The little pastor is taking care of the weirdness of divinity

Chapter 178 The request of the God of Thieves

"Brother Chamberlain, it was really magical just now, wasn't it..." Nemo's wild intuition caught the approach of Chamberlain behind him, and he turned his head and forced a bright smile. The man's bronze skin shone in the morning sun. .Nemo then turned his head again, looked at the thousands of waves of the sea, and said meaningfully:

"Those [mirages] of pirates in the past, like dewdrops meeting the sun, disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, as if they had never existed..."

Chabran swallowed. In his line of sight, Nemo had already been upgraded to level 11, but his body was still translucent. The sunlight penetrated his illusory body and fell directly on the metal deck of the Nautilus.

Chabron walked behind Nemo, raised his hand and used magic, calling for positive energy to heal him.The beautiful blond boy lowered his head, with a gloomy look in his green eyes. Just as he was about to say something, he found a strong bronze hand patting his shoulder.

"Hill... that's not right, brother Chabran. Don't be listless. We just won a big victory and returned with the spoils. Next, we have to go to the center of the Sea of ​​Storms and find the pirates. The king named the mysterious island Atlantis, it’s exciting to think about it!”

Nemo had a hearty smile on his dark face, held his head high, looked toward the turbulent sea, and said:

"I really want to see what the mysterious island you said that only the legendary Pirate King can reach looks like?"

The Nautilus broke through thousands of waves and drifted away.

Time passed, the sun gradually set from the sea level, and the golden fireball was extinguished in the magnificent sea water.

That night, Chabron was still holding the boat along the railing as usual, looking at the black sea churning under the night. Thinking back to what Nemo said in the morning, he couldn't help but murmur:
"[Mirage]... The power of the Laughing Clown and the Whispering Dark Dream... Laughing Clown, why do you want to copy the young Pirate King Nemo and copy the West Where is the Goode Pirates?"

"This sea is indeed filled with my divine power, but I didn't say that this power is under my control." A familiar voice came from behind Chabron.

Chabron was suddenly startled and turned his head.

The laughing clown is standing on the deck!

On His face, a half-white, half-black, half-laughing, half-crying clown mask looked funny and weird under the golden moonlight.

As always, he was dressed in a black tuxedo with his hands in his pockets, a sharp contrast between his well-groomed clothes and his cynical frivolity.Unlike last time, His height this time is no longer that of a little girl, but slightly taller than Chabran.

"Why are you on this ship!" Chabron looked serious.

"My arrival surprises you?" The sarcastic clown made a shushing gesture, waved his hand to create a [Realm of Silence] (three-ring spell) barrier that blocked the sound of conversations, and then said:

"Would you be surprised if I said I was on board the whole time?"

Of course, Chabron could have destroyed the barrier, but he didn't.

The mocking clown stepped forward step by step, as if he were a familiar old friend, he put his hand on Xia Bron's shoulder, and said with a smile:
"I said before that I lost something on this sea. This is the source of [Mirage] on this foggy sea - the space from the foggy sea to the golden desert of the Eastern Continent is integrated with my divine power and becomes The recorder of the story will randomly record the people and things that have left traces in history. The deeper the traces left in history, the more lasting and solid the reflection of the story will be."

"Someone stole part of your divine power?" Chabron asked tentatively.

The mocking clown laughed again - although Chabron could not understand the point of his laughter, the clown shrugged:

"Maybe so."

"The God of Thieves being robbed doesn't sound like something worth bragging about." Chabron laughed.

For some reason, Chabron felt that whenever he saw the mask on the face of the laughing clown, he couldn't help but get angry.He is convinced that the God of Trickery possesses some kind of terrifying spiritual power that even the Blasphemer cannot defend against!
"Actually, it's not that embarrassing," the mocking clown shrugged. "It was a war between gods two or three centuries ago, and the pattern of the gods was reshuffled. The eternal light helped Silver Dragon Zhongdong overthrow the ongoing In the Shadow Dynasty of the [Living and Undead Transformation Test], some gods fell in that battle, but I just lost a little power."

"How should I help you get your lost power back?" Xia Bron asked, crossing his hands in front of his chest.

"It has been written into the "Hero Scroll", and I will naturally have a way to inform you of the rest when the time comes." said the mocking clown.

It seems that the Whispering Dark Dream deprived the Laughing Clown of part of his divine power. Well, the powers of the two gods do have some overlap.

"You should seek help from another god." Chabron said, without revealing how much power he had. "At least you should seek help from your priest."

"As we all know, my pastors are excellent liars and hedonists. I don't trust them. What if they deceive me?" The clown said with a smile as he had no shame in being a true god.

"If I agree to your request, should you pay me a reward?" Xia Bron asked. He seemed to have thought of something and felt sad, then asked: "Can you make a [mirage] exist for a long time?"

"Of course, I swear by the god of lies and thieves." The mocking clown shrugged.

"If you are seeking my help, you should at least tell me why you are on this ship?" Chabron thought for a while and asked in passing.

The mocking clown laughed again. If there was no barrier to isolate the sound, the laughter flowing out of the half-black and half-white mask would definitely disturb others.He said:
"You're so funny. We've been working together as colleagues for a while, and believe me, only the most consummate of con men can look so honest."

After saying that, the laughing clown turned and left. After he moved to the cabin, his figure disappeared into the quiet night.

Chamberlain recalled in his mind the height and posture of the mocking clown's incarnation. It seemed that he could match the outline of his body with that of a familiar person!
A chill shot up his spine.

Chabran followed quickly, rushing to the place where the Laughing Clown disappeared—the shadow of the Nautilus' stern.

On the stern deck, there was no clown, only a silver-haired boy.

He was wearing iron armor and a holy sword on his waist. His body was as straight as a tree, his silver cross bangs were fluttering, and he was looking at the black tide in deep thought.

Paladin Alvis!
"Alves...are you still awake?"

When Alves saw Chabron, he looked away in fear, preventing his eyes from meeting the blond boy, and hesitantly said:

"No, I... Isn't it my vigil today?"

Chabron nodded slightly, knowing that it was indeed Alves' turn to keep vigil tonight.

Alves watched the waves that had been pushed away from the stern of the ship gather again, with a solemn expression and a gloomy look in his eyes:
"And the weirdness on the pirate ship last night really caused me to think deeply, I just need a little time to think about it..."

"Are you saying that the Sigurd pirates suddenly disappeared in the fog? It's as if they never existed..." Chabron asked.

"Yes." Alves turned around - for the first time since he met him, Chabron felt that he had become much softer.I saw the paladin Alvis continue to say:
"I got a strange disease when I was very young, and I always imagined myself as someone else. And when I believed that I was someone else, I felt that Alves never existed from the beginning. This led to , even when I am not sick, I often doubt myself.

"In order to dispel my own doubts, I began to pray to the Lord of Punishment and learn from the more advanced paladins about fighting and how to cast divine spells.

"The training is very effective. I haven't had another attack for 3 years, until...until a few minutes ago..."

　The important magic items on Shabron's body: [Python Staff] [Betrayer's Fang] [Magic Storage Ring] [Horn of Heroes] [Disguise Hat]...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)