Apostle of Cthulhu

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Rarely, someone knocked on Gallagher's door.

Gallagher, who was only wearing a simple shirt and trousers, walked to the door and opened the door, only to see Si Wei standing outside his door, dressed in formal clothes and holding a red-covered notepad in his left hand.

"Uh...Professor Si Wei?" Gallagher was a little surprised. It was only the second day, and Professor Si Wei had trouble with him? "Is there anything I can do to help you?"

Si Wei said: "Aren't you a fortune teller? I would like to ask you to divine something for me."

Under normal circumstances, Si Wei would never believe the words of these magicians and charlatans, but after seeing the "demons" in Balem's apartment, Si Wei always felt that Gallagher, who claimed to be a fortune teller, would not be such a good person. Simple characters.

"Oh? Really? Then I'm honored." Gallagher stretched out his hand, shook Si Wei's hand, and welcomed him in. "Please come in quickly. Due to an unexpected incident, we didn't make an appointment, so our hotel will be a little simple." , please forgive me.”

Si Wei walked into Gallagher's room. His room was quite tidy, but a large number of items and books filled with occult elements filled the room, making it look a bit dazzling.

While sorting out the books on his coffee table, Gallagher asked: "What do you want to divine? I will decide the method of divination based on the content."

"I want to find someone," Si Wei said directly, "a wanted criminal."

"Oh?" Gallagher became interested, "Isn't it the one-armed stone that Volingdu is offering a reward for recently? I heard that he is a big shot!"

Si Wei shrugged and did not give a detailed explanation, "Maybe, my understanding of that person is limited to his life and appearance on the reward order."

Gallagher was a little embarrassed, "But Professor Si Wei, if you want to find someone, you'd better bring something related to him. If you just give me a name, the probability of success is not very high."

Anticipating this outcome, Si Wei gave the reason he had thought up all along, "It doesn't matter, even if the success rate is not high, it's okay. I don't have a clue now anyway."

This sentence made Gallagher a little unhappy. After all, it was like saying: "Actually, I didn't have much hope in the first place. I just came to you with the mentality of giving it a try."

This is an insult to him.

"Professor Si Wei, I think you have misunderstood something," Gallagher said very seriously, "Divination is a very solemn subject. If you approach divination with such a mentality, then I just want to say... Please come back."

Even the honorifics were used, and even a fool could tell that the other party was already angry.

Si Wei also realized the error in his words. He was not a great saint, so there would always be times when he accidentally offended people.

But how to make up for your own mistakes is also a science.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Molinson. I think there was some inappropriate wording in my words. I apologize to you." Si Wei put his right hand on his chest and bowed to Gallagher to apologize. "Similarly, I think I There are also mistakes in my expression. It’s not that I look down on divination. On the contrary, as a researcher of Raleye culture, I also have a sense of awe for the occult, and I am not the rude person you understand.”

Gallagher's expression softened slightly.

Si Wei continued: "I came to ask for your help precisely because I believe in your ability, not just looking for someone I know. If it was just for fun, I think I would have left here cursing by now." "

"If that's the case, that's for the best. It seems that I did misunderstand something." Gallagher was also a smart man and gave Si Wei a step forward, "Since you came to ask me, as a neighbor in the same apartment building , I should also try my best. Come with me, the success rate will be higher in a special divination room."

Nodding, Si Wei walked into the room and closed the door.

Gallagher's divination room is the study room of Si Wei's room, and even the space and volume are similar.

Compared with the pile of books in Siwei's study, Gallagher's divination room seemed even taller and full of mystery.

The wallpaper in the divination room is purple and covered with silver stars and the waning moon. Some fragrant silk bags were hung from the ceiling. Under the light of the dark chandelier, slender shadows were printed on the walls, split and terrifying.

There is a round table in the center of the room. It is black in color, with beautiful lines engraved on the surface and sprinkled with some gold powder.

"Please take a seat." Gallagher pointed to the hollow seat on the side of the table, and walked behind a curtain alone, not knowing what he was doing.

Sitting on the seat, Siwei was also very patient. He touched his right arm and opened the notepad that belonged to Curtis Brandt.

Si Wei could only recognize the first page, and he didn't know why. Maybe it was because his sequence node hadn't arrived yet.

In this case, it was necessary for him to re-measure the sequence nodes. After all, he always felt that something was different about him now.

In the old parliament, Si Wei could control his body faster, and the pain in his head was no longer obvious after waking up. If this didn't mean that he had adapted, it could only mean that his sequence nodes had certain limitations. improvement!

The content recorded on the first page of the notepad is relatively simple, and seems to be a collection of essays, but the other party's purpose is also very obvious, that is, to pass on to Professor Brandt what he wants to write down.

[I don't remember what time it is today. Missionaries always have a vague concept of time, so I won't deliberately record those times. But at least, I know... it has been decades since I became the narrator of the "unknown". ]

Narrator?

Si Wei was a little confused. Could it be a word like apostle or messenger of God? But why would an outsider call himself the narrator of the "unknown"? Or is the narrator's level lower than that of a formal apostle like himself?

[I have tried to break free from the shackles of the "unknown" more than once, but as long as I am a missionary, I can't do it. We will always be slaves living under the control of others! ]

[According to my investigation, two cults different from the local religions have developed in this land. One calls itself the Pantheon, and the other is still unknown... But one thing is crucial, that is, the Lord of All Gods believed in by the Pantheon has awakened! 】

【The gods worshipped by another sect should still be sleeping, but they will wake up one day. This is something the whole world does not want to see, and someone must stop it! 】

【Missionaries... are the biggest scam in the world! Curtis Brandt, you are the only magician in the world who has deceived everyone! You have completed the greatest scam in the world! 】