The atmosphere in the room was quiet, but full of chilling air.

Raphael didn't mean to make any excuses, his calm eyes hid the sea, and his expression was serious.

"So, why are you doing this? What is your purpose? I think it can only be me."

Lynard was calm and composed, his expression meaningful.

"I think that as soon as you discovered the Snake Tribe's conspiracy, you mobilized your manpower to prepare for a strong attack.

But a sudden thought made you give up this idea, that is, to use the incident of the Snake Tribe to involve me in this accident, and take this opportunity to forcibly stimulate me and awaken my bloodline."

"From the very beginning, I have been wondering how a person of Althea's status could suffer from such a serious mental illness because of the schemes of some gutter rats.

Of course, if you say it was a coincidence, you can still make sense.

But after suffering from mental illness, she did not choose a better way to treat herself. Instead, she listened to a certain psychiatrist and became an assistant to me, a detective with a low reputation.

The reason turned out to be just that if you stay with me, you have more opportunities to face your fears?

I didn't understand the nature of this world. When I first heard this reason, I really believed it.

But after awakening the bloodline and understanding the horrors of the world, this reason simply cannot withstand any scrutiny.

If you want to face your fears, wouldn't it be enough to take more walks at night?

Then, because of Althea, she and I were pulled into the hallucination town by the snake man hiding in the shadows, and experienced a series of near-death incidents.

Looking back, it all seems as incredible as a novel.

Everything was too coincidental. The giant snake that happened to have the power of the evil god, the priest with evil intentions, and the illusion that was difficult to escape were like child's play in front of us. Let us escape so easily, except for being a little weak.

Besides, he didn’t even suffer any serious injuries!”

Having said this, he touched his left eye and smiled: "Of course, except that I lost an eyeball. But from what Brooke said, it's not a big problem."

"So I have always been thinking, why at the critical moment when we finally escaped from the town, the snake priest who controlled the giant snake couldn't catch up with Orthea and me?

Being familiar with illusions, it should be much faster than us, but it has been unable to catch up with us and can only sit back and watch us escape from the town and return to reality.

The only explanation is that someone is secretly delaying it.

There are not many people who have enough motivation and ability to do this, believe me, at least there is only one person that I know of."

"That's the one I just met - you."

He shrugged and spread his hands.

"Except for you, I don't think anyone would bother to do all this, because it's just like taking off your pants and farting. It's a waste of effort."

"If you want me to awaken, can't you just fill a bottle with potion? Why do you have to create a scene where I accidentally look directly at the evil god and suffer mental stimulation?"

"Pah, pah, pah!"

The crisp applause sounded, but it did not come from Raphael, who was sitting high on the chair, but from behind Linnard.

The hidden door opened, and a middle-aged man of medium height, wearing a decent suit and holding a civilized stick, walked out, clapped his hands together and gently applauded Linnard.

"Well, it's our first time meeting you. Hello."

The middle-aged man wears a carefully groomed mustache. Although his appearance is a bit older, you can still tell that he must have been a handsome man when he was young. His eyes are clear and penetrating, shining with wisdom.

"I am Baron Raphael."

The lion-like old man on the chair stood up and walked respectfully behind the middle-aged gentleman.

Raphael took off his gloves, extended his palm to Linard, and looked at Linard with his calm eyes, his eyes narrowed and his expression unclear.

The two shook hands and sat down again.

"This is my assistant - Gibbon."

He pointed at the gray-haired old man and introduced: "Deputy Commander of the First Regiment of Order, please forgive me for letting him impersonate me to test you."

The old man smiled kindly at Linard, and his violent aura disappeared.

Faced with this situation, Linnard was not surprised.

As early as when the atmosphere was tense, when Raphael in disguise was tense all over but never showed his spiritual power, he had doubts about the other party's identity.

Now that his idea was verified, he could only agree and show a slight surprise.

"Please believe me, this test is necessary. If you have not passed the test, then unfortunately, you will not be able to join the Order Group."

Raphael waved his hand, signaling Gibbon to leave.

After they were the only two people left in the room, he pressed lightly on the armrest of the chair, and the room suddenly became dark.

All the doors and windows were closed tightly, the curtains were automatically drawn, and a faint layer of gray light appeared on the surfaces of all objects in the room, which seemed to cut off the connection between the inside and outside.

"After all, the matter involves the disappearance of your uncle and my old friend Eisenhower."

"Missing?"

Linard was surprised when he heard the word he used.

"Yes, missing."

Baron Raphael's crutch struck the ground and said: "I once promised him that I would protect you and not let you join the brutal fighting of the awakened ones.

But until he disappeared completely and could not find his whereabouts by any means, I had to find a way to circumvent this oath to make you awaken."

"Because only you who are connected by his blood can sense the interface of the fallen evil god where he is."

Linnard felt a little confused and realized that things seemed to be a little more complicated than imagined.

"Sorry, there are some things I cannot tell you in advance. This is because your power level is too weak.

But I can tell you for sure that Eisenhower is not dead. He is imprisoned somewhere, somewhere in the countless planes of the universe."

"You are not qualified to know about the specific incident at your current level. It's not because it's private.

It's because this matter itself carries extremely high levels of mental pollution, and those who are not strong enough will suffer pollution just by knowing about it.

With your current believer-level strength, if you find out about this, the only outcome will be to lose control."

"So you just need to know that when you have enough power, you will be qualified to know the true origin of the whole thing.

At that time, I will arrange a ritual to stimulate your bloodline and find the whereabouts of your uncle.

But before that, the only thing you have to do is to increase your power level.

At least, you have to truly become a monk to know some truth."
Chapter completed!