Ammon's Grand Adventure (VI)

Ammon pondered how the current Lord of Mysteries would solve the problem at hand if he were in this situation, but regrettably, the only things that came to mind were "Leodoro" and "Just kill me."

There was no helping it. By the time Ammon met him, he was already Sequence IV, and Ammon was not a Miracle Invoker, so he could not escape death by killing himself.

"No, that line is only superficial. The key isn't there!" Ammon tried his best to calm down and muttered as if hypnotizing himself:

"I need to think from a mortal's perspective. The things mortals can use, the things mortals would do!"

Though he thought this way, Ammon failed to come up with any useful ideas, because he simply had no idea what mortals would do or think.

He had never studied things he could alter so easily. On the contrary, he had some experience when it came to scaring people and playing pranks.

"Wait, scaring people!"

Ammon's eyes suddenly narrowed. He felt that he might have an idea.

However, unlike back then, he no longer had those convenient Beyonder Abilities, and this world seemed to lack supernatural powers. Some of the more direct methods might not work so well.

With those thoughts in mind, Ammon began moving lightly around the room. He constantly watched the unconscious children while keeping an ear out for approaching sounds beyond the door.

He did not know whether this would accomplish anything, but it was all he could do.

Or rather, at a time like this, only by keeping himself moving could he calm down.

It was not as though Ammon had never done something pointless before. For example, he had once hidden an avatar in Jacob's treasure for thousands of years, and had once thrown an avatar