The noise in my head flickered up and down, as if a huge source of distraction was suddenly approaching and moving away from my brain, and the antique shop in my field of vision remained stable as a whole, but every now and then, something dark would flash between the shelves, as if to show the reckless visitor the sinister truth from the subspace.

Maurice sat cautiously at the counter, reining in his thoughts and emotions, thinking about questions with limited and effort in the brief sanity bestowed upon him by Rachem, the god of wisdom.

This conversation continues, and before the "Mr. Duncan" on the other side has fun, his "talking partner" must be accompanied.

Duncan, however, didn't speak—he was lost in thought, thinking about something to do with the Black Sun and the history of pollution.

The silence was dead but full of screeching noise, which lasted for an unknown amount of time, before Morris suddenly heard a deep voice from the other side: "Last question, if something is really polluting history, how to solve this problem?"

"There really are ...... Polluting History?" Morris looked up a little sluggishly and looked at Duncan in confusion, "Who do you mean?"

"Whoever it is," Duncan said lightly, "it could be subspace, it could be the Black Sun, it could be some other heretical god, anyway, if something is trying to pollute history, how do you solve it?" How did the flamebearers deal with this crisis?"

Morris was stunned for a moment and shook his head hesitantly: "This...... I'm sorry, I can't answer you, it's beyond my knowledge, and even the Firebearers, I'm afraid only the most powerful Saints or the Chosen One know the secrets of the workings of history - most of the Firebearers are actually the same as the guardians of the Storm Church, and all they usually do is to eradicate heresy and purify pollution, after all, real historical pollution is almost impossible to happen......"

“…… Also, it's my questions that are too in-depth, and it's difficult for you to answer these questions," Duncan sighed softly, realizing that his curiosity was too strong, and he was afraid that it had caused a lot of psychological pressure on the old gentleman in front of him, so he simply ended the current topic, "Then let's talk about it today." ”

Morriston breathed a sigh of relief as he felt a sense of relaxation.

His mind had been drowsy since the beginning, his thinking was intermittent, and there were many questions in his mind, but they could not be organized, and at this time Duncan was willing to take the initiative to end the topic, which he really wanted.

Duncan, on the other hand, looked up and glanced out through the glass vitrines not far away.

In terms of time, it was still a moment before sunset, but the gloomy sky had already made it completely dark outside, and the gas street lamps were lit up in advance, and the bright yellow glow illuminated the streets outside, and in the background of gloomy dark clouds, the lower town of Purand seemed to be thrown into the night in advance.

"It's getting bad," Duncan retracted his gaze and looked at the old man opposite, "Do you want to stay?" Nina should have already cooked the meal. ”

Morris's heart pounded, and suddenly he remembered a popular phrase in the College of Truth, which was used to describe the craziest and most legendary scholars who chased the most knowledge—

Swimming in the subspace, bragging in front of the evil gods, the battle of the gods is on the spot, and the dependents are cooking and rubbing soup.

If this antique shop, which has been occupied by "Mr. Duncan", is considered a subspace, if Mr. Duncan's personality is equal to that of a god, if there is a real struggle between this subspace shadow and the god of wisdom, then he has now achieved three of the four wonders...

At this time, I went upstairs to drink a bowl of soup, I'm afraid I don't really want to be promoted to a legend on the spot!

Maurice was amazed that he still had the strength to think about such a mess at this time, and at the same time carefully organized his language: "Actually, ......"

"Actually, you want to leave, right?" Duncan didn't wait for the old gentleman to finish speaking before he took the initiative to nod, he was still a little self-aware at this time, "Although I want to say that the weather is bad now, it may be better for the body to stay and drink a bowl of hot soup, but it seems that compared to the comfort brought by a bowl of hot soup, you are under more pressure to sit in front of me at the moment?"

Morris quickly got up and nodded his head: "Frankly, every minute is an ordeal - of course, I don't mean to be offended, it's just ......"

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I know everything," Duncan waved his hand, with a slightly helpless expression on his face, "If it were a more relaxed way to meet, I would have liked to have a good chat with you about history and the gods, and I'm interested in knowledge—the kind without malice, but this time it seems that it won't work." ”

Morris stood at the counter, and after hearing the words from the other side, he fell silent, and after a long while, he met Duncan's gaze: "Seriously, I was in a trance several times just now, and I almost forgot the 'truth' I saw, and your curiosity and friendliness are so real, talking to me like a friend, and this is the first time I've seen a ...... as friendly as you."

The old gentleman was a little stuck, and it seemed that he couldn't find a positive word for a while, Duncan laughed when he saw this: "If you can't find a good word, don't look for it, and don't find someone to report me after you leave." ”

"No, no, no! I would never do that! Morris waved his hand again and again, as if he was afraid that Duncan would misunderstand something, "Anyway, you did save Heidi's life, and you have always had a friendly attitude, I have no reason to report it—let alone ......"

The old gentleman hesitated for a moment, and spread his hand with a wry smile: "Looking at your appearance, I don't want to be afraid of anything at all......."

"It's going to make me feel trouble," Duncan said casually, "but probably not a big problem." ”

Then he paused slightly, glanced up in the direction of the second floor again, and looked at Morris again: "If the weather improves tomorrow, Nina will go to school as usual." ”

"Nina... 슷·” Morris blinked, he remembered the arc of flame he saw, and he also remembered what he had just talked about with Duncan, especially the part about the black sun, and then thought of Duncan's attitude just now, he had already vaguely guessed something in his heart, "Nina, she...... Isn't it the same as the sun heretics worship......"

He didn't ask, as Duncan shook his head slightly.

"Nina is Nina, you don't have to wonder about the secrets behind her," Duncan said softly, "just treat her as you normally would, and nothing will happen." ”

“…… I see," Morris lowered his head slightly, for some reason, after hearing Duncan's words, he was even more relieved than before, and then he took two steps back slightly, "Then I should take my leave, please say goodbye to Nina on my behalf—my current state... ”

Duncan snorted, and came out from behind the counter and sent the old gentleman to the door.

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Morris tightened his coat and pressed the top hat on his head, but before he walked to his car, he couldn't help but stop and glance back at Duncan, who was still standing in front of the store.

What he saw was a middle-aged man with a peaceful smile, and the street scene in the distance occasionally shook but was no longer as terrifying as it had been at the beginning.

"Mr. Duncan," Morris said suddenly, "you actually like this place, don't you?"

"Yes, I like it here," Duncan laughed, waving his hand at the old man, "so go home in peace, and Plant will be safe tomorrow—and every day after." ”

Morris took off his hat, waved lightly at Duncan, and turned to his car parked on the side of the road.

Duncan didn't look back until the car started and disappeared at the end of the street.

But instead of going straight back to the house, he stood in the doorway and thought about it.

The first question he pondered was whether the old man would report himself after he went back......

The conclusion is that the possibility is extremely small - if he is just an ordinary cultist, or even a slightly more advanced sun god official, then the probability of Morris, who is a believer in the righteous gods, will be 100%, but today it seems that his image in the eyes of the other party is not an ancient god, and the probability of the old man reporting is almost zero.

The reason is very simple - report a few cultists, and the two sheriffs will serve it at the same time, and report a cult priest, and come and several. (This chapter is not finished!) )

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The guardians can also be cut down on the spot, but what if this place is entrenched in a subspace evil god? At what level do you have to report this?

Not to mention the community church, it is useless to report it to the bishop of the city-state......

Looking back at the god of wisdom you believe in, it is more reliable to say two words than to report to the church. Initial Update@

And even if he didn't think about this, Morris really reported it to the church, and Duncan didn't really care much.

After all, even Vanna, the inquisitor who is at the pinnacle of force in the Storm Church, actually has something in his eyes... 슷··

Compared with this trivial question, Duncan is actually more concerned about Nina's state now.

The arc of flames that is gushing and burning... This is the "truth" that Maurice sees in Nina with the True Eye that the God of Wisdom has given him.

"Fragments of the sun..." Duncan looked up at the dark sky outside, and muttered softly to himself, "What the hell is the sun in this world......

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Chapter 182: A Peaceful Tomorrow Will Still Come