Thoth soon found himself thinking too gently of Solomon, and in fact, the Black Emperor was not only trying to get a human mentality, but he was also going to do a lot of it - after the bloody feast with several heads falling to the ground, the nobles who thought they would be able to enjoy themselves were immediately subjected to the mental torture of blunt knives cutting flesh.

First of all, the existence of Sequence 3 and Sequence 4 among those executed made the nobles realize that although this trace of divinity could serve as a proof of a place in high society, in the eyes of a god, the life of a demigod was still as humble as a mustard, let alone the extraordinary who had not yet reached this level - this realization made most nobles feel breathless, and they had no intention of arranging the next social activities, and even the most pretty ladies did not have the heart to think about what hairstyle to wear tomorrow and what makeup- Although they have little chance of contacting heretics in the boudoir, if their father and brother do something stupid, even if they can get away with the harshest punishment, they will definitely not have a chance to enjoy the life they are enjoying at the moment.

"Musician, change to a cheerful tune." After personally transforming the Marquis and his eldest son into extraordinary traits, the Black Emperor said happily, "Ladies and gentlemen, the music has sounded, so keep dancing." ”

No one dared to disobey the Emperor's order, so the nobles could only take a stiff step like a puppet, and forcibly made a relaxed and comfortable expression on their faces, and just when ten full tunes had been played, and the bell struck twelve o'clock in the night, and the people with sore backs and leg cramps thought they could breathe a sigh of relief, the Emperor commanded in a mildly creepy tone—

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's rare to get together, let's go hunting in the forest tomorrow, this season's roe meat and venison are the fattest, I look forward to your excellent performance."

So the wretched creatures, trembling like fluffy quails, had to change into riding clothes and boots with their haggard dark eyes, lift their bows and arrows, and pin their daggers, and when they returned with their prey—they were pleasantly surprised to find that some of the familiar faces were missing.

Ordinary roe deer and deer naturally can't help the extraordinary ones who are surrounded by herds and extraordinary items, and the territory of the Black Emperor is surrounded by the shadow of order into iron buckets, and it is impossible for foreign enemies to invade quietly. Combined with everything that happened at the Scarlet Banquet, bad conjectures spread, and the relatives and friends of those who disappeared did not dare to express worry or sadness, so they could only continue to force a smile and pretend to be calm.

If there is anyone who is completely unaffected by this oppressive atmosphere, it is probably the angels, who go about their social activities and conduct their own private affairs as usual. On the night of the hunt, Medici, Tudot, and Abraham played cards, a knick-knack drawn by the Hidden Sage in his spare time that quickly became popular because of its portability and lack of many playmates, and the two most popular games are blackjack and devil fighting.

In view of the fact that the term "fighting landlords" was a mockery of the ruling class, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Thoth changed it to "fighting devils".

"His Highness always has all kinds of admirable whimsy in his head." Alista threw a pair of tens.

"He didn't invent it." Medici threw out a pair of queens, "In His own words, 'I just salvaged and scrubbed away the wisdom of my predecessors from the turbid waters of history.'" ”

"Concealment is always humble." Abraham smiled, "But that doesn't deny the fact that He has a whimsical mind, like ...... not so long ago."

"Oh?" Tudor cast an inquiring look.

"No, nothing." As if deliberately to arouse curiosity, Abraham cut off the second half of the sentence, and he reverted to his usual old-fashioned and serious appearance, but not as natural as the Facelings and the Joker.

Tuduo changed the subject with interest, "Speaking of which, except for the dinner party on the first day, His Highness Hidden has never been seen." ”

"You don't have to worry about that." Medici unceremoniously dropped a set of straights after throwing out a set of bombs, "He must be nesting with the little crow somewhere." ”

Thoth was indeed nesting and working—beneath him was a mass of translucent tentacles made up of time worms, rhythmically moving like ocean waves, cold and elastic to the touch, much like some kind of stress-relieving toy that was popular in the old days, keeping one happy after hard work; In front of Him stood the illusory, expressionless Minerva, and groups of data flowed out of the feminine half for His review.

Given that the population of the North had been steadily rising and the number of people believing in the Hidden Sages was increasing, Thoth pondered a more convenient way to respond to the prayers of his faithful. Modeled after the artificial intelligence of the old days, He made pieces of data from his knowledge and the prayers he had personally processed for hundreds of years, and compiled them into a feminine half called Minerva, so that He could learn, imitate, and become proficient. After a period of experimentation, tasks such as "giving power to rituals or objects", "purifying pollution", "resolving natural disasters on a small scale", and "first aid" can be safely entrusted to him - after all, he can send the blue bird, the white deer, the medical officer bird, and the mud field workshop to mysteriously reproduced creations like himself, each with different specialties, and can do more things together.

Of course, Thoth is not 100% assured, as a product of AI, Minerva's lack of emotion and humanity makes him sometimes less flexible, so he needs to pay attention from time to time and repair from time to time.

To his good heart, after reviewing Minerva's week-long history of prayers, he didn't find anything serious.

How about simply linking Minerva to the Minoan Labyrinth? When he was in a good mood, Thoth's mind was also very active, and he began to think about how to make Minerva a qualified "AI butler", just like Norma in the Kassel Academy and Moss in the space station. He will have information about every extraordinary item in the Minoan Labyrinth, every loan must be approved by Him with some kind of credential, and every return will be supervised by Him, and the records of these uses will be kept in the form of data, which will last longer than paper files, and He will also control the Minoan Labyrinth's security system, and if anyone tries to disobey the procedure, He will detain or kill them......

"Dear Mr. Workaholic." Amon leaned in from behind, his lower body turning into a tentacle of worms, and his upper body still in human form, "Do you think it's appropriate to snub me while treating me like a couch cushion?" ”

"Oh, I'm sorry." "Actually, I'm almost busy, and I'm going to go with you to see the artificial lake, and the craftsmen have spent so much effort digging holes to pump water, and I'm sorry for the fruits of their labor if I don't go around—of course, I don't mind doing anything else with you." ”

Amon looked at him with an inquiring gaze for a moment, then burst out laughing, "It seems that you have not been affected by the events of the past few days at all. ”

"Do you think I'm sentimental?"

The fraudster nodded very honestly.

"If Solomon had to sigh every time he cleared out a group of people, wouldn't I be going to die of sorrow?" Thoth shrugged, "It's just that in the past, Trenthorst and Tudor were usually asked to preside over some seemingly righteous trials and go through some seemingly civilized processes, but this time the emperor did it himself." ”

"Although it is said to be 'hands-on', there are still some differences in treatment." Amon said, "Some people have their heads on the ground and die on the spot, while others have disappeared without a trace, and their lives and deaths are uncertain. ”

"What did you find?" Faintly perceiving the hint of pretentiousness in Shi Angel's tone, the Hidden Sage asked very cooperatively.

"Last night, the Marquis of Monttrapan, the Earl of Riemann, the Viscount Hogmann and their eldest son, in short, the families of the hapless ghosts who disappeared received some envelopes, guess what?"

"I guess it's the tail they left behind when they did some hook." Thoth smiled slightly, "For example, Montrapan embezzled a lot of money while being in charge of building public facilities, such as Riemann secretly making human transactions with the demon family, and Hogman leaking the test questions for the selection of officials to his in-laws to disrupt the fair competition......

Amon pretended to be dissatisfied, "You've said almost, what else do I say?" ”

"Oh, I'm sorry - I got carried away." Thoth listened attentively, "Then what advice does His Highness the Angel of Time have?" ”

"There is also Viscount Ward's conversion of the fields that should have been planted with food crops into tobacco fields, the Count of Edgar concealing some of the taxes that should have been put into the treasury, and the Marquis Wendell setting up barriers to exclude dissidents in the promotion process of the army......"

Amon curled the corners of his mouth with some pride, shaking out the privacy of many nobles.

Few people know that the seemingly idle Hidden Sage actually knows his fellow men very well, including their kinship, life history, history, sequence, and even some shady and unsightly things—which are stored in Minerva's body in the form of data and actively updated.

Originally, in the territory of the Black Emperor, those extraordinary abilities of long-distance manipulation would be limited, such as the secret puppet of the soothsayer, the doppelganger of the thief, the voyeur eye of the voyeur, Solomon did not want his courtiers to be too deaf and discerning, he preferred to put the angels in a state of mutual wariness, mutual suspicion, and in short, never dare to act rashly—Thoth was in this state until he told the truth about the Creator and reconciled with Amun.

As a result, loopholes were drilled into the Black Emperor's iron law, and the Voyeuristic Eye projected its gaze from these holes, and an incomparably hidden intelligence network was quietly built.

"Although according to the intelligence, these guys who secretly crossed the bottom line of the empire's laws did not hook up with the infidels, but ......" Thoth spread his hands, "Solomon wants to punish these country moths by cleaning up the traitors who collude with the pagans, and who dares to say a word?" ”

After a few days of distracted social activities, Thoth wondered if Solomon's temper should subside, and he could find a reason to quit, and just as fate would have to put him in the way, Solomon's attendant sent him an invitation to go to the open-air sculpture area to talk about it, and Thoth's left eyelid jumped twice at once—the spiritual intuition of the king of angels told him that nothing good might be good.

After Thoth's habitual greetings to the Emperor and a symbolic compliment to his magnificent new palace, Solomon also expressed his gratitude for maintaining the obsidian palace during the war of the gods, including an extraordinary plant from the primeval forests of the Southern Continent and a manor famous for its wines.

"What do you think of your anchor point?" Solomon asked, "Not your dependents, but ordinary people who don't have extraordinary strength and don't join your sect." ”