In the dead of night, the moonlight is like a veil, making everything it shroud a faint crimson hue.

Douglas rolled over and got out of bed very lightly, first went to the bathroom to solve his physiological problems, and then returned to his room.

Out of some weakness, he drew the curtains a little tighter to block out the moonlight outside the window.

Listen, and there was silence in the hallway.

Douglas leaned back against the edge of the window and bowed his head slightly, whispering, "Playing with the hands of time; Wander the shadow of fate; The embodiment of fraud and mischief ......"

Call...... There seemed to be an invisible wind blowing in the dark room. In an instant, Douglas heard the bed frame creak, saw the hem of the familiar wizard's robe roll quietly, and knew that Amon had descended.

Before he could speak, Amon's chuckling voice came from the front: "Let's do a divination." ”

“……”

What do you want? Douglas looked up confusedly, and there was indeed a stack of tarot cards decorated with silver threads in the other party's hand, but the number was only twenty-two large Arcana, and there was no part of the small Arcana.

What's going on...... Although he muttered a little in his heart, but seeing Amon uncharacteristically spread out the cards in a fan shape and handed them to him, Douglas still obediently stretched out his hand, and asked carefully: "How many cards do you need to draw?" ”

"Whatever you want."

So, as is customary, Douglas took three of them and flipped them over one by one.

The "moon" in the upright, the "power" in the inverse, and the "chariot" in the upright.

The divination was very unprocedural, neither shuffling by the seeker nor focusing Douglas on the divination when drawing the cards.

If it is a divination conducted by an ordinary person, the result of such a card draw must be inaccurate.

But the essence of divination is to communicate with the spiritual world to obtain information, initiated by a high-level extraordinary person like Amun, the form is no longer important, his own spirituality is the decisive factor.

After seeing the cards, Amon raised his hand and stroked his monocle, and took the cards back to the pile without any expression.

Noticing Douglas's expectant look, he smiled again, "Nothing special, you can interpret it yourself." ”

What is this open book exam...... Douglas quickly recalled the meaning of the cards.

Facing the "moon", I feel uneasy due to the rapid change and turmoil of the situation, and my heart is full of panic......

Reverse "strength", encounter setbacks, lack of courage and confidence, and inability to deal with the problems at hand......

Positive position of the "chariot", emphasizing competition, emphasizing progress, not satisfied with the status quo, and having the willingness to seek change......

He was silent for a while, and his mood gradually became complicated.

At this time, Amon suddenly spoke: "The 'moon' is your enemy. ”

"Huh?" Douglas was stunned and subconsciously asked, "'Moon'...... No, it's not the Church of the Mother God, is it? ”

As a qualified, uh, at least seem-qualified follower of Mother Earth Goddess, he clearly remembers the "Red Moon" as one of the symbols of Mother Earth Goddess.

Without affirmation or denial, Amon casually fiddled with the tarot cards in his hand and continued leisurely: "In what capacity are you asking me questions? Is it a dutiful official extraordinary, or a careerist eager to trade with evil gods in exchange for benefits, or ...... My believers? ”

Ignoring the sudden tense body and vigilant posture of the old remnants, he didn't raise his head, and with a light clap of his hands, the tarot card suddenly disappeared between his hands.

"Don't be nervous." Amon said, "It's just a piece of advice: what I will do to you depends entirely on how you will treat me." ”

Douglas, who was about to give the big guy a slippery kneeling performance, looked at Amon in disbelief, only to see that the thin face was not shocked, without any emotion, containing a certain deep sense of calm.

This made Douglas, who was originally vigilant and guarded, gradually relaxed.

After thinking about it carefully, he found that apart from the little deterrence of the first meeting, Amon never caused substantial harm to himself from the beginning to the end, but gave a lot of help in various aspects.

And Amon made it clear that he had a plan, and made it clear that he knew the inside story of the "crossing", but Douglas's own sequence was too low to know the secret behind it.

In this way, Amon is extremely honest, but Douglas has always been defensive and repulsive, and he seems a little ignorant of current affairs.

No, if I had the Person of Sequence Three, I would be fearless...... Isn't it normal for people to be scared and repelled by a big guy of unknown origin......

Subconsciously looking for excuses for his actions, Douglas had to look back and reflect on whether his so-called cover-up, his so-called temptation, was useless.

Apparently there is no use for eggs.

And Amon's words just now are simply explicit.

If Douglas accepts this help and insists on staying distancing, Amon will not hesitate to charge the price, even if it is far more than Douglas can afford.

Because it's a "deal", the "deal" has to be fair.

And what Amon wants is not a deal. From the beginning, He told Douglas that it didn't hurt to play it, and that He wanted him to be his "believer."

Although he had never seen a true god, Douglas, who was in the church, knew exactly what it meant:

Accept the favor and grace calmly, do not think too much, do not care about the gains and losses, but obey all the will of the gods.

“……”

Douglas opened his mouth in silence, but he reluctantly realized that he didn't have much resistance at the moment.

Perhaps before that battle, he was unwilling. I don't want anyone to be above my will, I don't want to lose that little bit of pitiful freedom.

However, he couldn't help but think that if he had recognized the situation earlier and accepted Amon's kindness, Winkel would not have died at all. Those people don't die at all.

In fact, what is there to hesitate about?

Before he could become strong enough, he would undoubtedly need Amon.

What's more, under the many secrets, Amon is the only existence at this moment who can make Douglas open and honest in conversation.

In the midst of a flash of thought, he took a step forward, his left leg slightly backward and bent until his knee hit the hard ground.

Half-kneeling in front of Amun, with his right hand pressed to his left chest, Douglas raised his head and looked up, daring to stare at those dark and deep eyes for the first time.

"I entrust you with my loyalty and trust, my future and all its possibilities......"

His voice was low and deep, with a subtle tremor, as if a drowning man was desperately grasping for the straw that could save his life.

"I pray to you to become stronger, to you for the secret truth, I pray for ...... Your favor and protection. ”

And Miko watched his actions, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth deepened little by little.

Amon leaned over slightly, stretched out his hand and patted the top of the young man's hair as if teasing a cat or a dog: "Good boy." ”

"I promise your prayers."

At this moment, Douglas's tense shoulders and back suddenly relaxed, and he felt inexplicably relieved and calm, as if he had suddenly unloaded the heavy secrets that he had been shouldering since the crossing, and got a room to breathe.

He almost followed Amon's withdrawn palm and leaned his head against the other's knee for more comfort, but fortunately he controlled himself in time.

It's a bit of a shame...... With a slight shake of his head and a little meditation to calm himself, Douglas followed Amun's instructions to his feet and let the other man hold his wrist.

In the next second, the surrounding scenery changed drastically, the red was redder, the black was blacker, the blue was bluer, and many transparent and indescribable shapeless things floated in the mottled light and shadow, and overhead, extremely high and far away, there were seven bright rays of light.

This is the spirit world!

Douglas, who had had several "travel" experiences, suddenly remembered something when he saw this scene, and turned back and asked, "'Wriggling hunger'...... Is it in your hands? ”

Amon tossed the glove to him with his backhand, and led Douglass through the spirit realm, occasionally changing direction or avoiding some abstract figure like a child's drawing.

Putting on the cold human skin gloves again, Douglas, who had Amon by his side and didn't have to worry about being attacked by the spirit creatures, began to look around and observe the spirit creatures with interest in order to change his mood, and on the other hand, out of pure curiosity.

He could also see that most of the shapes and species were natural spirits, and the necro and unjust spirits were wrapped in black gas, and the more indescribable shapes and textures were beyond the scope of his imagination, and it was difficult to imagine how they were born.

"When you advance to Sequence Seven, you can sign a contract with spirit creatures and get your own messenger."

Idle on the way, Amon casually mentioned the knowledge of the spiritual messenger. As he listened, Douglas's glance became utilitarian, wanting to see if there was anything a little more normal looking for him to choose from in the future.

It's better to be able to fight, after all, I don't have any frontal attack ability when I reach Sequence Seven......

At this time, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a red moon with messy lines, and Douglas naturally remembered the previous description that "the 'moon' is the enemy".

As if guessing his thoughts, Amon immediately said: "I'll tell you when I leave the spirit world, and you'd better not talk about related topics in the spirit world in the future." ”

"Oh......"

After about five minutes, the two finally emerged from the spirit realm and stepped into a snow-covered wasteland. The sky was clear, and the hook-like blood moon hung high, faintly outlining the outline of everything with a pale crimson light.

Kicking through the nearly an inch of snow as he walked, Douglas looked around with some surprise. There are not many places in this world where snow still hasn't melted in mid-April, and the only way to do this in the Kingdom of Rune is in the far north of Wintershire, deep in the Amanda Mountains.

However, considering that the headquarters of the Church of the Night Goddess, the Church of Tranquility, is located at the foot of Amanda Mountain, and Amon's reluctance to have more contact with the church, as well as the flat terrain around him, he quickly dismissed this conjecture.

That...... There is only the Fusak Empire!

In just a few minutes, it spanned most of the Northern Continent...... Shhh......h

Douglas, who was only wearing a blue and white hospital gown, rubbed his hands vigorously, and began to regret that he did not have the ability to drive the flames in the "wriggling hunger".

"The 'moon' does not refer to the 'earth.'"

Amon's voice came from afar, and when Douglas turned around and found that he had actually walked in a certain direction, he hurriedly opened his legs and chased after him, and bursts of pale white mist suddenly gushed out between his mouth and nose.

"So, what the hell is that ......?"

"'Primordial Moon', 'Dark Side of the Universe' or 'Mother Tree of Desire', 'Rose School', 'Celestial Sect'...... In addition to this, there is also the 'Witch Sect'. These evil gods and their forces will be your enemies. ”

Ah, that's a bit much...... Douglas was just about to say that I had only stepped out of Backerland for the first time today, when he suddenly understood, "They...... Is it hostile to you, or is it related to 'crossing'? ”

"It's both."

Nodding seriously, Douglas couldn't help but ask, "I know, then, what do you need me to do?" ”

Since it is an enemy, since Amon took the initiative to mention it, there must be something to explain.

And if you take a closer look, aren't these all cult organizations that the church is also targeting everywhere, if you borrow the church's resources or intelligence to help Amon fight these organizations, Douglas will never resist this kind of thing - anyway, they are all for the people, whether they are eliminated by the church or Amun, the result is the same.

Amun, who was walking in front, glanced sideways at him and said with a smile: "If you can reach Sequence Five in six months, I will consider how to maximize your value." ”

"Six or six months ......"

Although there are only three ranks, Sequence Seven, Sequence Six, and Sequence Five, this speed is too much to dream about for all the extraordinary.

But after the initial shock passed, Douglas felt that it was not impossible.

Whether official or wild, the biggest obstacle to their rapid promotion is potion recipes and materials, as well as money reserves. Whether it's accumulating merit or looking for a purchase in the market, it will inevitably take some time.

However, with Amon providing the potion, all Douglas had to do was digest the potion, which was not too harsh for him to master the playing method.

Well, speaking of which, I haven't summarized the rules for playing the "master of tricks", and I was worried about the "witch" before...... the "master of tricks" needs to play, and now it seems that there is only the core of "fraud", but it is far from enough......

While he was thinking about how to play the role, a cold wind suddenly blew in the wilderness.

The night sky, which had been relatively clear, suddenly darkened, and the temperature plummeted. Douglaston, who could still rely on his patience as a northerner before crossing to resist low temperatures, hugged his shoulders and shrunk up, looking up at the sky for some reason, but heard Amon muttering softly: "It's still so naïve......"

Immature? Who's talking about me?

Before he could figure it out, a flower suddenly appeared in front of him, accompanied by the sound of clanging metal, a figure that was not solid enough and slightly illusory, but with an incomparable coercion and bloody aura suddenly appeared, and his voice chuckled hoarsely:

"Yo, who is this? If you lose the war, why don't you hide in your brother's church with your tail between your legs and pray, and still hang it outside, little crow, you have become bolder. ”

Amon straightened his monocle expressionlessly, let out a "heh", and sneered at each other: "It's not as good as you, a dignified red angel, you can't even clean up an Einhorn royal family after wandering for so long, so you will hide here in shame and have no face to see people." ”

"Hey, I don't understand, it's called tactics! Little crow, you better go back and play with the doppelganger, don't ...... Well? ”

Looking over Amon, he noticed the black-haired and yellow-eyed young man who was hiding behind him and stared at him for a long time, although his face was dazed, and the visitor shook his head, threw the scattered red hair behind him, and asked casually, "What is that?" ”

W-What the hell......

Who the hell is it!

Douglas, who was first startled by the comer, and then indulged in admiring the other party's handsome face, suddenly came back to his senses.

The person who came was tall and straight, dressed in pitch-black armor, with blood-colored red hair scattered down, with indescribable arbitrariness and chic; The face that was not covered by the mask was young and handsome, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his expression exuded incomparable confidence and aggressiveness.

That's why he couldn't help but take a few more looks.

Just a few glances.

Although the blood clan who worked with him was also known for his outstanding and delicate appearance, he undoubtedly lacked some perseverance and bloody temperament compared to the person in front of him.

It's just that I didn't expect this handsome guy to speak very politely, which made people have the desire to clench their fists and greet him in the face twice.

Douglas didn't say anything, and certainly didn't really clench his fists, just silently rubbed behind Amon and rubbed again.

Although he didn't know who it was, as a pitiful, weak and helpless sequence eight, he had a feeling that he was overwhelmed by the momentum of the other side, and intuitively judged that the other party must be a high-sequence powerhouse who would not lose to Amon.

"Oh...... This is my believer. Amon replied.

"......" the visitor was silent for a long time, and repeated, "Your believers? ”

"yes."

"Just you? And believers? Hey," the man suddenly took a step closer, stretched out his arm and easily grabbed Douglas by the collar, pulled the man in front of him, and looked at him carefully, "Are you blind, or are you crazy, and you actually came to believe in this guy?" Do you know who He is? ”

Douglas, who couldn't resist the opponent's brute force at all, symbolically fluttered a few times, although he was nervous, but seeing that Amon acquiesced to the other party's actions, listening to the tone of the two of them who had known each other for a long time, he was not too worried about his personal safety.

It was just that he made eye contact with the handsome guy at close range, and his brain was empty for two seconds before he stumbled and replied, "Know, know...... Right? Amon ...... The great nobles of the Quaternary Age, the god of deception and mischief......"

"That's all?"

“…… Yes? ”

The handsome guy easily picked him up and shook him, and there was a hint of banter in his tone: "Tsk, I really don't know whether to praise you for having guts, or having no brains, but the luck is really bad." ”

After speaking, letting go of Douglas, he pointed to Amon who was standing aside, and added a few introductions: "He is the second son of the great Creator, the true Son of God, known as the 'Angel of Time' in the Third Age, and is ranked among the eight archangels...... Ha, by the way, little crow, your uniqueness has been lost to the 'fool', and now how many copies of the sequence one trait do you have? Can you still afford the name of the King of Angels? ”

"Don't worry about you, an evil spirit who doesn't even have the same characteristics." Amon stroked the ordinary crystal lens on his right eye, and raised his chin to Douglas, who was a little dazed, "He, the king of angels under my father's command, the god of war, the 'Red Angel' Medici...... and His good friends who were made into potions at the same time in the Quaternary, Sauron, Einhorn. ”

As he introduced him, two rotting wounds suddenly opened on the sides of the cheeks of the handsome man known as "Medici", and his illusory fangs and lips and tongue spewed out an eerie aura.

These two mouths and Medici said in unison: "Who wants to be friends with these two indisputable things!" ”

Then they immediately quarreled.

"Tsk, what are the two defeated men barking at here."

"Yes, yes, the great Red Angel, it's a great sense of accomplishment to be put down by Tuduo along with his defeated generals, right?"

"Alas, if I had been allowed to do it myself, the waste bearing my surname would have been cleaned up long ago. Medici, you can't. ”

"Einhorn, do you think everyone goes out without a brain like you? It's so much that I can hear it in God's forsaken land! ”

“……”

Douglas, who was originally shocked by the identities of Amon and Medici, listened, and his expression changed from stunned to confused, from confused to thoughtful, from thoughtful to speechless. He couldn't help but look at Amon and whispered, "He...... Uh, they, have they always been like this? ”

If it weren't for the respect for the angelic powerhouse, he would have been tempted to describe the scene as a group comedy performance.

Seeing that Medici began to quarrel with the two mouths on his face, Amon finally showed his usual leisurely smile, shook his head regretfully and said: "No way, if you die once and become an evil spirit, there will always be some sequelae." ”

......Again, out of cherishing his own life, Douglas did not go deep on the topic and asked another question, "You...... I said you were a Sequence Three. ”

"At Beckland, I really only have Sequence Three." Amon said.

...... in Beckland Uh, geo-limited sequence three? How can the sequence still change? Or is it that because Beckland is closely watched by the Church of the Night and the Church of the Storm, he can only show the strength of Sequence Three and avoid attracting attention?

In any case, Amon should be a real angel, and the title of the king of angels, that is, it is a notch stronger than normal...... Hiss......

Douglas felt a wave of horror and fear at first, but he quickly accepted this fact due to his lack of knowledge of the Tertiary and Quaternary Ages. After all, the one who can understand the "crossing" thing more than the major churches must be the top-level and most powerful existence in the extraordinary world, even if Amon says that he is a true god and comes down to pay a private visit, he can believe it.

At this moment, Medici, who had managed to push the two mouths back on his face, let out a sigh of relief, and a confident smile returned to his face.

Hooking his fingers at Amun, Medici said lazily: "Okay, grind and chirp, come with me." Hey, let me see what kind of wind can blow the little crows to me. ”