"Why is the moon in this picture white?"

When Audrey blurted out these words, the others also noticed the strangeness of the painting, and they couldn't help but wonder why the painting was designed in such a way. As we all know, in the Kingdom of Rune, the "Crimson Moon" is the symbol of the goddess of the night, but this painting paints the moon white, which makes everyone suddenly feel a sense of disobedience.

Some of the cultists of the Night Goddess were even slightly dissatisfied, but they didn't show much of it—after all, there were no other evil gods associated with the moon!

"Ahem, I don't think this painter is a believer in the goddess of the night." "But this painter must be very artistic," said a little nobleman, jokingly. ”

"You are serious, although I am not a believer in the Goddess of the Night, I also respect the Goddess of the Night very much." A soft voice came, and everyone looked back to see that it was Gao Wei with a monocle walking towards him. Gao Wei had a gentle smile on his face, "In the process of my creation, I painted the moon white only to highlight the quiet atmosphere. This color will also have a serene and gentle atmosphere, which is in line with the impression that the goddess of the night gives to the believers, which is how I felt when I painted at the bay of Dici the other day. ”

Viscount Gleilint casually emphasized as proof of Gao Wei's identity: "This painting was given to me by this esteemed painter, and I can assure you that Mr. Gao Wei's painting art will be ranked even higher than that of Beckland." ”

In front of the crowd watching the transformation, Gao Wei helped the monocle on his face, and the corners of his mouth turned up: "That's right, it's just a painting technique......"

Wrong. Audrey instinctively sensed that something was wrong, although Gao Wei had no flaws in either spirit or behavior, but Audrey, as an "audience", instinctively sensed a sense of disobedience. Like a drop of oil mixed into a glass of water, Gao Wei seemed to deliberately show his sense of disobedience to the surroundings.

But where is this sense of disobedience......

No, it's not! Audrey suddenly found that this was too perfect, and she found that the high-dimensional astral spirit was too calm, completely different from the appearance it showed - even the calmest person would show at least a little change when revealing creative inspiration to so many people! He hasn't changed at all, he's purely "acting" now! This is a flaw that is shown to the extraordinary people present, he found out that there are extraordinary people in the banquet, and he is showing his own sequence!

But...... What is the way to do this? To be able to perform such a perfect "show", alas, wait until the tarot meeting in a few days to ask Mr. Fool. Audrey touched her smooth and beautiful chin, thoughtful. It wasn't until the melodious tune of the ball sounded and the crowd around her gradually dispersed that Audrey realized that she had been immersed in thinking for too long. After a little flustery, she quickly calmed down with the help of her maid and entered the state of "audience" and began to communicate with the others in this salon.

Under the introduction of Viscount Glerinth, Audrey and Furth exchanged a few words of politeness, and did not say anything else in public.

As Furth continued to the table, aiming for a small cake coated with cream, Audrey withdrew her gaze and followed Glerint to the living room.

She recalled the details she had just seen when she communicated with Forthth, trying to accurately grasp the other party's thoughts, so as to win the initiative for the subsequent contact.

Taking a step forward, Audrey, who was as cold as a neutral audience, stepped on the hem of her hanging skirt, shook her body, and almost fell. But before the maid Anne could hold Audrey, who was about to fall, a strong hand held her.

"Be careful, young lady." A cold male voice came from his own distinction, and Audrey's ears moved, and I don't know why I heard a slight sense of disobedience from this cold and serious voice. Audrey didn't think much about it, and straightened up as if nothing happened, but there was a little beautiful blush on her face.

She saw the handsome man in the outfit of a musician smile impeccable at her, and took a step back to the side with a gentlemanly gesture. Audrey turned her head to look at the musician, and she also felt the breath of the "extraordinary" from him.

"He's here with Mr. Abraham, right? It's Mr. Abraham's companion, huh...... It seems that both of them are extraordinary, and they want to contact me or Viscount Glerint? No, if it was to contact us, Viscount Glerin would have warned me first. However, according to my observations, this unknown gentleman must also be a well-bred gentleman......"

Audrey thought wildly as she walked towards the crowd, completely unaware of Mr. A's complex mental activity.

Mr. A admits that he needs to repent.

As the shepherd of the Lord, he was unable to fully and quickly unify his thoughts with the Lord's current canons and teachings, and the smile just now was an expression that he had barely managed to keep with his flesh and blood magic. And as the Aurora Divine Envoy, when he found out that the young lady he was holding was an extraordinary person just now, he almost subconsciously threw a set of flesh and blood explosion erosion and splitting on her face. Fortunately, with Mr. A's strong self-control ability, he has just succeeded in preventing a brutal murder.

While repenting to the Lord in his heart, he continued to faithfully complete the task given to him by Gao Wei.

Gao Wei sighed silently, he had just seen all of Mr. A's mental activities from some peculiar angles through the ontological perspective. He was about to use his Ranger ability to stop Mr. A's madness. Gao Wei dealt with the nobles and writers around him who wanted to ask him for his portrait, and quickly moved from table to table, sweeping the meals at the banquet.

However, it seems that Mr. A's belief in the true creator is still very religious, otherwise he can't resist the urge to kill just now - he can't let this guy kill Miss "Justice", in case the Tarot Society's money bag is gone, Klein is estimated to suffer. Wait, this cake is good, or send one to my dear companion so that he may strengthen his humanity...... The incarnation of the High Dimensional Lookdown in Godforsaken Land tapped the body of the true Creator with its own tentacles.

Okay, the true Creator ignored Him, and the True Creation was gone.

Gao Wei saw that the main purpose of his coming to this banquet had been achieved, and he was not in a hurry, Audrey had already seen the painting under his guidance, and as long as she made a little arrangement, she would tell Klein about this painting as an interesting story. Gao Wei forked a piece of steak and put it into his mouth, savored the taste of the steak, and he walked in the middle of the banquet unhurriedly, enjoying the performance of the guests around him. It's a perfect aristocratic dance drama, where everyone is trying to profit for themselves according to their own desires. They are free, unleashing their talents, exuding a unique light and heat. But under the constraints of the rules, they are like soulless marionettes.

Gao Wei looked around indifferently and suddenly felt extremely happy. He cuts the steak with a knife, pretending that he is cutting the writer's characteristic that he has already got his hands on but wants to eat but can't. The high-dimensional Seeker followed the trajectory of the pollution he had left behind, manipulated Ince Zangwill, who had been polluted by himself, and made him fall to sleep, and then controlled his body to pick up the languishing 0-0-8 and began to write in his notebook:

After seeing the white moon on the painting, Audrey Hall did not resist her curiosity and prepared to ask the all-knowing "fool" about the white moon at the next tarot meeting.

With his eyes closed, Ince Zangwill twisted his limbs like a stiff little man and tore off the piece of paper with difficulty, silently praying to him the name of the one who looked down on him. He smiled and touched the piece of paper with his strangely shaped limb.

The words on the paper flowed off the paper, floated in the air, and then lined up in front of Him one by one. As the high-dimensional seeker gently flicked the surrounding space, the words quickly degenerated into a one-dimensional information flow array, passing through the hole of the astral barrier in the shape of an extremely long line, and appeared within the astral barrier. The stream of information was reassembled into handwriting, leaping and appearing in an inconspicuous corner of Audrey's sleeve.

Audrey Hall was in a trance for a moment, and walked forward as usual.

Gao Wei looked at Audrey, who was as pale as usual, and shook the wine glass in his hand. He watched Mr. A's painstaking turnover among the many guests, and by virtue of his excellent appearance and the way he asked him to read the books, he made many artists and petty nobles who were looking for new connections. He even sang two hymns in praise of the ancient sun god at the request of several artists, and a musician from Intis burst into tears and immediately gave Mr. A a very high evaluation.

Humans are really funny, and the Aurora Divine Messenger, who was once hated by everyone, will be touted by so many people after a little disguise. Gao Wei took a sip of wine, sat on a chair and watched everything playfully because he was bored, quietly analyzing everyone's psychological activities in this banquet. The thinking of the outer gods is so powerful, just for a moment, Gao Wei, who has completely seen through the desires of these people, feels bored again. He rubbed the hidden sage in his own hands, trying to transform it into his own form; While watching the life on the planet controlled by the circle of fate, watching one life after another end with the most dramatic fate.

In this way, Gao Wei passed the time while waiting for Forth and Audrey to finish their conversation and walk out of the room.

As Viscount Glerint walked out of the room, the guests left laughing and laughing, and it was clear from their expressions that almost all of them had gained a lot from the feast. Gao Wei even saw a few musicians who believed in the eternal sun sympathizing with Mr. A, and agreed to entertain Mr. A next time.

Gao Wei only felt that the group of sun believers Shi Lezhi, he Dazhi could already think that the next time these guys invited Mr. A to their circle, they were hit by the believers of the real creator and were infected with the appearance of the ancient sun god believers. He was immediately intrigued, and let his body give Mr. A a look.

"Actually, I've always wanted to see believers betrayed by their own faith." One of the thoughts of the high-dimensional overlooking person said to the mind on the other "timeline": "I wonder how they would feel when they knew that the 'sun of justice' they believed in was born out of a betrayal?" ”

"The change in people's thinking is actually instantaneous." The future high-dimensional seeker said to his current self, "If Mr. A is strong, they should soon be able to change from extreme belief to extreme hatred." However, this scene is worth seeing. ”

The originally lively banquet gradually cooled down, leaving only Gao Wei and Mr. A as two guests. Viscount Glerint frowned slightly, as if he didn't think about why they were still here. Audrey had expected it, and she thought silently in her heart:

Viscount Glerint...... I'm a little sorry to say that, but it's actually ...... Now you are the only one standing here who is not extraordinary.

"I'm sorry, Viscount Glerint. I have something to ask Miss Forth Wall, and I wonder if you can lend me a room? Hearing Gao Wei say this, Gleilint suddenly didn't know how to answer - did these two people know each other before? He subconsciously glanced at Furth and found that Furth nodded slightly.

Since Miss Furth, the extraordinary, has agreed, then ...... Gleilynt thought for a moment, and arranged for the servant to lead the two into a room next to the living room. He was just about to sit down and chat with Audrey when he heard Mr. A on the side say in a relaxed tone: "Speaking of which, I heard a rumor before. It seems that Viscount Glerint wants to be extraordinary? I don't know if this rumor is true or not? ”

Glerint's pupils constricted slightly, and the servant who was with him retreated to the edge of the living room, while he talked earnestly with Mr. A. Audrey helplessly held her forehead, allowing herself to enter the state of the audience and look at the two. She noticed Mr. A's gaze sweeping over her, revealing a ceremonial smile.

Ince Zangwille looked out the window at the starry sky, his face gloomy. He looked at the quill in his hand with an unknown black thread entwined in it, and seemed to want to slam it to the ground—in front of Ince Zangwill, a few scraps of paper were scattered, drops of ink splashing wildly around. His brow ached, as if his spirit had been seriously hurt.

He clenched his left fist and slammed it on the freshly repaired table. In his cloudy eyes, bloodshot lines gradually crept up.