Chapter 469: The ever-popular investigation of myself
"And for Him to react after hiding for so many years, something must have caught His attention." He paused. "My commission is this: I can offer one instance of free assistance to anyone who provides a clue about Him."
Hunter sounded surprised. "Oh, Mr. Hermes, that's quite a tempting reward for your commission. Unfortunately, I'm not very familiar with the sea of collective subconscious."
"The sea of collective subconscious is a reflection of reality. Whatever exists must leave traces."
"That's far too broad."
Hermes laughed. "If He were really that easy to find, I wouldn't have spent centuries without seeing Him."
"I won't waste any more of your valuable time. I look forward to your good news."
With that, he fell silent, as though he had turned into a stone statue.
Edward grew thoughtful after listening. The Mind Dragon Hermes mentioned was presumably Ariehogg, whom he had encountered earlier. In the original story, Hermes had also learned the "truth" about the Russian Priest from Him.
Who would have thought Hermes had started looking for Him this early?
Come to think of it, could Ariehogg's "unusual activity" have something to do with me?
A voice whose gender was impossible to distinguish suddenly rang out. "Mr. Eight, you seem to have some thoughts about what Mr. Hermes said. Do you know that Mind Dragon's whereabouts?" The speaker was a new member standing two places away from Edward.
Everyone immediately turned their gaze toward him.
This person's awfully perceptive. Don't tell me they're another Spectator?
Edward grumbled inwardly, but outwardly said helplessly, "Sir... or madam, this is my first gathering. I don't even know who the Mind Dragon Mr. Hermes mentioned is, so how could I possibly know where He is?"
That was reasonable enough, but