Every compromise made by the cub Amon will become a part of Amun's black history in the future.

Even if Amon is now adapted to the state of a cub, can he really ignore the circulation of these black histories?

Lynn is looking forward to this, and at the same time said that he is hard-hearted, although he can't be so disdainful of the cub Amon, he will not be shaken by the other party's overtures!

After all, Amon is not really a cub, and he is not really courting affection.

But if the other party is playing with some bad intentions, there is nothing to say, just start the beating and it will be over, so Lynn will not play with these old coins.

Amon only had to make his moves, and no matter what happened anyway, Lynn would always put the culprit on Amun's head.

Simple, brutal, but practical.

Mr. Door, who watched everything: ......

Either way, it's good that it didn't reach Him.

Today, Bethel is still glad that he was not the target of Lynn's persecution.

Although he is as sharp as Him, he has vaguely sensed that the reason why Lynn is not persecuting Him like others seems to be because of some not-so-good future.

"...... [I promise, you'll have a not-so-bad ending. Looking at Lynn, who was teasing Amon like a cat not far away, and Amun, the cub who was clearly deliberately trying to gain sympathy, Bethel Abraham couldn't help but think of what Lynn had said to him when he was in the Byron Empire.

"So what kind of future would have it be......" Bethel thought almost subconsciously, and all kinds of possibilities flashed through his mind, and finally settled on one word—the outer god.

In his case, the biggest possibility that Bethel could think of was that he might be captured, polluted, or even ...... by the outer gods during a trip to the stars in the future

Become a weapon for the outer gods to destroy this world.

Thinking of this possibility, Bethel frowned almost subconsciously, he was not afraid of falling.

After all, he is the king of angels who has lived for so many years and experienced all kinds of things, and Mr. Men has long looked down on life and death, so Bethel is actually more afraid that he will be polluted by external gods than death, which is an abyss more terrible than death.

"If there ever is a day, death will be the best outcome for me......," Bethel muttered under his breath, then thought of something, "but if I die, the one most likely to be the Lord of Mysteries......"

Mr. Men knew his colleagues, so he knew very well that of the three paths of apprenticeship, soothsayer, and thief, the most likely to ascend to the throne of God, and even become a pillar, was probably Him, Amun, and Antigonus.

Among them, Antigonus can be said to be the most unlikely to succeed, Bethel probably knows the situation of that person, the consciousness of the other party belonging to the Lord of Mystery has recovered more than him and Amun, and he has already stepped on a tightrope, maybe one day in the future, the other party will lose control because of the excessive recovery of the consciousness belonging to the Lord of Mystery in his body.

And to be honest, Bethel didn't think Antigonus had played with Amon, and that little wolf would not be the opponent of Amon and Adam at all, and the other party even accommodated the uniqueness of the fool was Adam and Amon's help.

"So after my accident, the most likely person to become the master of the mystery is Amun......" Bethel's eyes fell on the cub Amon, and suddenly became pessimistic about the future of this world.

It's not that Mr. Gate doesn't trust Amon, it's that Mr. Emen understands Amon, and he really doesn't think that this lawless bear child, after becoming the master of mysteries, will fight against the outer gods for the sake of all beings.

There is a high probability that the other party will only take advantage and then pass all the responsibility on to others.

"It's a terrible ending." Bethel Abraham couldn't help but sigh, and his eyes fell on Lynn, who was on a par with Amon, and the scene of the other party hanging fish balls and cassava came to mind, and Bethel suddenly fell silent.

What's wrong with this world, is it possible that the bear child is what has become the implicit standard of the old days?

Mr. Men fell into thought.

"I always feel like you're thinking something bad......"

At this moment, Bethel suddenly heard someone speak coldly, he raised his eyes, and sure enough, he saw Lynn, who had finished tossing Amun, and walked up to him at some point, and the other party looked refreshed and looked at him curiously.

"Just thinking about the future of this world." Bethel told the truth, he didn't think it was anything to hide, after all, the person in front of him was probably the old man who knew the most about the future.

"The future......" Lynn repeated the word, almost immediately guessing what Bethel was thinking, he leaned back against the railing, looked up at the birds in the sky, and smiled, "Of course the future is good, or does Bethel not believe me?" ”

The young angel was bathed in the sun, smiling confidently and looking at him firmly, as if he was just stating a fact.

Bethel was silent for half a second, and the slight gloom in his mind suddenly dissipated, his expression remained unchanged, and he still looked slightly serious, and said, "If I say I don't believe it, will you beat me?" ”

The tone is serious, as if he is asking solemnly.

Lynn was stunned for a moment, then he laughed, and said as he laughed, "Haha, Bethel, can you actually joke too?" ”

"I'm still a normal person." Seeing Lynn's smile almost out of breath, Bethel's expression was slightly helpless, and he said seriously.

"But...... Bethel was a serious joke or something, but it was still too disobedient. Lynn wiped away her tears from laughter, and continued, "But it's good, I suggest you can joke more with Mr. Butler in the future, he should be happy." ”

Bethel Abraham imagined the butler's possible reaction, and his expression became more subtle, "Before he is happy, he may wonder if I have taken the wrong medicine." ”

"Yes, yes, that's it, hold on! This kind of fact-telling as if it were a joke is perfect for you. Lynn nodded his head in recognition of Mr. Men's sense of humor, and then he thought of something, and asked:

"Bethel, do you have any hobbies? I don't seem to see you have any special hobbies, this is not good, to the point where you still have to maintain your own humanity, according to my experience, cultivate more special hobbies, help to better maintain human nature. Lynn's expression was stirring as she said this, and it was clear that she had some brilliant thoughts.

"I'm not without hobbies......" Hearing this, Bethel Abraham chuckled in his heart, glanced at Lynn, and after thinking about it, he replied: "I like to collect precious gems on weekdays......"