"Medici wants you to go to the Aurora Club?"

Amon glanced sideways at him and said casually, "You can decide for yourself." ”

Douglas replied honestly: "The main thing is that I don't know His attitude." ”

Medici was still in Yetonev when he mentioned this, and he was in a bad mood at the time, thinking that it was Medici's ridicule of himself, and he didn't think about it seriously at all. It wasn't until I kept reviewing it while telling Amon just now that I remembered this detail.

Based on his own stereotypes of angels, Douglas suspects that there is rarely real joke between their words, and that there is often a low sequence of incomprehensible intentions behind some of the incomprehensible behaviors.

This stereotype was cemented again after another wave of high-end occult knowledge was harvested from Russell.

"From what I know of Medici, he doesn't necessarily have a clear purpose." Amon propped his chin on his hand, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, "It's more likely that I found something in you that I could use, although I don't have a specific plan yet, but if I put you in a place where I can see you, I will be able to use it one day - hehe, it's the hunter's instinct to set traps and brew conspiracies." ”

The instinct of a hunter...... Douglas couldn't help but wander away, curious: "What is the instinct of the 'apprentice'?" ”

"Shouldn't this be asked of yourself?" Amon smiled dumbly, did not give an answer, and continued the previous topic: "If you feel the need, you can see Medici again before leaving Fusak." ”

Douglas thought for a moment and nodded vigorously: "Okay." ”

Then he lowered his gaze with some weakness and continued to explain: "I, my 'master of tricks' have not yet digested ......"

Although the experience of the past two weeks has made him digest very impressively, the rest of the part makes Douglas feel powerless, probably because the previous digestion has been helped by external forces and lacks a little initiative.

In fact, if time and place permitted, Douglas would have chosen the easier path of playing – that is, taking the most direct interpretation of the potion's name, and going out on the street to really perform tricks for the audience.

He did try to perform on the street a few times at the Witthall market, and even saved up enough money worth about a silver coin, but due to the small number of times and the short time, the progress of digestion did not change significantly.

At this rate, there is no hope of reaching Sequence Five in half a year.

As if to see his thoughts, Amon lifted the crystal lens in his right eye, and suddenly smiled: "I forgot to tell you, potions can be played in advance."

"Even if you don't drink the potion, you can consciously play and digest it.

"And your pathway from Sequence Seven to Sequence Five is 'Astrologer', 'Recorder' and 'Traveler'.

"The latter two are not difficult for you, are they?"

Recorder, Traveler......

As he meditated on these two names, Douglaston had a glimmer of realization.

As a "traverser", whether it is to bring the information of the earth here for it to be carried forward, or to take the initiative to learn knowledge that is completely different from the earth, it is naturally a kind of "record"; As for the "traveler", they have traveled through two worlds, where can there be a greater and more thorough journey than this?

As long as these two points are consciously reinforced, the digestion of the recorder and the traveler can be said to be a matter of course!

"This ......"

Douglas was pleased for a moment, then he was a little puzzled, frowning, and instinctively felt that things shouldn't have gone so well.

Landing is a very friendly way for the traverser, is there such a coincidence in the world?

But if you think about it carefully, there are a total of twenty-two extraordinary paths, and the one in twenty-two chance doesn't seem to be too exaggerated.

Not to mention that many of these 22 articles are monopolized by the Orthodox Church, and it may only take a little luck to get to the "apprentice" path at really random.

By the way, Russell mentions in his diary that he regretted not choosing "apprentice", "thief" or "soothsayer......

These three paths are all similarly special and can help the traverser quickly play and digest?

Although Russell's "generalist" and later "lawyer" pathways also have similar effects at a certain stage, they have no low requirements for personal accumulation and literacy, unlike "apprentices", as long as they are a traverser, they must meet the conditions for playing.

When talking to Russell in the fog of history at Castle Tyran, Douglas thought of this question, but it was not a high priority, and in the end, due to time constraints, he could not get an answer from Russell.

So he turned to Amon for advice, and Amon chuckled and shook his head: "These three paths were indeed special in the past, and they were not limited to acting. ”

"Ever"? Douglas noticed that he used a word that was very obvious in the tense and had no intention of explaining further.

He is not entangled, and is very accustomed to leaving behind the questions that cannot be answered for the time being—anyway, there are few questions he is most concerned about now who can get definite answers, and it is useless to be anxious: "However, after I go back, the church will definitely give me a 'master of tricks', and seeing me promoted, then I need to digest two special ......"

"Indeed." Amon was not in a hurry at all, "The accumulation of low-sequence characteristics will not be too burdensome, and the spirituality and correspondence ability will be enhanced." These two characteristics, as long as one is completely digested, you can try to advance to the next sequence. Of course, if you don't want redundant features, it's okay to drain them. ”

"Drained? Is there a way to drain the characteristics? Douglas was amazed, and then thought of something, and suddenly said, "Oh, extraordinary characteristics can be passed on to children......

"It's the safest and most stable way to do it. Other methods, like the failure of promotion, will make people suffer from various incurable diseases due to the trauma of the spirit body, if you can't be promoted to demigod within three to five years, and obtain a qualitative change in the level of life, death is an inevitable end. ”

"Forget it." Without hesitation, Douglas gave up on the idea of a discharge characteristic.

Although he felt that he had the possibility of becoming a demigod in three to five years, he had no habit of abusing himself, and he did not want to use his children as a container for expelling his traits—or at all, he did not consider the possibility of having relationships with others and raising children.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look down at his crotch, and felt that life has no desires and no desires, and there is no moment when he must be honest with others.

Fanna, who was next to her, noticed this action and said with a teasing smile: "You don't like to sleep with women, so let's take this path honestly." ”

Douglas retorted with a straight face: "Who thinks about this? I was thinking that if there was a way to remove the property painlessly, I could prepare twenty-two potions, change them every week, and then choose the final route after experiencing them one by one, so that I could always choose the most suitable ......"

......" Vana didn't know how to evaluate his idea for a while, and subconsciously raised an objection, "Many paths can't reflect the core symbol of the path at all in the low-order stage, and it may not be possible to choose the most suitable ...... No, I'm going to talk to you about this. ”

She shook her head a little helplessly: "Give me an address where I can contact you." ”

Douglas, who had prepared a number of safe houses in the East and South Districts, thought for a while, gave the address, and said enthusiastically: "When you go back and take over the Esoteric Order, and someone opposes you, you can send him to Beckland, and I can help you solve it." ”

"It's not impossible." Vanna smiled when she heard this, and although she didn't think that there could be such a reckless soothsayer in the Secret Order, she still accepted the statement.

Before Amon appeared, her evaluation of Douglas was that he could be a good friend, but it might not bring benefits; And after Amon appeared, Douglas became a very good medium.

For the "ancient scholars", there are not too many friends, especially those who have a strong association with angels. Vanna will definitely not be able to drag out Amon's historical projection, but she can indirectly gain some advantages by summoning Douglas's projection.

Correspondingly, in this process, she will also do her duty as a friend and help Douglas within the scope of her ability.

In the extraordinary world, this is already quite a friendly and communicative relationship.

After doing this, she realized that she no longer needed to stay here, so she turned to Antigonus, who had been closing her eyes and not participating in the conversation, and made a wish to the "miracle master": "I wish I could return to Trier's house." ”

This is the fastest way to return to Intis mainland without the means of "travel".

Antigonus opened his eyes slightly, looked at Fanna, and promised in a deep voice, "Your wish will come true." ”

As soon as the words fell, Fanna's figure disappeared into the real world with the help of the power transmitted by the "miracle".

When Douglas was amazed, Amon took out a pocket watch with a silver shell from his pocket, "snapped" the lid of the watch and looked at the time, and then said to him: "Do whatever you want as soon as possible, I won't be responsible if you can't catch up with your discharge from the hospital in Beckland." ”

The former suddenly patted his head, remembering that he was going to make a tombstone for the ghosts who had died in death in the castle for many years, and hurriedly got up and ran in the direction of the castle with a muttering "right away", leaving Amon and Antigonus where they were.

Amon was the first to push his ordinary monocle, and the smile on his face deepened slightly, as if he was sincerely happy: "I thought you would try a little more." ”

You've packed up your own uniqueness and Bethel's uniqueness into the hands of the current "Fool", what else do I have to try?

The son of the demon wolf secretly sneered, not caring about the ridicule of his old friend, but casting a glance at the back of Douglas who was running towards the castle: "What do you see in this human?" ”

Before Amun could reply, He lowered his voice again and said to himself, "I have a feeling, a feeling that I have seen him somewhere. ”

Amun, who had been habitually trying to tease his old friend, heard this, and the corners of his mouth that had just been raised froze slightly. He lowered his palm and looked at Antigonus earnestly, "Your memory should not be wrong. ”

"Yes." Antigonus repeated, raising his arms in an attempt to pull, and after a few times he shook his head slightly, "It's not a memory, it's a feeling, Amon, a feeling." ”

He looked at Amun meaningfully with dark eyes that belonged to a soothsayer: "Whatever you are planning, be careful. ”

After a short silence, Amon said "huh": "Sometimes, life just needs some excitement to be interesting. ”

Antigonus did not comment on this answer, but smiled just as slightly. This made his old and youthful face no longer stiff, but a little more agile, as vivid as the dukes of the Fourth Age when they raised their glasses in unison.

They didn't talk much. When the figure of the demon wolf also melted into the cracks of history, Amon also stood up, carefully dusted off the hem of his wizard's robe, and paced towards the castle as he thought.

He could see Douglas half-crouching in the lobby of the castle in front of a huge stone that had been erected more than two meters high. The stone is mutilated, roughly a skewed trapezoid, with several lines of deeply notched text on it.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Douglas glanced back, immediately stood up, and slapped his hands on his body twice at will, shaking off a body of gray-white dust.

Amun's gaze crossed his shoulder, casually scanning the words that he didn't know if he had a chance to be read by a third being.

[Clinton. Tamara: A descendant of an ancient family who walks the earth to restore the glory of the family......]

[Jager, Mikasha: A young hunter who will return to his hometown after the snow stops......]

[Ward: Perhaps the most successful adventurer in history, traveling in the realm of the Grim Reaper......]

【……】

The inscriptions are crooked, not upright enough, and do not fill the furrows with paint, making them a little difficult to read.

Amon couldn't help but chuckle: "I have never understood what such a stone with a life on it means to you humans. ”

It reminded him of the blasphemous tablets that had brewed from his father's body.

Douglas also looked at this "tombstone", which was far from official, and there was no expression on his face.

To be honest, he didn't think it was necessary to buy a cemetery or set up a stone before, but he only felt that if he died and burned to ashes, he would not know anything, and it would be the same wherever he scattered.

This is mainly because when they were on Earth, their grandparents and grandparents were very strong, and they had not experienced the life and death of their loved ones, and they were also in the initial stage of their lives, and they hardly thought about what happened after their deaths.

Therefore, in response to Amon's distracted question, he could only say: "It really doesn't make sense, but I really want to do it......"

After that, Douglas scratched his head, and felt that this was not a reason at all, at most it was a whim, and subconsciously explained: "At that time, my mind was full of their chaotic memories, just like I really walked through a fragment of their lives in their place, it was difficult not to be touched and emotional...... And they're all people who can't go home, I'm ...... Uh, am I talking too much? ”

"Nope." Amon looked at him with interest, showing full tolerance, "You seem to have something else to say to me. ”

Then you just steal this idea out and see it for yourself...... Douglas coughed lightly, suppressed the disrespectful thoughts in his mind, and said seriously: "I just remembered it suddenly, and I didn't tell you my name. ”

He raised his hand to draw horizontal and vertical strokes in the air, wrote down the three words "Jing Wenying", and read them out.

"If I die, I also want a useless tablet with this name engraved on it."

Douglas muttered to a low voice.

In fact, he also wanted to say that a short suicide note must be engraved on the stele, and the previous address and ID number must be written to facilitate future generations...... If there is such a descendant, if this descendant can find a way to go back, it is better to bring back the news of death.

It's just that this kind of request is a little abrasive, and he is not very embarrassed to tell Amun.

On the bright side, since it's soul piercing, maybe I'll die over there a long time ago!

Douglas looked into the air, wondering if this was good news.

He imagined for a moment, feeling that he couldn't stand his parents' gray-haired desperate search for the "missing" child, that he didn't want to let go of the good past, that he couldn't welcome a new beginning, that he just wandered like a ghost trapped in this castle, wandering in the dark night where no answer would be answered.

"Hope" is such a terrible thing. Rather than suffer from this, Douglas preferred that he would die thoroughly and that he would no longer occupy the thoughts of those who were still alive. In his hometown, people believe that the dead can be reunited in the underground world, and he hopes that his parents and friends will believe this statement.

Although he himself did not believe it at all.

Then, coldly, Douglas stumbled under his feet, and was pushed into the spirit world by Amon in a daze.

Falling into the bizarre spirit world, he was like a landlubber thrown into a pool, instinctively flapping a few times, and only stopped dancing awkwardly when he found Amon carrying his collar and easily walking between the strange scenes.

Amon glanced sideways at him, and there was an inexplicable look in his eyes: "Do you think I'll let you die?" ”

"What if! That's all I can tell you now. Douglas was extremely sincere, and as he spoke, he raised his hand, his index finger and thumb squeezing together, "I don't think I've had much luck." Several times when you weren't there, I was just a little bit away from needing a tombstone, just a little bit......"

That's true.

Shi Angel nodded in agreement: "You can run faster next time." ”

After a pause, He looked again at his titular believer: "I don't think you're a talkative person. ”

And it's not very bold, it's hard to see Douglas wandering and in a daze when talking to himself.

Antigonus's friendly reminder still rings in his ears. Amon knew that he didn't have many opportunities, and choosing the right object for the ceremony was a relatively crucial step.

He does love an exciting life, provided that he lives under His complete control.

Therefore, when Douglas's behavior deviates from his experience, he must judge as soon as possible whether the other person still has the conditions to be chosen.

The remnants of the old days who were carried by Him said "um": "I like to talk when I am nervous, when I am afraid, when I don't know what to do. And after seeing Russell, I felt that some things were good to say now, but I couldn't say them when I died. ”

And Douglas could only say to Amon.

The pact between them determined that Douglas could not tell anyone about Amun, and even if he met other "traversers" in the future, he was destined to have many topics that could not be mentioned.

Amun, who had easily spied on these thoughts, pondered for a moment and accepted the deviation.

Human beings are changeable and complex creatures, and He has known them for a long time.

Humans are also extremely fragile creatures, and He likes that.

"Don't worry." Amon laughed, "You don't need a tombstone. ”

Douglas, who believed his words, sat in the camp of War Red five minutes later, looking at Medici lying on the easy chair with his feet crossed on the opposite side, looking at the body of the Angel of War who was not solid enough and the rotten spots on both sides of his cheeks, suddenly patted his thigh, and turned his head to look at Amon: "I understand, it is true that you don't need a tombstone when you become an evil spirit after you die." ”

Medici's slightly mocking smile froze for a moment as his gaze flickered back and forth between the master of tricks and the Angel of Time.

Then decisively threw the flaming spear at Amun.