wake up.

258

Peaceful days always pass by so fast, it seems like it is just a blink of an eye, and there is only half a month left before the New Year.

Klein extinguished the charcoal in the fireplace and put on a double-breasted woolen coat over a dark red wool vest.

Nearly three weeks ago, Leppard finally obtained the patent for the bicycle and began looking for suitable second-round investors. Steam-powered vehicle tycoon Franmy Cage expressed some interest.

After several contacts, the three parties agreed to hold final negotiations today. As long as the negotiations go smoothly, Klein can sell his shares in exchange for a considerable sum of money.

And for more than a month, Klein lived a calm life. With the help of the investigation, he digested the potion step by step and tediously. If there is nothing too urgent, you don't have to take risks. In another month, it will be almost...

Klein thoughtlessly took down the half-height silk top hat from the coat rack, and used a brush and handkerchief to smooth out the wrinkles and remove dust.

The "Hermitage of Destiny" badge left behind by Lanreus pointed to the January 4th gathering, and he had no intention of attending.

During this period, the "Tarot Session" was still held on a weekly basis. Klein obtained a few pages of Russell's early diary and witnessed the other party's transformation from a weakling who only fantasized and dared not take action to a proactive one.

A hunting playboy. Apart from that, he had almost nothing else to gain. Although the "Werewolf" extraordinary characteristic he obtained when he helped Sharon fight against the Rose School of Orgies was handed over to "The Hanged Man" for sale through "The World"

, but businesses involving amounts of more than a thousand pounds are obviously not that easy to achieve, and the cursed characteristics of "werewolves" also discourage many interested parties.

However, at the Tarot gathering a few days ago, the Hanged Man finally ended his last voyage commission and returned to Bayam to tell "The World" that he had contacted a "craftsman" who was obviously a little moved.

"I hope we can get it done this week... We don't have any clues about the 'Wind Blessed' formula that Mr. 'The Hanged Man' needs yet..." Klein packed up his belongings, picked up his cane, put on his cap, and walked out of the room——

The "Wind Blessed One" potion formula belongs to Sequence 6, so it is not that easy to find. Alger, the "Hanged Man", waited for more than a month but failed to hear the good news.

Derrick "The Sun" followed the advice of "The Hanged Man" and behaved without any abnormality. He continued his daily patrols, continued to accumulate merits, and did not try any rituals. At every Tarot gathering, he would skillfully pretend to sleep, and he would not do anything for the time being.

If any problem is exposed, he will usually catch up on his sleep intermittently to avoid certain things appearing in a pattern and making others suspicious.

According to him, "Shepherd" Elder Lovia did not leave the bottom of the round tower seven days later, and is still being held there for unknown reasons.

Mr. A of the "Aurora Society" was searching for followers and favored ones of "The Fool". Although Klein deliberately kept a low profile, he failed to obtain any valuable clues. However, those extraordinary people who knew the honorable name of "The Fool" all

They know better than to recite such things casually. Unless they are in a desperate situation, they will definitely not have the courage to pray to an existence suspected of being an evil god.

He went out and turned to the house of lawyer Jurgen who lived on the same street. Professional negotiations, of course, must be done with the presence of a professional lawyer!

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The crow stood on the branch, watching the disguised detective Sherlock and the unsmiling lawyer Jurgen step onto the taxi and gradually disappear around the corner of the street. He tilted his head, suddenly fluttered his wings and flew up, shaking down

Two crumbling dead leaves passed through the smoke and clouds and fell on the shoulders of a man who was reading a book in a park in the middle of the street.

Edward turned the book to the next page, and naturally took a piece of bread from the sandwich basket at hand and handed it to the crow's mouth.

"I have found a pattern. Every Monday at three o'clock in the afternoon, he will go to Source Castle at this fixed time, and so will Forsi."

Crow held the bread in his mouth and tilted his head, trying to identify the old Japanese characters in the book that were similar in structure to the Loen language but completely different in content, trying to identify the content in the book. However, he has recently been obsessed with the ancient culture of the Western Continent and has begun to be a little scientific.

After reading it for a long time, I only understood the and and.

It looked left and right and saw that there were no pedestrians near the park in the middle of the street. It jumped off Edward's shoulders, jumped on the bench twice, and suddenly turned into a human form. Amon helped himself with the bezel he was wearing today.

He wore a platinum monocle with a diamond ring. He consciously picked up the sandwich with a corner missing from the basket, put it in his mouth and took a big bite.

"Do we need to do anything?" he asked.

"I'm considering buying one of them's soul."

Edward turned to look at Amon and stared at his shiny monocle for two more seconds: "I tried to buy Klein's soul, but failed. This time I should try to buy Miss Fors's.

Already."

"I haven't seen a cat in the past two days."

"Richard has completed his sea survey mission and has compiled all the records for me. If you want to find it, you can try to summon it yourself." The book in Edward's hand turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared, and he also disappeared from the basket.

He took out a sandwich and ate it slowly, "I'm going to go to the sea, and maybe to the Land Abandoned by God in the future. But the time has not been set yet. You can decide for yourself whether you want to follow me or return to Amon."

"go back?"

The cheese in the sandwich in his hand slowly flowed down. Amon flattened the sandwich and finished a quarter of it in one bite. He said with a strange expression: "You can't wear these clothes again after you go back, and you can't do whatever you want.

After matching the accessories, I suddenly felt a little bored."

"You can think about it slowly."

"Okay. I've learned a lot about ancient history and mythology recently. I think I can become an ancient scholar, but I haven't been separated from the times for three hundred years." There was only one bite of the sandwich in Amon's hand, and he reached out from the basket.

Pick up a bottle of warm milk and warm your hands like a human being, "It's hard for me to imagine that humans can have so many magical fantasies and ideas about gods. Every country, every region, and even everyone can have ideas about gods."

Make interpretations instead of following the scriptures. Looking at it this way, although there are seven gods now, they are all quite monotonous."

Edward took a bite of the sandwich: "Tell me about it."

"I find that the older the gods are, the more complex and multifaceted they are. They can almost be said to be the embodiment of nature itself as imagined by humans."

"The one that impressed me most was the great goddess in Sumerian mythology. She loved humans and also loved humans killing each other. The gods of many other civilizations are also in a similar situation, such as a goddess who represents destruction.

It turned out to be a violent sleep."

"The same is true in Greek mythology. Ethics and morality do not exist. People can choose to believe in or convert to other gods, and gods can also choose to protect or turn a blind eye to humans. More often than not, their images are negative. Gods are eternity and power.

, that’s right. Even that, um, God, (Amon thought for a moment and changed his name) is very cruel, and will never be stingy with thunder, fire and divine punishment for those who don’t believe in him.”

Amon finished the last bite of the sandwich, wiped his hands, put the warm milk on the straw, and drank happily: "But later, the image of the gods began to become single, and only simple love for humans and rejection of unbelief were left.

These two qualities of our own people. Human beings seem to have lost their respect for nature and have begun to use the name of God to make profits for themselves."

"Yes." Edward replied, "Your feeling is correct. Gods who purely care about mankind only exist in human imagination. There is no need to pretend. Cruelty, contradictions, complexity and selfishness are the nature of gods."

"Is that true of you too?"

"This question should be considered as a reward for your serious study."

Edward spoke in a very emotional tone: "Of course I am also multifaceted. I love life, but I also hate them who are noisy and not good enough; I look forward to life making progress, so I also want to see them destroy themselves; I am

I build buildings in order to see them collapse, and I educate people in order to see civilization destroyed; I like special individuals, I look forward to them bringing about changes, and I also look forward to them being destroyed by their own ethnic group."

"I see, but you seem very rational."

"Maybe it's just that I happened to have the appearance of a human being, and became crazy in a way that you can understand. If a mountain, a forest, or the wind suddenly spoke to you, you would also feel scared."

Edward didn't take it seriously. After eating the sandwich, he tapped the edge of the basket with his finger, and the empty basket disappeared: "By the way, the original reward was to customize a set of glasses and accessories for you."

"What, I want glasses too, can I?"

"Then go ask your half-father for reimbursement..."

Edward was about to get up when he suddenly saw a person turning his head and running toward him from a distance. He did not move. Watching this human being running up to him out of breath, Amon looked at him curiously.

"Hoo, ho, Mr. Vaughan, I actually met you here!"

The young man put his hands on his knees, panted heavily, and laughed out of breath: "I have been looking for you for a long time!"

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"...Talim?" Edward recognized the voice and stood up, slightly confused, "What do you want from me?"

"Just, that's it, huh!" Talim took a deep breath, finally controlled his rapid breathing rate, and smiled a little nervously, "I found you because I had no one to talk to before... That's it, that's it.
To be continued...