Azzik's Plans

Luo Lin only needed to take advantage of the fact that Medici still did not know the truth, using the Ancient Sun God to draw closer to Medici. Whether the two sides would fall out afterward was entirely outside Luo Lin's considerations.

Or rather, Luo Lin had always been nothing more than an outsider in this matter.

If Medici and I get along well by then, but I can't raise Adam's favorability, I won't mind taking the Red Angel's side and helping Him fight Adam. Luo Lin thought shamelessly.

As for whether Adam would sense this thought of his, honestly, Luo Lin was deliberately thinking it for Adam to see, just as he had deliberately thought of Adam when dealing with matters related to the Hurricane Admiral.

Luo Lin naturally knew that there might even be an Adam squatting in the air around him right now. He also knew that he had little ability to resist Adam at present. Since that was the case, he might as well openly display his attitude and, while he was at it, test Adam's attitude.

Adam wanted to uncover Luo Lin's true background, but did Luo Lin not also want to understand what this divine Creator was thinking?

Through this period of probing, combined with the peculiar nature of his own soul, Luo Lin had even developed some guesses about certain matters—he did not know whether Adam could perceive his thoughts, but he guessed that, just as Amon could not parasitize him, the Audience Pathway's abilities resembling hypnosis and cognitive alteration most likely would not work on him either.

Otherwise, if Adam hypnotized him, would that not solve the problem at its source?

As for whether he had already been hypnotized, there was no need to consider that. As someone who had faced Yog-Sothoth directly and housed a Nyarlathotep fragment within his body, Luo Lin was not so muddled that he could not tell whether he was awake.

However, Luo Lin also knew that even if his guess was true and Adam truly could not alter his cognition, Adam's existence would still be exceedingly troublesome. Even so, Luo Lin had always been able to take such things in stride.

You can certainly arrange me, push me to the opposite side of this world, or win me over. After all, I can still be considered half a member of the lawful camp. Hmm, from that perspective, I'm actually rather curious about what you'll choose...

Luo Lin chuckled inwardly. Not caring whether Adam could sense his thoughts, he began considering matters concerning Xio and Fors.

He wondered whether they had encountered Justice Audrey. This return to Backlund could serve as an opportunity to push forward their progress in joining the Tarot Club... Luo Lin thought this, while maintaining his persona on the surface. He was truly quite dedicated.

Azzik naturally had no idea what chaotic nonsense Luo Lin was thinking about. He then looked at Klein and said gently, "Klein, I'm afraid I must retract what I said before. Next, I may personally search for my memories of the past."

Before recovering the memories related to his daughter, Azzik had indeed maintained a rather indifferent attitude toward searching for his past. But after meeting his daughter and recovering part of his memories, his motivation to seek those memories had clearly reached an unprecedented height. He no longer intended to simply let things be.

"Mr. Azik, do you still need me to search for clues about your past?" Klein hurriedly asked.

"You can help me keep an eye out. Just as I said before, there is no need to search deliberately. I do not want these matters to bring you danger." Azzik paused here, suddenly scrutinizing Klein carefully. With slight puzzlement, he said, "Strange..."

"What is it, Mr. Azik?" Klein immediately grew tense.

"There is a layer of mist shrouding you. It seems related to the Spirit World, but I cannot be certain..." Azzik's expression held both confusion and concern. He raised a hand to rub his temple, trying and failing to recall more. In the end, he could only solemnly warn him:

"Klein, be careful. Perhaps more than one existence is interfering with your fate."

Klein's expression froze. Thinking of the coincidences that had appeared around him and that mysterious gray mist, he suddenly felt a headache coming on.

Luo Lin had not expected Azzik's recovered memories to let him directly see the abnormality on Klein. Still, he was not alarmed. He merely looked worriedly at Klein, then at Azzik, and asked, "Mr. Azik, do you have a way to resolve it?"

"I'm sorry." Azzik gave a bitter smile and shook his head. He truly had no way to help Klein in this regard; he had recovered far too few memories.

However, as he looked at Klein before him, Azzik pondered for more than ten seconds before removing a copper whistle from his sleeve and handing it to Klein. "Although I have no way to resolve the anomaly in your fate, Klein, if you encounter an unsolvable problem later, you can use this to contact me."

"Is this an item for summoning a messenger?" Luo Lin appropriately showed a curious expression.

"A messenger?" Klein looked puzzled. Having not yet learned about such matters, he clearly did not know what a "messenger" was.

"I know this one." Luo Lin showed a smug expression and eagerly introduced the nature of messengers—a "messenger," as its name implied, was an envoy who delivered letters for its master. They were usually Spirit World Creatures. Beyonders could form contracts with suitable Spirit World Creatures and make them their messengers. Under normal circumstances, a Beyonder could only have one messenger, except for big shots.

"Indeed, just as Jack said, this is an item for summoning a messenger. As long as you blow the copper whistle, you can summon my messenger. Like this..."

After speaking, Azzik demonstrated by blowing the copper whistle. A tall skeletal messenger appeared before them.

"Th-this is a messenger?" Klein stared at the skeletal messenger, which was at least over two meters tall, clearly deeply shocked. He could only feel that the Beyonder world was far too wondrous.

Azzik smiled at that, then explained how to dismiss the messenger before giving the copper whistle to Klein. He said earnestly, "I am not certain whether I can help you, but I hope that I can."

If Klein had previously been merely a student for whom Azzik held some favor, then after they had met his daughter from the past together, and Klein and Luo Lin had both been asked by his daughter to look after him, Azzik had developed some affection for Klein by association.

Under such circumstances, Azzik truly did not want anything to happen to Klein. That was why he chose to give him the copper whistle.

Luo Lin, who had watched this unfold, raised an eyebrow. He had not expected the thread of fate to converge under such circumstances.

Just then, Azzik seemed to think of something. He looked at Luo Lin, took paper and pen from his pocket, wrote down a string of Hermes Language, and handed it to him. Gently, he said, "This is how to summon my messenger. You may also use it to contact me. I'm sorry, there is no second copper whistle. I hope you do not mind."