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Amon suppressed the strange emotions in his heart and replied in a deep voice:

"I don't understand what you mean."

Why did he choose to believe me and believe a fraudster when he knew that I was a deceitful thief, a wild extraordinary person hiding incognito in the library, and that the extraordinary events that happened in the city were closely related to me?

Could this storm believer just look smart?

In fact, in a different way of arrogance, a nerd who is as good a teacher as a believer in knowledge?

The old professor's gentle and elegant Lu Ermi was not angry at the rejection, and patiently explained:

"Mr. Green, maybe you don't know what you've done in the last three months."

Amon unceremoniously noted:

"You mean I've been lurking in Stonen under a false identity until now?"

"Not really." "During your work, there has not been a single theft in the municipal library, which has been plagued by repeated thefts, reselling, and piracy, and there has been a sharp decrease in theft and robbery in the northern urban area. ”

“……？” Amon didn't expect that his ability to eat black and black could be considered to have contributed to the city's security, but if he thought about it carefully, it did seem to make some sense.

It's strange that this old guy (Amon doesn't realize he's an old guy) and wants to put gold on himself in this way? Want to convince him to help the Storm Church settle civilians?

This is a bit whimsical.

Amon pinched his right eye socket and fantasized about a monocle hanging there, noncommittal, waiting for the following.

He looked to both sides at random, and was surprised to find that the big golden retriever dog actually listened quite seriously, sitting on the ground and looking at him and Lu Ermi seriously, with a glint of wisdom in his eyes.

Amon frowned, feeling that this dog was a little unsimple.

Lu Ermi didn't notice the expression of the big golden retriever, and he didn't divide the animals into categories, and when he saw that Amon didn't react, he threw out another set of information:

"Depending on how your colleagues react, you enjoy reading myths and anecdotes in your free time, as well as exploring history."

"Well, once again I want to find a unique book from the museum's collection, or did you help me find it."

"You have a fairly normal hobby, like accessories, certain flavors of food."

"You have been incognito in Stonen for nearly three months, and you have not tried to steal the seals, you have not caused trouble, you have not harmed innocent people, and you have not done anything to endanger the lives of the church and the residents."

"For these reasons, why can't I consider you to be an extraordinary person to be trusted?"

I steal things and you say that you are maintaining law and order in the city and cleaning up criminals, I don't want to contact the church, I am afraid of getting into trouble, worrying about my identity being exposed, and you will be said to be orderly and kind...... Although what you say makes a lot of sense, you just want to help you by catching me...... But this matter should have been handled by me, and it's not impossible for you to take the initiative to help me share some trouble...... Amon covered his eyes with a pinching of his eye sockets and muttered in his heart.

The old fox was completely sure of him, and praised him with every word, and praised him a little.

Is there such a storm believer in the world? This doesn't make sense!

Then he noticed something.

Lulmi believed that he had "only been in Stonen for nearly three months".

But Amon before him had been here for a long time, living as Green Ellis.

…… Could it be that he still exhibited some traits that did not match Amun's, such as picky eating, changing reading habits, and changing some of his dress habits, and these subtle differences led the Storm Bishop to think that he had just arrived here more than two months ago?

Amon frowned, trying to control the upturned corners of his mouth.

This Storm Bishop only has Sequence 4, which is lower than him, and does not pose a mortal danger to himself, but it gives him the feeling of being targeted by an old fox.

And in fact, he was very happy to hear these words, because it meant that he was more and more defeated as Amon, but he was more and more successful in being himself.

"You're an outlier among the Storm Bishops."

Amun, who was praised with some joy, was unforgiving: "It's like a reader who has gone the wrong way." ”

Amon just said it casually, but Lu Ermi was quite touched by it.

"When I was younger, I read so many miscellaneous books that I said something as perverse as 'man is born free'. I have also studied in Lemburg, and the pursuit of knowledge and truth has been my life's pursuit, but the decades of studying in Lemburg have not satisfied me, but I have been somewhat disappointed. ”

"Knowledge churches focus too much on 'knowledge' itself, they collect knowledge and disseminate it. Graduates of the University of Lemberg are all-rounders in languages, arts, architecture, crafts and even cooking, and they are open to learning and learning endlessly. ”

"However, such all-rounders often stay in the category of 'existing knowledge' and rarely take steps in new directions."

"For example, arguing for the philosophy of man and nature is an unpopular major."

Lurumi shrugged his shoulders and complained to Amon like a young man:

"Philosophy is used to explain God, to explain the relationship between man and God, even if it is the relationship between man and the natural world, and the topic of this aspect often involves the gods."

"The philosophy of the relationship between man and the natural world that I pursue is almost non-existent. My professor was an old man, and when I became his student, he asked me 'what could I bring to philosophy', and when I finished my PhD five years later, I brought a new discipline to philosophy. ”

Amon couldn't help but laugh.

The big golden retriever happened to sneeze too.

They looked at each other at the same time.

The golden retriever stuck out his tongue, and Amon's brow furrowed again.

"Your point is that you were born free, and you were born free, so why should you be a demigod?" Amon asked.

Lu Ermi smiled and sighed, "It's not that I chose to become a demigod. ”

"It was God who chose my destiny."

After saying this, the old bishop stopped discussing his study life nearly a hundred years ago, and he naturally brought the topic back to the beginning, sincerely and politely hoping that Amon would be able to settle the people of Stoon.

Amon did not refuse this time and did not speak.

After Lu Ermi stepped on the wind and the dark clouds and left, the golden retriever looked in the direction he had left, turned and ran.

Amon suddenly stole the distance, and the big golden retriever dog that ran four or five meters away suddenly returned to the same place.

"I felt something was wrong with you right now."

Amon said, "The spiritual brilliance on your astral body is very unstable, but it is far beyond the standards of ordinary animals, and you are an extraordinary creature. ”

The big golden retriever still tilted his head, looking at Amon for some reason, as if all the previous rays of wisdom were all Amon's illusions.

Amon reached out and grabbed it.

He stole some memories from the Golden Retriever.

The Golden Retriever's name is Susie, and she is a hunting dog born in the hunting grounds, but because of the unsuitable breed and poor physique, she was trained to be a domestic dog with hunting ability. This hunting ground was intended for dignitaries, and it was sold as a gift for a hunting dog to the daughter of an earl.

The dog's memory is simple, eating, sleeping, playing and accompanying the owner, which has been the case for several years, without involving extraordinary parts.

Amon took a cursory look at the memory, looked at it again, and shouted, "Susie? ”

Susie reacted to the name and began to observe Amun, and sniffed him closer, as if to confirm the identity of the stranger in front of her. Although there is a response, the IQ shown is still within the range of a normal dog.

"Did you do a memory seal or hypnosis before you came?"

Did someone else help or did it do it on its own? This cannot be confirmed at this time......

Amon doesn't have much interest in it and the Extraordinaries behind it, and if the Extraordinaires behind it are strong enough, they can run away on their own, rather than borrowing an extraordinarily animal that is not in their area of influence to deliver a message.

Suddenly, a strange memory caught Amon's attention, and an abnormal image flashed through the high-speed reading, and Amon immediately pulled the progress bar back, and slowed it down again.

This memory came to Susie when she was running away, passing by a certain street corner and smelling a strange smell.

It approached the dark shadow in the corner and saw several strange doctors and a pile of rotten flesh among them.

Amon looked at the memories of these few seconds again, carefully observed the indescribable, and his expression changed from relaxed to solemn.

"That's my mirror." He recognized the only circular reflective side in the dimly lit "lens".

And it's still hiding in that thief's body?

Did you deliberately do it to show me that you lit the gas explosion before? Just to give me the illusion that it's gone?

Well, quite possibly......

The key puzzle pieces are finally found, and Amon understands everything in an instant.

It didn't know in advance that an extraordinary dog would find it, and it was likely to be real, first telling me about the place at Hôtel Castle, which made me suspect that it might be hiding there.

And then it blew up its own carrier in front of me, leaving me to exclude its carrier directly. Obstacles and accidents along the way convinced me that it was hiding in Hall Castle, but in fact it had already broken its shell (learned from the paleographer) and disappeared from my vision.

If I did go to Hall Castle, I would definitely be plotted.

The corners of Amon's mouth rose slightly, if it was an ordinary extraordinary person who only learned that he had been deceived again, he would definitely panic or be furious, but he didn't have this emotion at all, and even felt a little subtle.

Because it's planned now......

Almost the same as the original, with the "conspiracy" charm given by Medici, he dealt with it.

It is definitely not so cunning when it is alive, it lacks vigilance, and will only do some simple and bad deceptions, otherwise it will not be killed by itself because of the light enemy. But after it died, not only did it become cautious immediately, but it also seemed that its IQ had increased, and it used this stealing beam to change the pillar so vividly that Amon didn't react for a while.

And Amon is still judging according to its ability before his death, there is no doubt that he has also fallen into the trap of "fraud".

"It's really amazing, my plan at that time didn't have such a trick as the golden cicada shelling, failure and death can really change a person."

"So it's still out there, what the hell is it trying to do?"

Amon suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

He squatted down, approached the big golden retriever dog who was still in front of him, and while stroking the top of the other's head closely, he took out snacks and jerky from his pocket, and asked very familiarly:

"You can still smell that rotting flesh, can you?"

The golden retriever sniffed the jerky in Amun's palm and turned his head away with some disgust.

Usually eating a bag of pet treats of a few dozen pounds, it is not interested in the ordinary snacks in Amon's hands.

After stealing such an idea, the smile on Amon's face suddenly became perfunctory, and he deceived Susie's senses, convincing that he was holding his favorite dog biscuit.

"After eating, help me find out where that strange person is hiding."

Susie seemed to understand the words, and she ate Amon's bribe, then stood up and kept sniffing the ground.

It sniffed as it walked forward, sniffing at the pedestrians who were standing stiffly, and then made its way deeper into the crowd, Amon following suit, separating the people along the way.

After walking for a while, Susie stopped and began to look left and right.

"It's hiding nearby? Just hiding in the crowd? ”

Amon looked at the people on the inner and outer three floors around him, and was a little surprised: "What does it want to do?" ”

At this point, even without Susie, Amon could hear a faint footstep.

This footstep was the only sound in the entire quiet urban area, and it was light and heavy, as if a person with impaired legs was walking.

Amon raised his vigilance, his face changed slightly, and he retreated behind Susie: "You are a hound, you go and see." ”

However, Susie stood still, and even looked back at him, as if to ask "why don't you go".

It was getting overcast, and the wind and clouds seemed to be gathering in the direction of the outside of the city, and Amon rubbed his arms, regretting that he hadn't put his coat on.

However, at the moment when he was distracted, the people around him suddenly shook, and countless pairs of eyes looked at Amon in unison.

"My identity is overwritten?" Amon was taken aback, "No, it's invalid......"

In the next second, a foul smell of rotting flesh appeared beside Amon, and the eerie aura approached his back.

His spiritual consciousness suddenly sketched a picture at this time—

A twisted and terrifying figure stood behind him.

The man was broken and put back together, and his body was stitched together with transparent fishing thread. His body twisted, sticky and spoiled blood and flesh kept falling, and there seemed to be twelve worm phantoms wriggling in the cracks of his body, and his skull was even more terrifying.

The corpse had no face, and a mirror was embedded in the flesh where the face was.

The mirror was originally empty, but when it was facing the back of Amon's head, Amon's face was reflected!

For a moment, the faceless corpse seemed to have an identity and could interact with reality.

The "it" in the mirror had an eerie expression, twisted out of control, and whispered to Amon:

"...... my life and identity"

"Give me back ......!"

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"It's unfortunate that it's only been a few minutes before the clouds obscure the sun."

On the balcony of the greenhouse garden of Hall Castle, "Hibbert" looked at the gradually overcast sky outside, and said with some disappointment: "But the weather is much better than that of Beckland." ”

Audrey drank the specialty tea from the family territory, and smiled without revealing any difference:

"If it were in Beckland, the flowers in the castle wouldn't have grown so well. Our garden is getting prettier and prettier, and I'm starting to think about hiring another gardener. ”

"Of course, Audrey, but too many people will make a mess of the castle, as if our library hasn't been sorted out yet." "But the local gardener may have a better skill, if you think you need it." ”

Audrey pursed her lips and smiled, "I'll go and talk to my mother." ”

"Hmm."

And yet the next moment.

The clouds gradually converged, the sky became darker and darker, and it was obviously tea time, but it was infinitely close to evening.

"Is it going to rain?"

Audrey had some anticipation in her heart: "Or are the people from the Storm Church coming?" ”

She thought of the mirrors that were placed all over the castle and was a little worried. Seeing that "Hibbert" suddenly became a little absent-minded, Audrey took advantage of the situation to stand up and said tentatively:

"I want to go to my room and get a handkerchief."

Hibbert nodded disapprovingly, his eyes still fixed on the clouds gathering outside the window, and there was a faint feeling of unhappiness on his body.

"He" was angry...... Audrey quickly left the balcony and entered the corridors of the castle, where mirrors were everywhere and the figures of the servants were reflected in them.

Instinctively, she felt that it might not be a good thing to be illuminated, but she was worried that the deliberate action of avoiding the mirror would attract the attention of "them", so Audrey pinched a handful of sweat, pretended to be nothing, and changed her face with a "lie".

Anyway, as long as she's still "Audrey Hall", no matter what she becomes, the servants won't notice!

She walked up the stairs with this unfamiliar face, carefully observing the situation along the way.

As she entered the corner, she suddenly saw an old gentleman wearing the robes of the Bishop of the Storm floating outside the window of the corner platform.

The old gentleman also saw her.

Audrey's changed face suddenly began to distort uncontrollably, her disguised face disappeared, the "lie" was invalid, and she changed back to her true face.

After seeing her true face, a smile finally appeared on Bishop Storm's otherwise serious face, and he leaned closer and comforted:

"You should be Miss Audrey Hall, and the Hall family is a believer in the goddess."

"I saw the message you passed through your pet dog, please don't worry, the Church of the Night is already preparing for action, but I can take you out first."

"Can you talk to me and tell me how you found these anomalies?"

Audrey blinked, and after confirming that she was not mistaken, her heart that had been hanging was finally relieved.

She repeatedly praised Susie in her heart, and smiled sincerely:

"Of course, sir, it is my pleasure."

TBC

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I got my driver's license, add more, don't worry, I'm writing, I'm definitely writing it tonight. (emaciated)

(You can even watch me write horror movies in Secret Doujin)

After finishing this copy, I will go to Ulorius and Crane to finish the sea roll......