Chapter 125 The Inescapable Invitation

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"Give...huh...volunteer..."

The store manager looked at Amon silently for a while, lying on the table talking in his sleep, then reached out and pushed him to wake him up.

Amon was forced to wake up. There were still a few marks on his face that were pressed by his own sleeves. He was still a little confused and subconsciously asked the store manager: "Do you want to sell that 8-soul bracelet?"

"Eight sores?" The store manager was happy and put the wrapped gift box in Amon's arms. "I told you, I'll sell you the bracelet for only 2 sores, so you don't have to pay such a high price."

"But wasn't there a lady who was willing to pay 12 soli just now?" Amon yawned, feeling a little resentful, "You still agreed."

After hearing this, a big question mark appeared on the store manager's forehead. He looked around the store, then looked at the confused Amon, and asked cautiously: "Did you dream? I want to buy this afternoon."

This bracelet is only for you, there is no other lady."

"After you bought the wind chime and pendant, you suddenly said you were a little sleepy, and then you walked to the rest area and started to lie down to sleep."

Huh? Amon finally woke up, looked around, and was surprised to find that it was already dark.

And he went out around four o'clock, and actually slept for more than an hour. He was indeed the only one in the store. He felt like he had just had a unclear dream, and a man in black clothes told him something in the dream.

He ordered something, but he had almost forgotten it now. He looked at the box in his hand again, and with his spiritual intuition, he confirmed that everything he bought was inside.

If you suddenly fall asleep or have a strange dream in a high sequence, it is best not to ignore it easily. This is likely to be some revelation or prediction. But Amon subconsciously felt that it was better not to think about it in detail, so he quickly compared what he had just said with

The conversation with the store manager was forgotten.

I bought everything I needed to buy, but there was nothing I wanted. Amon yawned again, stood up, said goodbye to the store manager, and left the jewelry store.

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"Is it true, Mr. Hanged Man, that you sailed to a magical red sea?"

"Justice" Miss Audrey was very interested in Alger's words. She maintained a dignified sitting posture, but couldn't help leaning her back slightly forward, almost breaking away from the "audience" state; on the other side, "The Sun"

Derrick also listened attentively to this extraordinary story outside the God-Forsaken Land, trying hard to find a counterpart in the God-Forsaken Land; while "Magician" Forsi showed both curiosity and hesitation.

She was deeply attracted by the story described by the other party, and couldn't wait to write an adventure story based on it that challenged her imagination. But she also knew that if she really wrote it like this, she would probably send it to the editorial department.

That night, I will be taught that extraordinary people come to visit the Chavas meter.

This "Gathering in front of God" is really beyond my imagination... It would be great if I could really collect the materials here and compile and publish them. I am willing to give everyone a share... Forsi's heart is itching.

The only thing that didn't react was "The World", because "The Fool" listened attentively and did not control it.

"The Hanged Man" Alger understood everyone's reaction, but Mr. "Fool" remained silent, which made him a little uneasy. He told everyone about his recurring dream during this period just to brainstorm ideas, but he didn't expect that everyone would

Listen to it as a story and enjoy it with gusto.

Don't just listen to the story... He secretly glanced at the calm god and answered Audrey's question:

"Yes, in this dream, I sailed all the way and found a red sea."

"Then, my crew members gradually turned into demons, and I also turned into a demon. We were hostile to each other. It seemed that we had forgotten that we were acquaintances and just wanted to kill each other..." Alger roughly told the story of the dream.

The chaos on the ship, with the word devil emphatically mentioned.

In the dream, it was acceptable to see his crewmates turn into demons from the perspective of a bystander, but it was absolutely terrifying to see a demon with his own face appear. After Alger woke up, he instinctively wanted to remember

He recited the command of the Lord of Storms and prayed, but when it came to his lips, he changed it to praying to Mr. Fool, but Mr. Fool did not respond to him.

Because Mr. Fool was still lying at the door of his house at that time.

"Then what? How are you doing?" Audrey once again asked this question on behalf of everyone, and Mr. Fool cast his eyes approvingly.

"Then..." Alger frowned, trying hard to recall the fragmented dream, "Then... a huge rag doll... taught us a lesson? It defeated us all, tied us up, and let the ship continue to move forward.

"

Rag doll...? Miss "Justice" was stunned, and the many cute toys she placed beside her bed appeared in her mind. For a moment, she felt that this dream that looked like a horror drama had turned into a horror comedy.

Rag doll? Klein wondered.

Rag doll? Forsi was stunned, thinking that Mr. "The Hanged Man" was quite childlike.

Only Derrick the Sun thought seriously about what a rag doll was, and then suddenly said: "A 'rag doll' is a kind of toy, right? It's sewn with cloth, filled with things, and is for children.

Toy."

"Yes." Audrey answered.

Derrick scratched his head: "There is no stuffing called 'cotton' in Silver City, and fabric is very precious. Rag dolls only exist in records... According to records, there seems to be a way for a mythical creature to be a rag doll.

But I don’t know if it’s what you’re talking about.”

After saying that, he looked at Mr. Fool. Seeing his approval, he manifested his memory.

A cute human figure with buttons for eyes and stuffed with cotton. It looks cute and feels good.

"Yes, although it can be made into many styles, this toy is just a rag doll." Audrey said firmly.

Klein noticed the ancient Giant language annotation next to it, and the screen shook slightly. This ancient language was translated into the common language of the Northern Continent, which received heartfelt praise from everyone.

"Alien species? Well, it is the path of the prisoners, Miss Sharon and Maric, and it is also the path of the Rose School of Thought in the Southern Continent..."

Klein was thoughtful, looked at the Hanged Man who was also thoughtful, and thought wickedly: "Could it be that the person who hired Mr. 'The Hanged Man' was a high-sequence expert from the Rose School?

At least he's a demigod!"

If it were in his own body, "The Hanged Man" would have been sweating profusely at this time. Reminding him of this information, he vaguely remembered that he had indeed encountered a ship of the Rose School at sea, and the captain on it was at least the same as himself.

The same Sequence 7. At that time, I thought there was going to be a tough battle, but I didn’t expect that after the opponent got closer and saw clearly, he turned around and ran away at three times the speed.

Alger didn't think he had the reputation or power to scare away these fierce and crazy cultists, so there was only one suspicious person, and that was Sistine Ernst, who was fishing on the side of the boat at the time!

Is he a demigod? And a demigod from the "prisoner" path? Since the madmen from the Rose School ran away after seeing him, it means that he is not a group, and most likely belongs to the declining "temperance sect".

So the Ernst family is a branch of the Temperance sect? Is doing charity a show of necessity or to hide it? If the other party is a demigod, his lifespan should be very long, and Sistine is most likely a pseudonym.

With insufficient information, Alger made bold speculations all the way, and thought of the founder of the legendary foundation, the great philanthropist who had almost no images or portraits left behind, Mr. Richard Ernst. This man

The year of birth and death of the philanthropist who was active in the Russell period is unknown. It is said that he has Southern Continent descent and received assistance from Emperor Russell. Some secret organizations claim that he is not dead yet, but has become a secret great existence, advocating this

The point of view is the "Pilgrimage Sect" which works closely with the Ernst Foundation.

Alger thought of the small orphanage in Bayam City that was managed by a Sequence 5 "gatekeeper", and thought of the unknown "keeper" who behaved, ate and clothed as if he were a noble.

"Artisan", and the good-tempered Mr. Ernst who often invited him to have dinner with him. When he thought that the other person might be a demigod, but he always treated him so casually, and even tried to swindle more money, Alger

I felt my scalp was numb and I was sweating all over.

However, this organization is relatively loose and low-key. In addition, there are many internal channels, so it is impossible to tell whether it is a branch of the Temperance faction.

Klein also had similar thoughts.

The Temperance sect should not be like the Indulgence sect who kills people irrationally. The mysterious strong man stopped Mr. "The Hanged Man" and his men from killing each other, and made them forget about it afterwards. It should be for "The Hanged Man".

"They're nice, they don't mean any harm..."

"Dear Mr. Fool."

After talking about the dream that had troubled him for nearly a week, Alger stood up uneasily and saluted the "Fool" above him: "This is all the information I can get from the dream."

"What do you think of this?"

The god hidden by the gray mist smiled softly and said calmly:

"nothing."

"This matter is over, and he wants you to keep it secret."

Hearing this answer, Alger "The Hanged Man" breathed a sigh of relief. Judging from the incident of Mr. Ernst causing him to lose his memory, it was obvious that the other party had no ill intentions and even had some good intentions for them.

Alger didn't feel frightened, but rather relieved.

Because other sailors obviously did not have similar dreams and lived as usual. If they had such a dream, they would definitely go to the church to confess. If the church knew that they had encountered such a terrifying thing, I am afraid that everyone on the ship would

He was imprisoned in the church basement and rarely saw the light of day.

If Mr. Ernst doesn't want to know, then he just "doesn't know". The more you know, the more likely it is to cause disaster.

"Thank you for your teaching."

Feeling that he had been thinking for a long time, Alger quickly bowed and thanked you, and at the same time asked: "How can I repay you?"

Mr. "Fool" didn't take it seriously: "It's just a small matter."

Alger's head hung lower, he praised the Fool in his heart, and sat down respectfully.

"However, your dream reminded me of something."

After Alger sat down, The Fool folded his hands and smiled softly: "For example, 'temperance'."

Temperance? The Temperance sect that splintered from the Rose School! They are the former state religion of the Highland Kingdom and a splinter from the Church of the Bound God. They claim to have inherited orthodoxy and are close to the Church of the Seven Gods, which means they are not necessarily enemies, Mr. Fool.

This is a hint that I don’t need to be nervous...

Alger completed the self-guide and was even more grateful.

The story is over, and what follows is the exchange of bits and pieces of information among the members. Klein sold the "werewolf" trait for a thousand pounds, Mr. "The Hanged Man" has the hair of the Deep Sea Naga, and "The World" also

A request was made to find the "human skin shadow". Near the end of the meeting, the god suddenly tapped the table with his fingers, attracting everyone's attention:
To be continued...