May 13th.

On the outskirts of Beckland's North End, in an extensive estate.

This manor, which is usually deserted, gathers a large number of guests on this day.

The guests came from a variety of places, some from the southern part of the Kingdom of Rune, some from the Republic of Intis, and even further south from the Kingdom of Fenerport. Most of them arrive here from different places a few days or even a week in advance.

Because they all have the blood of the Abrahams without exception, and tonight is the night of the full moon.

In the spacious conference room on the second floor of the manor, Dorian Gray Abraham and other high-level Abraham executives sat down one after another.

Most of them are over 30 years old, and they are the heads of various small families of the Abrahamic family, and they are all members of the Abrahamic family who hold the secrets of the Abrahamic family, master different seals, and can 'travel'.

For this sudden meeting, their hearts are actually full of doubts.

Because in the past, dinner parties were held directly at the manor, and anything could be negotiated during the dinner. But for some reason, Miss Falth Wall announced very seriously that she had something important to discuss.

Verdu Abraham, who wore gold-rimmed glasses and looked like a university professor, suddenly asked:

"Dorian, do you know what's going on?"

This instantly focused the eyes of the other members on Dorian, who, unlike those of them who were all over the world, lived in Port Prieter, just a few hours away from Beckland.

And for this time, Dorian was also responsible for the liaison between Forth and the Abrahamic family.

If there really was anything big, Dorian should be the first to know.

To the disappointment of the others, Dorian just shook his head and said helplessly:

"I'm confused myself."

This situation made the members of the Abraham family more and more confused, but before they could whisper, there was a sudden noise at the door of the conference room.

Click!

The clear sound of the door opening made everyone in the conference room look at it, and a lady with slightly curly brown hair and light blue eyes, wearing a beige stand-up collar dress slowly walked in.

The members of the Abrahamic family waited silently for Firth to come to the throne, and Dorian asked:

"Miss Furth, are you in a hurry to come to us?"

"Yes."

Hearing this, Firth's face became a little more serious, which also made the mood of the members of the Abraham family become solemn.

Furth's eyes looked around, and he said solemnly:

"From this month onwards, I don't think I need to treat you anymore."

As soon as these words came out, the conference room was in an uproar, and Verdu was the first to stand up and say in a deep voice:

"What do you mean, Miss Forthth? Do you think that the Abrahams did not give enough conditions? ”

Dorian hurriedly stood up and spoke:

"Miss Forthth, is there any misunderstanding here? If you have any other requirements, you can do so with us. ”

"Huh?"

Furth was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized that both sides seemed to have misunderstood, and explained:

"No, that's not what I meant, I mean, you don't need me for a 'treatment' anymore, do you?"

The conference room fell silent, and even Verdu fell silent. 'I don't need to provide you with treatment' and 'You don't need me to provide treatment' may sound like the same thing, but they mean very different things.

But how could the members of the Abrahamic family, who had been tormented by the curse, no longer need treatment?

Dorian couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"Miss Furth, you might as well make it clearer."

He had realized that there was a problem with the understanding between the two sides, or that there was no communication in place.

But you really can't blame Verdu for being impulsive about this, after all, anyone who hears that will be misunderstood.

Firth looked at Dorian's blank and wry smile and couldn't help but be a little surprised:

"Didn't He tell you?"

"He?"

Verdu and Dorian were shocked at the same time, even the demigods were not qualified to be called 'he', this 'he' was referring to an angel!

But who is 'he'?

Dorian tried to ask Firth about it, but found that his gaze kept looking at the end of the conference table.

This made Dorian can't help but look at her, only to find that there is an unfamiliar figure sitting at the end of the conference room!

It was a middle-aged man, with an ordinary and old-fashioned face, black hair, mixed with a small amount of white hair, and blue eyes like a pair of ripples, and the overall image was like that of a vampire duke in folklore.

They didn't know when the other party appeared, and they didn't notice the other party's existence from beginning to end. If it hadn't been for Forth's reminder, they probably wouldn't have found out that there was one more person there until the end of the meeting!

Dorian subconsciously wanted to ask about the identity of the other party, and Furth asked a little strangely:

"Didn't you tell them, Mr. Bethel?"

The middle-aged man known as Bethel shook his head slightly:

"I thought you'd tell them."

Firth blinked, meaning that none of them had actually greeted any member of the Abrahamic family, so that was the cause of the misunderstanding?

Mr. Bethel thought that she would tell the Abrahams if she was in contact with them, and when she saw Mr. Bethel sitting in the conference room, she mistakenly thought that the members of the Abrahams already knew the truth......

So, this is a misunderstanding caused by a lack of communication!

"Bethel?"

Verdu suddenly turned his head to look at the middle-aged man, carefully looked at the other party's appearance, stretched out his hand to point at the other party tremblingly, and said in a lost voice:

"You're the Bethel Ancestor?!"

Dorian's pupils shrank, visibly in disbelief.

Bethel Abraham, the ancestor of Abraham's family, was hailed as the closest thing to God in the Quaternary Age!

While the ancestors were still alive, the House of Abraham was the top nobles of the Quaternary Age!

At that time, whether it was the Augustan family of Rune, the Einhorn family of Fursack, the Sauron family of Intis, or the Castile family of Fenerport, they could only look up to them, and even then they were the angel family!

Even the rumored Antigonus family, the Zarathu family, is not as good as their Abrahamic family!

But in the War of the Four Emperors, the ancestor Bethel disappeared in the war where the gods themselves ended, and the remaining high-ranking powerhouses all fell, and the glory of the Abraham family also disappeared.

And since then, the Abrahamic family has been under a terrible curse, and generation after generation of ancestors who have tried to revive the family have gone crazy and lost control, some of them before they became high-level powerhouses, and some of them are still stuck in Sequence 8, Sequence 7.

And now, a strange middle-aged man who suddenly appears says he is Bethel, is this reasonable?

Seeing the unbelievable expressions on the faces of his descendants, the middle-aged man sighed softly in his heart, but a gentle smile appeared on his face, and he said softly:

"If there is no second person in the Abrahamic family named Bethel, then you should be talking about me."

Verdu suddenly showed a look of ecstasy, but at this time, other members of the Abraham family couldn't help but speak:

"However, you have obviously disappeared in the Battle of the Four Emperors, why did you suddenly appear?"

Bethel Abraham, who was suspected, was not annoyed, but smiled:

"Banished by the night and the storm, to be exact."

"I wasn't a god at the time, but even a real god would have a hard time killing me. When it comes to teleportation, even the gods are not as good as me. So even if the night and the storm join forces, all they can do is banish me. ”

Verdu was extremely excited, and couldn't wait to ask:

"So you're coming back to lift our curse?"

Bethel looked at the eager eyes of the descendants, fell silent, and said slowly:

"In fact, your curse comes from me."

The conference room was silent all of a sudden, but Bethel still whispered:

"During my exile, I was polluted by certain beings and asked for help from the world uncontrollably. And you, as my descendants, who have the same blood in your veins, have also received the cry for help from outside the world. ”

Dorian opened his mouth, but didn't make a sound.

Even Verdu, who was originally excited, looked a little sluggish at this moment.

So.

The 'curse' that has plagued the Abrahamic family for thousands of years and made generations of Abraham's bloodline descendants out of control, the 'whisper' that originated on the night of the full moon, is actually the cry for help of their ancestors?

Pain, confusion, sadness, helplessness, disbelief, all kinds of complex emotions brewed in their hearts, so that they did not know what attitude to use to face this ancestor for a while.

It was Bethel Abraham who brought glory to the Abrahamic family, and the Abrahamic family was nothing without their ancestors.

But at the same time, Bethel Abraham made the Abraham family defeated, and the family members even broke through the middle sequence into luxury, and had to change from the original angel family to become like a lost dog, betrayed by their own apprentices, and hunted down by their own apprentices.

It's like a bad joke from fate.

Dorian didn't know what the attitude of the ancestors was towards the consequences of Him, and was it disdainful? Is it guilt? Or did you never take it to heart?

He didn't know how to describe his complex feelings, could he blame the ancestors?

Obviously not.

It was He who brought all the glory to Abraham's family, even if He took it all as he deserved.

If it weren't for the fact that Abraham's family was too weak, if it weren't for the fact that they hadn't even had a demigod for thousands of years, and they couldn't understand the ancestors' cries for help, and it was just the whispers and curses from unknown beings, how could things have developed like this?

If it weren't for the fact that they were too weak, perhaps the ancestors had returned thousands of years ago, how could the Abrahams be what they are now?

Looking at the silent descendants, Bethel Abraham whispered:

"I'm sorry."

"No!"

Verdu was extremely excited:

"Ancestors don't need to apologize to us! Doesn't the fact that you are here now mean that you are out of trouble? Thousands of years ago you were the closest angel to God, so are you a god now? If that's the case, the House of Abraham could have risen again under your leadership! ”

Faced with the future depicted by the descendants, Bethel shook his head helplessly:

"I'm disappointed to you, I'm not a god now, nor am I the king of angels I used to be, just an angel in Sequence 2."

Dorian couldn't help but ask:

"Why is this happening?"

Compared with the frustration of the descendants, Bethel Abraham smiled nonchalantly:

"I can come back from the sky, I can get rid of pollution, but there is always a price to pay."

He thought he was going to die, and he had no regrets about it—at least it was a good ending for him to die with the gods compared to being manipulated by the outer gods, and it was not in vain for his uncompromising struggle for thousands of years.

And now that He has not only survived, but has even been allowed to retain the strength of the angels, this is already the best outcome.

Although he lost the opportunity to become a god completely, Bethel was still happy with it.

Verdu still did not give up, and asked hopefully:

"Even if it's just an angel, you can lead the family to prosperity again, right?"

Bethel looked at his descendant and nodded slowly but firmly:

"Of course."

——

North End, 160 Berlund Street.

In the living room, Klein's expression was a little surprised, and he said in surprise:

"You didn't kill him?"

Ember casually sipped the red wine and said:

"Personally, I actually admire Him. Thousands of years of torture did not make him give up resistance, even if he knew that he would definitely die, he did not choose to cooperate with the enemy and lead the way. ”

"And on the other hand, I have no reason to kill Him, do I? All I needed was the extraordinary character and uniqueness of Sequence 1, and it would be a good thing if he was willing to give it up on his own and let him live. ”

Klein snorted:

"Indeed, so that you can prostitute an angel for nothing."

Every true God has at least one angel who serves him, such as the triple crowner of the major orthodox churches. And in addition to this, there are special angels like the head of the thirteen archbishops of the Church of the Night, the ascetic Arianna - the Church of the Night, and there is no reason why other churches should not.

In other words, there are at least two angels under each righteous god.

In an era when the gods could not walk in the world, the number of these angels directly determined the amount of their voice in this world.

And if the god himself is a bare-bones commander and doesn't have a single angel, then maybe he doesn't even have a missionary. And if the god falls into a deep sleep due to some changes in the process of becoming a god, it may even be due to the lack of anchor points due to no one preaching, which will lead to loss of control and madness.

Ember took a sip of wine and said leisurely:

"It's a white prostitute, but it's not me."

Klein was stunned:

"What do you mean?"

Ember said slowly:

"My request to resurrect Bethel is that he lead the Abrahamic family to the 'fools.'"

Klein's expression was a little strange, why did he stuff everything to him!

Well, although he's not unacceptable.

"There's something else you need to focus on right now, though."

"What?"

Klein was stunned for a moment, a little strange.

The promotion of the sequence has been steadily advancing, and the construction of the Tarot Society has also been perfected.

Is there anything else that needs attention?

Ember said slowly:

"War."

Klein changed color slightly, and his heart suddenly sank.

War.

This word instantly reminded him of some details that he had overlooked.