Allen finally accepted the Fisher family's conditions. In fact, he had no choice but to accept them because he lacked funds and had to accept the control of the financial sponsor.
At the same time, he gained a new understanding of the brother and sister.
Then, the three of them came to a common conclusion that the assassination of the Emir should not be rushed.
First of all, Emile took the lead in causing such a big incident. If he died immediately, Allen would definitely become the object of contempt by many Silver Clan members.
But the death of one person was justified. Even if everyone knew that it was Allen's revenge, they would not think there was a problem. On the contrary, it would increase Allen's prestige and weaken Emir's authority and popularity.
The traitor who told Emile about the Fischer family must be killed as soon as possible.
The traitor was just an ordinary young man, insignificant and easily dealt with. Allen felt that he could handle it himself and resolve the matter without the Fisher family's intervention.
Byrne and Irene didn't have any objections.
Just then, Irene heard very light footsteps in the corridor outside the living room.
"Mystic Ear" can create a ring-like pattern for eavesdropping. The disadvantage is that it requires regular spiritual recharge, and if you want to activate the eavesdropping effect, you cannot be too far away from the pattern.
Irene had undoubtedly painted "secret ears" in many important places in the house, so that the actions of everyone in the house could be heard clearly.
There is only one person in the Fisher family who walks the most silently.
"I'm going to kill him."
The sudden cold voice immediately made Byrne and Allen alert. Someone actually approached them silently, and they didn't notice it at all!
Irene frowned slightly and looked at the person standing in the corner. It was none other than Chris!
Byrne asked in surprise, "Chris, when did you come?"
Chris said nothing, but just stared at his sister calmly.
Allen didn't know Chris. After a long pause, he looked at Byrne who was standing next to him. The latter immediately explained Chris's identity.
It turned out that the beautiful young man with silver hair was also a core member of the Fisher family. His appearance was really too feminine, like a pure white angel described in religious texts.
"Why is his hair color so different from his sister's? Instead, he looks more like a silverborn or an elf?"
Allen felt very strange, but Byrne and Irene could not answer this question. However, the hidden red mark on the back of their hands could prove that there was no problem with their blood relationship.
Irene was silent for a moment, then turned to Allen and said seriously,
"We will resolve this matter, and our meeting today ends here."
Allen understood what the other party meant, which was that the Fisher family had to have internal communications, and he was an outsider after all and it was not appropriate for him to participate too much.
He left tactfully, and before leaving he looked at Byrne and said something seriously.
"Being more rational will make life smoother, Byrne, this is my advice to you."
You're a psychopath who thinks you're the savior, and you're saying I'm irrational?
Byrne's eyes widened, and he pointed at Allen, who was turning away, and then at his own face, wanting to say something but unable to.
Finally he shook his head. It didn't matter what Allen said.
After what happened with Robert, Byrne's trust in so-called friends basically does not exist. Collateral and targets are more important.
If Allen definitely wants to continue, he must rely on the support of the Fisher family, and they will make a decision after continuing to gain benefits.
Irene completely ignored Alan who was leaving, and walked to Chris's side, habitually reaching out and stroking her brother's soft hair.
"Chris, why did you say that just now? Do you know that you are only ten years old?"
Her tone was still gentle, and she obviously treated Chris as a child.
Chris was silent for a while, shook his head, and said, "That is the fate of tranquility."
The fate of the Silent Path...
Erin and Byrne pondered over this sentence, and gradually understood Chris's specific idea.
Chris's judgment is that the power that "Silent Path" will possess in the future will become more and more adept at assassinations and the like.
Therefore, Chris felt that he would become the exclusive assassin of the Fisher family sooner or later, so he wanted to gain experience in this area in advance and train himself with actual combat.
Although it was not a big deal for a member of the Fisher family to want to improve so much, he was only ten years old! If an
ordinary ten-year-old boy had said such an idea, the two would never care, and even just think it was a joke.
But Chris was so different. He had been a little "weird" since he was a child, or it wasn't just "a little" at all.
Irene fell into deep silence. Even though she knew that some criminals or soldiers had killed people at the age of ten, she didn't want her brother to be the same.
Although he always shows his mature side, deep in Irene's heart, Chris is still the fragile, clean and pure baby in the cradle.
She also felt a little conflicted inside. Even though she knew that Chris would sooner or later join the battle and kill people for the Fisher family, and she herself had already reached the point where she could ignore the lives and deaths of outsiders, she still didn't want her brother to become like herself.
She wanted to protect him forever, or rather, keep Chris away from all the dangers and sins in the world as much as possible.
"I digested 'Hunter'."
The sudden words made Irene fall silent, and Byrne was also very surprised, because in his impression, Chris digested the potion the fastest.
It is said that the compatibility of personalities will speed up the digestion of the potion to a certain extent, and Chris has always been taciturn and extremely introverted.
I'm afraid he was born to be the kind of person who is most suitable for the path of silence.
"Come with me, and it's better if I do it."
Byrne walked over and tapped Chris' shoulder, but the boy dodged. Chris basically wouldn't let anyone other than his sister touch him.
He didn't care about Chris's actions, and was not embarrassed at all, but continued:
"But first we need to get you to a higher level, so that we can be absolutely sure that the family can immediately trade for second-level extraordinary materials from the town."
Chris stared into Erin's eyes, caring more about his sister's opinion than Byrne's approval.
"You should be responsible for assisting Byrne, Chris."
Irene smiled and said, "Chris, you are so brave, but I always thought of you as a child."
Late at night the next day, the core members of the Fisher family gathered in the basement and once again performed the ceremony that they were already very familiar with.
"Great Lord of the Lost, I am your most loyal and pious servant."
"I hope you can grant us the power of the Path of Silence and give us new guidance."
Irene prayed devoutly and offered up a second-level supernatural material called "Winter Heart Shell". It was a shell that seemed to be made entirely of ice crystals, with a light blue pearl containing magical powers at its core.
Chris and Byrne knelt on the ground together, silently thinking about what happened that night.
At that time, he also saw the shining white light in the sky and witnessed the miracle of God brought down by the Lord of Loss.
Not even his sister knew, no one in the world knew of his extremely special gift.
While Chris doesn't remember everything like a "deep memory," he does have memories from infancy that last into adulthood.
When he was a child, some adults who came and went would often say greedy and malicious words to others in front of him, thinking that no one else would know.
But Chris remembered it, and gradually understood its meaning as he grew up, becoming more aware of the ugliness in people's hearts behind the words.
Finally, a spiritual glow appeared in the air.
That is the power of the second step of the Path of Tranquility!
"Praise you, great Lord of the Lost!"
Irene's face was filled with joy, and she praised her god with great pleasure.
Chris calmly raised his face, waiting for the spiritual glow to merge with himself, and then he felt a new strength coming from the depths of his soul.
Sequence force "killer".
He sensed an even more powerful supernatural force emerging!
Chapter 63 First Time
The "Killer" sequence is the second step on the path to tranquility.
Obviously, the Path of Silence is a colder path than other stairways to the gods.
Carl was able to see at the time that it was the most suitable for Chris, so he gave it to the young man from the Fisher family.
Chris knelt quietly on the spot, stretched out his hands, slowly clenched and unclenched them, feeling the power emerging from his body, the improvement of his spiritual and physical qualities was almost 50-50.
In addition, he also gained three new extraordinary characteristics.
They are "lethal", "flexible body" and "silent".
"Lethal" is a passive supernatural characteristic. As long as Chris causes serious damage to a living being that is fatal, the "lethal" effect will be automatically activated.
The other party cannot use potions, healing spells, or mysterious objects to help him recover from his injuries, unless the potion, the source of the spell, or the mysterious object is much more powerful than Chris himself.
"Flexible Body" is also a passive extraordinary characteristic. Through its effect, the "killer"'s body can be as flexible as a cat. As long as he is prepared, he will almost never fall to the ground.
Chris's body is naturally very flexible, and with his "flexible body", even acrobats can't compare to him.
The last extraordinary characteristic is "silent", which is an extraordinary characteristic that needs to be actively activated. It will continuously consume spiritual power when activated.
Once the "Killer" activates "Silent", no unnecessary sounds will be made when walking, running or even attacking due to the actions themselves.
Of course, "silently" is not a limitation. If the "killer" himself deliberately speaks, he can actually make a sound.
"Thank you, Lord of the Lost."
Chris closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He would always remember what happened that night.
If it weren't for the miracle of the Lost Lord, there wouldn't be him and his sister where we are today, and there wouldn't be any Fisher family.
——
The news that the Silver Clan surrounded the Fisher Family but were driven away by many townspeople quickly spread throughout the town of Nasir.
People kept laughing at the Silver Races for being cowardly. They were extremely angry but helpless. Many people began to feel dissatisfied with Emile's decision.
Allen, who has become an elder, stated under the certification of the elders that he had not cheated at all and that the so-called accusation of vote-buying was simply nonsense.
He was indeed friends with the Fischer family, but he was not controlled by their money.
In fact, it was because Allen was seriously ill, and just like most of the Nasir people who respected Irene, he was asking her to treat his physical problems.
No one believed it at first, but Allen found a Silver Doctor to testify for him. The Silver Doctor testified that he did have a serious illness that would even affect his lifespan.
The so-called serious illness was, of course, an excuse Allen had thought of in advance and an exculpatory evidence he had prepared long ago.
The Silver Clan were skeptical, but then Allen did something very bold, shocking everyone.
He actually took the initiative to apologize to the Emir and seek peace, expressing his goodwill and hoping that the other party could share the power of managing the clan!
Emile himself was also extremely surprised. Sharing the power of the elders was something that had never happened before. He did not expect that Allen would be willing to give in to this extent.
"Emile, we are brothers of the Silver Clan. Everything I do is for the Silver Clan. A fight to the death between you and me will only make things worse."
"I absolutely don't want those outsiders to laugh at us anymore. The only way for the Silver Clan to go is to unite together."
His words were extremely sincere and direct, and he was famous for his straightforward character, so many people, including Emile, believed him.
Arun told Emir that there was only one condition for him to share the power of the elders, that is, he must deal with the traitor who betrayed him.
Emile thought about it for a long time, but finally couldn't help but agree greedily.
Allen showed a subtle look, knowing very well that he would be accused of being too cowardly by some people, but from now on no one would betray him and join Emir.
——
The young man who betrayed Alan was now very scared, his boots stomping in the woods, his face covered with sweat.
"Damn it! Damn it! How could they possibly reconcile? Allen actually gave in?"
When he learned the news that Allen and Emir had reconciled, he was so frightened that he immediately packed his luggage and left Nasir Town.
If Allen, who became the elder of the Silver Clan, had not died, he would most likely be finished. Moreover, that bastard Emil was short-sighted and actually chose to reconcile. He probably would not think about saving his own life anymore.
The young man did not notice that two thieves who lived in the East City District were following him.
He came to the jungle and wanted to cross part of the jungle to leave the east coast, and finally reach the northwest of the Kingdom of Syat.
Although the journey was extremely long and difficult, the young man was really scared. He knew that Allen was an extremely persistent guy and he would be in danger if he stayed on the East Coast.
He heard from his friends that there seemed to be legendary elves lurking in the jungle.
"Do elves really exist? It would be great if I could meet a beautiful elf and have the chance to taste her beauty."
The young man was tired from walking, so he slowly squatted down under a tree by the river and fell asleep while dreaming unrealistic dreams.
When he woke up again, he suddenly found a figure in front of him. He was subconsciously surprised and thought he had really met an elf in the jungle!
However, the man's voice made the young man tremble all over and sweat ran down his face.
"Are you awake? I remember you. You were there when I gave you the gift."
Byrne was calmly washing his hands by the river, with no intention of attacking at all, but it was that indifferent tone that frightened the young man under the tree.
"Why did you betray Allen? Is he unfriendly to you? Or is it simply because of money?"
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Don't come over here, you bastard!"
Fuck me, of course it's because of the money, the young man yelled and ran away, running almost madly in the jungle, constantly looking back but found that the other party had no intention of catching up.
He didn't catch up?
After running for dozens of minutes, the young man finally stopped panting.
I didn't catch up. Fortunately, I still have a chance to escape...
The young man just thought of this, and suddenly he felt a sharp pain in the back of his heart. He screamed and wailed instantly. He subconsciously wanted to turn around to see who attacked him, but he was pressed to the ground by a force again.
"Have mercy, don't kill me, don't kill..."
He didn't even have a chance to see who the murderer was, and soon died from a pierced heart.
The young man wearing glasses looked like a scholar of aristocratic origin. He stood next to the corpse with a dagger in his hand very calmly, revealing an aloof temperament, as if he was at a height above everyone else.
He had always been a helper, and this was the first time he took someone else's life with his own hands.
Yet, Byrne was surprised to find himself at peace.
It was probably because of those moments of indirect killing that he didn't feel like he had really escaped the relationship.
He stared at the blood flowing on the ground, and surprisingly he no longer felt dizzy. Suddenly, he felt that some shackles deep in his heart were unlocked.
Chris followed, and Byrne stared at Chris standing there, and asked with concern:
"Chris, how do you feel? Are you okay?"
The boy had no intention of answering and just shook his head silently.
Byrne stared at the silver-haired boy who was standing quietly beside the corpse with a dagger in his hand, and suddenly recalled the time when he dealt with bandits when he was traveling with his father.
Now, it is his turn to lead Chris.
Byrne did not intend to ask the gang of thieves to deal with the body. Instead, he was cautious and had to do it himself. When he turned around to get the tools, he suddenly stopped.
He said something else seriously:
"There is something I may need your help with, Chris. Actually, I have been investigating the situation of Isaac Knight's family recently."
After saying that, Byrne took out a piece of paper with the "Mystic Ear" circle symbol drawn on it from his arms and handed it to Chris who was looking over. He took a deep breath and continued,
"I hope you can attend the tea party there with Margaret, and find a chance to post it in a less conspicuous place. Only women and children are allowed to attend that party, so I can only entrust you with it."
Chapter 64 Rune Fusion
Carl's consciousness often looked down at the sky, silently watching the entire Silver Clan event unfold, and he knew very well that there was no need for him to take any action.
After all, Nasir's Silver Clan only consisted of a few hundred people on one street.
Over the past ten years, all families with serious illnesses in East City have received help from Irene. Coupled with the power of John, a maritime merchant at the dock, the Fisher family now has a huge influence.
Erin's daily hard work has undoubtedly paid off.
"Moreover, when many people learned that Irene was going to get into trouble, I'm afraid the first thing they thought of was not 'I have received a favor, I am grateful to Irene and I want to risk my life for her'..."
"In fact, it's the thought of 'What if I don't have Irene in the future and I get seriously ill?'"
Any attempt to attack Irene would affect the fundamental interests of those people, which is also an important reason why people who master "herbs and medical treatment" have easily become priests since ancient times.
He is now also trying to do something "new". After all, it is too boring to just "watch villains" at ordinary times, and he must find a way to relieve his boredom.
Since Lucius' death, "Protection" has evolved from an ordinary rune to a more advanced spiritual rune "Iron Wall", and Carl immediately had a bold idea.
Is it possible to somehow make the runes that connect Byrne and Irene's soul imprints evolve into advanced spiritual runes, or even make the "Iron Wall", which is already a spiritual rune, evolve to a higher stage?
Carl gradually tried, hoping to integrate the runes within his own soul.
Nowadays, the Fisher family has a limited number of members, and the soul imprint of the "weapon" rune, which has been vacant, can only be given to the young Darren, which is obviously not very useful.
Until recently, he finally figured out a way to decompose the "weapon" rune into a more basic "rune essence" and then have other runes "eat it".
Devouring and evolving, just like what he has always done.
Carl also discovered through research that each rune contains a different amount of rune essence, and the requirements for their evolution are also completely different.
If you want to evolve the "acceleration" rune based on a collection-level artifact into a higher-level spiritual rune, you only need to extract three ordinary runes from collection-level artifacts of the same level.
And if you want to evolve the "healing" rune, which is probably based on a forbidden-level artifact, you will need more than thirty ordinary runes extracted from collection-level artifacts.
He even discovered that even the spiritual rune "Iron Wall" still had the possibility of continuing to evolve.
However, the amount of rune essence it requires is an almost enormous number, and it is a situation that does not require any consideration at this stage.
So he finally decided to break down the "Weapon" rune into its essence, and feed it to the "Acceleration" rune one by one.
The blue acceleration rune was shaped like a triangle, fluctuating slightly inside Carl's soul, becoming brighter, and the actual acceleration effect was also improved to a certain extent.
"Success!"
But if you want to truly evolve, you need to "feed" it two more ordinary runes, or give it runes extracted from treasure-level artifacts in one go.
After fusing the runes, Carl's invisible consciousness wandered around the town within reach as usual, and suddenly he felt an extremely tempting breath.
It was some kind of magical object that was more powerful than ordinary magical objects, and it suddenly appeared within his perception range!
Just like being tempted by delicious food, he immediately pulled his invisible consciousness over, and then he "saw" a man in a black robe and a black mask, sitting calmly in a carriage, moving along the street.
That's the carriage belonging to the Isaac Knight family!
Carl could clearly feel that the man in black robe possessed the strength of the "transformation" level, and was carrying a mysterious object that should be of the "treasure" level.
He is a noble who possesses the power of blood, and the blood he possesses is of the "earth" type.
Strange, based on Carl's understanding of Nasir for ten years, there is no such person in Nasir. That guy is an outsider.
"He seems to have a problem. His specific strength is almost at the lower level, but the 'treasure' he carries is probably more troublesome than his strength itself."
In any case, he conveyed his will to the Fisher family, urging his relatives to offer better mysterious objects.
And it would be best if he could obtain the rare objects owned by that mysterious man. Now, the mysterious objects that are only at the "collection" level are no longer enough to satisfy him, and breaking through the next few seals is simply a distant dream.
——
"I feel the will of the great Lord of the Lost!"
Irene, who was praying in the basement, suddenly became cheerful and a happy smile appeared on her face.
She sensed the will of the Lost Lord, and then heard a noise. It turned out to be Byrne coming down the stairs to the basement.
"You heard it, too, Irene."
He looked at Irene solemnly, and the girl nodded calmly.
"A mysterious man, a guest of the Isaac Knight Family, has something that my Lord wants."
Byrne nodded, slowly raised his hand, blue light appeared in his eyes, and told what had just happened.
"I feel one thing. The power of the runes that can be activated seems to have been improved. I seem to have been further blessed by the great Lord of the Lost."
Irene was not jealous at all, but smiled from the bottom of her heart and congratulated:
"Congratulations on gaining more divine favor! Byrne! Your piety and behavior must have been noticed by our Lord!"
Byrne didn't have any special ideas at first, but he felt embarrassed the moment Irene finished speaking.
Because he believed that he was loyal to the Lost Lord, but his level of piety was nothing compared to Irene's, but he was the first one to receive further favor from God.
"Byrne, we cannot always enjoy God's favor without giving back to our Lord. The great Lord of the Lost has already bestowed grace upon the mortals under His protection. We must also learn to do our best."
After Irene finished speaking silently, she stared at the silent Byrne very calmly.
The meaning of her words was very clear. Whether through trading or other methods, she had to obtain the mysterious object and offer it as a sacrifice to the great Lord of the Lost.
Isaac family, right? It doesn't seem like a coincidence. After a moment's hesitation, Byrne continued:
"We discussed this a few days ago. There might be some problems with the Isaac family. Let's wait until the 'Myr' Chris brings is sent in before making any plans."
When he first learned that Margaret was participating in the tea party, he had become wary.
Because since ten years ago, Byrne has been constantly studying and reading books about religion, and he can think of many things.
He did not directly restrict his stubborn wife. Instead, after giving her some reminders, he gave Margaret a piece of paper with the "Myr" symbol printed on it to carry with her, and also gave her a female guard who could go to the tea party with her.
Then Byrne contacted Granny Nada's sons and asked the thieves' gang to collect intelligence and secretly investigate the current situation of Isaac's family, but they never found any problems.
Irene thought about it for a moment, then shook her head and said, "At least I haven't heard anything special during this period of time."
"I even thought that there was nothing wrong with the Isaac family's gathering, but according to the oracle of our Lord, a mysterious person with second-level strength suddenly appeared in the Isaac family's carriage, so now I feel uncertain again."
Having lived in Nasir for ten years, both of them were very familiar with the Isaac Knight family.
The head of their family is Mrs. Isaac.
She was a female knight of upper-level origin strength, with superb swordsmanship and a serious and dignified demeanor.
In addition, she has a younger brother who is in his thirties. He is a bloodline knight of the middle position of the origin and also an "elemental" type spellcaster. He is an extremely rare lucky person who can practice both at the same time.
But they had never heard of any bloodline knights who had reached the metamorphic level in Nasir today.
Byrne clenched his fist silently, sensing that an unknown crisis had come to Nasir Town, and that it might even endanger his family, so he resisted the urge and continued:
"We must be cautious enough and not rush into action with unknown extraordinary beings. Let's collect intelligence first."
"Well, indeed, the Fisher family must always be cautious." Irene nodded, agreeing very much.
Chapter 65 Tea Party
"Chris, do you want to come to the party with me? Your sister won't mind, will she?"
Outside the Fisher family's house, Margaret in the carriage frowned and asked Chris.
"Won't."
Chris shook his head silently and said no more.
If someone else did this, Margaret would think that the other person was angry or disrespected her, but everyone knew Chris's situation.
He is really a very quiet child.
Margaret didn't like Byrne's arrangement very much. It was normal for her to tell him every time she went to a party, but she had to carry the paper and bring guards with her, which made her feel that Byrne didn't respect Mrs. Isaac very much.
Recently, she always felt that Byrne was becoming more and more assertive. The gentle man in the past was obviously not that kind of person.
The carriage slowly drove towards the residence of Isaac Knight's family in Nasir Town.
White fog covered the streets of Nasir. The world was so quiet that it was almost isolated from the outside world. The two people in the carriage gradually could not hear the sounds from outside. Only the repetitive and rhythmic sound of the wheels kept echoing in their ears.
"We are here, Madam Margaret, Master Chris."
The coachman's voice sounded outside, and Margaret said in the car: "Thank you for your hard work. Chris and I will come out at the old time."
The two men who got off the carriage and a female guard came to the Isaac family's manor together.
In the quiet manor, the tranquility and pleasant scenery make people intoxicated. When they step into the gate of the manor, they are greeted by a stone path with flower beds on both sides planted with colorful flowers.
The two followed the path deeper into the cave, and a lush green area appeared before their eyes. The vast lawn was as smooth as a green carpet, but the visibility was much lower in the fog, which was a pity.
The Isaac Knight Family is the most historic knight family among the several knight families in Nasir. Their ancestor was already a knight when the Syat people were still members of the Flame Clan.
Mrs. Isaac had emerged from the mansion with several servants.
It was the first time that Chris met Mrs. Isaac, a female blood knight and the head of the Isaac family.
She looked to be just over fifty years old, with wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, sagging skin, and extremely high cheekbones that highlighted her serious look, but her deep-set eyes still sparkled with wisdom and strength.
"Good day, Margaret."
Mrs. Isaac nodded slightly, her tone serious.
"Good day, Mrs. Isaac. I have brought a child here today who also wishes to hear the teachings of the moon."
Margaret responded with a smile, no doubt close to Lady Isaac.
She married and moved from the city of Finn to the remote town of Nasir. She had few friends and felt increasingly lonely. Mrs. Isaac's gatherings gave Margaret a lot of emotional value.
Mrs. Isaac then looked at Chris and nodded calmly and solemnly.
"Chris, you are Ms. Irene's brother, right? I've heard of you, and you are as beautiful as the rumors say."
She frowned slightly as she spoke, as if giving compliments was a difficult thing.
Chris actually didn't like being praised for his beauty, but he didn't say anything.
"Chris, he is indeed a very handsome boy. His sister, Ms. Irene, is also a beautiful woman. The bloodline of the Fisher family has always been good in appearance."
Margaret smiled. In fact, the Fisher family was indeed very attractive. The low point in the family's appearance was her obese son, Darren.
However, Margaret didn't think her son was fat at all, and she was certain that her son would become a handsome man when he grew up.
Mrs. Isaac nodded and continued, "As I told you, I have actually met Ms. Irene several times. She cured the hidden disease in my legs, and I was deeply impressed by the girl's temperament."
"Let's go, don't keep others waiting, let's go to the party."
She and Chris followed Mrs. Isaac into the mansion and into the living room.
Candles were lit in the reception room, revealing a bright yellow hue. There were already more than a dozen people waiting here, and several tables were filled with tea and snacks.
Those who came to the tea party were women and children, most of them were the wives and children of the wealthy people in the town. Everyone talked enthusiastically and constantly exchanged the information they had.
"Mrs. Margaret, you are here."
"We have been waiting for you for a long time, Lady Margaret."
"Wow, this kid must be Chris, he's even cuter than you described!"
Chris naturally sat at the table where the children gathered.
Margaret smiled and talked to the women, speaking quickly and obviously excited.
"It finally doesn't rain every day anymore. The weather was really bad a while ago."
Chris, who was sitting next to the child and eating desserts in silence, suddenly realized something.
Of course, the reason why Margaret was so keen to attend the tea party was not just because of her belief in Ms. Moon.
What's more important is the "circle" issue. Since all the rich and noble women in the town have joined in, she would easily be excluded by everyone if she refused to participate in the tea party.
Leaving Finn City and marrying here was already a sacrifice. Byrne was extremely busy, and Margaret could not find relief from his loneliness, so she joined a tea party for women to seek emotional value.
Moreover, in her eyes, there was nothing wrong with the tea party itself, it was just that her husband Byrne was a little neurotic.
The solemn Mrs. Isaac did not disturb anyone, but sat quietly in the main seat with her hands in front of her, waiting for more than half an hour.
She waited until the women had finished their conversation before she spoke,
"Everyone, please be quiet. Okay, our discussion today is about to begin."
"I hope everyone still remembers what I said last time about Lady Moon's teachings. Only she can truly care about the weak."
"As those who are rich and powerful, we should shoulder the greatest responsibility to help the weak."
Mrs. Isaac took out a volume of books belonging to the Silver Moon Church and distributed them to the women. She calmly began to interpret and discuss the doctrines. The whole process seemed extremely calm and normal.
Yes, that's normal.
The Silver Moon Sect was one of the six orthodox sects, and spreading her beliefs was not heresy in any way, so there was nothing wrong with this tea party.
The tea party lasted about two hours. At the end, Mrs. Isaac looked at Chris and stared at him meaningfully for a while. Then she turned to look at Margaret and smiled faintly.
"I suggest that everyone donate money to the orphanage opened by Ms. Irene."
Everyone was stunned. Although Mrs. Isaac had always advocated that everyone help the weak, this was the first time she asked for money.
"Everyone should know about Ms. Irene's hard work and kindness. Many people in the slums of East City have received her kindness. I have always respected her very much."
Mrs. Isaac paused, then continued, "It's a pity that she was too busy and too devout in her faith in the Lord of Redemption to come to our tea party."
"I want to contribute to the orphanage and share the heavy burden of Ms. Irene. I hope everyone can donate money together."
She paused for a moment, and finally said calmly: "Well, I'll give you five gold coins. You don't need to take too much money, just do your best."
The development of the matter was completely unexpected by Margaret and Chris. Mrs. Isaac actually called on everyone to donate money to the Fisher family orphanage.
At the same time, in an alley a few hundred meters away from the Isaac Family Mansion, Irene, dressed in black, sat silently in a carriage, listening to all the conversations at the tea party through the "secret ear technique".
She frowned slightly and said to herself,
"It's really strange. Why do I feel that she does not seem to have any problems?"
Irene had met Mrs. Isaac several times, but had never sensed any malice from her. Her extraordinary ability to "listen to malice" had never taken effect once. The other party might really respect her.
However, the mysterious stranger mentioned by the Lord, who possessed the second-level power and carried a mysterious treasure, still gave Irene an extremely ominous premonition.
Chapter 66 Poseidon Cult
Mrs. Isaac's words were weighty, and the atmosphere of the tea party had reached this point, and those who talked about helping the weak every day had no reason to refute.
But the specific amount of money to pay is a headache for everyone.
Fortunately, Mrs. Isaac was well prepared and gave everyone present a piece of paper to write on, indicating that the donation was anonymous and did not count the amount. Many women immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
The document will be written here first, and the donated money will be paid by Mrs. Isaac. Then others can give the agreed money to Mrs. Isaac.
Before the tea party ended, Chris pulled Margaret's clothes, pursed his lips, lowered his head and said nothing.
But what he expressed was known by the experienced adults.
Soon a servant came and led Chris to the bathroom.
Out of sight of everyone, Chris saw a portrait of a mermaid when he passed by the wall. His hands were as flexible as a skilled magician. He easily took out the paper with the "Mystic Ear" mark and hid it behind the painting.
While he was in the bathroom, the servant outside joked:
"Maybe there is a god in the world who controls bathrooms."
When Chris returned, he heard Mrs. Isaac clapping her hands. She sat on the main seat and said calmly and solemnly:
"Well, ladies, let's end today's tea party here."
Mrs. Isaac looked specifically at Margaret and Chris again.
"You guys stay here. I need to communicate with your Fisher family about donating the money to Ms. Irene's orphanage."
Chris didn't want to stay with Margaret at all, but her reasons were very convincing.
So after everyone else left, only Margaret and Chris stayed, and Mrs. Isaac personally handed over a donation of thirty gold coins in the form of banknotes to Margaret.
Mrs. Isaac stretched out her slightly aged hand and said solemnly,
"Margaret, please give the money to Ms. Irene. Helping children is what Ms. Moon wants. We can't just sit here and talk without doing anything."
Margaret was very touched and said, "Thank you so much. I never thought you would be so generous. The orphans will definitely be touched."
Hey, Chris who was standing next to him suddenly thought of something very important.
Since the information is anonymous and the figures are not made public, only Mrs. Isaac herself knows how much money Mrs. Isaac gave to the Fisher family orphanage and how much money everyone donated.
Due to various psychological reasons, I'm afraid everyone will not reconcile each account one by one in private afterwards.
"I heard you say at the last tea party that you were pregnant, Margaret."
Mrs. Isaac picked up a cup of tea, turned her back, and suddenly asked a question about Margaret herself.
"Well, yes, I hope to have a girl. Darren is too lonely. It would be nice for him to have a sister."
Mrs. Isaac nodded and continued:
"Margaret, the number of offspring that each extraordinary person can produce in his lifetime is limited. Each of your children will be the future and hope of the Fisher family."
Although the specific reasons are unknown, extraordinary people do have very low fertility, and there is a limit to the number of offspring they can give birth to in their lifetime. Even the people themselves can vaguely sense this and know whether they have reached the limit.
According to the major orthodox churches, these are restrictions imposed by the gods.
The extraordinary beings in the Second Era were able to reproduce continuously and have endless offspring, so they did not need the existence of mortals at all, which eventually caused a "heaven-shattering disaster" and led to the complete destruction of the Second Era.
It is now the fourth era. The first three eras and all living beings before them have come to an end due to various "calamities". Only the supreme gods have continued to stand in the world.
"Actually, I haven't thought about things that far ahead. I just hope that my child won't regret being born."
Margaret smiled happily, gently stroked her belly, and lowered her head slightly.
She didn't feel at all that Darren and the new baby had anything to carry.
They don't need to be the future nor do they need to carry hope. All they need is to live a happy, healthy and peaceful life.
Mrs. Isaac remained silent for a long time, as if she was thinking about something that needed to be carefully considered, and then she said calmly:
"I have a bottle of potion that I got from a priest of the Silver Moon Church. It can help your child grow up more smoothly, Margaret."
After she finished speaking, she left for a short while, then took a bottle of dark blue potion and handed it to Margaret.
"Drink it, it will be good for the child, he, oh, she will have the blessing of the Lady Moon."
Margaret smiled, but did not drink it directly. Instead, she said, "Thank you, I will drink it when I get home."
Mrs. Isaac was silent for a while, then nodded, but she did not refuse or force.
Margaret and Byrne had an agreement that they should never participate in any rituals at the tea party, not pray to any mysterious beings, not drink any potions or specially colored drinks, and not stay alone.
She asked Byrne curiously at the time.
"Why do you know so much about this? Besides, Ms. Moon shouldn't have any problems."
Byrne was silent for a long time, then said that he had read a lot of books on religion and mysticism, so he might be a little neurotic in this regard.
The two then left Mrs. Isaac's house, and the latter walked Margaret and Chris all the way out of the house before returning home in silence.
Irene in the carriage waited calmly, looking outside.
There was white fog outside, and the whole world seemed to be shrouded in some huge mystery. The quiet and peacefulness of the town seemed likely to be broken in an instant.
"Why did you come back to see me? I really thought I would never see you again."
Suddenly, Mrs. Isaac's slightly annoyed voice entered Irene's ears.
Well, who is she talking to?
Irene realized that what she could monitor today would probably be completely different from before.
"I really don't want to see you. The Isaac Family now has a new position. If it weren't for your arrival, everything would be peaceful!"
"Have you said enough, my sister?"
Suddenly, a completely different male voice appeared in her ears.
The two words just now refer specifically to the younger sister, but Irene knows one thing very well, that is, Mrs. Isaac has only one younger brother and never any older brothers.
Or maybe, no one knew that she had a brother.
"Sister, no member of the Isaac family can escape this fate. Our great-grandfather chose this path, so we, as his descendants, must continue on this path."
"When you were young, you were a loyal member of the Poseidon Cult. You killed people from the Storm Church yourself. Your hands are already stained with blood. It is ridiculous for you to want to get rid of everything now!"
"Okay, did you give her the potion? Did you watch her drink it?"
Irene heard Mrs. Isaac's tired and helpless voice.
"Well, I gave it to her, but she refused to drink it on the spot."
"What? Why don't you force her? If the elements of the ritual are missing and the mission cannot be completed, the priest will definitely not forgive the Isaac family!"
"You'd better think about it carefully and check the matter of the potion! Don't think you can get away with it!"
Her brother was obviously not very satisfied, and even a little frustrated. Then there was a heavy slam of the door and a long sigh.
Poseidon Cult.
Of course Irene knew that name; it was the number one enemy of the Storm Church on the East Coast.
Their organization is much more cohesive and powerful than the original jungle natives, with a very long history and profound heritage. The primary task of the Storm Bishop of the East Coast region is to completely eradicate this group of people.
The men set their sights on the port town of Nasir.
Chapter 67 Report
The Poseidon Cult has many extraordinary people who have reached the metamorphic level. There is no doubt that it is a force that the Fisher family cannot contend with.
Irene had originally thought that if the other party was an illegal transcendent with a bad identity, with the power of the Fisher family, they could try to swallow them up and seize the mysterious treasure-level object.
But the power of the Poseidon Cult is simply not something they can resist.
"Caution" and "secrecy" are the two most important principles of the Fischer family.
She knew that it was not the right decision to rob another gang, and the best decision was to report the Isaac family.
However, reporting will obviously bring about two obvious problems.
The first problem is the lack of evidence. Although the secret ear technique has the effect of eavesdropping, it has no ability to record sound at all. What she heard was just "one-sided words."
The bottle of potion alone was not enough as evidence, because Mrs. Isaac could have simply denied it and said the potion did not belong to her at all and that it was a false accusation in order to buy time.
The Isaac Knight Family is a prestigious and influential family in Nasir. It is impossible to convict them based on their own words alone. The appearance of the potion can only attract the Storm Church to investigate.
The second problem is that if the Church of Storms finds serious problems after investigation and deals with the Isaac family, then the mysterious artifact carried by the mysterious person of the Poseidon Cult will also be confiscated by the Church of Storms.
She would not be able to fulfill the oracle given by the Lord of Loss.
"Well, it is indeed a somewhat uncomfortable choice."
if...
Irene thought about another possibility, which was to forcibly incite everyone in the family to attack the Isaac family regardless of any danger or consequences.
First of all, the Poseidon Cult has a deep foundation, and they are likely to be destroyed because of this, and an innocent attack on an extraordinary family will be considered an illegal act.
"I absolutely cannot do that. Oh, Lord, please forgive my cowardice. I am not afraid of death, but I do not want to die meaninglessly."
As for leaving the pagan group around without dealing with them for the time being and waiting for them to complete some unclear rituals, this option is unthinkable.
She finally made a decision. Even though she wanted to fulfill the oracle of the great Lord of the Lost, acting impulsively would destroy the Fisher family.
cautious.
Irene recalled Lucius' words in her mind. The great influence that lazy and free-spirited man had on the Fisher family could never be erased.
"Remember, always be a wise coward, not a brave jerk."
"Because your judgment will affect more than just one person. Don't provoke those who the Fisher family cannot afford to offend."
I see, thank you, Uncle Lucius.
In the richest northern city of Nasir Town, there is a church belonging to the Storm Church.
All the port towns and cities in the continent of Oden have churches of the Church of Storms without exception, but the faith of Storms is rarely seen in the inland.
Many inland people even think that the Storm Church's status as one of the orthodox churches is not worthy of its reputation.
After Irene told Byrne her idea and got his consent, she immediately went to the Storm Church.
The white dome church is quite solemn and dignified. Its walls are made of ancient stones, giving it a solid and heavy feeling. There are carvings symbolizing sea breeze and lightning above the four spires of the church.
A huge bell that has been there for a hundred years hangs in the bell tower at the top. When the strong sea breeze blows, the heavy bell sound will echo throughout the entire northern city area.
The priest of the Storm Church is a kind-looking bald old man who is indifferent to worldly affairs. He rarely participates in any activities on weekdays, and he will not refuse the invitation from the lord Baron Hoven himself.
The old man, wearing a dark blue robe, knelt before the majestic statue of the Lord of Storms, lowered his head, and muttered to himself:
"Lord of the Storm, your majesty and power make your people prostrate themselves in prayer. Your majestic singing makes the waves and the winds submit. We are all schools of fish swimming under your command."
"Your Excellency the Priest."
Irene came into the church calmly, wearing a black robe and veil.
The old man stood up slowly and tiredly, turned around and stared at Irene with his aged eyes and said,
"Ms. Irene, is there anything I can do for you? Please come with me to the reception room."
He had also been treated for some minor ailments by Irene and still had a good impression of her.
The power of this storm priest is at the origin, and his clergy rank in the church is the second-level priest. He has been staying in Nasir for decades, but the time he has left the church is very few.
Irene stared at the majestic statue of the Lord of Storms in the church. There was a suffocating power in His eyes that made people want to kneel down and surrender. The absolute pressure made the storm and thunder feel fear.
She claimed to be a believer of the Lord of Redemption, not a believer of the Lord of Storms, so she just bowed slightly to the old man and said calmly,
"Master Priest, I want to report something. I hope you can notify higher-level church personnel to come to Nasir to investigate."
"What did you say?"
The Storm Priest narrowed his eyes, his expression became a little serious, and said, "Who do you want to report?"
"Mrs. Isaac, she is actually a member of the Poseidon Order, and so is her brother whom she never mentioned."
Irene answered calmly, but the Storm Priest's narrowed eyes widened!
"What! What you said is true?"
Madam Isaac, he has known that woman for decades. She is a serious old friend. After a long silence, the Storm Priest said,
"Ms. Irene, I must seriously warn you that your accusation is extremely serious! If it is finally determined to be a false accusation, the church will definitely severely punish you and the Fisher family!"
Accusations of heresy are indeed very serious matters. After all, those who are considered to be cultists will eventually be wiped out by the Orthodox Church.
In order to prevent the nobles from using accusations of heresy as a weapon to eliminate dissidents, the major churches also treated such matters very seriously.
Irene's tone also became serious and solemn: "Well, I know its seriousness, Master Priest. My family heard the secrets of the conversation with their own ears when they attended Mrs. Isaac's tea party. There is no way they could be wrong!"
"Mrs. Isaac and the others seem to be trying to complete some kind of ritual. We will definitely find the problem if we investigate."
Rituals?
That is something that needs to be taken seriously. The old priest had a solemn look on his face, knowing that many villages and even towns had been destroyed by the terrifying power of heretical rituals.
"In that case, I don't have the authority to investigate a knight family. I'm afraid I need to ask the bishop's deputy or a third-level priest to come in person."
The old priest nodded, paused for a moment and continued,
"The journey here is long and difficult. I'm afraid it will take about a week for the carriage to reach Fein City and then bring people back."
"Okay, I understand. The Fisher family will cooperate with the Storm Church at that time."
Irene nodded again in respect, then turned and left the church.
The old priest waited until the girl left, then finally let out a long sigh.
"Alas, I hope the report is not true. Although I don't want the kind-hearted Ms. Irene to be punished, but Isaac...you must not be confused!"
He was already over seventy years old, and he had few old friends left in Nasir, and the strong and stubborn Mrs. Isaac was one of them.
However, the old priest's years of experience and intuition in religious work made him very clear in his heart that Ms. Irene was not making a random attack, and Mrs. Isaac probably really had a problem, it was just a matter of whether it was big or small.
——
Mrs. Isaac stood at the window of the mansion, gazing out at the familiar scene.
The white mist gradually dissipated, and the buildings in Nasir looked extremely peaceful and beautiful. The gentle sea breeze also made people feel very cordial.
But there are still a few days left before she has to destroy everything in front of her with her own hands. By then, thousands of people might die and the entire town might fall apart.
After the ceremony was completed, Mrs. Isaac herself could no longer stay in this town and had to leave before the strong men from the church and the kingdom arrived.
She had to return to her "homeland" on the sea and throw herself back into the arms of the Poseidon Cult.
Mrs. Isaac sighed and said to herself,
"Three days, only the last three days left."
"Then, it was all over."
The building is about to collapse, and the emperor is knocking on the door.
Chen Zhuo traveled through to the collapsing Great Qi Dynasty. He wanted to rely on his special ability to gain skills by absorbing work experience to live an interesting life in this foreign world. However, he did not expect that the world would change unexpectedly and people would be in danger at any time. In order to survive, he had to be involved in this chaotic world.
What exactly does a secret agent of the Imperial Palace need to know?
He should know a little bit of martial arts, a little bit of marching and fighting, a little bit of studying things to gain knowledge, a little bit of the general situation of the world, a little bit of Qimen Dunjia, a little bit of...
When necessary, for the sake of the world, he would discuss the principles of martial arts with the peerless genius, drink and have fun with the heroes, meet with the evil witch under the moon, have a long talk with the princess of the dynasty, or even wipe out the whole family, search the house, kill people and even... He would do it!
Whatever he can do, Chen Zhuo can do it!
Chapter 68: Talking to God
After leaving the Storm Church, Irene did not go directly back to the Fisher family, but went directly from the North City to the East City of Nasir, where the poor lived.
Her spiritual energy was almost exhausted today. She could no longer continue to monitor through the "Mystic Ear Technique" and could only do other things.
"Hello, Ms. Irene."
"Thank you very much, Ms. Irene."
"Ms. Irene, it's great to meet you."
The poor people kept greeting her, and Irene responded calmly and skillfully.
I have come here again and again, how many times have I come here?
I can't remember.
Over the past ten years, Dongcheng District has undoubtedly become an area she is extremely familiar with, and almost everyone here knows her.
Dongcheng District is full of shanties and people are struggling to make ends meet. There were many children who used to make a living by stealing and begging, but now they have all become part of the orphanage.
Her shoes stepped on the muddy ground, not caring about the dirt, and she calmly came to the wooden house where Grandma Nada lived. The old woman's eldest son, Moore, the leader of the largest thieves gang in Nasir, bowed his head in salute.
"Ms. Irene, you are here again. Do you want to talk to my mother about something?"
Irene shook her head and said calmly:
"No, I'm here to find you. I've been asking your subordinates to investigate the Isaac family. Don't you think you've found nothing?"
The old woman's eldest son, Moore, was short and thin with a hot temper, but he was very respectful to his mother and Irene. Not only was he never angry with them, but he was also willing to do almost anything they said.
"There is actually a new discovery recently. Mrs. Isaac's son has disappeared for a few days. At least the people who were watching outside haven't seen him during this period of time."
He paused, bent down slightly and continued, "Of course, he could also be sick and has been resting at home. Apart from this information, there is no other news worth reporting."
"Understood."
Irene nodded and was about to leave, but Moore stopped her hesitantly and respectfully, smiling apologetically:
"By the way, Ms. Irene, you should go in and take a look at my mother. I feel like she hasn't been doing well lately."
Of course, Irene wouldn't mind this request, so she entered the wooden house and looked at Grandma Nada. The old woman was sitting in the house eating beans. She was very happy to see Irene, and the two chatted for a while with smiles on their faces.
Irene also discovered that old lady Nada's mental state was not right. She was clear-headed, even a little excited, and kept talking incessantly.
After the examination, she found that old woman Nada was not sick. Instead, she was too excited because her body became healthier and stronger after gaining extraordinary powers.
"It's okay, she's just too happy. Maybe it's because you three are so filial." Irene said to Moore before leaving.
"I see."
Moore breathed a sigh of relief. He thought there was something wrong with his mother, so he finally felt relieved.
In his eyes, Ms. Irene was simply a messenger sent by God. He and his mother were blessed by God to meet her. They were extremely lucky!
"In fact, my mother is old. I'm afraid she won't be with us for long. My brothers and I are fully prepared for this."
Moore smiled sincerely and said:
"But even if there is not much time left, we still hope that she can be happy. Ms. Irene, you can give our mother a wonderful old age without any illness. This is a great favor to us."
Irene smiled calmly and responded calmly: "This is what I should do. The power God has given me should be used to save the world."
Moore continued with a smile, "Well, I guess the Lord of Redemption has also been watching and affirming your actions. He will bless Ms. Irene to live to be a hundred years old."
Irene was stunned for a moment and forced a smile.
Afterwards, she still did not return home directly, but went to the orphanage in the town to check on the children's health and education, and finally returned home when it was getting dark.
Even though Irene was very tired, she did not sleep. Instead, she checked on the servants and guards and the progress of their work.
Because her life was too busy, she did not have dinner with her family, but ate something casually by herself.
Before going to bed, Irene knelt down in the basement, calmly raised her head and stared at the black transparent bottle, recalling that moment in the past.
I will never forget the experience of that night.
"Will you forgive me, my Lord?"
"I have reported the Isaac family. As a result, they will be investigated by the Storm Church. At that time, the mysterious object you want may also be taken away..."
"But I have no other choice. The Fisher family is still very weak. Going against the extraordinary people of the Poseidon Cult alone is simply a suicide act."
"Please forgive my willfulness..."
She was silent for a long time, and suddenly said: "Actually, I feel very tired too."
"There are so many things to do in the past ten years, and they are endless. There is no way I can finish them all."
"But the Fisher family is still very weak, just like Chris in my arms, fragile and fragile. I must always take care of the entire family."
"But I sometimes thought about escaping, leaving everything behind, even abandoning Chris, and leaving Nasir alone to start a new life."
Irene was silent for a while, then shook her head and said,
"But that would be too selfish. I could never be that kind of person."
There was no response from the basement. There was no sign of the so-called punishment or the comfort that was impossible to come.
Irene suddenly showed a helpless and relieved smile. Byrne and Chris must have thought that she had been praying in the basement.
God, listen to everything in my deepest heart.
"In fact, at the beginning I thought I was not afraid of anything, and I felt that sacrificing for my family was something to be proud of. When I gave up my life, I felt extremely satisfied."
"But as the Fisher family continued to develop, Chris gradually grew up, and everything became more and more normal... I couldn't help but imagine what the future of the Fisher family would be like.
She gently stroked her dyed black hair, which had actually turned white long ago, constantly reminding the girl that her life was forever passing and that she no longer had a future.
"In the dead of night, I felt an extremely great fear, tears streaming down my face. I understood that it was because I had more expectations that I was more afraid of the future that was about to end."
"I don't want to die."
She gradually changed her body posture, no longer kneeling but sitting on the ground, lowered her head, hugged her legs, and sighed.
"I have looked up many books, trying to find a way to restore my lifespan, but it seems that there is really no way..."
"I want to live."
The next morning, Irene immediately asked the captain of the guard, Theo, to be the coachman and take her to the streets near the Isaac family, and continued to monitor through the "mystical ear technique" in the carriage.
Captain Tio's guard also had great respect for Irene, who managed family affairs in an orderly manner.
He used to think that the girl would not be as capable and sophisticated as Lucius, but now he completely understood how strong and wise she was, she just lacked experience.
After a night's rest, her spiritual power was fully restored to full. Irene sat in the carriage and calmly consumed her spiritual power to activate the "Mystic Ear Technique" and continued to monitor the situation of Isaac's family.
After a long period of monitoring, when Irene was almost running out of spiritual energy, she was suddenly shocked by what Mrs. Isaac said.
"We only have two days left. Once the ceremony is complete, let's reconfirm our route out of Nasir and the East Coast."
"By then, the entire Nasir will have suffered heavy casualties. The bishop of the Storm Church will have to provide disaster relief on the one hand, and search for our traces on the sea on the other. It should be impossible for them to find us."
Two days?
Erin swallowed, feeling a strong sense of uneasiness deep in her heart.
The last two days?
If you are born immortal, why do you need to practice cultivation?
As soon as Lu Changsheng entered the immortal gate, he suddenly remembered his past life. He was reborn in a love game with the background of cultivating immortals, and he was the reincarnation of the ultimate villain BOSS in the game - the Six Desires Demon!
As the reincarnation of the demon, he was born with endless lifespan and immortality.
But once a thought arises, a hundred obstacles arise. Once you have evil thoughts, you become a demon. Once you become a celestial demon...
In this era of prosperity of the immortal sect and the return
of all things to their origin, no demon can survive! "But if you don't get involved in cause and effect, don't get involved in the dust, and don't fall into the devil's way, you can live forever."
"You cultivate immortality to achieve longevity, but since I already have longevity, why should I cultivate immortality again?"
…
"You have reincarnated three times, and you should have achieved a happy ending with him. Why are you obsessed with me?"
"The secular world has nothing to do with me; the demons and monsters causing chaos are not my wish."
…
"Big Brother, that evil woman has come to your door and wants to ask you for the Three Thousand Questions!"
"Tell her to come back and ask again in three thousand years."