Mystery: Mr. Witch and Miss Hunter

Chapter 326 Amon and "'World'"

"What are you thinking about?"

Some familiar voices sounded from behind Venata.

Without turning around, Venata knew that it was Annie who had come in.There is no other reason, the demigod of the Tarot Society would not ask similar questions, not only because she is not interested in it, but also because if she is interested, she can read it directly.

"many things."

Venata turned sideways to make way for Annie.

Glancing slightly at Annie who was silently standing beside her, Venata turned her gaze to the parade outside the window again.

Now the parade team is forming a team in the square in front of the gate. Under the leadership of a few leaders, thousands of marchers are forming a loose square team, waving brightly colored flags, and shouting in different accents. With chaotic slogans, they divided into two teams and walked towards the Church of God of War and the government building respectively.

"What do you think?"

Venata didn't move her eyes again, she looked at the parade and asked Annie beside her.

The latter was silent for a while, and then Youyou said: "Fusac is going to mess up again."

Venata was also silent, which was obvious.The parade at Port Indor was just the tip of the iceberg. According to the telegrams received these days, similar things happened in St. Mirón, in Yakil, from the Plain of Evernight to the Antares Mountains. The previous parade craze swept the entire Feysac.

In the world war that just passed and swept across the North and South continents, Loen and Feneport were the final victors, but the actual benefits that the two countries gained did not seem to be as much as they seemed.

Fusac's Einhorn family was originally not as strong as Ruen's Augustus family, but this is still a relatively high-level feudal empire. Thinking about it carefully, it seems that every previous decision has buried the future. Hidden danger.

But now, hidden dangers are being detonated one by one.

The shouts from the parade outside the window reached the ears of the two of them. There were relatively mild "against the rationing system, we want bread", and there were more radical ones "Get out of the Loen stick", "Fusac can only be used by Fusac." The Saks will manage."

It was the same as the previous parade in Backlund, except that this time the parade seemed to involve something deeper and more sensitive.

If it is said that the previous parade in Backlund was only to realize the will of the people for a truce, the current parade in Feysac sent a more dangerous signal:
In order to realize their aspirations, the people seem to be willing to provoke bloodshed again.

The object of the conflict might be Loen, the domestic bourgeoisie, or the decaying Einhorn family.

Looking at the excited crowd, Venata suddenly had such a thought in her heart.

Perhaps, after the defeat of this war, converting his beliefs is not enough to heal the pain of his fellow Fusacs.

"It may be more than a simple food control system that they are eager to tear down, maybe something else."

Venata said in a low voice, Annie's complexion was gloomy, and she didn't rush to agree, but both of them had several similar answers in their hearts.

Feudal rule, Loen's infiltration, and even further...

God's faith.

After thinking of this possibility, Venata only felt a chill in her heart.

In a world where gods actually exist, belief in gods has a different meaning.More importantly, there are indeed people who can get a response, but their response to the informal prayers of ordinary people is not frequent, and the probability is similar to that of a lottery.

However, the current Feysacs have no patience and no capital to wait for the god's response.

"What...will happen next?"

Seemingly unable to bear the suffocating silence, Annie asked in a low voice.

Venata remained silent, and she could only remain silent.

Since the "Miss Justice" who claimed to be Audrey arrived in the family, the decision-making power for major events involving extraordinary events has been concentrated in her hands. Venata is only responsible for handling the parade, and cannot predict the future development.

Venata recalled the day when Miss Justice had just arrived at the family, she suddenly appeared in her bedroom with a tired look on her face.

When seeing Venata, Audrey's first words were the awkward phrase that Emperor Roselle said:

"The wheel of history has begun to roll forward."

Her demeanor is still majestic, commensurate with her status as a saint, but Venata is still keenly aware of the fatigue of the other party, like a gambler who has invested all his wealth on the gambling table at the moment when he decides to leave. revealing expression.

"Where is the front?" Venata asked ignorantly.

"That's the problem." Audrey said, with complicated expressions on her face, it was hard to distinguish between joy and sorrow. "For human beings, no matter where you go, you are going forward."

……

On the Reflecting Star, inside the church.

Forsi finally pushed the last stone tablet to the designated position, then leaned on it and sat down, panting heavily.

The physique of a demigod is indeed very strong compared to ordinary people, but whether it is an apprentice, a fortuneteller or a thief, these three paths are quite weak in increasing the physical body. 5. At most, it is equivalent to the Sequence Seven of the "sailor" and "warrior" pathways.

Moreover, pushing these stone tablets is not purely physical work. If you want to confirm the contents above, you have to inject spirituality into the stone tablets one by one, which is not an easy task.

The most frustrating thing is that all the stone tablets have the same style, and they can't be seen from a distance at all. They can only confirm the order one by one. Several times, Fors found the wrong stone tablet, and it turned out that she pushed the stone tablet away quickly. It took half an hour for Amon to gloat and tell her that she had made a mistake, but she had to start over again.

Speaking of Amon, this guy found a high place and sat down from the very beginning. He found a deck of cards out of nowhere, and started fighting evil with his two avatars...

If it wasn't for the fact that the opponent spent a lot of time in the game, from his position with a wide view, he should have discovered that the stone tablet that Forsi pushed was incorrect.

Fors leaned on the stone tablet that had been pushed to the correct position, and felt that the vague golden figure on the adjacent stone tablet seemed to have an expression at this moment, and was laughing at herself.

This damn guy...

Fors stroked her violently heaving chest with her hands again and again, and only then managed to calm down her emotions.

It just so happened that Mister Fool asked me to write a biography for Mister World. I have already finished "Detective Moriarty" and "Gehrman Crusoe", but there is still a lack of his deeds in the high-sequence...

Fors, who had thought of the way of revenge, made up her mind to write the story of him beating up Amon in the biography of "The World" after she went back—of course, it was a version after subjective artistic processing.

I don't know how long it took, Fors heard footsteps coming from her side, Amon put away his clone, and walked towards Fors with brisk steps.

There was a faint smile on his face. Although he hadn't done anything until now, Fors always felt that he was going to say something that would make people angry in the next second, and he had already made mental preparations in advance.

"Finally finished moving? It's been a day."

Amon yawned exaggeratedly, "Okay, it's none of your business for now."

Fors rolled her eyes exaggeratedly, not wanting to talk to him.

Amon, Amon, every time I want to give you a little more awe, you just speak...

Amon didn't hear Forsi's complaints. It seems that Forsi's previous tactics were indeed effective. Of course, the possibility of him deliberately pretending not to see it is not ruled out. In short, he has not made any comment on Forsi's complaints now. What a reaction.

However, under Forsi's shocked gaze, Amon grabbed the air casually, and unexpectedly dragged out a silhouette of an adventurer wearing a half-height silk top hat, black hair, brown pupils, and cold eyes.

Except that he doesn't have the fearsome temperament of Gehrman Sparrow in the later period, he is almost exactly the same as the adventurer known for his madness!
"This, isn't this the ability of Mr. World?"

Fors turned pale with fright. The visual impact of Amon standing with "The World" was so strong that it almost scared her to death.

"Well, I stole it before, and there are only two left. It's a pity."

Amon didn't care, and looked at the other party curiously, as if seeing him for the first time.

"Although I chose the historical pore image before he became a demigod, the resistance was relatively weak, but after all, it was a stolen ability, and I still dragged that stubborn guy. I was lucky to be able to succeed all at once. "

Amon smiled, "It seems that the blessing that Ouroreus gave me has not expired."

"You, you... why did you invite him here?"

Forsi's sense of fatigue was swept away, and the fear of being dominated by Mister "World" came to mind again, and she hurriedly stuttered and questioned Amon.

"Remember when I told you that this planet is somehow connected to our world?"

Amon ignored Forsi's exaggerated reaction, but said cheerfully: "You can't enter the seal here just by relying on that stone tablet, and you need some other operations."

"As for the specific operation needed... then I have to find someone who has been there to take a look."

Amon stood up straight and patted that Gehrman Sparrow affectionately on the shoulder: "Brother, let us see what you did back then."

In the eyes of Fors and Amon with different meanings, the crazy adventurer Gehrman Sparrow looked at Amon's hand on his shoulder with a complicated expression, as if he wanted to subconsciously put his hand on his shoulder. The hands were opened, but in the end, the rehearsal started under the influence of the extraordinary ability stolen by Amon.

Now, even Mr. World's historical pore image could not escape Amon's poisonous hands...

The corner of Forsi's mouth twitched, she didn't know what expression to show.

I saw that "Gehrman Sparrow" stretched out his hands, took something in the void and read it carefully, and then his eyes froze a little, as if he had discovered something, and then his expression returned to normal.

He took two steps forward, picked up something on the ground, opened it for a look, and took a look in his pocket, but he didn't find anything, and sent a cloud of air into his mouth.

During this time, he stopped talking to another person. Due to the lack of preconditions, Forsi didn't know what they were talking about. He only knew that the other party's status and strength seemed to be equal to that of Gehrman Sparrow at that time. higher.

Afterwards, Gehrman Sparrow took two steps back, as if he was waiting for something. After about seven or eight seconds, he moved the object in his hand to one hand, stretched out his right palm and pointed to a pen. A mysterious symbol was drawn on the non-existent transparent wall.

That symbol is composed of many mysterious patterns and hidden symbols, including the "eyes without pupils" and "twisted thread" that Forsi is familiar with. However, there seems to be something different, and Forsi will not be able to react for a while.

However, even if Forsi didn't understand, Amon beside her could understand the information contained in it.

Amon suddenly realized and nodded, then sneered, and continued to look at the historical pore image of Gehrman Sparrow.

There is still a lot of time for this image to last, and Amon has no intention of canceling the spellcasting or stopping to explain to Fors. Fors has doubts and can only wait for Amon to think of it.

Next, Fors saw in astonishment that "Gehrman Sparrow" suddenly disintegrated, leaving only the black formal suit and half-height silk top hat falling to the ground, and the latter spun a few times.

"No wonder, the historical pore image I pulled out should be His secret puppet at that time..."

Amon clicked his tongue, "But he obviously hadn't reached Sequence Three at that time, and who gave him the historical pore image of this secret puppet? Zaratul?...It's really possible."

"Does this have anything to do with where we are going?" Forsi asked cautiously.

"You mean Zaratul? Of course it doesn't matter, but this symbol can be considered."

Amon thought about it for a while, and suddenly laughed with a "puchi": "Before this, I suddenly thought of one thing."

"Looking at this, it is obvious that the cautious guy put his clothes on the secret puppet when communicating with another person. Now, the time for the historical pore image of the secret puppet is up. Guess his body is now What are you wearing?"

It took Fors a long time to understand this circle, and she subconsciously thought it was a little funny, but she immediately realized that this was Mister "World", so it took her a lot of effort to suppress the laughter that had already reached her lips. go back.

"I really don't know why you are so afraid of him... Logically speaking, he should be much more amiable than me."

Amon said casually, "If He wants to do something to you, you can read your novel to Him."

Then the next day, the lace news in the newspaper will publish that the famous female writer Fors Wall was murdered by the crazy adventurer Gehrman Sparrow. The police judged that there may be emotional entanglements between the two. ...

Fors smiled bitterly in her heart.

(End of this chapter)