Chapter 585 The One Who Holds the Pen
Chapter 585: The Author
At this moment, the paper figurine seemed to gain a fictional personality and joined the Sea of Collective Subconscious—even though Adam was clearly not visible in the true vision above the gray fog, Klein's mind automatically outlined the figure of a devout priest with a light golden beard and eyes as clear and innocent as a child's.
Adam.
"We meet again, mystery."
His expression was genial, as if catching up with an old friend.
Klein did not acknowledge this claim: "I do not know why you would say that."
"It doesn't matter," Adam sighed softly, "Even if I didn't say it, the same conclusion would eventually be deduced by a Scholar of Yore."
Klein's heart stirred, and the consciousness projected onto the paper figurine focused on Adam's pale eyes, which contained not a single trace of impurity: "Are you the Ancient Sun God?"
Adam neither confirmed nor denied it, merely smiling slightly and asking in return: "How did the Quill of Alzuhod become Ankewelt?"
Alzuhod was the Servant of God to Ankewelt, the King of Dragons, and his ancient title was "Dragon of Sub-Dreams."
Klein had always been curious about this piece of history—the Quill of Alzuhod was the relic of the "Dragon of Nightmare," so how did the King of Dragons, lacking the corresponding Sequence 1 characteristic, become a true Ancient God, Sequence 0?
Perhaps the answer could be found in how the Quill of Alzuhod became the King of Dragons, and in the current state of the Angel of Imagination before him.
After pausing for two seconds, Adam sighed: "If I showed you the second Blasphemy Slate right now, you would understand everything. But now is not the time."
Sometimes, the more you know, the more dangerous it is.
Klein recalled his conversation with Madam Arianna, the head of the Church of Evernight's monastery, the thirteen Archbishops, and the nine High Deacons, and rationally withdrew his desire for exploration.
He merely nodded slightly and said: "Why seek me out at this time?"
Adam closed his eyes briefly: "After advancing to Scholar of Yore, your control over Sefirah Castle has deepened considerably."
"This is a good thing."
Klein chuckled softly: "Why?"
"Within Ankewelt's Divine Kingdom, the negative personality corrupted by the underground is sealed," Adam explained simply, "Corruption also means mastery."
Upon hearing this, Klein immediately thought of Chloe, thought of Medici, and also thought of his other compatriot, Thierry, the Goddess' Dream who walked out from the "Source of Death."
They were vaguely connected to objects of the same rank as Sefirah Castle and had gained corresponding benefits.
"If 'Groselle's Travels' and the Quill of Alzuhod were to meet outside Sefirah Castle, what would revive is the strongest King of Angels, capable of mobilizing the power of the underground and second only to a true God. Even I would not be absolutely certain of being able to restrain Him."
Merely mobilizing the power of the underground allows one, based on a Sequence 1 foundation, to instantly reach a level second only to a true God?
The information conveyed by this statement was enormous, and it took Klein a moment to process it.
"So, you have always kept a close watch on 'Groselle's Travels' and the Quill of Alzuhod? Did this start after that missionary in the 'Travels' world uttered your name?"
Adam nodded in affirmation: "If, when you obtained the Quill of Alzuhod, you had brought 'Groselle's Travels' into Reality, the story might have taken a different path."
Klein's pupils contracted slightly: "So, you were watching the entire time? Then why did you allow me to sacrifice '0—08' to Mr. Fool?"
He still refused to admit that Gehrman Sparrow was Mr. Fool.
Although Klein had failed to find Adam on the ship using the true vision provided by the sea god scepter at the time, he believed that this most ancient King of Angels—who might even be the Creator Himself—was certainly not just making empty talk.
"A test," Adam said calmly, "Dragons are the enemies of humanity, always have been and always will be. And you proved that you stand, and are capable of standing, on the side of humanity. That is enough."
Was it really that simple?
After two seconds, Adam added: "Ankewelt has ways to contact his remaining kin, and the Dragon group began probing Sefirah Castle; simultaneously, a portion of the underground was also mobilized, though only a small amount, which was entirely dissolved by Sefirah Castle."
"At that time, It still had a chance to escape; now, It does not."
This referred to the time after Klein advanced to Scholar of Yore.
Klein was silent for a few seconds: "What if I am willing to help you release the King of Dragons now?"
"It is not releasing It for Me, but Me teaching you how to subdue It," Adam corrected. "Then, hand over Ankewelt's portion of the Author to me, and this will earn you three promises from me."
Adam drew a complex and strange mystical symbol in the air representing elements such as "Dragon," "Cycle," and "Dream": "Regardless of anything else, the method to subdue Ankewelt is something I can teach you for free right now."
"And if you complete the remaining part of the equivalent exchange: First, you will gain the opportunity to completely digest the Scholar of Yore within one month."
"Second, I will no longer personally support the Augustus family in ascending to Black Emperor."
"Third, I will support Black Emperor Rosell's return from the Astral World."
"Do you accept these conditions?"
Klein felt a chill in his heart.
Although these were "conditions" proposed by Adam, understanding them in reverse meant they were perfectly timed threats.
If he did not cooperate with Adam, Adam would continue to support King George III in becoming the Black Emperor.
If Klein wanted to stop the royal conspiracy, he would have to personally face obstruction from Adam, the King of Angels. If George III became the Black Emperor, there would be no room left for the resurrection of the previous Black Emperor, Rosell; even if George III failed to become a God and perished instantly due to Klein's actions, Adam would still not support the return of Roselle Gustav.
In the plan of Queen Mystic Bernadette, establishing a nation that worships Emperor Rosell and practices his order is an indispensable step, and this task is currently being advanced by "Power" Chloe.
If Adam openly opposed it, the New Lan Bridge plan would essentially be ruined.
Klein gave a wry smile internally and said: "Is this also the trend of the era that you are promoting?"
"The trend of the era is pushed forward by those within the era," Adam's eyes were clear, "Reality is the true Author."
Klein remained silent for a few seconds, but ultimately made his decision, speaking with slight difficulty: "I accept."
"But I have one more piece of advice for you."
Adam's image nodded with satisfaction in his mind, and Klein said in a deep voice: "If there truly is a pen capable of writing the future, then the Author who wields this pen should outline a perfect ending."
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Chapter 586: Whose Bridge of Orchid?
Lan Bridge, Cemetery District.
Reok Nash suddenly felt a certain sensation in his heart, abruptly stood up, and interrupted a meeting.
He did not offer anyone an explanation, leaving the Ancient Castle with hurried steps.
As soon as the Nash Family's administrator arrived in an open area, he immediately released a contracted spirit body from his inner Underworld, riding a gust of strong wind to cross the city airspace and arrive at the suburbs.
The "Spirit Guarding Hill," one of the holy lands in the hearts of the people of Lan Bridge.
Seeing two figures clad in black robes from afar, Reok Nash's heart sank. He controlled the spirit body to descend onto a flat area at the top of the hill, jogging over to stand behind the two black-robed figures.
Without hesitation, he lowered his body and half-knelt before the back of one of them: "Lord Garcia."
"Mm."
Hearing Reok Nash's greeting, the black-robed man referred to as "Lord Garcia" responded with a deep affirmation.
This was a middle-aged man with bronze skin. The wrinkles on his face were not obvious, but his eyes were filled with Death and gloom, revealing terrifying pitch-black light, dark and profound.
"I heard some news that Lan Bridge has changed masters."
Reok Nash's heart sank: "Lord Garcia, that is correct. Previously, the Aurora Order, which believes in the True Creator, attempted to occupy this city. Later, the Lady from the Loen Kingdom—"
"Hmph, Loen." Garcia sneered, and black Death energy surged violently around him, forcing Reaoc to interrupt his explanation and lower his head even further. "The Deity should have already been awakened, but there was a mishap—and Loen is the one interfering. Do you know about this?"
"No, I don't know—" Reaoc nearly buried his head in the dirt.
"Reaoc—your Nash Family touts itself as the last purity of Bairon, yet your actions are like a shrinking turtle, focused only on your own small patch of land, immersed in the false promises of safety constructed by outsiders." Garcia scoffed at the Nash Family. "You have never shown loyalty to the Deity; instead, you resemble secular landlords, constantly making boring calculations."
Reaoc hurriedly raised his head to explain: "Lord Garcia, we—"
"Silence!"
Garcia roared at Reaoc Sama using the difficult and obscure "Word of the Dead," making his spirit body feel as if it were exposed to a storm and being washed away, swaying precariously: "Retreating again and again, what decency is this? You waver between our plan to revive the Deity and those weaklings who claim to be the Royal Orthodox Line. Hmph, before, it could be called loyalty, or not wanting to exacerbate the internal conflicts of our Numinous Episcopate. Now, however, you are preparing to side with the Loenese.
"Hmm? What punishment do you expect for such traitorous behavior?"
Reaoc's pupils widened. He took two slightly fearful gasps, forcibly suppressed the terror in his heart, and explained: "Lord Garcia, our Nash Family is still the supreme ruler of Lan Bridge right now. We will still fully support any needs the Numinous Episcopate has!"
Garcia was so angry he laughed instead: "Fine, 'still the supreme ruler right now.' Do you even believe the words you're saying?"
He paused, turned around, and coldly surveyed the city of Lan Bridge, which was currently undergoing massive construction. "Before, it was at least the last sovereign territory retained by Bairon. Look at it now, what has it become? You can't even maintain rule and ensure convenience for the Episcopate's operations within the city. What face do you have to speak to me here in the name of the Episcopate?
"Get up. The Teacher currently does not want the Numinous Episcopate to conflict with Loen or the True God Churches that have entered Lan Bridge. The Nash Family can pretend nothing happened, continue licking Loen's boots, and go be your Consul.
"But there is one thing: if the Nash Family cannot serve its proper function, it must return the Episcopate's assets.
"I came this time to retrieve the 'Funeral Registry.' Let me see it within half an hour, or I will take it myself."
Sure enough, they came for it—Hearing the request of the Numinous Episcopate Demigod, Reok Nash felt a mix of emotions.
The "Funeral Registry" corresponds to an Undying Sealed Artifact. It records the millions of residents of Lan Bridge; anyone who has stayed in Lan Bridge long enough will be recorded in the "Funeral Registry," and if necessary, it can decide their life and Death.
This is the foundation upon which the Lan Bridge's baojia system operates, and one of the reasons the city can maintain such a large population.
The existence of the "Funeral Registry" is the foundation of the Nash Family's rule over Lan Bridge.
But the problem is that this control over the residents is actually not much different from "Pollution."
The "Funeral Registry" treats the millions of residents of Lan Bridge as its property; if the status quo is rashly changed, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Reaoc tried to plead with him: "Lord Garcia, as you know, the 'Funeral Registry' concerns the lives of everyone in Lan Bridge. I want to request if you could extend this deadline a little? One day, ah, no, just half a day—"
Garcia sneered: "What does that have to do with us? Lan Bridge is already Loen's Lan Bridge.
"If you still have any intention of devoting yourself to the Episcopate, you had better stop worrying about the enemy.
"Remember, I will only wait half an hour."
Reok Nash's body suddenly trembled.
He bit his lip, seemingly unwilling and remorseful, wanting to explain that accepting governance under Lady Chloe Ferkon was an edict from another "Death Consul," but in the end, he said nothing.
The Deity's revival had encountered problems, and this was caused by the Loenese.
Reaoc realized that perhaps the "Death Consul" who gave the order supporting the Loen Lady was on the opposing side of the Numinous Episcopate.
This was completely different from the ideological conflict between the "Artificial Death Faction" and the "Royal Faction" within the Numinous Episcopate.
After the Colonial War ended and the situation on the Southern Continent stabilized, the Nash Family had constantly mediated between the two mainstream factions of the Numinous Episcopate, never fully siding with either. At the same time, they actively accepted smaller branches like the Slumber Faction and the Underworld Faction, providing convenience for all Numinous Episcopate members and maintaining a considerable degree of autonomy.
For a minor family whose highest combat power Beyonder was only Sequence 5, and who could at most wield a Saint-level Sealed Artifact, this was already a good outcome.
Lan Bridge was the foundation of the Nash Family. Reaoc had always regarded it as family property—or at least, he had painstakingly maintained the family's transcendent power in Lan Bridge.
Now, the "Artificial Death Faction" of the Numinous Episcopate wanted to violently seize the "Funeral Registry."
Once this Sealed Artifact, which was connected to every person in every way, was suddenly removed, an incalculable Death Spirit Plague would erupt in Lan Bridge, and the entire city would cease to exist.
The Nash Family, having lost the Demigod-level Sealed Artifact—its greatest reliance—and then losing Lan Bridge, would truly be nothing.
At least Lady Chloe had promised them the governance rights of New Lan Bridge.
Reaoc dared not make any more secret calculations in front of a Saint, merely mumbling as he lowered his head and retreated backward.
At this moment, he felt a force pull him up from the ground.
Chloe's figure materialized from the air without warning: "Mr. Reaoc, it's alright, I will handle this matter."
She bent down and personally dusted the dirt and dust from Reaoc's knees: "As one of the leaders of New Lan Bridge, you do not need to grovel before anyone."
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