Chapter 1064: Drawing Closer

Cultists who believe in the Evernight... Upon hearing Snowman's words,

the three present were more or less thrown into an awkward situation.

Klein, Audrey, and Leonard all had a certain relationship with the

Evernight Goddess. One was a standard cultist who believed in the

Evernight. The other wasn't only a cultist, but a quasi-high-ranking

member of the cult, an elite team leader. The other was even worse---a

Blessed of the evil goddess.

"Ahem... From the looks of it, the Church of Evernight appeared earlier

than what the historical records stated. They can be traced back to a

long time before the Cataclysm; however, it existed in the form of a

secret organization." Klein cleared his throat and did a simple

analysis, breaking the sudden silent mood.

Audrey pursed her lips and nodded. She continued guiding Snowman's

dreams, letting him reveal the information related to the King of Angels

in his subconscious.

Unfortunately, Snowman was only a Sequence 5 ascetic. He would be

considered a quasi-High-Ranking member in the Fifth Epoch and would be

able to come into contact with several important figures and historical

secrets. However, before the Cataclysm, a Sequence 5 didn't enjoy such a

status. He wasn't even able to enter the divine kingdom, so he naturally

knew little about the Kings of Angels and the ancient sun god. What he

knew was limited to what was written in the various religious canons.

However, Klein keenly noticed that he had mentioned something.

There were traces of the remnant giants in the Northern Ridge mountain

range.

This mountain range's present name was Antares, and it was located

within Feysac. It made it easy for him to associate this information

with the people of Feysac claiming to be descendants of giants, how the

God of Combat was a giant, and other information.

Seeing that there was no connection to the Kings of Angels, Audrey

switched to guiding Snowman's dream into presenting what was most

important and influential to him.

The majestic cathedral they were standing in began to shake as changes

silently happened.

In just a few seconds, the cathedral's scale shrank. Outside was a

square that had been renovated.

Snowman knelt in front of the cross and divine statue, his body bathed

in pure sunlight.

A blurry figure in simple priest robes appeared beside him, speaking

with a loud and solemn tone: "Are you willing to choose the path of an

ascetic, to give up love, to distance yourself from indulgence, to not

wield power, to train your mind, and to temper your mind, allowing you

to approach our Lord by entering Heaven one step at a time?"

Snowman devotedly kissed the ground and said, "I'm willing to choose the

path of the ascetic. I'll give up love, distance myself from indulgence,

not wield power, train my mind, and to serve the Lord. It will be so

forever and ever from this day forth.

"It will be so forever and ever from this day forth!"

The more Snowman spoke, the more resolute he became. In the end, he

solemnly repeated his promise.

"...This is the one thing that left the deepest impression on him and

has resulted in the deepest effects on him." Audrey turned her head and

said to The World and The Star.

Thinking back on Snowman's past performance and recalling how he never

gave up on his beliefs, nor stop his ascetic training despite being

stuck in the book world, Klein nodded gently and sighed.

"He is a true ascetic."

Audrey retracted her gaze, and after guiding Snowman to present

something that was more important to him, she returned to The World and

The Star and said in a gentle voice, "There shouldn't be much left."

Klein glanced at Snowman and said, "Let's go to the next spot."

Inside a house in Pessote City.

Mobet, with his brownish-yellow hair, dark brown eyes, high nose bridge,

and thin lips, was wearing slightly furry pajamas. He laid on a bed that

was half high and half low, as he stared at the ceiling, muttering to

himself, "Winter year is much colder than usual. It's starting to

snow...

"Although it's almost noon, I don't want to get up at all...

"Siatas, why does an elf like you insist on sleeping in? You even

pressed your hands and feet on me...

"I really miss being single. I could roll around freely in bed. Every

comer will be mine, unlike now, sigh..."

On the bed, Elven Songster Siatas leaned her body sideways while

sleeping comfortably. Not only did she occupy nearly half of the bed,

but she also left a large amount of space on her side as her body clung

close to Mobet. She left one arm and leg on him, squeezing Mobet to a

corner of the bed, almost to the point of falling off.

After pulling up the blanket that was pinned down, Mobet sighed and

closed his eyes, preparing to sleep again.

Then, he really fell asleep.

In his dream, he sat at the bar counter, alternating between sipping

hard liquor and gulping down beers. He didn't return home as he claimed

he would wait for Siatas to come begging him to return.

"Is this the aristocrat from the Fourth Epoch?" At the entrance of the

tavern, Leonard glanced at Klein.

Klein gave a clear answer:

"That's right."

Hmm, Mr. Star's tone and actions suggest that he's more nervous than

before... He seems to care a lot about this aristocrat from the Fourth

Epoch... According to the information given by Mr. World, a certain

person that Mr. Star knows might've seen the second Blasphemy Slate, and

that's an extremely ancient divine artifact... Although I can't

eliminate the possibility of seeing it in the Fifth Epoch, powerhouses

of the Fourth Epoch are more likely to have a chance of coming into

contact with such matters...So, this aristocrat from the Fourth Epoch is

related to the person Mr. Star knows? Audrey grasped certain matters

through fine observation and interpretation.

With this as a premise, she quickly came to a conclusion:

Mr. Star would step forward and suggest that he would guide the dream.

"As expected, the Fourth Epoch revered asymmetrical beauty, but such

attire really made me uncomfortable." Leonard teased before looking at

Miss Justice and The World Klein Moretti, "Let me do it this time."

"Alright," Audrey replied with a brisk tone and smile.

This was a development that Klein was happy to see. He naturally

wouldn't stop it.

"That wouldn't be an issue."

Leonard then tugged at his collar and walked to the bar counter in a few

steps. He sat beside Mobet and ordered a local Sangen beer.

He gulped and suddenly said, "You look like a member of the Zoroast

family."

"Everyone here knows that. No, not just humans." Mobet took a sip of his

alcohol and continued looking forward. Leonard smiled and shook his

head.

"Let me introduce myself. I'm a student of Pallez Zoroast."

He planned to use this identity to pull strings and reduce any sense of

reluctance Mobet would have, making it easier for him to continue

guiding him.

Indeed, the person Mr. Star knows is also a Fourth Epoch aristocrat, a

member of the Zoroast family... I wonder what level that person is... So

Mr. Star is secretly a student of a certain important figure. No... He

said that without complete confidence... A self-assumed student? Audrey

validated her guess as her smile became more obvious.

After hearing Leonard's self-introduction, Mobet finally turned his head

and sized him up. He scoffed and said, "Student?"

"More like the target of Parasitizing, right?"

Leonard's expression froze.

Target of Parasitizing... Uh... Although Audrey was mentally prepared,

she couldn't help but twitch her eyebrows.

As for Klein, he had a hard time holding back his laughter.

Of course, he didn't believe that there was anything wrong with

Leonard's identity as a student of Pallez Zoroast. If it were him, he

would've said the same thing. It just wasn't right to directly mention

that he was a Parasite's victim, right? And being friends appeared too

distant, a disadvantage for any subsequent attempts to learn more.

The problem this time was that nobody expected Mobet to guess the truth.

After laughing twice, Mobet looked at Leonard's slightly stiff face and

said, "You aren't a member of our Zoroast family, so how can you become

Old Man's student? You can only be a target of Parasitizing!"

Having said that, he slowed down and said, "Don't worry. Old Man isn't

too bad. He wouldn't really take over your body. After the Parasitizing

is done, he will at most take away a few years of your life. You're

still young anyway, so raising your Sequence would make up for it. Heh

heh. Actually, most Beyonders can't live till the end of their natural

lifespan."

"Why must he take a few years of my life?" Leonard subconsciously asked.

Mobet raised his glass and gulped down a mouthful. He replied in a daze,

"Since you've already been Parasitized, something must be stolen,

right..."

Leonard snapped out of his daze and asked in surprise, "You also call

'Him' Old Man?"

"Of course, we all call him 'Old Man.' Heh Heh. 'He' doesn't seem to

object to it." Mobet suddenly sighed. "'He' is my great-grandfather, and

I haven't seen him for a thousand years---no, 2,000 years..."

So the reason why Old Man tolerates me calling him Old Man is because it

can remind "Him" of the beautiful past... I wonder if "His" direct

descendants are still alive... Leonard suddenly felt wistful.

As for Justice Audrey, while she was finding the words "something must

be stolen" funny, she was surprised at the word "He."

This represented that Old Man, Mr. Pallez Zoroast, was an angel!

Indeed... Audrey had expected this.

At this moment, Mobet sharply noticed a keyword and asked, "Also? Why

did you say 'also'? Do you also call 'Him' Old Man?"

Leonard nodded seriously.

Mobet was instantly puzzled as he sized up Leonard again.

"Don't tell me you have the bloodline of the Zoroast family?"

"I don't know..." Leonard answered honestly.

Mobet shook his head.

"No, it doesn't look like that's the case. It might be that Old Man

suffered a terrible blow and has changed to a certain degree."

That I know... Leonard pondered and said, "He was nearly killed by

Blasphemer Amon. He hasn't recovered yet."

Groselle's Travels was currently above the gray fog. It didn't matter

which deity's true name was mentioned in it, since it wouldn't be

sensed; therefore. Klein, Leonard, and Audrey were free to talk about

Amon and Adam.

"The powerful and terrifying ancestor of the Amon family..." Mobet's

voice unconsciously lowered.

Leonard finally gained the initiative and asked, "The aristocrats of the

Solomon empire are all very cold and evil. Why isn't the Zoroast family

like that?"