Chapter 1065: Cosmos Wanderer

Mobet glanced at Leonard and said in puzzlement, "They aren't that cold

and evil..."

He raised his glass and took a gulp.

"Don't you know that the higher the Sequence, the greater the

inclination is towards being cold and crazy? Which major aristocratic

family in the Solomon Empire doesn't have an angel? That's why they're

definitely different from normal people.

"As for the degree of coldness and evilness, it has to do with the

choice of their 'anchor' and the traits of their Beyonder pathway. I

don't know what my great-grandfather's situation is. I only know that

he's very kind and amiable, and the way he speaks and acts is rather

casual.

"In addition, the rules set by His Majesty have a key point-disharmony.

If all the aristocratic families have the same style, 'He definitely

wouldn't be satisfied."

The first reason given was something I expected, but the second reason

is a little unexpected, but it's quite funny... Was the Black Emperor of

the Solomon Empire trying to get 'Himself' diagnosed with

obsessive-compulsive disorder? Disharmony is actually a requirement...

Without wearing too thick a mask, the corners of Klein's lips curled up

slightly.

At this moment, Audrey turned her head to look at him and asked the same

question that she had as Mr. Star, "Anchor?"

All of them knew that the aesthetic taste of the Fourth Epoch was

disharmony and asymmetry and had considered it common sense, so they

didn't think too deeply about why there was such an aesthetic style.

"To the deities, believers and faith are an anchor," Klein simply

explained.

So that's the case... Mr. Fool also said that it's to stabilize one's

condition... Audrey felt her sights broaden, allowing her to consider

the relationship between the deities and believers.

At the same time, she thought in puzzlement, In the early stages of Mr.

Fool's reawakening, "He" shouldn't have many believers. Back then, what

was "His" anchor?

Leonard listened attentively as he couldn't help his expression from

turning solemn. It was as though he had suddenly thought of many things.

He quickly focused his attention on Mobet. After some deliberation, he

said, "What kind of an angel is Pallez Zoroast? What kind of habits does

'He' have?"

Hmm, Leonard is still very cautious. He still hasn't fully believed that

the grandpa in his body is Pallez Zoroast. Yes, we can't rule out the

possibility that the real Pallez has fallen, and that the one still

alive is an imposter. To an angel of the Marauder pathway, such an

action is rather normal... And to a secret existence, replacing a

particular identity is equivalent to possessing that identity, so "He"

wouldn't deliberately expose the truth...

Heh heh, on more important matters, matters that he's interested in, and

those that involve his safety, Leonard is more reliable than I expected.

If not for that, he wouldn't have realized that I was still alive back

then... As for other matters, he's just too, too half-hearted. He's too

used to using his past experience. It's not that he isn't intelligent,

but rather that he can't be bothered to use it... Klein couldn't help

but sigh.

Mobet was taken aback for two seconds before he drank a mouthful of hard

liquor and said, "Old Man appears to be an ordinary elder at home. He's

a bit naggy and likes to throw blows at his descendants, and enjoys

life. If one didn't know it ahead of time, no one would've guessed that

'He' is a Sequence 1 angel. "'His' aesthetic style is different from His

Majesty. 'He' is absorbed over categories and emphasizes cleanliness and

tidiness... When facing enemies, 'He' is good at trickery and often

likes to finish off 'His' enemies by making them break down..."

This is quite similar to how Old Man has acted to date... Leonard nodded

and asked, "Do you have 'His' portrait?"

"How could I be carrying a portrait with me? It's not like I'm looking

for anyone!" Mobet shook his head in amusement.

At this point, Leonard suddenly pointed to the side.

"Isn't that it!"

"Ah?" Mobet turned his head in confusion and doubt, only to discover

that an oil painting had appeared in his right hand at some point in

time.

As he picked up the oil painting, the content on it gradually became

clearer, revealing an old man with dark brown eyes.

The man's hair was already completely white. It wasn't very sparse, and

it was neatly combed to the back of his head. His forehead, the corners

of his eyes, and the corners of his mouth didn't seem to have any

wrinkles, not appearing too old.

It was obvious that he looked quite good when he was young. He looked

quite similar to Mobet, but he exuded a rather solemn air.

I really can't tell that this is a Sequence 1 angel... Is this also

because "He" didn't reveal "His" Mythical Creature form? Audrey tiptoed

and looked at the oil painting.

After Leonard memorized the contents of the portrait, he mentioned a few

relevant questions related to the Zoroast family and received a

satisfactory answer. The only exception was the name of the potion names

of Sequence 3 to 0. Mobet wasn't too sure either; all he knew was that

Sequence 1 was apparently Worm of Time.

After ending this topic, Leonard asked about the Solomon Empire:

"In your era, what major aristocratic families are there in the Empire?"

"There weren't many families with dukes." Mobet put down his cup and

spread out his palm. "Our Zoroast family, the Abraham family, the

Zaratul family. In addition, although the Medici family and Lord

Ouroboros didn't have any aristocratic titles, their standing wasn't

worse than the major aristocratic families."

Every time he spoke, he would curl his finger, finally curling them into

a fist.

Then, he smiled and said, "At that time, although Tudor and the

Trunsoest were the most loyal angels under His Majesty, they were still

ranked beneath us. They were on par with Augustus and Castiya."

The history of the Augustus family can actually be traced to the era of

the Solomon Empire... While Audrey was surprised, she became even more

focused on listening.

Leonard thought and continued asking, "In that era, what was the

situation in the Northern Continent?"

"All living creatures submitted to His Majesty. Even deities

acknowledged His Majesty's rule in order to fight against opposing

factions." Mobet chuckled. "They' all have countries that belong to

'Them' in poorer places. In short, Evernight, God of Combat, and Death

were at odds. The three deities of Storm, Blazing Sun, and Wisdom had a

great conflict with each other. Earth's attitude was vague and unclear,

but 'She' was more inclined towards the God of Combat. This made 'Them'

unable to cooperate in a stable fashion, thus being unable to form an

alliance to fight His Majesty and the True Creator."

At this point, Mobet sighed and said, "And precisely for the sake of

balance, His Majesty didn't attack the Southern Continent, and allowed

Death to unite the plains and the ancient forest to build the Balam

Empire."

No, ultimately, the six deities came to an agreement. Hence, the Black

Emperor perished, establishing the Tudor-Trunsoest United Empire...

Leonard recalled Pallez Zoroast's mention of this particular phase of

history and, for a baffling reason, felt how history was filled with

vicissitudes.

At that moment, Mobet turned his head and looked at him.

"Do you have cigarettes?

"These little devils that came out from the True Creator's believers

aren't bad at all."

Leonard immediately controlled the dream and conjured a cigarette before

handing it over.

"Is this an improved version?" Mobet stretched out his right hand and

snaked out a ball of fire from the kitchen behind the bar. He lit the

cigarette and took a deep breath.

Seeing smoke coming out of his nostrils, Leonard asked curiously, "The

True Creator's believers like to smoke?"

"That's right. Even Lord Medici would occasionally smoke a few sticks.

Although it's just a habit for 'Him," Mobet answered without hiding

anything.

Leonard nodded and asked, "Which deity do you believe in?"

"Of course, it's His Majesty. All the aristocrats in the Empire believe

in His Majesty. Uh, other than Lords Medici and Ouroboros. They believe

in the True Creator. Also, Duke Bethel Abraham might just be faking it.

According to what I know, 'He' only believes in 'Himself," Mobet

quipped.

Bethel Abraham... A thought came to Klein. He was about to signal

Leonard to ask further when he heard the poet ask, "Is Duke Bethel

Abraham very powerful?"

Clearly, the completely different behavior compared to the other

aristocratic families in the Empire made this ancestor of the Abraham

family stand out.

"Very powerful. Even Lord Medici and Ouroboros are afraid of 'Him,"

Mobet said as he puffed out smoke rings. "In the warring era, 'He' was

publicly acknowledged as one of the angels most likely to become a

deity."

"Warring era?" Leonard asked curiously.

Mobet looked at the slowly burning cigarette in his hand and said, "This

isn't thrilling enough. Heh heh. The warring era refers to the time

after the Cataclysm ended to the point when the Empire was established.

It lasted about 112 years. Our Zoroast family's first angel perished in

the warring era. Thankfully, we were helped by His Majesty before 'He'

became a god; thus, we didn't lose the Beyonder characteristic."

"Who did it?" Leonard immediately asked.

Mobet shook his head.

"I'm not Sequence 4 yet, so there are many things I'm not qualified to

know.

"Let's talk about Duke Bethel Abraham; I actually don't really know much

about 'Him,' but I was very interested in their family and the Beyonder

pathway they control. It's said that the Apprentice can wander the

cosmos once they reach Sequence 2. Uh, there are also rumors that it's

at Sequence 3."

Cosmos? Klein's pupils dilated slightly as he became more focused.

At this moment, Mobet continued, "They left behind lots of information

regarding the cosmos, recording many interesting things. Unfortunately,

I never managed to borrow them. However, I heard of the three laws that

they concluded for wandering the cosmos:

"First, don't respond to any calls. Second, don't be reckless and

approach unknown creatures or buildings. Third, endure loneliness."

It sounds like the cosmos is vast and dangerous... I wonder if the

current Abraham family still has the travel notes related to the cosmos.

I'll get Miss Magician to ask in the future... When Klein's gaze swept

over, it happened to cross with Miss Justice's gaze that was directed at

him. They immediately realized that the other party had also thought of

Miss Magician.

Leonard did the same. He nodded slightly and asked about other matters.

During this process, the dream changed with Mobet's memories. Following

that, they saw the appearances of Medici, Ouroboros, and other

high-level figures.

Of course, as Mobet had few interactions with the Black Emperor and

Bethel Abraham and didn't dare to look at 'Them' head-on, his impression

of 'Them' was a blur.

Towards the end, Audrey grabbed both Klein's and Leonard's arms and

jumped into Siatas's dream.

This Elven Songster was standing in the garden holding her stomach and

frowning at Mobet.

"Can you steal the fetus in my stomach and stuff it into your body?"

"It can be done, but even if it's stuffed into my body, I won't be able

to give birth to him," Mobet replied fearfully.

Siatas thought seriously and said, "Then steal the corresponding organs

that are needed?"

"...If it's just the simple act of theft, then it might still succeed.

But for what f-follows after, I'll be at my wit's end. This is beyond my

capabilities..." Mobet said nervously.

The conversation between the human and elf left the trio dumbfounded.

After a few seconds, Audrey suggested, "...Why don't I do it this time?"