Mystery: From Meeting Amon

Chapter 9 Decoy
With the end of reading Roselle's diary and information exchange, Klein asked everyone to hold a prayer ceremony, and then cut off the connection between Xingchen and everyone, ending the gathering.

The crimson in front of Audrey's eyes faded, she opened her eyes, and in front of her was Su Xi, a big dog.

"Susie, why did you barge in again?" Audrey taught Su Xi a lesson, remembering Mr. Fate's instructions, she immediately asked the personal maid Annie for paper and pen.

While recalling the stalwart figure of Mr. Destiny, Audrey copied the two symbols of "retarded" over and over again. These two symbols seemed to have indescribable magical power.

"finished."

Audrey looked at her finished product contentedly. Regardless of Fate or The Fool, the two seem to be able to interpret Roselle's diary.However, this is not surprising, the two gods have completely different personalities, but they are also elusive.

Putting one of the copies on the table, Audrey handed the other copy to Anne, and said, "Send the letter to the Blackthorn Security Company in Tingen City as quickly as possible, a person named Lun Nader's people."

Annie saw the symbol copied by Audrey and asked, "Miss, what is this?"

Audrey proudly looked at the word "retarded". She really wanted to find someone to listen to her mysterious experience, and even more wanted to talk about fate and the strength of the Fool, but in the end she decided to keep this matter a personal secret.

"Secret. You just need to know that this is a special symbol that contains mysterious power." Audrey chuckled and evaded it.

Annie put away Audrey's imitation symbol and sent the letter to Tingen City.

"By the way, there is also an attempt by Mister Fool."

Audrey suddenly thought of the Fool's entrustment, he happily closed the door, and held a mystic ceremony.

……

In the basement where there was only a little candlelight flickering, Alger Wilson raised his palm to look carefully, and said with emotion, "The Tarot Society is still so magical, and I can't grasp any details."

Through the conversation between Fate and the Fool, he learned about Roselle's diary, which probably contained secrets related to gods.

Relying on his memory, Alger Wilson copied the word "retarded".

"Mr. Destiny is really a magical person. Through these two symbols, I seem to see a true god looking down."

After destroying the copied handwriting, Alger suddenly felt that these two symbols looked familiar, as if they belonged to the same type as the writing created by Emperor Roselle.

He felt that Mister Fate would definitely be able to interpret Roselle's diary, and even Mister Fate was one step ahead of Mister Fool, knowing all the contents of Roselle's diary.

For the time being, he has no plans to hold the ceremony that the fool asked to say, sailing on the sea, there are too many uncertainties.

……

Lewis was wrapped in spirituality and fell rapidly. When Lewis opened his eyes again, he still saw the familiar room in front of him.

He sorted out his emotions and rushed to the suburbs of the northern suburbs.

Strength training is the link that Lewis hates the most, because this link cannot be compensated by talent, he can only bite the bullet and break through the limit time and time again.

Fortunately, after a few days of training, he has gradually become familiar with this training intensity, no matter long-distance running or weightlifting.

"Don't be proud, humility is the virtue of a knight." Gawain admired Lewis' perseverance and talent, but still couldn't help beating him.

"I understand." Lewis subconsciously noticed the malicious sight behind him. His time was limited, and he had to have enough power before Amon discovered his abnormality.

"Come here first today, I hope you can always reflect on yourself."

Gawain returned to the room to drink, Lewis took off his top hat, bowed slightly to Gawain, and then left.

Tomorrow, he will have the opportunity to meet the witch Sera, so as to determine whether this Sera is the real witch.

Thinking of this, Lewis felt a burning sensation in his lower abdomen. He suppressed this feeling and returned to the residence.

After the last full moon failed to listen to Mr. Men's ravings, he thought that Amon's clone would give up his pawn and leave instead.

But the malicious eyes behind him beat him every day, telling him that if he wanted to get rid of Amon, he couldn't rely on luck.

"Good evening, Lewis." When the last ray of sunlight fell, Mandy opened the door and greeted Lewis.

"Good evening, sister, I'm hungry." Lewis stretched his waist, expressing today's hard work.

"Just a moment, my dear Lewis." Mandy put on her apron, went to the kitchen, and started cooking dinner.

Lewis suppressed his smile, observed everything around him rationally, and entered the "machine" role-playing mode.

After a week of acting, the machine's potion has digested nearly one-third of it. As long as he perseveres, he will be able to completely digest the potion in a month or two, hitting Sequence Seven.

After becoming Sequence Seven, coupled with the secret assistance of the angel, he is sure to use his own strength to get rid of Amon's clone, and then find Mandy.

After a while, the smell of burnt wheat came from the kitchen, and Mandy brought out the tomato beef soup and placed it in front of Lewis.

Lewis soaked the bread in the tomato beef soup. The aroma of beef and the sweet and sour tomato blended perfectly, which whetted his appetite.

Speaking of which, Amon the Blasphemer is worthy of being the King of Angels who has lived for several centuries, and his performance and cooking skills are impeccable.

Mandy sipped her dinner, glanced at Lewis' satisfied expression from time to time, and showed a relieved smile.

"Lewis, what do you think of my sister?" After Lewis finished eating, Mandy pinched her right eye socket.

Lewis' heart seemed to be falling extremely fast. He put away the fear that came from deep in his heart, and said with a smile, "You will always be my dearest sister."

"I'm really happy to hear you say that." Mandy squeezed her right eye socket again, then packed up the tableware and cleaned up.

Lewis used to be such a shameful moth. Due to the influence of potions and magical items, he himself was often in a state of mental tension, not only wasting his extraordinary ability, but also wasting life skills.

"The question just now... Did Amon find out that I was a fake?" Lewis hurriedly eliminated the bad thoughts in his mind. This is unlikely. If Amon discovered his abnormality, he shouldn't have asked the question so calmly.

Perhaps, Amon was too involved in the play, and the other party just wanted to play the role of Mandy well, or maybe, the other party was just playing a meaningless prank.

After all, this is the King of Angels with an extremely bad personality who is good at deceit and pranks.

Turning on the gas lamp, Lewis tried to recall the poems in his memory. Going to see Serra tomorrow was also an important part of the plan.

After a rough reading of the content in "Selected Poems of Russell", Lewis avoided the anthology of poems of Emperor Russell and translated a poem by Tsangyang Gyatso.

Who, hold my hand, restrain my madness for half a lifetime;
Who, kiss my eyes, cover my wandering for half a life;
Who caresses my face and comforts me for half a lifetime of sadness...

After translating the poem, Lewis focused on revising the words so that the translation would be catchy.

Finally, a masterpiece is completed, and the bait for Sera the Witch is ready.

(End of this chapter)