The fragments were very delicate. After getting the store manager's permission, Amon touched the "leaf" in the display cabinet with one finger and found that it felt very round and smooth, much like a pearl, but different.

"What's this?"

"That's a clam." The store manager said, "I collected this small piece from a fisherman. A good-quality clam has usually been purchased by the Church of Storms. If you like it, I'll sell it to you for 2 suler.

"

"Will the Church of Storms really acquire Shell?"

"Yes, the church often buys shells and baroque pearls of good quality in large quantities to make amulets. Tridacna is the best among shells. If there are golden lines inside, the price can increase dozens or hundreds of times." The store manager finished cleaning up.

Sitting leisurely behind the counter, he chatted with Amon, "Are you a believer in the Storm? As long as you donate a certain amount of money or are pious enough, the Church of the Storm will give you an amulet blessed by the Lord of the Storm."

Amon shook his head: "I am not a believer in storms."

"That's the goddess or the god of steam and machinery." The store manager said naturally, his title revealing his own beliefs, "If you want to buy good quality clams, you have to go to the beach yourself."

"Does that mean this is bad?"

"Haha, how could it be? Although it is indeed leftover material, I like the shape and pattern very much."

While talking, the store manager had already wrapped up the shell wind chime and conch pendant properly. Amon stared at this bracelet that was of ordinary workmanship but interested him for a while, and finally decided to buy it: "This bracelet..."

"I'll buy it."

A gentle female voice added out of thin air. It was a lady wearing a long black dress with a beautiful face, long hair hanging down, and a black soft hat on her head. The fine gauze covered her eyes and the bridge of her nose.

She said: "I like it very much. I am willing to buy it for 5 soles. Can you give it to me?"

Amon's thoughts were dazed for a moment, but he didn't realize it.

Is the item you like favored by others? This is very simple. You only need to parasitize the store manager or this lady, or cheat or steal, as long as you can make this item belong to you in the end. This lady is just an ordinary person.

Man, Amon stretched out his hand and pinched his eye sockets, and said to the store manager: "I like it very much too. I hope to buy it for 8 soles."

"12 solers." The lady in black followed calmly.

The store manager looked at her, then at him, and said apologetically: "Oh, this... young man, how about you change it?"

As soon as these words came out, Amon naturally understood what the store manager meant. He was slightly unhappy, his eyes stayed on the bracelet for a while, and finally he relaxed: "Okay."

"Why don't you parasitize him?" the lady asked calmly.

Amon didn't feel there was anything wrong with this question at all, and said casually: "Because I only have 8 soura."

"No, you still have a lot of cash on you, and you can steal my money, commit fraud, or parasitize me. There are many ways to get the bracelet."

The lady in black clothes and black hair asked, "Why did you give up?"

Amon had no choice but to explain to her seriously: "8 soli is the highest price I am willing to pay. Since you are willing to pay higher, it proves that you like it more than me, so I will give it to you."

The lady raised her eyebrows slightly, showing a surprised expression behind the black veil, and a hint of intelligence appeared on her beautiful and dull face: "Aren't you going to take it away?"

"No." Amon denied, "It's not that important to me."

"So, what if it's 'Origin Castle'?"

"Origin Castle?" Amon was stunned and almost woke up, but he could not resist the power of the dream and answered truthfully, "The fate of the Lord of Mysteries is too heavy, I don't want to bear that."

"But you have a way to get to Source Castle without taking responsibility."

"Really?" Amon asked in confusion. As he spoke, he suddenly saw the gray fog filling his eyes, and a huge space as grand as a temple appeared. He saw the long bronze table and 22 high-backed chairs that he had seen with his own eyes.

.He really saw the Source Castle and entered the Source Castle. As long as he thought about it, he could completely control this place.

The lady in black stood beside him like a shadow, her voice sounded distant and near, ethereal: "You come to obtain the position of the Lord of Mysteries, and that person will bear the fate of the Lord of Mysteries. This is best for you.

Do you want to?"

Do you want to?

Amon approached the long bronze table and came to the position of "The Fool". He lowered his head slightly and looked at the "divineer" emblem emerging on the high-backed chair. The emblem twisted and transformed in his eyes, turning into a pointer and a shadow.

Became a "thief".

"I……"

He said slowly: "I give you the bracelet of my own free will."

"He gave me Source Castle and shouldered his fate. Did he do it voluntarily?"

"I don't want to take responsibility. If he is willing to take responsibility, then I will give him Source Castle."

After saying this, there was silence behind him. Amon turned his head, only to see the lady in black clothes and black hair looking at him quietly, with the corners of her mouth raised, and a smile slowly revealed.

TBC

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I saw a reader posting on Tieba to complain about my old love, who should have died long ago.

Brother, why are you posting this, discussing the plot setting of this article with a group of people who have never read the book?

"The barrier is impossible to penetrate." If we talk about this, how can the quality of human souls be higher than that of gods? It is impossible for the soul to penetrate the angels and the true gods of the past. How can the travelers from other worlds escape from the Heavenly God and the Seven Gods?

What about Dharma Eye? Then how can the original characters such as Klein, Amon, Adam and others have worldly feelings? Fans are just wild fantasies. According to your statement, everyone should stop writing them.

If I don't do anything, I just talk about the anti-routine chaos and evil. It's just lip service. In essence, it's a light novel about the character Nanny. If I always do it, I start discussing that he should have died a long time ago. Some readers are really like Mr. Ye.

I'm angry, I want to take leave!

Although, I really want to complain. The idea of ​​old love/decline should be damned has only appeared recently, which means it can basically be regarded as the emotional catharsis after Klein was killed. The co-author said that some readers did not understand me at all.

I ignored the warning written at the beginning, and didn’t pay attention to the comments on the release. I didn’t care about Lao Ai killing strangers and characters I didn’t like. I even thought it wasn’t bad enough. After killing Klein, I started discussing when Lao Ai would die.

Already.

As for the friend who posted this, I won’t complain if you remember Kaping as the King of Decline and Karen as the King of Decline. First of all, the Lao Ai massacre was in the Southern Continent, which reduced the losses of the countries and churches in the Northern Continent.

Aren't the Seven Gods beneficial? How could they kill Lao Ai? I wish Lao Ai had killed them all so that they could occupy the whole country without spending a single soldier. Tingen 0-08 is the goddess's tacit approval. This is with Adam.

Tingen’s Goddess of Disaster knows about the deal, but it is just a necessary sacrifice. Do you really think the goddess will save people? And you think the most outrageous part of killing Klein on Origin Castle is as if the plot was imagined by you.

When did I say that Lao Ai used the essence of his body? It was because Klein first divined Lao Ai to establish contact, and then he could go up through Amon, a serious scheming family. Even if all the deceitful souls were used, it would only be

Can only stay for a little while.

Watching while jumping?

I think that the invincibility and power of my old love are basically the imagination of some readers. I am afraid that someone will pull my leather cover even if I take two steps. I still say the same thing, if you don’t like it, stop the loss in time, and it will cost you more than ten yuan.

money.

I can’t write anymore, so let’s leave it at that!
Chapter completed!