13 Mink Street

In the huge underground cave, an altar carved with mysterious runes is slowly rotating, magnificent and solemn.

At the top of the altar, there is a chessboard floating. This is a gladiatorial chess that was popular in the last era but has long since been discontinued. It is the artifact of Yaliluolan, the god of infatuation.

God Yaliluolan is not the main god. She is at the lower end of the divine hierarchy. She has not founded her own religious religion. At the end of the last era, she was judged as an evil god by the God of Order and was suppressed by Order.

According to the records of "Symmetra", Yaliluolan was trying to confuse a certain "adult" of the Order camp, trying to make him deviate from the God of Order, but failed.

As for who this "adult" is, it is unknown whether he is the four retinues of the God of Order, the 12 Knights of Order, or other gods listed in the order camp at that time.

It was not that this was deliberately concealed for the sake of the honor of that gentleman, but that it had not been made public at that time and had always been a secret.

Some bolder people speculate that the God of Love chose to seduce the God of Order.

There are similar records in the mythological narratives of the Luna Cult. The God of Order was once confused, and the Moon God Artemis sent the purest tears to help him resolve it.

Nowadays, as the relationship between the Lunar Cult and the Cult of Kosmos becomes deeper and deeper, the changes in the mythological narrative systems of both parties, especially the Lunar Cult, will definitely be more obvious. In the latest version of the Lunar Cult's narrative in a few years, it will definitely be More "interactions" between the Moon God and the God of Order in the last era will be added.

Karen, who had personally experienced a meeting to revise the myth narrative, once lamented: If the descendants live well, they can even help their ancestors find lovers.

But Karen, who had a glimpse of the truth, knew very well that there was no ambiguity between the God of Order and the God of the Moon. The God of Order had always been "ruthless" when it came to dealing with emotions.

After all, even Ankara... was not a daughter born through conventional channels.

As for the tears of the Moon Goddess Artemis to dispel the confusion infected by the God of Order, well, if the tears of the Moon Goddess are really useful, from Karen's point of view, she would probably think that it was the God of Order who beat the God of Order to tears. Take tears.

This chessboard of Yaliluolan God, every grid and every chess piece on it can block a person's energy and spirit, so that he can enter the chessboard for enjoyment when needed.

It can be said that this is an artifact that integrates various regular elements such as seal, restraint, imprisonment, spirit, soul, bewitchment, and space.

However, sometimes having too many tricks means not being able to specialize, so this artifact was not considered very noble in the last era, and could only be regarded as the lowest level artifact.

But in this era where the gods do not appear, artifacts with high integrity are more valuable.

The integrity of the chessboard is very high, and its characteristics are just right for the moment. Therefore, it is responsible for pulling and suppressing the entire altar. Although it is located at the top, it plays a "supporting" role.

In addition, there are two artifacts floating around the altar, which are two books.

These two books are also artifacts. They are the research notes of two branch gods of the Principle God Sect before they became gods. After they became gods, they were nourished by the godhead and evolved into artifacts.

One of them is internal and the other is external, performing "adjustment and correction" respectively.

Its function is a bit like the [Key to the Rubik's Cube] inherited from the Guman family, but it is more advanced than the [Key to the Rubik's Cube] and is not limited by the user's own configuration. They can analyze and solve problems on their own to ensure that the structure is extremely complex. The altar can run smoothly.

There are four sculptures in four directions below the altar, one is a crystal priest, one is a gold warrior, one is a black stone wizard, and one is a silver summoner.

These four sculptures all come from the Cult of Principle. They are products created by the sages of the sect after they sealed the abilities of a strong person in a certain profession. They are extremely precious;

In this era, even the Principle God Sect itself does not have the ability to re-manufacture, and it is difficult to even repair wear and tear.

Outside the altar, there are hundreds of priests wearing robes of principle, working at their jobs. There are also a few priests wearing robes of order walking through it, but their number is not high.

Obviously, in terms of experimental control, the Cult of Principle is still the main force, but in the outer circle of the cave, there are a large number of Order Priests responsible for security. Although they wear divine robes, they are equipped with cold weapons of special texture around their waists. .

Obviously, they do not belong to the local priests of York City, and have nothing to do with the garrison. Instead, they were temporarily transferred back from the "reclaimed area". They have rich combat experience and are very different from the priests of order who work in traditional areas.

It has to be said that the personnel arrangement here is completely in line with the relationship between the Religion of Order and the Religion of Principle, that is, the Religion of Principle is responsible for technology, while the Religion of Order is responsible for force.

There is a protruding platform above the cave, with two elderly priests standing respectively, wearing robes of order and robes of principle.

They are the executors of this final experiment, and can also be called the chief and deputy commanders.

"Are you all ready?"

"Ready."

"What are you waiting for?"

"Waiting for Mr. Luther to die naturally."

"Unable to intervene?"

"The original probability of success is very low, and with the addition of intervention, it can really be said that the success rate is close to zero. Don't worry, the best group of fortune-tellers in the church have collectively performed a divination, and it's here In a day or two, he will die in a sudden accident."

"I don't believe in divination."

"The divination of the Principia and the prophecy of the Wall God are not the same thing. Mr. Luther is planning to set off collective demonstrations in all the key cities of Venn. This is not something the Venn Empire government can tolerate.

Even if the civilian racists don't take action, the government will arrange for "racists" to assassinate him. In short, we cannot take the initiative to kill him. "

"The experiment has come to an end. So many resources have been spent. I want to get a true answer from you. What is the success rate?"

"The denominator doesn't quite fit."

…

"I originally thought you would reject my proposal." Neo rubbed his "new face" and said, "But you actually agreed directly, causing all the persuasion I had planned in my stomach to be in vain. "

"Why refuse?" Karen was also observing his new image in the mirror. He was more mature than his original self, like a city white-collar worker.

"Higher independent departments are conducting secret experiments. Logically speaking, we should not get involved. I said I wanted to find an opportunity to get in close contact with Mr. Luther just to satisfy my curiosity and add more information to the upcoming assassination. A little sense of immersion.”

"I know."

"It's really rare that you are willing to mess around with me."

"Are you ridiculous?" Karen shook his head, "The Whip of Order has the power to investigate suspected violations of the Regulations of Order, and don't forget that the Whip of Order is positioned to wipe away the dust on order. It was originally intended for internal supervision.”

"Your understanding and application of the "Regulations of Order" are becoming more and more flexible now. It seems that no matter what you do, you can rely on it."

"Well, this is what Master Taichison taught me."

"It seems that I have to learn from you. In the future, every time I encounter something interesting or feel itchy, I will search for the "Regulations of Order". If I can't find the "Regulations of Order", I will look for the "Guangming Regulations" "Era", if you haven't yet, just look through "The Ancestor's Notes", there will always be one that suits me."

"Let's go."

After putting on masks and pretending to be a new identity, Karen and Neo walked straight to the hotel where Mr. Luther was staying. Many of his supporters were still gathering at the entrance and in the lobby of the hotel, waiting for the tour to start tomorrow.

However, at the door of the hotel, Karen and Neo discovered a panicked man at the same time. This man had a cigarette in his mouth and was smoking heavily.

He was an ordinary man, thin, with blank eyes, and his hair was not purple.

Although non-purple-haired people also account for a large proportion of Mr. Luther's supporters, judging from his demeanor and temperament, it is obvious that they are not.

Moreover, behind him, there were also two plainclothes priests following him.

The man dropped his cigarette butt and turned to leave. The plainclothes priest followed him to the end of the street and stopped following him.

"Is he?"

"Just an ordinary racist, he doesn't know how to kill, so there's no need to follow him."

For a while now, they have been looking for assassins who will launch assassinations for early control, not to prevent the assassination from happening, but to accurately grasp the timing of the assassination.

"I'll go keep an eye on that guy." Neo suddenly stopped and said.

"Aren't you going to see Mr. Luther?"

"I won't go. I have no interest in his claims, but I can bet you that that guy just now is probably the real assassin. These priests are priests after all. They have been out of touch with ordinary people's society for too long. , I can no longer taste the real taste.”

"what ever."

"Haha, let's act separately."

Neo left, and Karen continued walking inside, but was soon stopped by Mr. Luther's supporters in the hall.

Karen took out his "press pass" and said: "Hello, I am James, a reporter from the "Free Times", and I am here to interview Mr. Luther."

The press pass was obtained by Neo. The method was very simple. He found two guys who looked like reporters and knocked them unconscious. Then he made a fake ID photo. He didn't even need to find any special equipment. He just used it on his own. The nail modification can be completed.

"Mr. Reporter, please wait a moment."

After waiting for a while, a purple-haired man in a suit came down: "Mr. James, please come with me."

Without any other obstruction, Karen met Mr. Luther in the guest room smoothly.

Mr. Luther motioned for the others to go outside and he was interviewed by Karen alone.

The content of the interview was not complicated, it could even be said to be a bit old-fashioned. After all, Karen often read newspapers, so she was able to ask some questions that Mr. Luther could answer easily.

This feels less like an interview and more like a slap in the back.

However, Karen still felt the strong energy emanating from the civil rights figure in front of her.

Judging from the traces in the corners of his eyes, he must not have been resting very well recently, but his eyes have always exuded spiritual vitality. This is a man who seems to always bring fighting spirit and hope to the people around him.

He is a fighter.

After the procedural interview ended, Karen closed her notebook. She should have ended the interview by asking a few casual questions, but for some reason, it was Mr. Luther who spoke first.

He walked to the window, opened it, let the cold wind from outside blow in, and asked:

"Mr. James, do you think our event will be successful?"

"Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

"Of course it's the truth."

Karen nodded and replied, "I don't think you're going to make it."

"Oh, why? Judging from the contact just now, I think Mr. Jens is definitely not a racist."

"I'm not a racist, but the people in power are, if the opponent you face is me, then things will be solved very easily."

"Um?"

"You hope to complete the shaping of the legal rights of the purple-haired race in Venn by amending laws and legislation, but this is Venn after all. It is an empire, an empire formed by the Maclay people that was nurtured and developed from the island culture. A nation that rises.”

"Yes, I know how difficult it is to achieve this goal, but we will not back down because of the difficulties."

"I'm sorry, what I don't agree with is not the difficulty, but the path you chose to overcome the difficulty."

"path?"

Mr. Luther sat down seriously because he could not accept his disagreement with the path.

"Yes, Mr. Luther, in my eyes, you are trying to use a civilized gentleman's way to negotiate with a group of gangsters who are gangsters at heart and pursue a gangster culture.

This kind of negotiation is destined to be impossible to get the result you want. It is even possible that the harder you try, the further away you will be from your result. "

"Haha, but so far, our activities have achieved their setbacks."

"That's because robbers are best at dressing themselves up as civilized people. They package themselves with the wealth they robbed, and then play cards with you on the 'civilized' card table they set up. When you choose to use this method , in fact, it is destined to fall into their rhythm.”

"I cannot agree with your opinion, Mr. James. In your opinion, do we only obtain our legal and equal status through violent means? You should know how many people will die as a result of this!"

Karen shook his head and replied: "I just don't agree with your path, but I can't give you a new path. Maybe what you are doing now is the relatively best choice."

"Um..." Luther didn't expect Karen to give in so much, and then he immediately realized that the other party was sincerely discussing with him, and he was excited, "I'm sorry, Mr. James, I just lost control of my mood."

"I understand you, you are really stressed."

"Mr. James, you know, I have a dream..."

Mr. Luther described to Karen his dream future blueprint. The purple-haired people can have equal rights and live in this country with dignity. The children of the Makele people and the children of the purple-haired people can play together. There are differences in hair color.

After finishing the story, Mr. Luther smiled and said: "I hope that in my lifetime, I can see this dream come true. What do you think?"

"Discrimination in laws and regulations is easy to change, but discrimination in people's hearts is difficult to change. Maybe in the future, purple-haired people can become celebrities, parliamentarians, or even prime ministers of Wayne... But the fundamental living conditions of the ethnic group have not actually changed. Got too much change.”

"Your view is too pessimistic, Mr. Jens. I think you should be more optimistic."

"I accept your advice and wish you good health."

"Thank you, too. Mr. Reporter, I feel very happy chatting with you, especially the last words you said to me, which made me feel that you are different from other reporters. You are thinking. Maybe, I can invite What do you think about you being my assistant?"

"I'm sorry, but I personally have no interest in actually getting involved."

"Ah, that's a shame, but I'll see you again later, won't I, Mr. James?"

"I also hope to see you again."

…

Neo was sitting on the back of the sofa, holding a glass of beer that had just been taken out of the refrigerator, drinking it one sip after another. On the round table in the living room, there were three people sitting there. They were completely unaware of such an unscrupulous eavesdropper. .

The man who had been followed earlier was sitting on a chair, facing a document.

The two people next to him were persuading.

"After the incident is completed, you will be arrested by our people immediately. At that time, our people will escort you into the detention center. Please believe that you will receive the most complete protection there. We will agree to all your conditions and wait until the news passes. Arrange for you to fake your death in prison, but actually arrange for you to live abroad. You can buy a large manor in the imperial colony, marry seven or eight wives, and live a prosperous life. Ah, even I can't help but envy you. "

Neo: Then why don't you go and assassinate yourself?

"Yes, all you need to do is follow the process we gave you and answer and explain to the judge and reporters when the matter is completed. Your mother is a supporter of Mr. Luther. She not only contributed her family property to She also became his mistress and was eventually abandoned by Mr. Luther before choosing to commit suicide."

Hearing this, Neo glanced at the photo hanging on the wall of the living room. The mother with white hair and wrinkles... mistress?

Alas, it is really not easy for Mr. Luther to campaign for equal rights for purple-haired people.

The man picked up the pen, completed his signature, and then asked: "Where is my gun? You can't let me stab him with a knife. There are so many supporters around him to protect him."

"We brought your assassination weapons."

A leather bag was opened and inside was a shotgun.

The man was surprised: "You just let me use this?"

"Yes, you served in the Imperial Army. Isn't it normal to make your own double-barreled shotgun using black powder as propellant?"