"Yogos Stiano was deemed an unqualified Sequence Zero who needed to be replaced because he plotted against and exploited Rosell Gustav, stealing his achievements... What about you?"
Amon's grin stretched to his ears, brimming with undisguised schadenfreude:
"My brother, my father, my Lord... Do you think Shopkeeper Reed would fail to see through your original plan? Even if you could immediately sever your ties with the Hermit of Dusk Society, you couldn't erase the traces of the past along with them."
"Now that your foundations have been laid completely bare, have you—brimming with divinity yet devoid of human emotions, or rather, devoid of humanity—ever considered whether you might also be on that shopkeeper's replacement list?"
Adam, the Sun God, truly had the ability to erase all memories of everything he had once arranged and destroy the traces left behind in reality.
But in the eyes of Shopkeeper Reed, that existence suspected of already being the Lord of the Mysteries, there was no longer any need to infer the past through the present. He could simply observe history directly.
He could even revive people from the past in the present. How could he possibly be fooled by such methods?
"Don't worry."
Adam, the Sun God, looked at Amon and revealed a gentle smile:
"If it were only me, then without a doubt, I would be on that shopkeeper's replacement list, and my priority would certainly be high. But you are all here..."
At the sight of Adam, the Sun God's smile, Amon was so startled for an instant that he nearly lost control of his expression. Then came a chilling sensation, as though he had seen something filthy.
Only after personally experiencing what humans called getting goosebumps all over his body did Amon come back to his senses and reflect on