Chapter 576: Old Man Tour, Start!
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"Dilan is so quiet today, there is no whispering in my ears, there are no adventurers and juniors who break in, and the road is very quiet."
Zarathu took a sip of tea and looked at Leonard in front of him:
"It's so quiet, I knew it was someone who was coming for me."
Well, if it weren't for the sudden feeling that a high sequence of adjacent paths would go here, Zarathu felt that he would continue to stay in the castle and continue to rest quietly, waiting for his non-direct subordinate to find a way to come here and trigger the resurrection hand he left behind. Except for Antoine, the rest of the people who come here will basically become small snacks that Zarathu eats when he falls asleep.
This is dangerous, but it is hidden enough. The "Miracle Master" must be cautious every time the golden cicada is resurrected after shedding its shell, because they are likely to be rediscovered by the enemies who killed them by various means.
Therefore, a sudden arrival of an uninvited guest from the adjacent route had to make Zarathu vigilant, and after some trade-offs, he chose to be in an incomplete state for a short time in exchange for an early resurrection. Considering that there are no angels at all in the "door" pathway, it is absolutely impossible for Bethel Abraham to come in person to make himself feel it. In addition, there was no clear hostility, and Zarathu almost knew who was coming, but he was still wary.
"It's not easy for you to find this place all the way, it's really hard." "In my estimation, it will be at least a year or two before the little guy I hinted at resurrecting me will be here. β
He waved his hand and bought two low-quality sugar cubes from the shopkeeper: "Come, come and drink tea." β
Leonard didn't drink tea, and the only small cafΓ© in the town β Leonard didn't even think it should be called a cafΓ© β served the same shoddy tea as a pence in Tingen. It would have been if that had been the case, but there was an unidentified contemporary of the old man sitting across from him, and even though the old man did not speak, Leonard was a little reserved.
He asked curiously, "Whispering?" Do angels also suffer from babbling? β
"It's better for the angels to hear more and clearer babbles, and it's a VIP seat ......," Zarathu muttered.
Leonard understood the other party a little:
"Because the true god of the 'soothsayer' is the 'fool', you can also hear the whispers from this 'fool'? But I have been an extraordinary being for so long, and I have never heard the whispers of the goddess. But like the Aurora will be...... Does the whispering have to do with the state of God? β
"Their brains are quite bright, but their babbling is not because of their state, it all depends on whether they want to or not."
Zarathu took another sip of tea, half of the afternoon sun fell on his body, and combined with his simple clothing, he really looked like an old country man enjoying himself, but Leonard always felt that the height of the water had not changed.
"If you become a demigod or even an angel later, you also have the right to whisper in the ears of the lower sequences of the same path, and you can also assign your whispers to a certain sequence or even to a certain person. It's your own freedom, unless you're in a bad state and can't control your mouth. β
So that's it...... Although his doubts were answered, Leonard still had many questions in his mind that kept popping up like bubbles, and when it came to Mr. Fool, he always thought of Klein immediately.
"Whispering" is something that is harmful to ordinary people, whether it is the real creator of the past or the hidden sage, they all use this ability as a means to increase their followers and purify their faith. What kind of whispers would Klein, who was also a "soothsayer," hear now, the same as what Zarathu heard? Will it also have an impact on the spirit?
"What are you hearing?"
After saying this, Leonard suddenly heard the old man in his head snort heavily.
Zarathu smiled and replied, "Sometimes it's a language I don't understand, sometimes it's the recitation of the name of a city-state. I think that since this whisper did not avoid me, it must have been given to me some kind of hint. β
Thinking that Mr. "Fool" was an old god and that it was not strange to know some languages that had been lost, Leonard didn't take it to heart. He was a little curious about the name of the city-state, and suspected that it was Pales and his destinationβnow it seemed that the ancient angel of the soothsayer in front of him, the strong man of the Zarathu family, might also be the target?
This guy is the "fellow traveler" that the old man said?
"By the way, Pales also told you about the 'Fool'?" Zarathu suddenly asked, "He said it was the true God?" β
Leonard was stunned: "...... isn't 'the Fool' the name of this path sequence 0?" That's a god, of course. β
He never doubted that the "fool" was a god.
"You seem to know a lot about the name." Zarathu put down his teacup and humbly asked, "Can you tell me what you know?" I'm not greedy, I don't cheat, I can even grant your wishes in exchange. β
"I'm sorry, but I can't tell anyone about Mr. Fool." Leonard shook his head firmly.
Zarathu smiled and said slowly, "...... Soon I won't be an outsider, and I'm thinking about joining Mr. Fool's side. β
He didn't even call each other Mr. out of sight, and directly put himself in the position of a subordinate or a believer. Before Leonard could find an answer, he smiled and continued to ask, "Young man, may I ask you a few questions?" Rest assured, the kind that is not very important, you can also choose whether to answer or not. As long as you choose to answer me, I will still grant your wish. β
This...... Leonard hesitated, the Pales in his mind did not object, and he also had the right to choose whether to answer or not, so he reluctantly nodded: "Then you can ask, but I may not be able to answer a single question." β
Zarathu bowed his head slightly to express his gratitude.
"So, my first question is, do you have a dedicated meeting place?" Looking at the young man with a thick gray mist in front of him, Zarathu gestured, "I'm very curious about what your meeting place looks like. β
Meeting place...... Isn't that the kingdom of Mr. Fool?
Leonard felt that the question could be answered, and had already told Parles. He thought for a moment and said in a very vague, ambiguous description: "...... We will gather in His kingdom, an ancient temple shrouded in gray mist. β
As for the rest, the number of members, the interior, Leonard is not going to say any of them.
"Thank you for your answer, then...... When was your first meeting? β
"I don't know." Leonard replied truthfully, "I joined halfway through, and I wasn't chosen from the start. β
His kingdom? No, how could Klein have the kingdom of God, he, no, he used the Source Fort...... It's incredible, not only can he stay on it by himself, use the power of the source castle to divinate and fight, but he can also share the favor of the source castle with others. He can even bring people directly into the Source Fort and use it as a meeting place for long periods of time...... Zarathu looked at the young man in front of him with heavy eyes, and saw the gray mist wrapped around the other party's body, and the looming black and white ancient clock, and there was still envy and greed in his eyes.
I can't envy it, I can't envy it at all...... That's fate.
Ahh Unless it is also an existence with essentia, it can directly make the Source Fort ...... So, that's exactly what happened.
Zaratul quietly took a sip of the inferior tea, and looked at the table that had been wiped many times by the shopkeeper but was still greasy, as if he had taken great interest in the patterns of the wood and the scratches that had fallen into disrepair.
Another thing that made Charatu find interesting was that according to his own divination, Klein Moretti and the young man named Leonard in front of him had known each other for a long time, and had worked together for quite some time, as well as working together on other things, but Leonard said that he was not the first to be chosen...... Hmm, is it because Klein is worried that his acquaintances in his life will find out, so he chooses to bring his acquaintances in after he has a certain amount of acting skills and extraordinary strength?
In addition to this, how many people were "chosen at the beginning", and how many people were there in the rally on the entire Source Fort?
Hehehe, when did the favor of "Source Fort" become so common......
Zarathu couldn't hear Pales's voice, he couldn't feel the other man's emotions, and he felt that Pales should have let go. After all, after suffering the blow of Amon, Pales gradually gave up the opportunity to go further in a long period of depression and despair, but he himself has always found it difficult to accept the reality that he and his ancestors have long been handed over to others in pursuit of what they have pursued all their lives.
I'm afraid Amon won't be able to accept it, right? Ha, this guy has almost taken the position of the Lord of Mystery as his own bag, and when he found out that Crane Moretti was not even a demigod, he had already obtained the Source Fort, and I am afraid that his heart will be unbalanced for a while.
The tea was bitter, and Zarathu smiled and asked:
"Has Mr. 'Fool' always been a god?"
This is the second question, Leonard found that the other party was particularly concerned about the question of "whether the fool is a god or not", but Leonard couldn't say anything about this question, so he replied casually: "I don't know." β
Zarathu nodded:
"Okay, that's all I have to ask, thank you for giving me the old guy a solution, what wishes do you have to fulfill?"
As he spoke, he stood up, and Leonard also stood up and gave the store manager 5 Filkin. Leonard followed Zarathu out, he thought about it, and felt that he didn't have anything to be curious about now, and he didn't have anything to want: "Not yet. β
Zarathu nodded, and they walked on the road for a while, and when the buildings on both sides began to become scarce and the surrounding environment began to become a little unfamiliar, Zarathu looked at Leonard again: "Pales, you still haven't come out yet?" β
"Don't tell me that this kid came all the way to me just to scare me by playing Amon - by the way, did Amon have an accident too? Could it be that he has been killed by the 'fool', and you dare to play Amun to scare me? β
As soon as the words fell, Leonard's mouth opened involuntarily, and he said something old and with a strong taste of schadenfreude:
"Amon did have an accident, and although I don't know exactly what happened, I know that he will never be able to harass me again now."
When it came to the topic of Amun's suffering, the atmosphere between the three of them was noticeably cheerful and relaxed. As soon as this sentence came out, Leonard found that not only was Pales in a good mood, but even Zaratul on the other side was smiling, and the two old guys were happy about Amon's accident, and of course, Leonard was also happy to hear about it.
"Shouldn't we go?"
He asked, "The old man said that the place we were going to was in Vrsack, and that we were at least three days away from the border." β
Hearing this, Zarathu looked at Leonard twice, and finally said with a smile:
"It's time to go, but I have a way to get straight to my destination, boy, do you want me to use that?"
Leonard was just about to open his mouth when his throat was once again controlled by Pales.
"Nope."
Parles said stiffly: "Can't give a wish? If you don't want to use a miracle, I'll steal the distance, and you won't have anywhere else to go anyway. β
"It's as if you're not going nowhere." Zarathu replied, "Isn't the difficulty I have encountered your one?" Do you think the 'Gate' will accept you, a junior of an old rival family, or me, a descendant of an enemy whose ancestors he killed? It's all lost dogs, and our only choice is Mr. 'Fool', and even if I take refuge in that demon of knowledge, I'm afraid I'll die without knowing it. β
As he spoke, Zarathu stretched out his right hand and scratched it in the air.
In an instant, a huge carriage lavishly decorated with ancient ornate patterns appeared on the dirt road, which looked muddy and shabby after the rain. The roof of the carriage does not appear to be flat, but is slightly inclined to the right, presumably to keep water from remaining on the roof. The decoration on the carriage is asymmetrical, with carved patterns on the left and gemstones and crystals on the right.
The lasso position for the two horses was reserved ahead, and the width of the carriage was almost the same as the entire road.
At the same time, on the doors and the small flag set up on the car, a coat of arms that Leonard had never seen before.
A product of the Quaternary? Leonard looked at the asymmetry and thought.
After getting permission for an occupational illness, he took a closer look at the car, carefully observing the lines on it, looking for familiar elements.
Zarathu looked at Leonard's puzzled and inquiring eyes, sighed secretly, stroked the carriage of this huge and gorgeous carriage with a nostalgic expression, and slowly stroked his rough fingers from the coat of arms on the door: "This is still a gift from His Majesty Solomon to the ancestors, but he likes it but doesn't use it, and he hasn't used it a few times until he dies, and it's basically left to us juniors to be majestic when we go out." β
"Hehe, the House of Antigonus was much more prominent than us at that time. Before the empire was divided, there was a lot of fighting between our families, but there was peace on the whole. Because the fighting and fighting between the descendants are tacitly accepted, the qualifications of the juniors are quite good on the whole......" Zarathu said to himself, suddenly laughing, "If this car is still there, it should be older than you are Pales." β
"...... here," Leonard looked at the lasso in front of him, "this shouldn't be a carriage, right?" β
Zarathu shook his head regretfully: "Of course not, these are the two demigod creatures who signed a contract with this car, but with the destruction of this car, they also died together." β
Then he winked at Leonard: "It's okay for a demigod to pull a cart for an angel, but the history of this car was basically a new Sequence 3, which is a great temptation, you should understand how much the younger generations of the Zarathu family liked it at that time, right?" β
The enjoyment of the Quaternary aristocracy is really ...... Leonard was slightly stunned.
Zaratul opened the door and motioned for Leonard to get on, but before Leonard could take a step, he noticed that one of the seats in the carriage had been slightly recessed, and an old book was suspended in the air and opened automatically, as if an invisible person was sitting there.
"......" Leonard was stunned, he looked left and right, and asked tentatively, "Old man?" β
The cushion next to the recessed position was tapped, and it seemed that the person sitting there had asked him to follow.
Leonard had no choice but to get into the car, and as soon as he sat down, he found that the interior of the car was much more luxurious than the outside.
The curtains were woven out of spiritual materials and looked a lot like their high-level counterparts in the "dark" pathway, and Leonard found himself somewhat lethargic spiritually. I found that this curtain might be taller than my own sequence.
The cushion is the skin of an unknown creature, and it feels like cowhide, but it feels much, much better than cowhide, and has tiny scales.
The snack rack on the table and the ice bucket next to the table hold snacks and drinks that Leonard can't name, and the space inside the carriage is extremely spacious, almost the size of a two-bedroom house. Leonard could have imagined the aristocratic youths of the Fourth Age drinking in their cars, chatting, and summoning spirit creatures to serve as servants.
Just as he had taken his seat in the carriage with some restraint, Zarathu got into the carriage as well, and then the carriage suddenly took off.
Leonard looked out the window and saw dozens of spirit creatures of different sizes and shapes flying into the air in the carriage, leading them into the colorful spirit world, flying in a certain direction under the gaze of the seven lights.
Leonard didn't enter the spirit realm very often, with two angels by his side, he didn't have to continue to follow the rule of "don't look at spirit creatures for more than three seconds, otherwise it will be considered provocation", he looked at all the spirit creatures in his field of vision with curiosity.
Just when he thought that the last leg of the journey would be safe and interesting, a sigh suddenly sounded in his ears.
"It's disgusting."
Zarathu said softly: "Fate is truly abominable. Pales, do you really have no complaints about fate? β
"I have long known that the extraordinary world is unfair, I am a descendant of the great family, born in the family of angels, but there are also stronger Antigonus, Amon and Abraham in the family of angels. When I was enjoying the status and talent that came with my 'unfairness', I had a premonition that one day I would be angry at the unfairness I had suffered. β
"It's just that I thought I was mentally prepared, I could hold on when my ancestors died, and I could steal Antigonus's characteristics even after the family was destroyed, I thought that I wouldn't collapse if anything happened, but I didn't expect that I still overestimated my psychological endurance."
The invisible figure beside Leonard spoke, "It seems that the fact that you didn't find the 'Source Castle' is really a big blow to you. β
It's very, very big. Zarathu nodded in acknowledgement:
"Yes, what about you, Paris?"
Do you feel hopeless and regretful when you learn that you have an enemy that you will never be able to defeat?
"If you're told that your life is predestined before you even decide to move up the ranks, you can become Sequence One, but at the cost of your great-grandfather being killed. You inherit His character, but you can't preserve your family and your descendants, and you have not been in the limelight for decades, and you have to parasitize like a rat crossing the street, surviving for a long time...... Will you still drink the promotion potion and continue your life as an extraordinary? β
Pales was still flipping through the book, and after a while he said coldly:
"You're starting to wonder if most of your life's work is worth it because of what happened to the Source Castle?"
"I'm sorry, Antigonus is asleep, Amon isn't. Like you said. I'm so busy running for my life, I'm so busy mourning my children that I don't have time to regret it. If I want to regret it, I will only regret that I am not strong enough to kill Amon, and I will not regret that I did my best - I also let them live under my protection for a long time, and this is the limit of what I can do. β
These words were rational and sharp, as hard and merciless as the old man's usual tone, but Leonard clearly felt a faint sadness in his heart.
He hesitated for a moment, then carefully placed a snack in front of Pales.
TBC
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In the bumpy carriage, the two angels faced each other silently, and after a few seconds, Zarathu sighed:
"Actually, there was a moment when I wanted to go to that God, because when I saw the 'fool', I felt that I had a heart attack."
"By joining God, I will no longer have to suffer, I will no longer have to make unrewarded efforts, and I will no longer have to run away and live in fear."
"But then I gave up, and I thought it would be nice to be in pain like that. At the very least, this pain and disbelief proves that I am an independent thinking and strong human being, and not one of a group that can be replaced by the title of 'lamb'. β
Leonard saw the loneliness and resignation in the face of an angel, and he smiled bitterly:
ββ¦β¦ After all, this kind of pain is quite rare, isn't it? β
(End of chapter)