"Sigh..."
The Angel of Crafts couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Fortunately, he was the type to adapt to circumstances, and after feeling frustrated for a while, he accepted reality.
So, he abruptly picked up the teacup and drank the tea in one gulp, then said, "I can cut off the illuminator Characteristic for you now, but how can I be sure that once I give it to you, you'll let me go?"
"Amanises, it seems your credibility with him has already collapsed..." Lynn heard this from Artisan and didn't rush to answer. Instead, he glanced at the Evernight Goddess beside him and teased.
"There is no such thing as credibility between gods. We ally because of interests and part ways when needed." Amanises also picked up the teacup, but only took a small sip. her gaze then fell on the Angel of Crafts as she said, "But as Amanises, I regret this."
"Shouldn't I be the one regretting? I'm the one being sold out..." Artisan grumbled, clearly having a reasonably good relationship with the Evernight Goddess, although that didn't stop them from backstabbing each other.
"If you want assurance, I don't mind signing a binding contract with you..." Lynn took a sip of tea and said unhurriedly, "But compared to a contract, I have a better idea."
"What idea?" Artisan asked, instinctively sensing something was off.
"Perhaps you wouldn't mind working for me?" Lynn looked at him, smiling. "My goal is to become the Demon of Knowledge, which means in the future, I could split the illuminator Characteristic into two for my followers. If you work for me, these two illuminator Characteristics can be yours."
Lynn was undoubtedly making an empty promise, and a big one at that.
The last person he made such a promise to was Roselle.
Artisan was stunned for a moment upon hearing this. Then he seemed to think of something and hesitantly asked, "Can you tell me your current sequence?"
"I am currently a Sequence 2 Knowledge Magister," Lynn said with a smile, without any intention of hiding it.
'So, a Sequence 2, where did you get the confidence to become a Great Old One? Is it because of Mr. Door and Amanises behind you?' Artisan didn't speak, but he was already speechless in his heart.
In the end, the reason he chose to surrender was because of Amanises and Mr. Door behind Libert Abraham, not out of any great respect for the son of Mr. Door himself. Although he was curious about how Libert could organize a gathering of the gods, that was all. Hearing Lynn's goal made him feel particularly speechless.
"No, they are not my support, never have been." Lynn could see what he was thinking, so he put down his teacup and showed a brilliant smile, saying,
"I understand your concerns. When looking for a job, you'd definitely want to find a powerful boss and a promising company. So, Artisan, I can give you a chance..."
Lynn looked at him, smiling, "A chance to defeat me."
"If you can beat me, I won't take your illuminator Characteristic. If you lose, you'll work for me and become my follower. How about that?"
Hearing this, Artisan's eyebrow twitched fiercely. He wasn't stupid and could naturally see Libert's confidence, which made him more worried, suspecting that he might not be bluffing.
After some thought, Artisan looked at Amanises beside him and asked, "Do you agree to watch over the battle?"
"I would be very happy to witness this battle," Amanises said with a smile. She agreed very much, as no one in this world would want to find out Lynn's true strength more than she did.
Making a deal with Lynn and supporting him in becoming a Paragon was one thing, but probing his strength was another. For Amanises, there was never any contradiction in this.
Upon hearing this, Artisan couldn't help but bite his lip. If he had been too preoccupied with the frustration of losing his characteristic earlier to notice, he now realized that the one leading this meeting from start to finish seemed to be this son of Mr. Door before Him.
And Amanises seemed very wary of him.
'So, what's the situation here?' The Angel of Crafts was puzzled. He looked at Amanises and then at Lynn, finally saying, "Alright."
He wanted to see what was so special about this son of Mr. Door.
...
The battle between Lynn and Artisan ended quickly.
No, strictly speaking, it couldn't even be called a battle. It was more of a one-sided crushing.
From start to finish, he didn't even manage to touch Lynn's clothes, let alone hurt him, before being easily defeated.
"Are you really a Sequence 2?"
Back in the divine kingdom of Evernight, Artisan looked at the leisurely tea-drinking Lynn and felt that one of them must have misunderstood what Sequence 2 meant.
"I am indeed a Knowledge Magister," Lynn replied unhurriedly, "But I am not just a Knowledge Magister."
"An Ancient God?" The God of Crafts cautiously guessed, thinking of something.
'Could Libert Abraham be an Ancient God or a dormant Great Old One with very chaotic characteristics? But it didn't seem like it...' He couldn't help but mutter in his heart. As an angel from the Second Epoch, he had followed ancient gods before and knew what they were like.
And the young man before him didn't seem crazy at all.
Lynn smiled, not explaining anything to him. He put down his teacup and looked at him, saying, "Rather than worrying about what I am, why don't we start over?"
Lynn smiled at him and said, "Lynn Sotos, your future boss."
"Lynn? The Angel of Secrets?" Artisan was taken aback, then finally remembered this name from the depths of his memory. "You were the one who followed the Ancient Sun God..."
Clearly, he didn't sense any incongruity and didn't notice that this part of Lynn's history had been altered.
Lynn didn't explain this either, merely smiling and nodding. "You could indeed call me the Angel of Secrets."
"So, your identity as Mr. Door's son... Oh, I see, it's a fake identity." Artisan showed a look of realization and then looked at Lynn, saying, "Although I'm not sure what's going on with you, I suppose it's not my place to know. As your follower, what do I need to do?"
A bet is a bet, and Artisan naturally wouldn't choose to renege.
Or rather, he didn't dare to. If he had some contempt for Lynn before the battle, he now fully understood that this young man before him was a powerhouse.
The Angel of Crafts was inherently adaptable, and in this situation, he naturally didn't mind working for Lynn.
(End of Chapter)
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