"Cultists who believe in the Evernight..." Upon hearing Snowman's words, the three people present were more or less embarrassed.
Klein, Audrey, Leonard —each and every one of them has some connection to the Evernight Goddess. One is a standard cultist who believes in the Evernight; another is not only a cultist but also a near-high-ranking member of the cult and the leader of an elite squad; and the third is even more powerful, being a direct Blessed of the evil god.
"Ahem... So it seems the Church of Evernight appeared even earlier than historical records suggest, long before the Cataclysm, though it existed as Concealment organization back then." Klein cleared his throat, offering a brief analysis to break the sudden silence.
Audrey pursed her lips, nodded, and continued to guide Snowman's dream, prompting him to reveal information about the Angel King that existed in his subconscious.
Unfortunately, Snowman was only a Sequence 5 Ascetic, which was considered a near-high level in the Fifth Age, allowing him access to many important figures and historical Concealment. However, he did not have such a status before the Cataclysm, and could not even enter the earthly kingdoms of gods. Naturally, he did not know much about the Angel King and the Ancient The Sun God, and his knowledge was limited to what was recorded in various religious texts.
However, Klein keenly noticed that the other party had mentioned one point:
Traces of Giant remnants have been found in the Northern Ridge Mountain Range.
The mountain range, now called Antals, is located within Feysac, making it easy for Klein to connect this news with the Feysac people's claim to be descendants of Giant and the fact that the " God of Combat " is actually Giant.
Seeing that the Angel King was no longer relevant, Audrey turned to guiding Snowman's dream to reveal the things that were most important to him and had the deepest impact on him.
The magnificent church they stood on began to sway, silently undergoing a change.
In just a few seconds, the church shrank in size, revealing a renovated square outside.
Snowman knelt before the cross and the statue of God, bathed in pure sunlight.
A blurry figure in a simple priest's robe appeared to his side, speaking in a loud and solemn voice:
"You voluntarily chose the path of asceticism, giving up love, forsaking pleasure, relinquishing power, tempering your body, and refining your spirit, step by step entering the Kingdom of Heaven and drawing closer to my Lord."
Snowman reverently kissed the ground and then said:
"I voluntarily choose the path of asceticism, giving up love, staying away from enjoyment, relinquishing power, tempering my body, refining my spirit, and serving my Lord, from this day forward, never to change."
"From this day forward, never to change!"
Snowman became more and more determined as he spoke, and by the end, he was repeating his promise with a solemn expression.
"... This is the thing that left the deepest impression on him and had the greatest impact on him." Audrey turned her head and said to "the world" and " the Star ".
Reflecting on Snowman's past actions, and recalling how he hadn't abandoned his faith or stopped his ascetic practices even while trapped in this book's world, Klein nodded slightly and sighed:
"He was a true Ascetic."
Audrey withdrew her gaze, then guided Snowman to say or present what was more important to him, before returning to the sides of the two men, "World" and " The Star," and speaking in her still gentle voice:
There shouldn't be anything else.
Klein glanced at Snowman and said:
"Let's go to the next place."
Inside a house in the City of Pesot.
With flaxen hair, deep brown eyes, a high nose bridge, and thin lips Mobett lay on the half-high, half-low bed, wearing a slightly fuzzy nightgown, staring at the ceiling and muttering to himself:
This winter is much colder than usual; it's even started snowing...
"Even though it's almost noon, I really don't want to get out of bed..."
" Siatas, why are you, an Elf, still lying in bed? And you're even putting your hands and feet on me..."
"I really miss the days when I was single. I could roll around freely in bed, every corner was mine. Unlike now, sigh..."
On that bed, " Elf Singer " Siatas was sleeping comfortably on her side, taking up nearly half the space and leaving a lot of empty space on her side. She was very close to Mobett, with one hand and one foot on him, so that Mobett was squeezed to the edge of the bed and almost fell off.
After pulling the blanket up from where it had been pressing down, Mobett sighed, closed his eyes, and prepared to go back to sleep.
Then, he actually fell asleep.
In his dream, he sat at the bar, sometimes sipping strong liquor, sometimes chugging beer, saying he wouldn't go home and waiting for Siatas to come and beg him.
"Is this the nobleman from the Fourth Age?" Leonard asked, the Star at Klein at the tavern entrance.
Klein gave an unequivocal answer:
"Right."
"Hmm," Mr. The Star's tone and actions indicated that he was more nervous than before... He seemed quite concerned about this nobleman from the Fourth Era... According to the information previously revealed by Mr. World, someone Mr. The Star knew might have seen the second " Blasphemy Slate," which is a very ancient divine artifact... Although it's possible they only saw it in the Fifth Era, comparatively speaking, the powerful figures of the Fourth Era had a better chance of coming into contact with it... So, is this nobleman from the Fourth Era related to the one Mr. The Star knew?" Audrey " Justice " grasped some things through careful observation and interpretation.
Given this premise, she quickly made a judgment:
Mr. " The Star " will take the initiative to suggest that he guide the dream this time.
"As expected, the Fourth Age idolizes asymmetrical beauty; this outfit really makes me uncomfortable," Leonard joked, then looked at "Miss Justice " and "The World" Klein Moretti, saying, "I'll do it this time."
"Okay," Audrey replied with a slight smile and a light tone.
This is precisely the kind of development that Klein is happy to see, so naturally he won't stop it.
"No problem."
Leonard then tugged at his shirt collar, walked a few steps to the bar, sat down next to Mobett, and ordered a local Sangen beer.
He gulped down a mouthful and then suddenly said:
"You look like a member of the Zoroast Family."
"Everyone here knows—no, not just people," Mobett said, taking a sip of his drink while still looking ahead.
Leonard smiled and shook his head:
"Let me introduce myself. I am a student of Pallez Zoroast."
He planned to use this identity to build rapport, reduce resistance, and facilitate subsequent guidance.
Sure enough, the person Mr. " The Star " knew was also a nobleman from the Fourth Age, a member of the Zoroast Family... I wonder what level he was on... So Mr. " The Star's " secret identity was a student of some important person, no, he didn't say that with enough confidence... a self-proclaimed student? Audrey confirmed her guess, and her smile became even more pronounced.
After listening to Leonard's self-introduction, Mobett finally turned his head, looked him up and down a few times, and scoffed:
"Student?
"Is it the one being Parasitism?"
Leonard's expression froze instantly.
The host being Parasitism... Hmm... Although Audrey was somewhat prepared, she still couldn't help but twitch her eyebrows.
As for Klein, he was having a hard time suppressing his laughter.
Of course, he didn't think there was anything wrong with Leonard's identity as a fake student of Pallez Zoroast. He would have said the same thing. He couldn't just say, "I'm Parasite," and a relationship like "friend" would seem too distant, which wouldn't be conducive to further investigation.
The problem this time is that no one expected Mobett to guess the truth so easily.
After chuckling twice, Mobett looked at Leonard's slightly stiff face and said:
"You're not a member of the Zoroast Family, how could you possibly be the Old Man's student? You're just someone he can Parasitism!"
At this point, he slowed his speech a little:
"Don't worry, the Old Man isn't too bad. He won't really take over your body. After the ' Parasitism ' ends, he'll only take a few years of your life at most. Anyway, you're still young. You can make up for it by advancing one Sequence. Hehe, actually, most Beyonder don't live to the end of their natural lifespan."
"Why must it take away a few years of life?" Leonard asked instinctively.
Mobett picked up his glass, gulped down a mouthful, and replied, somewhat bewildered:
"Since it's already ' Parasitism,' it has to steal something, right...?"
"..." Leonard snapped out of his daze and asked, slightly taken aback, "You call him ' Old Man ' too?"
"Of course, we all call him Old Man, haha, and he hasn't objected." Mobett suddenly sighed. "He's my great-grandfather. I haven't seen him in a long time, a thousand years, no, two thousand years..."
So the Old Man allowed me to call Old Man" because it reminded him of some beautiful memories from the past... I wonder if any of his direct descendants are still alive... Leonard suddenly felt a pang of emotion.
While Audrey " Justice " one, found the phrase "always have to steal something" amusing, she was also quite surprised to grasp the meaning of the word "He".
This means that the old man Pallez Zoroast, was an Angel!
As expected... Audrey had anticipated this.
At this moment, Mobett also keenly discerned a key word:
"Also? Why did you say 'also'? Do you also call him 'Old Man '?"
Leonard nodded seriously.
Mobett was immediately confused, and then looked Leonard over carefully a few more times:
"Do you have the blood of our Zoroast Family?"
"I don't know..." Leonard answered truthfully.
Mobett shook his head:
"No, no, it doesn't seem like it. Perhaps the Old Man suffered some major setback, which has changed him somewhat."
"I know that..." Leonard said carefully.
"He was almost killed by the ' Blasphemer ' Amon, and he hasn't recovered yet."
Groselle's Travels is currently placed above the Gray Fog. It doesn't matter which god's real name is mentioned in it, since it won't be detected. Therefore, Klein, Leonard, Audrey can freely talk about Amon Adam.
"That powerful and terrifying ancestor of the Amon Family really existed..." Mobett's voice unconsciously lowered.
Leonard finally seized the initiative and began asking questions:
"The noble families of the Solomon Empire all seem to be ruthless and evil, why aren't the Zoroast Family like that?"
P. S.: I recommend a book called "Becoming an Immortal Through Pay-to-Win," a story about a game planner who transmigrates to a world of cultivation and magic!