Chapter 1516: NO.132：Mother-Son Heart-to-Heart Talk

NO. 132：Mother-Son Heart-to-Heart Talk

Actually, according to Aomo's understanding, a religion that possesses a unique power usually has many extraordinary people among its followers, each possessing superb skills.

And to stand out in this group and take on the position that looks like a unique high priest…… the Moon Chariot Symbol of this parallel universe is probably also an abstractly divine person.

Moreover, he should have had contact experience far beyond ordinary people with divine beings, able to feel most worldly developments as light winds and calm clouds; conversely, more ordinary phenomena might make him not very skilled, even beyond expectation…… and such speculations, he admits, were somewhat presumptuous.

Although the result of this speculation points to a bunch of divine beings, the reasoning route is very conventional, so conventional that it makes the Beast Sect seem like just any ordinary, common cult.

This is the topic in the field of philosophical discourse——the cult itself is essentially an anti-conventional existence, but what exactly should a conventional cult be?

When you consider it a cult, you think everyone inside is weird, but this is actually an ideal development based on mental inertia; in the Federation, often among cults there are also many sects that do not follow this mental inertia.

They can have many followers who are not weird, merely because a small group of weird leadership and weird ideological books define them as a cult.

They can also simply be a tiny minority deceiving and brainwashing most normal people, operating the organization like raising and slaughtering pigs; rather than calling it a cult, it's more like a gang, and they may not even have any religious feeling.

They can also be normal in behavior patterns and mental states, simply because of reasons like illegal religious registration or deity registration, and thus be lumped together as cults——this is still difficult, because the Federation's religious registration threshold is very low, low enough that as long as doctrines do not violate the law they can pass; consequently, religious conferences often have a bunch of religions with messy names attending, and just posting the list online is enough for countless citizens to grab it as chat material.

Therefore, at the combined exhibition of horse girl and monster culture, the Beast Sect could even have a booth, which is both proof of legality and means the Beast Sect is protected by Federal law; in this sense it is not a cult.

But what about the facts?

It is indeed a cult.

Precisely because the legal threshold is low, it reveals the ugliness and hatefulness of exploiting the well-intentioned.

As fellow users of monster cards, Aomo Lindun does not intend to welcome these peers, and even lacks trust toward them.

This is not only because they sniped the Beast King, but also because he has two trustworthy logistics researchers.

Admittedly, the Federation has very little research and writings on monster-related topics, and the two young researchers cannot break the deadlock by themselves; however, solely in the field of monster cards, their research is already sufficiently deep.

Deep enough to mutually verify information with Gui Yuan Zhi Tang's side, and also to enable him to build up precautions against unfamiliar monster card users, first assuming the other party has a subconscious attitude of the landmine system.

As for which type of landmine system——is it the traditional ancient method landmine system of the Jidong school, or the East Flame New School's broadsword landmine system……

As for this Moon Chariot Symbol. alter, Aomo currently sees it as still conforming to the local ancient method.

That silent and reserved demeanor not only does not look like a religious leader, but also makes the old and young chatting calmly here seem like local bullies oppressing outsiders from other worlds.

And where does this come from again?

He is that friendly in offering a topic, hoping to let this mother and son from a mismatched world have a heart-to-heart talk.

He also rather hopes that the Speed Symbol will let other bodyguards replace him, so that he can reappear wearing Dawn Minister's helmet to check and check the current state of the Light-Chasers Club.

Or perhaps quietly squeezing into the front row to see Sirius's appearance on stage would also be nice.

But the old lady is not cooperating.

He doesn't even let him stand here as an outsider, listening to that even he feels somewhat confused and murmuring.

"Moon Chariot, how old are you now?"

"..."

"Moon Chariot?"

"47 years old."

He must be lying about his age—Aomo, listening to Sirius far away still singing 'No need to avoid the gap in power,' thinks that the Beast King guy doesn't look like he's only a dozen years older than himself.

"47, it's already been over ten years, you still can't let go?"

"I don't know."

"No answer, yet you came here?"

"Also thinking, maybe it's time to leave."

This is too bewildering; having memory lacking to this extent already counts as a disadvantaged group.

"You and the Moon Chariot I know are very different."

"What was he like? I heard he died in legitimate self-defense, and before his death he was attacking you."

"He just wanted to kill me; Luna and that young person were merely caught up in it."

That's too simplistic; I think that guy still resents me…… Aomo feels the old lady's words are not right.

"Is that so?" The man turned his head, looking toward the youth.

"?"

Although in that couple's dialogue he would occasionally be glanced at, the youth always held back a bellyful of complaints without speaking, his whole feeling being that it's none of his business; although being asked like this he didn't instinctively look toward the old man, he could only first put up a question mark.

Putting on a fake posture of delayed reaction could at least buy two seconds of judgment time.

"I'm just a bodyguard." He shrugged.

The implication is don't ask him, but understanding it as the answer to the previous question is also fine; however, such a superficial response to the trap is usually useless, since in his prior understanding he had already roughly figured out that the other party's malicious thought pattern is quite similar to his own.

But even if he sees through it, it doesn't matter; as a perfunctory response it's already adequate——thinking this, Aomo then saw the Moon Chariot Symbol straightforwardly turn his head:

"What did you do to him?"

He asked the Speed Symbol.

Aomo: "?"

Noticing Aomo's subtle gaze, the Moon Chariot Symbol turned back: "?"

"..."

Without speaking or moving, Aomo merely slightly restrained his emotional fluctuations, so that the Moon Chariot Symbol didn't have time to ask, and instead he heard the Speed Symbol answer:

"Did nothing."

"Did nothing, what does that mean?" No longer paying attention to Aomo, the Moon Chariot Symbol again stared at the Speed Symbol.

This man's behavior is far more emotional than his reported age, causing the demon to carefully conceal his own increasingly subtle feelings, then to swipe open the delayed report of Yasaka Yutaka on the light screen.

"Did nothing, or deliberately ignored him?"

"Is this related to your predicament, Moon Chariot?"

The old man asked, and the moment his cloudy eyes lifted, it was as if sharp light pierced through.

Dragging time is meaningless; you crave an answer yet you circle around with other topics—don't you realize you're getting farther from the answer you most need?

...... You act as if you truly came to dispel my doubts.

"What else can I come to do?" the old man asked with a smile, "Inquiring about the operational state of the organization you lead? Do you still have the organizational ability symbolized by family learning?"

"......" Facing this question, Yue Chi remained silent for a few seconds.

Then Yue Chi skipped over this topic.

"How do you intend to dispel my doubts?" he asked.

"Not me, him." The old man slightly raised his cane, in a slight lift toward the young man who again put a question mark on his head.

In that farce, your subordinates once displayed an impressive monster; do you still remember?

The monster of joy and sorrow, parting and reunion, Gnikes?

That's a decent mirror, but a decent mirror always avoids reflecting itself.