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"Traveler from distant time and space, The contradictory spiral of logic and wisdom, The reflection of knowledge, the backside of truth."

The honorifics chanted in ancient Hermes echoed in the spirit-sealed room, a lone candle crackling softly.

Sno dripped two drops of men's cologne onto the flame, instantly splashing a blue-white light that merged with the fragrance into a vortex, madly absorbing Sno's spirituality.

"I implore you;"

"I implore you to grant me strength;"

"Grant me the strength to complete the Paradox Charm."

"Little cardamom, please bestow your power upon my charm; ambergris, please bestow your power upon my incantation..."

As Sno chanted his incantation, layers upon layers of whispers echoed in his ears. As his spirituality was injected, a white cloud shaped like a fine horse galloped in his mind.

Sno did not hesitate. He picked up an engraving knife and carved the symbol "∞" onto a penny whose head and text had been ground away, then re-engraved with intricate patterns. A peculiar, twisted power, as if contradicting all reason, surged into it.

The continuous consumption of spirituality was insignificant for Sno, who was practically a unique spirit. As his spirituality flowed away like water, penny-shaped charms, modified from one-cent coins, were arranged before him.

"Phew, that went a lot smoother than I expected." Sno played with the coins, feeling the spirituality they carried, a slight smile on his lips. He wondered if his authority over Origin Quality was higher, or if White Horse is Not a Horse was inherently residing within his soul, making his self-invocation process much easier than for Mr. K.

He didn't need to summon himself, nor did he need to push open the door of summoning. He even replaced the essential oils and herbs with a bottle of men's cologne—

By the way, the ambergris and cardamom in his incantation were actually the ingredients of his cologne.

After all, he was praying to himself, so a little casualness was fine. His spirituality was sufficient, so he didn't need spiritual materials to reduce consumption.

However, everything has its pros and cons. For example, he couldn't store things within White Horse is Not a Horse.

Sno pocketed the Paradox Charms, which cost one cent each after excluding labor, and really wanted to find a place to test their power.

But unfortunately, he couldn't guarantee that he had escaped the surveillance of the Night Watchers, and as someone who had been staying in the hotel for half a month without going out, suddenly leaving would definitely attract attention.

Slightly suppressing the childish urge of a kid with a new toy, Sno returned to the bedside and began to tease Lily. By the way, Lily (Ruri) was the name of the Ruen short-haired cat he was raising.

In fact, he had already planned a perfect daily schedule for himself—

Wake up in the morning, pray to Mr. Fool, then start writing. After lunch, begin studying the ritual knowledge obtained from potions. In the afternoon, use the ability of [Pavlov's Dog] to attach his consciousness to Lily and go for a walk. Then, go to bed on time before 9 PM.

Oh, right. Before bed, he must drink a glass of hot milk, do half an hour of physical training, get into bed, and fall asleep immediately, never carrying fatigue and stress over to the next day.

However, like most schedules, this plan didn't last long. It wasn't because Sno lacked willpower, but because the very next day, a distorted spiritual body with a downturned mouth appeared in Sno's room.

"Looks like Mr. A's messenger isn't as fast as the train..." Sno muttered inwardly, but immediately took the envelope from the other party's hand. He watched the spiritual body, which clearly didn't meet the Aurora Society's recruitment standards, disappear again before tearing open the envelope and unfolding the not-too-long letter—

"Mr. Panredax:

I have received your letter. Given the foolish actions of the two Secret Speakers, you need not feel guilty or apprehensive about your decisiveness. The Lord will not blame any devout believer.

Even we devout believers require extensive preparation for the Lord's summoning ritual. There is no need to pay excessive attention to a fraudster who doesn't even qualify as a lamb.

The notes you intercepted are of great value, enough to exchange for an Attendant of Mysteries potion.

I presume your potion digestion is nearing completion. I look forward to your return.

Your friend, Mr. A."

"Friend? When the True Creator isn't involved, Mr. A is quite polite!" Sno smiled as he looked at the delicate and elegant handwriting on the letter, simultaneously feeling a slight relief. Fortunately, he had already connected with the great Mr. Fool, otherwise, he would be thinking about making a run for it right now.

After all, he was a prospect that Mr. A had high hopes for!

As mentioned before, once one drinks the Secret Speaker potion, their personality is bound to be distorted. Therefore, the Beyonders of the Aurora Society are either lunatics or deeply hidden lunatics.

But even among lunatics, there were ranks within the Aurora Society.

Ordinary lunatics were at the very bottom of the Aurora Society. These individuals, who couldn't control themselves at all, had only one fate: to be used as cannon fodder in battles. They would never be allowed to be involved in anything related to conspiracy or schemes.

Next were the lunatics who appeared normal. These people often possessed relatively reliable identities, allowing them to hide among the masses, slowly develop lambs, and strengthen the Aurora Society's influence. They were the backbone of the Aurora Society.

And Sno was the third type, above them: a rational lunatic with an excellent identity.

As a veterinarian, Sno frequently entered high society and had considerable connections, maintaining contact with many noble ladies and young ladies.

Such an identity allowed him to easily access the upper circles of the Kingdom of Loen, which was undoubtedly extremely valuable to the Aurora Society.

More importantly, he also had a handsome face that could represent the corporate aesthetic of the Aurora Society!

It was precisely because of this that, in order for him to pray to the Lord more frequently and thus be promoted to an Attendant of Mysteries who could better utilize this identity, Mr. A transferred him from Backlund, where throwing a stone could hit a demigod, to Tingen, a "peaceful" city where even Sequence Seven was rare.

And judging by Mr. A's letter, as soon as he finished digesting the potion, he could return to Backlund and be promoted to Attendant of Mysteries, starting to preach the glory of the rap god to the ladies and young ladies of various families.

Sno brought the letter to the candlestick and lit it, but turned his head to look at the calendar on the bedside table. Looking at the circled red date, a somewhat sinister smile appeared on his face—

"Perhaps before I return to Backlund, Mr. A will have to make a visit first..."

Regarding the strengthening of the Attendant of Mysteries' proselytizing ability, this is considered a secondary creation derived from original information.

First, as known from the original work, the Attendant of Mysteries was formerly known as the Whisperer, suggesting that this class might possess the ability to "whisper to others."

Second, in the battle against the Child of the Evil God, Magaos displayed the ability of Blasphemous Language.

Although the specific rank of the Child of the Evil God is unknown, it definitely did not reach the Angelic rank, at most an incomplete demigod, otherwise, there would be no reason for it to be suppressed by the Ashen Casket. Therefore, this ability should not have come from an Angel-level Elder of Filthy Language.

Then, what sequence is the Blasphemous Language skill from?

Secret Speaker is definitely not it. Hermit is possible, but unlikely, as the Hermit's main abilities should focus on shadow power. Rose Bishop is similar; a sequence that focuses on flesh and blood magic is also unlikely to derive Blasphemous Language. Shepherd should be more about herding. Thinking about it, Attendant of Mysteries is the most likely to possess this ability.

Hearing the Lord's teachings and then imparting them to others should be the role-playing rules of the Whisperer, but because the rap god went mad, the Whisperers have become Attendant of Mysteries.

As for the great power of the Child of the Evil God's Blasphemous Language... how about an Old Ones-level air straw?