"I do have part of that memory," Ouroboros nodded, speaking calmly. "Although I don't think the real image of the Lord in this era can still be salvaged, I believe it is necessary to restrain those misguided followers of the Lord from further tarnishing His image. Otherwise, it's pointless for me to reform and correct it if they continue to damage it."
Lynn shrugged and looked at Ouroboros. "I don't know if The Iron and Blood Cross Order belongs under your control, but you should be able to manage the Aurora Order. I need your help to restrain those fools over there..."
Though it was never explicitly stated, the various scenarios in the original work undeniably indicated that Ouroboros had, to some extent, been protecting the members of the Aurora Order and had connections with their upper echelons.
Of course, given Ouroboros's style, Lynn had no doubt that this dumb snake probably never actually managed the Aurora Order, even though He should have the authority to do so.
"If you need, you can take over the Aurora Order. The Lord won't mind," Ouroboros said seriously after hearing Lynn's words.
"No... uh, I can take charge of the Aurora Order members in Backlund for now, but you can manage the rest!" Lynn first instinctively waved his hand to refuse, but then he thought of the messy affairs of the Augustus family and changed his mind.
He didn't mind taking over the Aurora Order members in Backlund. They could be useful and there weren't many of them. But as for the other members of the Aurora Order, Lynn felt it would be better to let Ouroboros handle them! His two smurf accounts were already busy enough; he didn't want his main account to become a wage slave too.
"Alright, I will inform the Lord of your decision. He should issue a divine message soon," Ouroboros nodded. He had no objections to Lynn's idea. Then, seeming hesitant, He asked, "How is Medici?"
Ouroboros had memories of the changed past from the Fourth Epoch, so He knew that Medici had already been resurrected by Lynn in the Fourth Epoch. However, He wasn't sure about Medici's situation in this era.
"He hasn't contacted you?" Lynn glanced at Ouroboros, recalled the last meeting with this era's Medici—after changing Medici's fate and aligning the plot—then said, "He should be doing alright. I haven't seen him for a few days. He's probably either tricking some Beyonders from secret organizations or plotting something. I previously informed him about the whereabouts of a Conqueror's Characteristic, so he might be busy with that... Anyway, he's revived and has regained the strength of a Sequence 2, so there shouldn't be any problems."
Lynn hadn't seen Medici of this era for a few days, which was normal. After all, the flow of time was different in each era. It had been years since he first met Medici in the Second Epoch, and a fair amount of time had passed in the Fourth Epoch. But only ten days or so had passed in this era. Everyone was an adult now, with their own things to do. They couldn't stick together like children anymore.
"That's good..." Ouroboros visibly relaxed after hearing this from Lynn. He had naturally been worried about Medici's situation, unsure if Medici would be resurrected like in the Fourth Epoch.
Now, hearing the answer directly from Lynn, Ouroboros felt genuinely relieved.
"Speaking of which, we could involve him in the next thing I want to do..." Lynn seemed to think of something, his eyes lighting up. He patted Ouroboros on the shoulder and said seriously, "Ouroboros, let's get Little Red and go blow up Amon!"
Ouroboros froze for a moment, then widened His eyes.
Apparently, He had never considered such a thing.
"What should I do?" Ouroboros asked earnestly after a brief moment of astonishment.
"No rush, let's notify Little Red first," Lynn smiled. A few minutes later, the room gained another red figure.
"You want to blow up Amon?" Medici crossed his arms, first glancing at Ouroboros, who still looked dazed despite the years, then settling his gaze on Lynn. "Your idea, I suppose..."
"Of course, it's my idea!" Lynn nodded without hesitation. "Who else would we blow up if not that jerk Amon?"
He then glanced at Medici and said, "Don't you want revenge for being cooked in a hot pot back then? Even if Amon wasn't the mastermind, he was definitely an accomplice. You're not just going to let it slide, are you?"
"Ha!" Medici sneered, a hint of darkness appearing in his blood-red eyes. With a smirk, he said coldly, "I haven't forgotten what he did. Sooner or later, I'll make that little crow understand what should and shouldn't be done..."
Perhaps in the original work, Medici would choose to cooperate with Amon out of necessity and "forgive" the past betrayal. But now, with a mischievous older brother like Lynn, Medici, who was no longer in a desperate situation, clearly had no intention of letting Amon's past deeds slide.
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, was Medici's style. Not seeking revenge immediately was simply a matter of timing.
"So, isn't this the perfect opportunity?" Lynn smiled. "Or are you afraid of Amon retaliating afterward?"
"Hah, afraid of him?" Medici laughed disdainfully. Regardless of any fear he might feel inside, Medici, who refused to show weakness, would never display other emotions. He glanced at Lynn and said, "Instead of making such meaningless guesses, shouldn't you be thinking about how to catch Amon? The little raven isn't stupid; he's likely gained memories from the past. Do you think he'd foolishly stick around when he sees you and not run?"
"No problem, we can catch one of Amon's avatars first, then trace the avatar to locate the main body. I've already mastered this skill," Lynn waved his hand dismissively. "The real issue is that Amon's main body is probably hiding in the Forsaken Land of the Gods..."
He then looked at Ouroboros and said, "In this aspect, we probably need the support of the True Creator. Otherwise, I can't enter the Forsaken Land of the Gods..."
In the current era, besides Amon being able to freely travel to and from the Forsaken Land of the Gods, only the True Creator could send people there—the upper echelons of the Aurora Order operated in the Forsaken Land in the original work.
Perhaps the channel controlled by the True Creator couldn't support large-scale travel, but sending a few people should be manageable.
'If we can successfully reach the Forsaken Land, I can visit Silver City and maybe even Moon City to check out the seal on the Western Continent...' Lynn thought, rubbing his chin. While the initial intent was just to mess with Amon, he didn't mind doing some good along the way.
For example, helping the people of Silver City and Moon City, and investigating the nature of the seal on the Western Continent.
However, Lynn didn't plan to visit the Giant King's Court. He had no way to open the door there and didn't want to encounter Sasrir's lingering resentment. He would leave the role of savior to Mr. Fool in the future!
(End of Chapter)
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