On the embankment of the Thames, Arthur wore a messy white shirt and held a wine bottle in his hand, looking at the Thames River full of garbage and the sunset in the west.

Agareth's figure floated beside him, and the Red Devil pinched his nose in disgust and complained to Arthur.

"Hell! How long are you going to sit in this place? The smell here is almost as good as the dung field where Barr eats! ”

Arthur tilted his head and took a sip of wine and asked, "Who is Barr?" ”

"You don't know Barr? Then if I change my name, you may understand. Beelzebub, you should know each other, right? That's another name for Barr. ”

"You're talking about the guy who manages the flies?"

"Oh, Arthur, your answer is too much for my appetite."

Agareth laughed and said, "That's right, it's the Lord of the Flies!" However, such an unseemly devil can actually rule hell. And I am a gentleman and devil who is cultivated, knowledgeable, knows music, and is proficient in many foreign languages, but I am going to be exiled to the world, don't you think? ”

Arthur brushed his messy hair: "No wonder you're here, it's because you're against Barr." ”

Agareth stretched out a hand and put it on Arthur's shoulder: "That's right. Just as Scotland Yard can't accommodate a talent like you, hell can't accommodate a talent like me. Sympathy, my little brother. ”

After speaking, he also pointed to the wine bottle in Arthur's hand: "Give me a whole sip." ”

Arthur looked around for a moment until he was sure no one was paying attention to him, and then pushed the bottle in front of Agareth.

"Be careful, don't let anyone else see it."

Agareth lifted the bottle and took a sip of it, then burped loudly.

"This wine doesn't work! When I followed King Solomon into Jerusalem......"

"Not to mention King Solomon, my ears can afford to hear calluses."

Arthur asked, "You've lived so long, don't you have some other story to tell me?" You can't have done anything serious since King Solomon, can you? ”

Hearing this, Agareth said angrily: "What's wrong with not working? When Lao Tzu followed King Solomon into Jerusalem, he finished the work of this life. ”

He was afraid that Arthur would not believe it, so he deliberately put his hand into his trouser pocket and took out a handful of small colored balls.

He pointed to the balls and said, "Arthur, do you see what this is?" It's all souls, and they've been what I've built up since then. Otherwise, with your passive workability, I would have starved to death a few years ago. ”

Arthur looked at the expressionless faces on the surface of the color ball, and sighed helplessly: "It turns out that you have so much food reserves. Then why do you still force me to find your soul every day? ”

"Arthur, I'm a devil! My pleasure lies in torment, not in eating.

These souls have been tormented by me for thousands of years, and they have long been fearless, so that I have no interest in playing with them now.

Unless I'm so hungry that I don't even bother to take them out to see them.

And even if I eat, I want to eat fresh, will you eat rotten food? ”

"A devil, still so picky, no wonder you have never been able to find a suitable contractor."

"Arthur, you can't disrespect my profession, it's quite an old trade. And what we do in this line of work is not open for a thousand years, but open for a thousand years. Even if you don't look for a contractor, you can't look for a contractor indiscriminately. ”

"Then you may have found the wrong person this time, I have no interest in attacking Jerusalem."

"And what do you want to do?"

Arthur leaned against the railing, looked at the sunset on the horizon, and sighed, "I want to go home." ”

"Then we can go now! Yorkshire is also not far from London. ”

"No, Agareth, you don't understand, I'm from the future."

Agareth frowned and thought for a long time, and asked, "Is this a cold joke today?" ”

Arthur shook his head: "No, the bad joke is behind. ”

"Then you go on, I'll listen."

Arthur looked at the barges on the Thames and said, "In the future, all the ships of the Royal Navy will be combined and there will only be 97 left. ”

"Oh, that's terrible."

"But that's not the worst."

"So what's the worst?"

"The worst thing is that the French have 98 ships."

Agareth laughed heartily when he heard this, and he couldn't stop laughing.

"Arthur, you must be crazy. Didn't the Royal Navy destroy all the French naval forces at the Battle of Trafalgar in 1805? How long will it take them to have that many ships? A hundred years? ”

Arthur shook the bottle and put the last bit of wine into his mouth: "A hundred years? Two hundred years! ”

Agareth finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Arthur was still in the mood to joke.

"Arthur, you're really moody. I thought you were going to jump into the river and kill yourself, but you didn't have anything to do for a long time. ”

"Who said I was fine, I was fine, and I was desperate to go to the future now. I've had enough of this. ”

"Is the future good?"

"The future will never be worse than the present!"

Arthur took the bottle and smashed it far into the Thames.

Poof!

The river rolled up black spray, and a foul smell came along with the waves on the water's surface.

Agareth hurriedly pinched his nose, and he scolded: "Arthur! I have to give you a piece of advice! If you fucking know the manure tank stinks, don't mess with it with a bottle! ”

Arthur patted his dusty hands, got up from the railing, and said, "I'm willing." ”

"You're really not persuaded." Agareth floated around beside him: "You've already resigned, so what are we going to do tomorrow?" Do you have a plan? ”

Arthur replied casually: "Smoking, drinking, and then go to the market and buy a rabbit to keep at home." ”

"Then are you going to find a random woman on the street to marry?"

"Let's think about it later."

Agareth pinched his waist and stopped in front of Arthur: "Arthur, you are not a plan. You're just working against the housekeeping rules of Scotland Yard. ”

When Arthur heard this, he was also stunned for a moment.

He touched his chin and thought for a while, then asked, "Agares." ”

"What's wrong?"

"Teach me to do something bad."

"Oh, my dear Arthur." Agareth let out a hehehe ”

"But aren't you the devil?"

"The devil is just a nickname given to me by people of different faiths, and they call me Satan.

Do you know? In ancient Hebrew, Satan meant simply 'hostile,' but later it was concretized.

In the earliest times, any pagan god could be called Satan.

In the very distant past, I was also the supreme deity that some people worshipped. Do you think I will teach my believers to do bad things? They're nice to me, and I certainly can't hurt them. ”

Arthur was a little curious when he heard this, and he always had a keen interest in these unknown areas.

He asked, "So what did you teach them?" ”

Agareth squinted and smiled, "I don't teach them anything, I think they're all good people, so I just tell them to follow their hearts and give them what they want."

Whether it's wealth or power, I give them whatever they want.

I've always trusted them and thought they would do good with these things.

But you know, I was disappointed in the results.

That's why I took their souls as punishment for their misdeeds.

I never thought I was doing bad things, what I did was always good.

I made the beggar rich overnight and let him live a decent life.

And let the homeless become kings, give birth to a large number of children, and enjoy the feeling of home.

Am I doing something wrong?

Arthur, it's never me who is bad, it's the people who are blinded by power and wealth.

You can look at yourself, you have also received help from me, but have you committed any evil deeds?

You punished a college professor who raped a female student, saved a child's life, and you did a lot of good things with the help I gave you.

The same thing is good if it is in the hands of good people. In the wrong hands, then it's bad.

Think about the eyes of those people in the court today, in their hearts you are simply the savior, you are their god.

Arthur, for the social group, they have to have a god, otherwise nothing can be said.

And you already have what it takes to become this god. ”

Arthur stared at Agareth's smiling face for a long time before he spoke, "Agareth, you want to give me ecstasy soup again." ”

"How so, Arthur." Agareth smiled, looking innocent: "I really mean to help you!" ”

Arthur reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "Still, thank you for today." I owe you a soul for Mrs. Peel's business. I'll do it when I find a suitable target. ”

"Oh, my dear Arthur."

Agareth stretched out his half-meter-long tongue and licked his shriveled lips, his saliva almost soaked Arthur's upper: "Haven't you already found your target?" ”