Duncan recalled what he had seen in the book.

Lahem, the god of wisdom, one of the four gods who sheltered the world during the Deep Sea Age, like the Goddess of Storms and the Lord of Death, holds two contradictory powers at the same time - He is the Giver of Wisdom and bears the holy name of "God of Foolishness" or "Gospel of Foolishness".

The number of followers of this deity is small, and they often need a rigorous examination to qualify for refuge, but once they succeed in taking refuge in this deity, they receive both blessings at the same time.

The first is wisdom, which enables mortals to gain insight into the truth, to grasp the knowledge, to understand more easily how things work, and to perceive truths that may interfere with their own destiny.

The second is dullness, which can hold up a barrier called "ignorance" to keep people away from premature truths, from the pollution and temptation of the subspace, and from the blunt in this dangerous world.

It is obvious what the meaning of these two blessings given by Lahem is in this age of the deep sea, which is full of anomalies and anomalies, and the madness beneath the deep sea, and the clouds above the sea—there may be few followers of the god of wisdom, but absolutely all of them are the elite of civilization.

Upstairs, Nina was busy in the kitchen, and the street outside the door was becoming less and quieter, and the first floor of the antique shop was particularly comfortable and quiet in the midst of these everyday sounds.

Duncan sat behind the counter, fingers crossed on the counter, and looked thoughtfully at Old Mr. Morris.

The blessing of the God of wisdom is a good thing, but it is clear that His followers are exposed to even greater dangers on a daily basis due to their professional habits and instincts for knowledge.

God can't stop the output of the group annihilation engine - if this old man who studies history is put in another script, I am afraid that the tentacles growing on his body at this time will be a foot long.

Duncan had already understood what was going on at this time, and he was a little pressed about his peculiarity, but at the moment he was more curious: "All the believers of the God of Wisdom can see through my situation like you?" ”

"I'm afraid only the most illustrious and favored by the gods of wisdom can ......," Morris rubbed his head, Duncan's voice still sounding to him mixed with some shrill noise, but most of it was already human-intelligible, "You might find that ironic...... But most of the Rahhem followers haven't been taken by you yet...... Qualification. ”

"Oh, so you're extra blessed," Duncan muttered a little strangely, especially when he said the word "blessed," "and you're so blessed here...... Wait, why was it okay the last time you came? ”

Morris was a little surprised, he didn't know if Duncan really didn't know or if he was playing an ignorant mortal with bad taste, but in the current situation, he didn't dare to diverge his thoughts at will, so he could only reply while trying to gather his thoughts: "Even the blessed Lahem believers don't always have the 'True Eye' open, I didn't use any god-given power when I came last time, and this time I ......"

The old gentleman smiled bitterly and pointed to his eyeballs—the monocles used to enhance the ritual had been removed, but one of his eyeballs still glowed faintly white, and a floating halo could be seen between the whites of the eyes and the pupils, which were easy to distinguish when they got closer.

Duncan was curious: "...... So you can't stop this effect right now? ”

“…… I've tried, and it didn't work," Morris shook his head, "and even if it succeeds, it doesn't make much sense, I've seen it...... What you look like. ”

“…… I'm sorry, but I don't want to," Duncan was still reluctant to go, "will you be able to recover after this time?" Or do you need some special treatment? ”

"I ......" Morris opened his mouth, feeling very strange in his heart, he had imagined in his early years whether his study of history would lead to the establishment of contact with some strange and dangerous existence, and imagined how terrible it would be to face face to face with some being from the deep sea or subspace, but he never imagined that the situation would be like this-

He did meet a maddening subspace shadow, a "shadow" who was polite, even shushing and caring for a human who was frightened by "him".

But subspace comes to exist...... Is his "concern" really the kind of "concern" that humans can understand?

"I'm fine," the old gentleman shook his head at last, "I'm much better now, and you've reined in your ...... After breathing, I thought I should be fine. ”

"Well, it seems that I will have to be careful in my activities in the city-state in the future-there are people with good eyes like you, which is a very troublesome thing," Duncan nodded, and then asked with some curiosity, "Then you should have come today not just to stop by and 'see' - why open your 'real eyes' outside the antique shop, what are you looking for?" ”

Morris chuckled inwardly.

He met Duncan's gaze, and all he saw was an ordinary middle-aged face with a little curiosity and concern, but around this face, between the shelves behind him, those shaky and twisted things resurfaced little by little.

It wasn't until the other party's voice suddenly sounded again that the distortion in Morris's vision returned to its original state again.

"You're hesitating, you're worried, you don't want to answer this question," Duncan read the other man's emotions in the old gentleman's eyes, and at the same time the answer vaguely appeared in his heart, "Is it related to Miss Heidi?" ”

"How do you know ......?"

"Miss Heidi is a psychiatrist, and seems to be a follower of Lachem—though not as 'senior' as you seem," Duncan replied lightly, "and now that I think about it, she seemed a little weird the last time she left Miss Vanna...... Considering your reaction to my question, it's not hard to relate. ”

“…… Indeed, as you said," Maurice sighed, knowing that he could no longer hide it, "after Heidi went back, I found that her spiritual protection had been pierced, but at that time I only thought that there was something dangerous in this antique shop, and I didn't think ......"

He sighed again and looked at Duncan across from him.

Duncan was already frowning.

Heidi...... The young psychiatrist just gave Nina a hypnotherapy in the antique shop, and the spiritual care was broken through?

He had no idea about it - Heidi didn't seem to know it herself!

Morris looked at the middle-aged man across the counter with some uneasiness, he saw that the other party seemed to be lost in thought, but he didn't dare to ask random questions, so he took advantage of this brief silence to try to control his thoughts, repair his damaged mind, and at the same time take the opportunity to sneak a glance at the stone bracelet on his wrist.

There are also four colored stones.

Lahem's auspices were calm.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief, and at this time, Duncan finally raised his head from his contemplation.

"She shouldn't know anything, right?"

"Yes, Heidi doesn't know anything," said Morris at once, only he was as conscious as usual on matters related to his daughter, "she didn't even notice that her support had been damaged, and she didn't even know that I was here today......"

"Then I'm not going to bother her, I'm just sorry to you," Duncan said politely, "and I'll think it's a reversal of that help at the museum." ”

Speaking of this, he paused, and then thought of a very curious question: "Can you describe it to me in detail?" Describe what you just saw – if that doesn't bother. ”

Morris didn't react for a moment, and Duncan explained: "I'm curious to see what I look like in the eyes of different 'observers'—looking in the mirror won't solve this problem." ”

Duncan is really curious about this matter, and knowing his "true form" in the eyes of different people may also help him master his special powers and uncover the secrets of this body as soon as possible.

Morris hesitated for a moment, and the inhuman horror scene he had just seen at the door of the antique shop appeared in his mind again, and even felt that his reason, which had finally calmed down, showed signs of loosening, but under Duncan's direct gaze, he finally swallowed his saliva, and spoke slowly in a low voice:

"I ...... Seeing you as a giant with a distorted stream of light and a starlight draped in it, standing in the twisted and grotesque streets, you hold Nina, a violent arc of flames......"

Duncan only nodded slowly when he listened to the first half of the sentence, and said that his image was really worthy of his reputation on the boundless sea, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, his eyes suddenly widened, and he almost choked on a mouthful of saliva: "Ahem...... Ahem...... What did you say? What is Nina in your eyes?! ”

Morris was startled, but he didn't bother to think about it: "One ...... An arc of flame that was erupting violently...... Is there anything wrong with this? ”

Duncan: "......"

(End of chapter)