Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 487: Master Ron is very lonely (6.6K)

Infiltrating the "Moss Ascetic Order" is the best way for Ron to explore the future, and it is also the most efficient way with the highest success rate in catching the "Hidden Sage".

Frankly speaking, the authority of this evil god is similar to that of Ron in some aspects, such as "peek into secrets", "watch", and "observe" the long river of fate and so on.

The last time, the "Hidden Sage" sensed the danger in this area, so he slipped away in a hurry, making Ron a step slower.

"Damn, these pirates!"

Ron cursed in his heart, don’t you have your own abilities?

The boy suppressed the slightly raised corners of his mouth and pretended to be aloof, ignoring the aggrieved expression on Bernadette's face.

There is only one good father in the world. Children without fathers are like weeds. Even if they are bullied outside, they can only swallow their anger and pretend nothing happened, forcing themselves to smile every day.

"Am I going too far? After bullying the widow, I now bully the orphan child."

Suddenly, Ron's conscience came to his head and he slightly condemned himself. Then he raised his head and said arrogantly:
"Well, I'm just stating a possibility, and I don't like children who are mentally immature."

You are talking about yourself, right?

I didn't expect that a god who was high above and looked down upon the entire real world would be like a hunter on the sea.
Bernadette was in a difficult situation at this moment, because as a "secret peeper", she did not have enough vocabulary to support her in describing what Ron was doing at this moment.

She exhaled to ease the pain in her chest, and remained calm as she spoke calmly:

"This is not a difficult task for me. I can perfectly place you within the Moss Ascetic Order."

Bernadette paused for a moment, and finally hesitated and said:

"I think this compensation plus a reasonable request is not enough to match my needs. What other compensation do you want?"

She was worried that Ron was not working hard enough. After all, judging from the level of performance he had just shown, it was hard for her to feel at ease.

"just you?"

Hearing this, Ron sneered with disdain.

Listen, a demigod is asking the gods seriously what reward he needs. How much do you look down on me, Ron Sothoth?
"I think you'd be a good fit for the Hunter, what do you think you'd have to give in order for me to help you?"

"Dignity? Body? Sealed object? Or offer me your soul and flesh?"

"You can't give me what I want, and I despise what you give me."

For Ron at this time, returning to wholeness is his first desire, and the second thing he desires is to discuss philosophy with "like-minded" people, sort out knowledge, and spread the light of truth to every corner of the world.

In fact, it cannot be said that they share the same ideals. In essence, they are still those creatures or humans that Ron likes.

Ron would be delighted if they could apply the knowledge they gained from him to bring about drastic changes to the world.

This is not only a testament to Ron's wisdom, but also a trivial bit of fun in his long life.

It's lonely at the top, and Ron would be very bored if he didn't humble himself and communicate with these weak creatures.

"Oh, I have everything I want. To be honest, I'm lonely too."

"."

Alas, people at different levels of life have different perspectives on things. He doesn’t care about the reward I offer at all. To Him, the world seems to have lost its meaning long ago. Even human beings are nothing but a repetition of history. Being so transcendent, isn’t He afraid of losing control?

His divinity seems to be dominant, no, his "humanity" is also well maintained.
Hearing this extremely "ordinary" speech, the mysterious queen's eyelids twitched violently, and then she stopped asking questions and stood aside honestly.

At this moment, she felt like a farmer who was worried about his future, and she imagined that the emperor was using a golden hoe to weed and take care of the fields every day.

"Sir, it is very easy for you to enter the Moss Ascetic Order. I have a subordinate who is a mid- to high-level member of the Moss Ascetic Order. With her guarantee, it will not be too difficult to sneak in."

run! Run!

The guy just now was definitely a demigod. Even the captain didn’t have the same level of oppression as him!

Mithor King moved his legs and ran at full speed, skillfully moving through the various paths of Bayam. He turned his head from time to time to check behind him, fearing that he would see the golden hair that was like a nightmare.

As an extraordinary person who uses his brain more, he just acted like a retard and got into a conflict with someone he didn't know the details of. This is simply not his style!

"No, it's because that guy's mouth is too irritating. I have to get back to the Black Death as soon as possible and tell the captain about this!"

With his eyes flashing, the "Smooth-Talker" stepped over a layer of dirty water and turned around swiftly. Just as he was about to get on a carriage on the road, he heard a gunshot.

boom--

not good!

Misor Jin's pupils shrank slightly, and he bent his back and leaped backwards as if conditioned, trying to return to the alley he had just rushed out of.

He had confirmed that the environment there was absolutely safe, and the attacker must have been shooting on the street.

“Damn it! Which lunatic dared to launch an attack on the streets of Bayam?!”

At this moment, there was not much time to hesitate. His body was like a cheetah, and he rushed to a blind spot in just a few moves.

Snapped!
The crisp sound of finger snaps suddenly rang in my ears, and I saw a tarot card spontaneously ignited without wind in the depths of the alley, and a flame more than three meters high rose in an instant. In the orange-red flame, a figure stepped out from the flame.

He was over 1.75 meters tall, wearing a silk hat, a black windbreaker, a shirt and vest, and his trouser legs hung straight down. His overall outfit was meticulously groomed.

"'Trickster' Mithor King, the second mate of Admiral Disease, bounty of 5400 pounds."

Gehrman Sparrow's brown eyes were wildly exposed. He kept moving the five fingers of his left hand. In a cold and hard voice with a hint of excitement, he slowly and calmly explained the origins of the person in front of him.

He really didn't expect that after attending an extraordinary party with Danitz, he would gain something like this on his way back.

Although the cultist's characteristics can be sold for a lot of money, in comparison, the pirate is more valuable.

After a successful hunt, not only can they take away their extraordinary characteristics, but they can also receive generous rewards from the church and the military.

This is simply walking money, which makes the poor crazy adventurer fall into even more complete madness!
"Who are you!?"

"The Wise Man" Mithor King asked harshly, somewhat afraid to look the adventurer in the face whose eyes seemed to glow green.

"His eyes are like a hungry wolf who has been sailing for months without touching a woman!"

boom--

Just as the "Trickster" thought flashed through his mind, another gunshot rang out. Gehrman Sparrow had no habit of talking nonsense and knew very well what it meant to strike first.

The "Trickster" Misor also understood this and was already on guard. When he saw the flash of fire from the muzzle of the gun, he threw a ring that he was holding tightly in his hand to Klein and dodged quickly.

But at this moment, he suddenly saw two white rays like lightning in the eyes of the guy ten meters in front of him.

Interrogator - Mind Piercing!
"what!!!"

His body suddenly froze in place and he let out a miserable howl that was indescribable. It was as if his soul was pierced and the excruciating pain spread throughout his mind, as if a steel stick was inserted and stirred.

A flower of blood splattered from Misor King's shoulder. He staggered back suddenly and almost fell to the ground. His left hand hung limply. The bullet almost crippled his entire left arm.

He actually dodged...

It seems that even with the creeping hunger, we can't underestimate these pirates...

Gehrman Sparrow frowned slightly upon seeing this. He had actually aimed his shot at the opponent's head, but he had not expected the deviation to be so great.

The creeping hunger now meshes very smoothly with him, and the combination of their abilities is hard to guard against.

Seeing that the "Wizard" actually rolled to the ground and used rolling to create some distance, the glove on Klein's left hand suddenly changed, with a hint of madness, and his cold and introverted brown eyes seemed to stand up.

Psychologist——Long Wei!
The invisible pressure spread around Gehrman Sparrow. The body of the "Wrong-tongued" Mithor King suddenly trembled violently, thinking of the "demigod" who almost kicked him to death.

Endless fear penetrated his brain like crazy, and his face turned pale with fear. His instinct for survival made him scream at the top of his lungs:

"Help!!! Someone is killing me!!!"

"Help!!! Someone is killing me!!!"

Seeing this familiar scene, even the cold-blooded Gehrman Sparrow couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

The demon dog is actually me?

On the streets of Bayam, Mithor King, with his left arm hanging down and blood dripping down, was running around like a headless fly. The unspeakable fear in his heart almost made him lose his mind, and he could only instinctively stay away from the terrifying attacker.

His shouting attracted the attention of many passers-by, but the passengers carrying luggage, merchants, vendors, and locals did not try to help after seeing Misor King's miserable condition. Instead, they hurriedly retreated away from the dangerous man who rushed out of the alley.

Sure enough, the next second, they saw a thin figure in a windbreaker, with his hand raised to press down on a silk hat, rushing out from the same position.

boom--

The figure was holding a revolver, and two white lightning bolts seemed to flash in his crazy and introverted brown eyes. He didn't care at all that this was a busy street, and he raised his hand and shot the "Smarttalker" in the knee in an instant.

"Help! Ah!!!"

Misor King suddenly lost his balance and fell to the ground with a thud, like a wild dog with a broken leg. He completely lost the composure of a pirate general's subordinate and even kept climbing on the ground with his hands.

"Forgive me! Forgive me! I will never be a pirate again! I will never brag again!!!"

He yelled in panic, completely losing the will to resist. The lingering psychological shadows kept emerging from his mind, and the fear that was like a thorn in his flesh made him feel cold in his heart.

This was not just from the blond boy, but also from the extreme fear of Gehrman Sparrow's crazy behavior.

At this moment, the "Smart Talker" suddenly felt a huge force on his palm as he was climbing forward. His body, which was climbing on the ground, suddenly stiffened. He saw the brand new and shiny leather shoes on his palm, as well as the straight and wrinkle-free trouser legs.

"Let me go! Spare me! I have a lot of property." Gehrman Sparrow still had no expression on his face. He lowered his head and looked down at the prey at his feet. His brown eyes seemed to no longer suppress the madness and hunger within.

Danger!

Before the "Wizard" could feel any fear for no reason, another gunshot rang out.

boom--

Let you run!
The bullet went through the forehead and into the back of the head. Red blood and grayish-white brain matter splattered out and landed on the open space a few meters away.

The act of the crazy adventurer Gehrman Sparrow killing people on the street not only caused the surrounding people to scream in shock, but also frightened Danitz, who had just rushed over after hearing the gunshot, to the point that his breathing almost stopped.

Shit! How dare he!

I was away for just a short while, and he just killed Lieutenant General Disease's second mate on the street like that!

If you don't kill me, I would really like to thank you for sparing my life!
What a madman!
“Flame” Danitz’s face turned pale and blue, and finally he felt his legs go weak.

Even softer than hanging out all night at the Red Theater a few years ago!
He didn't waste any time, turning around and leaving the crime scene quickly. According to the experience of this 3000-pound, no less than 4000-pound pirate, the Beyonders from the Governor's Mansion or the Punishers from the Church of the Storm were probably on their way.

Hey, what are you looking at? It's just the killing of a pirate. Is it human nature to watch the excitement?
Klein glanced around, feeling quite helpless. He had wanted to use the blood and flesh of the Trickster to fill the last gap of the wriggling hunger, but who knew that after he fired the gun, some of the people around him did not leave immediately, but instead hid nearby and watched the fun.

Well, isn't it too easy to hunt this guy? Why does it feel like his strength is not worthy of the 5400 pounds reward? This is enough to buy a house in Backlund. Moreover, the psychiatrist's "Dragon Power" and "Mind Piercing" seem to have an impact on him that exceeds the level of extraordinary ability itself.

Could it be that the psychological pressure of being a pirate is so great that they even have mental problems?
Without thinking too much, Gehrman Sparrow immediately squatted down and searched for his spoils in full view of everyone.

A wallet with only a dozen pounds in change, a ring is not an extraordinary item
Bah, poor bastard!

Klein spat in his heart, then quickly hid and picked up the extraordinary characteristic of the "Corrupted Baron" that was extracted next to the corpse. He used the magician's method to stuff it into his pocket when no one was paying attention.

After flexing the five fingers of his left hand, Klein decided to hold back and satisfy his wriggling hunger later.

Devouring flesh and blood is an evil thing. Although the character of a crazy adventurer is crazy, he would not do such a cruel thing in front of so many people.

As for the negative effects of the creeping hunger, Klein was not too worried because with Ron's seal, if it didn't get food for a day, it would just go on strike and would not attack the user.

He stood up and glanced at the crowd with a cold gaze, but suddenly saw a big golden retriever hiding in the corner and a beautiful lady who looked very familiar.

Gehrman Sparrow suppressed the corner of his mouth, his gaze lingered for only a moment, and then he bent down and grabbed the ankle of the "Worthy Wordsman", dragging the other's body, which was flowing with brains and blood, forward.

He is going to the Governor's Mansion to collect the reward!
"It's crazy!"

"But what did that gentleman mean by looking at me just now? Did he know me?"

Crouching in the corner, Audrey, dressed in a rather neutral style and wearing a men's casual suit, retracted her head and looked back at the big golden retriever hiding behind her, which also retracted its head.

Originally, she and Susie went out to inquire about the news of the "Moss Ascetic Order" and to look for auxiliary materials for the "Hypnotist" potion, but they did not expect to encounter such a thing.

The moment she heard the gunshot, she thought there were pirates robbing here, but when she arrived, she found that it was exactly the opposite of what she imagined.

The pirates who were so arrogant on the sea and were even warned by everyone not to offend were killed on the street just like that!

"Is this how adventurers capture pirates? That's really cool!"

The noble lady's delicate face unconsciously revealed a hint of excitement. She felt that this way of solving the problem was so simple and full of an aesthetic called violence.

"Woof, Audrey, you're just a psychiatrist, only slightly stronger than a dog. Even if we put all of us together, we still don't have the fighting power of that scary guy just now."

Compared to the owner who still had some girlish nature, the golden retriever seemed much more rational. It poured a basin of cold water on her without hesitation, extinguishing the flames in the noble lady's heart.

"Uh"

Hearing this, the noble lady's face fell, and then she sighed and said calmly in a tone full of academic spirit:
"Susie, you are no longer an ordinary dog. According to normal understanding, I am much better than a dog!"

"However, direct combat is indeed the audience's weakness. Although Mr. Ron said that the audience will undergo a qualitative change after Sequence 4, this also shows that below Sequence 4, the audience is still only good at influencing in secret."

No, why should I compare myself to a dog?

Suddenly, Audrey twitched the corner of her mouth, feeling that she was caught up in a strange state of comparison.

She shook her head in her mind, threw all the chaotic thoughts out of her mind, and analyzed carefully:

"Susie, the gentleman's eyes stayed on me for a second, and even stayed on you for a second, and he showed obvious surprise."

"Normally, this is no problem, but he should be a Beyonder, and his behavior is enough to show that he knows you are not an ordinary dog."

As she spoke, Audrey Hall fell into deep thought and began to pace back and forth in her hidden hiding place. She rested her chin on one hand and frowned as if thinking deeply.

Few people know that Susie is an extraordinary dog. Only a small number of people in the Tarot Club know this. No, they should have expected this. After all, I always buy double the extraordinary materials.
The gentleman just now is a member of the Tarot Club! ?
Is it Mr. Hanged Man? No, that doesn't fit his image at all. In comparison, the gentleman just now is more like
"world?"

The "psychologist" spoke in surprise, having some doubts about this guess in his heart.

After all, this gentleman from the Tarot Club, who seemed to know a lot but was always low-key and silent, showed a personality that was completely different from the gentleman I just met, but there was a hint of similarity in temperament between the two.

"Mr. Ron seemed to have said at the Tarot Club that his companion on the sea was Mr. World. That should be correct."

Recalling the momentary surprise in the gentleman's eyes, as well as his expressionless face without any other emotions, Audrey Hall gradually came up with a guess.

"That Mr. Suspicious World must be very good at acting. Maybe his extraordinary path is related to this."

"What a coincidence."

"Yes, that's right, this style of behavior should be his."

In the Ocean Breeze Hotel, the blond boy lay in the armchair of the luxurious suite and confirmed the noble lady's doubts.

There's no need to hesitate about betraying Klein.

At noon, Ron had finished discussing with Bernadette, and both parties reached an agreement. She would help Ron deal with the "Hidden Sage" and provide a series of assistance including bait. After Ron achieved his goal, he would help her father remove the pollution.

Sunlight penetrates the glass and shines directly into the spacious room.

The girl's face was bathed in the golden sunlight, and the fine hairs on her face were bathed in the light, making her dignified face, which was comparable to that of a high-level witch, look like an angel.

Ron turned his head to look at the noble girl who was sitting gracefully beside him, and found that there was a hint of sadness in her expression.

homesick?
or.
"That guy bullied you? I'm going to beat him up right now!"

The young man suddenly became angry and stood up to go and cause trouble for Gehrman Sparrow.

But at this moment, the girl looked at Ron helplessly, stood up and pushed him into the armchair again.

"Mr. Ron, your reasons are not sufficient at all. Besides, you don't have to find a reason to do bad things."

The "psychiatrist" could see that Ron was just trying to start a conversation with her. As for beating up Mr. World,
There seemed to be a hint of sincerity in his tone.

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Miss Justice fell silent. After a long while, she hesitated and whispered:
"Mr. Ron, I'm afraid I can't go with you."

When she said this, her voice became noticeably faster, and she spoke hastily as if she was about to explain something:

"This morning, I discovered traces of a large number of people being held in the Governor's Mansion. This is likely related to the royal family's slave trade. I also saw a number of gang members who claimed to be slave traders."

Getting to the bottom of all this was one of the reasons why she chose to run away from home.

Audrey knew that Ron had his own purpose, so the boy had been accommodating her all along, whether it was looking for elven relics or searching for clues about the "Moss Ascetic Order", he wanted her to participate in all of it.

"A god doesn't need to go through so much trouble to accomplish such a small task. My existence is obviously holding Mr. Ron back."

The noble lady sighed in her heart, and at the same time she felt a little sorry for the blond boy who was always alone.

As a "psychologist" and having been in contact with Ron for such a long time, her understanding of Ron is not limited to his appearance.

She could feel the boy's loneliness. It was not just a distance in terms of personalities, but also a kind of estrangement from this world that made him treat all this as a drama.

“He always uses words to attack others so that they will remember him by them. No one can understand what he is thinking. Even I sometimes find it difficult to truly understand his intentions.”

"The most important thing is that I can't always stay by his side and hold him back. Besides, the gap between my level and Mr. Ron's is obviously too big. If I want to comfort him and communicate with him, I can only be limited to superficial knowledge."

Her mind raced like lightning, and the noble lady slowly lay down on the reclining chair. Her face was pressed tightly against Ron's chest, her arms wrapped around the boy's neck, and she said in a slightly apologetic tone:
"Mr. Ron, I'm sorry I can't accompany you, I..."

She talked for a long time, but I couldn't figure out what she meant.

Feeling the softness lying on his body, Ron's golden eyes paused slightly, and then a smile appeared on his face.

"Audrey, this is a good thing. If you want to do it, just do it. Even if you accompany me, I will just be a hindrance."

The little bastard's mouth was like this. With just one sentence, he tore the sadness and hesitation of the noble lady into pieces.

"Mr. Ron!"

The girl suddenly became angry and hit the boy's chest hard with her head.

"Audrey, this is indeed a good thing. If you want to become the queen, you must obtain evidence of the slaves sold by the Loen royal family so that you can drive them out of power."

"Besides, you have adapted to the outside world and you are doing just fine without my supervision."

"Working hard to improve yourself is the best way for you to get closer to me."

“Remember your goal, and also remember the kindness you chose to break away from your comfort zone. I hope that after you see everything clearly, you can still maintain your love for life, your innocence and kindness.”

(End of this chapter)