Chapter 859

"The translation you wanted is here." 'Magician' tossed the stack of letter paper onto the table in front of 'Star', pulled over a chair, and sat down.

Mr. 'Star' didn't change his sitting posture, just stretched his hand forward.

The stack of letter paper was instantly supported by an invisible force, flew up, and landed in 'Star's' palm.

'Star' read through it with a focused gaze, and the sound of rustling gently rang in the quiet room.

After a while, he raised his head and looked at 'Magician' across the desk:

"Do you think their deduction makes sense?"

Lady 'Magician' answered with a smile:

"From a writer's perspective, there's no better deduction than this.

"Of course, I actually also think this is very likely true.

"What do you think, old Mr. Pallez?"

'Star's' eyes suddenly became deep, and an aged voice came from his mouth:

"At the time, we only detected that Alistair Tudor was doing something very dangerous in Trier; we didn't understand what it specifically was.

"If this is really the case, one question that needs to be answered is: where was the knowledge that made Alistair Tudor do those things obtained?"

'Magician' had long thought about this question:

"One possibility is that the 'Red Priest' uniqueness, which already had a certain contamination, plus Alistair Tudor forcibly switching from a non-adjacent pathway and promoting at the cost of madness, allowed Him to sense the situation over there during godhood, causing a wonderful resonance and obtaining corresponding knowledge.

"Another possibility is that that person gave it through some method."

Speaking of this, 'Magician' asked, following her spiritual intuition:

"What you really want to say is, does this matter have the shadow of that person?"

'Star' answered again with an aged voice:

"Hasn't He always been interfering with history, letting it develop in the direction He anticipated?

"Of course, this matter might not be predetermined history; it's more likely He wanted to verify something.

"I didn't quite understand before why He would help Alistair Tudor forcibly promote to 'Red Priest' and be responsible for stabilizing the state so that Alistair Tudor wouldn't go directly out of control; now I understand a bit:

"At that time, He was only an Angel of Time, and it was very difficult to influence and arrange a true god, but what if that true god's state was already very poor, in a state of madness, and often acted only according to instinct? Would it be easier? Yes.

"And with Alistair Tudor, the crazy 'Blood Emperor', participating, it was possible for the 'Primordial Witch' to be attracted to join this matter.

"In the end, He should have verified His thoughts and obtained valuable experience, but the result seemed to have some accidents, leading to the outbreak of the 'War of the Four Emperors'."

'Star' suddenly changed back to his original magnetic voice:

"How many years were there from Alistair Tudor becoming 'Red Priest' to the outbreak of the 'War of the Four Emperors'?"

He then answered his own question with an aged voice:

"Five hundred and thirty-seven years."

"Enough to verify some things." 'Star' sighed with a magnetic voice.

'Magician' also nodded gently:

"If this is the truth, then He must be very clear about the problems hidden in the special Mirror World.

"Heh, if Mr. 'Fool' were already awake now, he would definitely go straight to the 'Forsaken Land of the Gods', grab Him by the collar, and ask what exactly is hidden in the deepest part of the special Mirror World!"

'Star' sighed subconsciously:

"He, Mr. 'Fool' isn't that violent and rude."

Lady 'Magician' laughed:

"Do you understand what fantasy is?

"You must distinguish what is fantasy, what is truth, what is a lie, what is the real emotion revealed in a lie, what is the deep-seated emotion, tendency, impulse, and conflict expressed by using the most impossible thing imagined, what is the truth spoken, what is thought, and even what one is willing to do, but doesn't represent the true attitude.

"Once you distinguish these..."

Speaking of this, Lady 'Magician' looked at the paper and pen on the desk and laughed in a low voice:

"You will be able to initially master the art of poetry."

Mr. 'Star' was silent for a few seconds before saying:

"Is the knowledge obtained this time just the 'Hunter' and 'Witch' parts, and also His arrangement?"

"'Magician' pondered for a moment before saying, "I think it's more like what that 'Celestial Master' did. We don't know what state that 'Celestial Master' is in, but from 'Daoist Ming', even if He couldn't prevent the contamination of Kemelo of the 'Mosque Ascetic Order', He should be able to deeply influence what the knowledge constituting the contamination is, and during the hostel matter, He already noticed 'Scepter 7'."

Hearing this, Mr. 'Star' nodded:

"Are the 'Hunter' and 'Witch' among the Minor Arcana under your command entangled together also His arrangement? Wanting to realize in them what was verified from the 'Blood Emperor' and the 'Primordial Witch' back then?"

Lady 'Magician' laughed lightly:

"More than just entangled; although I didn't see it with my own eyes, my spiritual intuition and writer's sense of smell both tell me that something must have happened.

"I pity them, yet I can't help but want to understand the specific details..."

As she spoke, 'Magician' coughed lightly and pulled the topic back on track:

"The current development is the inevitability of their fate entanglement, emotional interaction, personal character, and inner growth; it should have nothing to do with Him.

"But!"

Lady 'Magician' emphasized the "but" and said:

"I now suspect that their initial meeting was His arrangement, and after that, He just let it develop.

"Do you understand? The top-level writer builds the stage, constructs events, and lets the characters perform, display, interact, and conflict on the stage and in the events to complete the most wonderful story."

'Star' originally wanted to tease you writers, but looked at the paper and pen on the table and remained silent.

After 'Magician' finished sighing, she turned to say:

"Next, we should be able to decrypt more content from that data.

"What about the reward? What about the reward for 'Cup 2'?"

'Star' took out portions of Beyonder materials packed in silver boxes and said:

"Already prepared.

"This is the potion formula and all materials from Sequence 9 'Seer' to Sequence 7 'Nightmare'."

'Magician' glanced at it and asked with a smile:

"Not giving that gold coin?"

"Although 'Cup 2' is the guide for the dream we scheduled, she is the only one worthy of trust and knowledgeable enough about the corresponding environment, but I still can't let her obtain it too easily. I will give her another mission and tell her that this time, besides the potion formula and corresponding materials for Sequence 6 'Soul Soother', I will also give her a special reward." 'Star' stroked his slightly messy hair and said with a smile.

'Magician' nodded gently and mentioned another matter:

"I've always wanted to ask, old Mr. Pallez, you've already promoted to Sequence 1, why are you still staying on Mr. 'Star'?"

'Star's' eyes became deep again, and his voice became aged:

"People like stability when they get old; I don't want to change the environment I'm used to."

'Magician' responded with a smile:

"I want to hear the truth."

'Star' sighed and said in an aged voice:

"You'll understand once you become a Sequence 1 Angel; you'll be able to clearly feel how terrifying the slight influence leaked out when Mr. 'Fool' and that Celestial Master confront each other is. I can only continue to stay within the Church of the 'Night Goddess', seeking a bit of protection."

'Magician' gave an "mm" and put away the potion formula and all the materials on the desk.

She thought for a moment, her eyes moving as she asked Mr. 'Star':

"Where did you obtain these materials?"

'Star' revealed a smile:

"Applied for them from His Holiness the Pope."

'Magician' asked thoughtfully:

"Your Holiness the Pope didn't ask why and just gave them?"

"Yes, just gave them." Mr. 'Star' curled his lips and answered frankly.

Lady 'Magician' revealed an expression of sudden realization.

She then stood up, pulled open a gate formed of starlight in the void, and left the house built of logs.

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Just as the deep night was receding and there was no faint light on the horizon, inside the apartment Lu Mian rented.

Jenna, covered by a quilt, revealing her snow-white shoulders, lay on Lu Mian's side, stretched out her right hand, and tried to pry open the other party's eyelids.

"What are you doing?" Lu Mian asked with amusement and annoyance.

Jenna pursed her lips and said:

"You're keeping your eyes closed and not looking at me, so I can only take the initiative myself and help you open your eyes."

Lu Mian opened his eyes helplessly, seeing those blue eyes that carried a smile and hidden a bit of darkness.

After staring at each other for a few seconds, Lu Mian said thoughtfully:

"Your mental state is much better than before."

Jenna withdrew her hand, supported herself in front of her, rested her chin on her hand, and looked at Lu Mian's face and eyes with a smile:

"Yeah, I felt much better after talking it out with Franca that day."

Lu Mian sneered instantly:

"Who was it before that said the worst result they could think of was Franca coming to kill me, and I was willing to agree? You clearly knew Franca couldn't do that kind of thing."

"That was just a fantasy, a fantasy derived from inner emotions, self-conflict, and self-destructive tendencies; couldn't you tell?" Jenna hummed.

Lu Mian laughed:

"Of course I could tell, which is why I said that having the problems between you two explode early is the best choice."

As he spoke, he felt a bit emotional, instinctively reaching out his right hand, wanting to stroke Jenna's head, but halfway through, his palm froze there.

Seeing this, Jenna's gaze dimmed slightly, then she pursed her lips, directly raised her left hand, grabbed Lu Mian's palm, and forcibly dragged it over, placing it on the back of her head.

Only then did Lu Mian stroke slowly, from stiff to awkward, from awkward to natural.

Jenna looked at him, a smile appearing on her face:

"What about yours?"

Lu Mian was silent.

Jenna didn't continue this matter, asking with a smile:

"Did you and Franca do it?"

Lu Mian sighed:

"I try my best not to talk about the developments between her and me in front of you."

Jenna laughed:

"If you said these things before talking to Franca, I would indeed be sad, painful, and conflicted, only able to control myself not to show it. But now, although I will still have corresponding emotions, I am more looking forward to you going, and will even feel a bit relieved and happy. Can you understand this contradictory feeling?

"Before, when I made those choices, many times it was also this contradictory."

Lu Mian nodded slowly:

"It's not like you don't know Franca; although she went all-in, if nothing happened on the spot, she would definitely retreat a bit later, feel embarrassed, and not be able to cross the final threshold. These past few days, sometimes I look at her or she looks at me, and she's clearly uncomfortable; Anthony must have discovered it, but he didn't say anything.

"It's not like I can take the initiative, right?"

"Yes, you take the initiative; go this morning, go right now!" Jenna said without hesitation.

Lu Mian looked at Jenna deeply:

"Do you want to use this method to increase the bond and keep her at a critical moment?"

Jenna used her nose to give an "mm":

"I will try my best to keep her, but I will also respect her final choice."

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