Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 513 Leodro comes out to clean the floor! (Two in one) 6K
'Luckily I am experienced and was able to fool people. In my previous life, I argued with stupid netizens, and I didn't type in vain.'

Compared to Klein's deception, Amon the Blasphemer's title seemed a bit unworthy of its reality.

In the mysterious world, Klein's behavior at this time was beyond the reach of any swindler, cultist, or wild extraordinary person.

This is not to say that no one uses this method to cheat people for money or sex, but even if they do, no one would disguise themselves as a god. More likely they would disguise themselves as a prophet or something like that.

You know, the true names of gods all contain a certain power. Simply writing them down is a risk that weak extraordinary people cannot resist.

If Klein becomes a "true god" someday, then the ordinary name "Klein Moretti" will also have similar characteristics.

Sometimes I think about a historian who overcame numerous difficulties and risks, risked offending the gods, and found the name of Mr. Fool in a secret place.

When he sees this name, which tends to be popular in Loen, he wonders if he will be so depressed that he will vomit blood.

At this moment, the demigod-level witch trembled as if she had lost her mind, and was completely subdued by the tyranny of Lord Fool.

He acted so damn convincingly, it was as if the real great being was present in person.

'I can't tell the difference. I can't tell the difference at all.'

The witch took a deep breath and said with an innocent expression:
"Your Majesty, it is not convenient to discuss this matter here."

"Moreover, this was all planned by the Loen royal family. We are just helpers. In fact, I don't like this kind of behavior."

Cut it off, it must be cut off! Putting aside the facts, isn't this all the fault of the Loen royal family?

Seeing this, Klein felt sick in his heart. He pretended to be dissatisfied and pulled out his left arm. He wiped the water stains on the witch's body expressionlessly. Then he raised his chin slightly and said softly without caring:
"Don't worry. I'm not a devil. If you don't tell me, I can ask someone else. I don't have any other advantages, but I never force anyone to do anything."

Even Klein couldn't hold back after hearing such high-sounding words spoken with such a face, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.

'A great being smiled at me!? '

However, this smile made the witch with a serious imagination suffer from even more serious empty reasoning.

A far-sighted plan, a plan from the gods, her mind was suddenly filled with so many thoughts that the Desperate Witch almost made her brain smoke.

"Uh, Your Majesty, I mean we can talk in a more private place, like my room..."

…………

"The prison where the extraordinary people are held in the Governor's Mansion is right there. This is the information from insiders. It seems that there are some other secrets in the prison."

Richaud held two bush forks in his hands and led Audrey to a remote place in a self-deceiving manner.

The journey was surprisingly smooth and we didn't encounter any guards or soldiers.

'Isn't this a bit too lucky?'

Audrey stared at the old man in front of her with her green eyes, her expression slightly odd.

This extraordinary ability was a great surprise to the noble lady who already yearned for the mysterious world.

However, before she could have any more thoughts, she saw Richaud suddenly squat down and asked her to hide together.

Audrey Hall moved quickly and immediately found a corner. Since she was already in a state of psychological invisibility, she did not have to spend too much effort to hide her body and began to observe any sudden situations.

'That's... Mr. World?'

What caught my eye was a handsome young man with blond hair and golden eyes. It was Klein pretending to be Ron.

Behind this young man, there was a lady with an extremely beautiful appearance, a graceful figure, and a gentle and flattering temperament.

The two men were sneaking around with excited looks on their faces, walking quickly as if they had some unspeakable secret, and they were whispering to each other from time to time.

"That's the Witch of Despair who's on duty here!"

"Your companion is really amazing. He didn't reveal the truth..."

Richaud first warned in a low voice, then sighed and hid himself more concealedly.

"..."

Hearing this, even though Audrey was a respectable and elegant aristocrat, she couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth, and a very funny guess suddenly came to her mind.

'Although, this is Mr. Ron's true character performance,
But last time, the "World" Gehrman Sparrow dressed as a woman and killed "Vice Admiral of Disease" Tracy. Will he use the same trick again this time to kill the "Witch of Despair"? '

"You're not going to sell your body, are you?"

Audrey, what are you thinking about! ? Don't let Mr. Ron influence you!
The plan has changed. There is one more demigod than predicted, so it is normal for Mr. World to change the plan flexibly. Is this to delay the witch who is obviously a greater threat?

Thoughts raced through her mind as she saw the blond boy and the witch sneaking into an attic. The lock clicked and the noble lady's eyes narrowed in astonishment.

For the mission, the crazy adventurer Gehrman Sparrow was willing to sacrifice himself to such an extent. He is worthy of being a member of the "Tarot Club".

He is indeed an extraordinary person who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Mr. Ron!
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During the banquet, Lu Er'an came to the side of the Kingdom Navy Admiral, bowed and reported in a low voice:
"General, that guy and the witch have left. Do we have to find someone to protect them?"

Amyrius Levitt's face was still as serious as ever, and he exuded unquestionable majesty.

He thought for a few seconds and rubbed his frowning brows. He seemed to be unable to understand why this "God of Time and Space" who originated from the Southern Continent acted so strangely.

It was as if you were really attending the party just for the sake of attending the party.

"Since you are on the side of the Seven Gods, why don't you come to me to question me? I have all the evidence ready, but you ran away with the witch?"

Thinking of this, Amyrius Levitt shook his head.

As a Sequence 4 "Law Master" of the Judgement Path, although he was corrupt and accepted bribes, although he forcibly purchased resource-rich manors, and although he withheld naval funds, Amyrius believed that he was still a good person.

After all, everything he did was in accordance with the rules. Even if it was forced buying or selling, he paid a price close to the market price and even took out a considerable loan from the bank for this.

However, cooperating with the Witch Cult to transport people, secretly providing venues, using the army to protect and cover up, and avoiding the supervision of the church, such things outside the rules are not so easy to do.

"If the truth is revealed, I will inevitably become a discarded child of the royal family. An admiral of the kingdom's navy, a semi-autonomous emperor in a colony, there is no one more suitable than this..."

There are few fools who can become demigods.

Whether out of his imperceptible conscience, for his own interests, or for the development of his family, Amyrius Levitt must get rid of this trouble as soon as possible.

As long as I put the blame on the royal family first, no one can slander him.

Before this, it was just an idea, because Amyrius knew that if he did it, there would be no good ending.

After all, this is no different from reporting your immediate boss for corruption and bribery.

Even if you are writing an anonymous report letter, you need certain skills.

However, as Emperor Roselle said, there is always a way out.

This elusive "God of Time and Space" provided a perfect opportunity.

Even if the blond boy was not here to call him to task, Amyrius was planning to expose some minor problems in order to clear himself from this.

In this way, at most he would be suspended from his post and no longer be valued, and even the royal family would not be able to say anything about him.

Because no one can keep a secret from the gaze of a god.

But now, the great being actually ran away with the witch...

Amyrius Levitt looked serious and old-fashioned, and his tone was full of authority that could not be questioned. He looked at the secretary beside him and instructed:
"Wait a little longer and see again."

"Lü Er'an, write down everything that happened in the report."

"Yes, General!"

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Inside the Governor's prison.

"You didn't find anything, and nothing happened here. If someone else entered the cell, you would be awakened and you would shout out the name or position of the person who came out."

Hazy, trance-like, and soft words came out of the noble lady's mouth. Her emerald green eyes seemed to have layers of whirlpools, which were bright and at the same time had a certain intoxicating charm.

Hypnotist - psychological suggestion.

"Sir, we can go in now."

Thanks to Gehrman Sparrow's perfect delay, Audrey, who had just waited outside the attic for a minute, did not notice anything obviously unusual.

So she didn't waste any time, immediately found the entrance to the prison, hypnotized the guards and entered the prison without causing any commotion.

The prison in the Governor's Palace was a semi-underground structure. It was dark, damp, and stuffy, with the smell of urine and an indescribable stench everywhere. However, there was a breeze blowing overhead, making the environment inside the prison not so bad.

As soon as Audrey entered, she immediately closed her mouth and held her breath.

Audrey frowned slightly, looking through the oil lamps emitting black smoke every few meters, and fell into confusion.

The prison here is so large that it takes about ten minutes just to patrol back and forth.

Time is running out and there is no time to waste. She must find the evidence as soon as possible and preserve it as important evidence to overthrow the Loen royal family.

"Sir, do you have a way to accurately find the target you want to rescue?"

"As you can see, this place is very large, and I'm afraid my companion won't be able to hold out that long."

"Although this matter can be solved by asking Mr. Fool for help, this is just a small matter. Perhaps this demigod has a better solution?"

"Have."

Richoide nodded, and after two or three seconds he said in a deep voice:
"You have become lucky enough. I am going to find Roy King now, and you can also go find the target you want to rescue." Lucky?

Hearing this, Audrey Hall was stunned. She looked at her hands stupidly and felt her body condition carefully, but did not find anything abnormal.

"Sir, how should I use this good fortune?"

“It’s simple, just wandering around.”

Just strolling around!? Really?!

While Audrey was stunned, Richaud had already taken a step ahead, and walked forward in a random direction quite confidently, as if he was very sure of his luck and that he would definitely meet a target who needed his rescue.

"."

'Although this is unscientific, it is very mystical'

Audrey Hall muttered to herself, with an unknown feeling in her heart, and randomly chose a direction to move forward with interest.

Along the way, she was in psychological invisibility and did not cause any disturbance. With every step she took, she would look around carefully, fearing that she would miss any important details.

But just as Audrey turned right and was about to look in another direction, she suddenly felt her feet go soft and she stepped on a mouse.

"squeak"

The gray-white mouse squeaked twice in protest, then leaped out quickly and hit the wall with a "bang".

The originally uneven wall suddenly began to ripple, and finally a heavy black iron door was revealed.

This works too! ?

Audrey was completely stunned by this scene.

'What does casual strolling really mean?'

The iron-black door was pushed open forcefully. Amid the sharp and piercing sound of friction, Audrey, who was dressed in a black robe, saw the scene inside.

Deep in the cold dungeon, as the dim lights flickered, a group of hunched figures were reflected in the iron bars, and at a glance there were nearly a hundred of them.

Their clothes were tattered, and their bodies were covered with marks of whips and shackles. They looked desperate and numb. There were young girls covered with whip marks and bruises, skinny old beggars huddled in the corner, and all kinds of pale men and women who had fainted on the ground.

Without exception, they all had scars on their bodies, some blue, some purple, some new, some old.

The air was filled with the smell of mold and blood, mixing into a suffocating atmosphere.

Although the kind-hearted noble lady could imagine the scene inside, when she actually arrived here, she was still speechless.

Children lost their fathers, wives lost their husbands, and parents lost their children.

She had only heard of this scene before, but now she saw it with her own eyes.

"."

Faced with such a scene, the noble lady couldn't curl her lips at all, and even putting away her heavy mood seemed extremely difficult at this moment.

"Is this what Mr. Ron meant? Let me come out and open my eyes and stop listening to rumors or intelligence?"

When she learned about the miserable lives of the residents in the East District, she felt sympathy and pity and wanted to help them. When she learned that the royal family was secretly kidnapping people, she was angry and wanted to uphold justice.

This is the truest feeling in people's hearts and also the truest self.

Originally, she didn't understand why Ron said those words and did those things. She believed that she could change the status quo with the "justice" in her heart and prevent tragedy from happening again.

But now, she realized how naive her previous thoughts were. They were just based on momentary emotions and impulses. When people cannot truly experience it themselves, they will never be able to empathize.

Now, seeing these people in the prison, Audrey Hall no longer felt resentful, nor did she rely on her passion to transform herself into the embodiment of justice and find out the culprit behind the scenes.

'In this era and in this world, I have to do something.'

"Yes, someone has to do it. Just patching it up won't help at all."

Pursing her lips, she picked up the portable camera hanging at her waist and recorded the entire scene.

In order to overthrow the Loen royal family, one must not only gain the support of the church and possess a powerful force behind it, but also seize every opportunity to weaken the other party's strength and find evidence of a crime that no one can accept.

And now, the evidence is in hand!
"Only in this way can we achieve our goal legitimately, Audrey. When did you become so "dirty" and just like those politicians and congressmen?"

With an inexplicable self-mockery in her heart, the noble lady put away her camera and quietly left.

According to the plan, this was just a preliminary exploration of intelligence and collection of evidence. If any riots were really caused, it would alert the enemy and make subsequent rescue difficult.

Moreover, there was no way for her to take all of these people out, so she could only hand over a copy of the collected intelligence to the "Storm Church".

Although the "true god" is very unbearable in Ron's mouth, Audrey, who has been educated in this area since childhood, still has a good trust in it.

Rumbling--

Suddenly, a thunderous roar suddenly exploded from the sky, the earth shook continuously, and the roar continued.

'What's happening outside!? '

ten minutes ago
"Your Majesty, this is the route of human transportation by sea, as well as evidence of our transactions with the royal family. However, this is not all. I only have a part of it."

The Witch of Despair, who had been fooled by Mr. Fool and was at a loss, respectfully handed a bag of paper materials to Klein. Klein opened it and took a look. After confirming that there was no problem, he nodded.

"Very good, you are a smart man."

The blond boy said in a calm tone. As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes swept across the pages of internal materials that recorded the blood and brutality in detail. Suddenly, he raised the corners of his mouth and asked with a smile:

"Besides these, have you done anything bad?"

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The Witch of Despair opened her mouth, and looked a little dazed.

As a cultist, this is beyond doubt. If the witches were simple and honest and only liked to rape people or be raped, they would definitely not be listed as wanted persons by the Orthodox Church.

"I, I once seduced other people's husbands, tried to steal their property, and deliberately provoked them in front of their wives. In the end, I was so angry that I became ill and died."

"Their children will also be seduced by me. I will watch them kill each other for my sake, and finally kill their last relatives, falling into endless despair and regret."

"I will also give male assassins who crave extraordinary power potions, instigating them to become assassins, to kill people, to become corrupt, to make them lose their conscience little by little, and eventually be turned into witches by me."

"I would also whip the slaves, deliberately let them run away, and then catch them and punish them until they lost all will to resist and fell into boundless despair and fear."

"."

Octavia became more and more excited as she spoke, and she licked her lips as if she was savoring the despair that made her feel so "high".

As for why the god in front of her asked this, Octavia thought that it was just a casual remark and would not do anything to her.

Because of this level of existence, most people have lost part of their humanity.

"It's just a few ordinary people who died. Would He kill a demigod like me who has some use for these ordinary people He has never met?"

As expected, the blond boy didn't say anything after hearing this. He just nodded, put away all the evidence documents in the paper bag, and then reached out and patted her shoulder.

"Very good, you are very honest. Has Amyrius Levitt ever been involved in something similar?"

"Your Majesty, that's not the case. That rigid guy won't change his ways. He keeps giving me a sour face all day long, as if I were a criminal."

Klein nodded after hearing this, and then smiled and said:
"You are pretty good and have some value. I will let you go this time."

The young man paused at this point, as if thinking about something, and then continued:
"In that case, I allow you to chant my real name. If you are in danger, I can personally help you."

Hearing this, the Desperate Witch's eyes suddenly sparkled, and her breathing became a little faster.

Selling out the intelligence of the "sect" and using one's own connections is undoubtedly a very despicable and shameless act.

"But what can I do when facing a true God?"

After quickly finding a reason in her mind, the Witch of Despair looked at Klein with a bright smile.

"Your Majesty, what is your real name?"

The crazy adventurer who was disguised as Ron didn't pretend anymore. He took out a "World" tarot card from his pocket, picked up a fountain pen, adjusted it to an angle that the witch couldn't see, and wrote in Giant language:
"Ron Sothoth, save me!"

He silently changed a line and quickly wrote four big words in Giant language.

Leodro
Without a trace of hesitation, although he did not feel the sense of security from the little brat, Klein, who was quite familiar with the level of gods, knew that the moment he put pen to paper, Ron's eyes would definitely look here.

So he threw the pen and paper forward, snapped his fingers, and his body was quickly engulfed by the surging flames in his pocket.

A dry leaf a few dozen meters away from the attic suddenly burst into flames. As soon as Klein stepped out, he felt a gaze from the sky that made his scalp tingle and made him want to bury his head in the ground.

next second.

Thunder fell from the sky.

Klein crawled and rolled as he ran at a very fast speed. The lightning filled with the aura of destruction was as thick as a bucket. Hundreds of them connected together and instantly turned the attic, the witch inside, and the tarot cards inside into ashes, leaving only a huge black pit filled with the smell of scorched earth.

"Fuck, so fierce!?"

Mr. Fool was stunned, and then he felt his whole body. Only after he found that no parts were missing did he breathe a sigh of relief.

But in the next second, a familiar boy's voice suddenly echoed in his mind.

"Klein, you are very brave, huh?"

(End of this chapter)