Apostle of Cthulhu

The royal celebration didn't last long, or in other words, after talking to Egbert, there was basically no need for Si Wei to stay here.

Although he was more concerned about the suspicious man who was with Jia, Si Wei never met that man again for a while, so he gave up.

After continuing to wander around the main hall and gardens for a while, Si Wei heard different news.

"Did Grand Duke Taylor not come to this royal celebration again?"

"Who knows, maybe he feels that his status is extraordinary, so he doesn't even bother to participate in the celebration, right?"

"I heard that his daughter has disappeared again. He is probably too busy looking for his daughter. He has a very good relationship with His Majesty the King, and His Majesty the King must have acquiesced to this behavior. It is said that the Duke of Taylor was My daughter almost recognized His Majesty as her adoptive father!"

Grand Duke Taylor? My daughter is missing?

Si Wei also remembered that the full name of Miss Al who lived in Room 314 was Al, Rowling Taylor. If that was true, it would be such a coincidence...

But regardless of whether El is the daughter of the Grand Duke or not, it actually has nothing to do with Si Wei. After all, she is already connected to the king.

After confirming that there was nothing else to gain from this trip, Si Wei said goodbye alone and left the royal celebration.

——

Jack pushed open the door of Versailles Grocery Store and scanned the surrounding scenery with his eyes.

"Hmph, didn't you come to monitor me tonight? Do you think I'm too simple?" Jack snorted coldly, "If before, when I was still on the wanted list of the Pantheon Religion, no one would have dared to do this. Leave me alone."

He took out the pendant from the Star Foundation and looked at the night sky in Fulingdu where there were no stars today, with a somewhat self-deprecating smile on his lips.

"Perhaps, it may also be because of time."

After saying these last words, Jack turned back to his grocery store and closed the door.

In the back room of the grocery store, there was a man sitting there. There was a table in the messy room, and a bottle of cheap beer stood between two glasses.

This man is the landlord of the Balem Apartments, Eugene Murphy.

"Why are you complaining outside?" Eugene asked with a smile, raising his wine glass and motioning for him to come over.

Jack sat in front of him. Two big men, each sitting on a wooden box like cheap workers, drank and chatted. "What else can I complain about? Aren't you the one who monitors me from the Pantheon? You have an easy life. But that doesn’t mean my life will be easy!”

"I thought something was wrong...Don't you always have a room in Balem Apartment? If you come to live in the apartment, I promise that no one will spy on you anymore."

Hearing this, Jack raised his eyes slightly and said in a joking tone: "Really? Once I move into the apartment, no one from Pantheon will be watching me anymore. The person watching me will be you, right?" Bar?"

Eugene pretended to be dumbfounded and changed the subject with a smile, "Speaking of which, are you still used to drinking beer?"

"Hmph...it's much inferior to the fine wine I drank in the palace, but it's still drinkable."

"You still like to show off," Eugene clinked glasses with him and drank all the beer in the glass. "You must have met Si Wei, right? I heard that he and Alexander came to get materials from you. "

Jack nodded.

"So, what do you think of this guy now?"

After thinking for a while, Jack gave his answer, "Let me put it this way, he is very stable and smart. He can maintain a clear mind and think about corresponding countermeasures in emergencies. This guy has a very heavy Curiosity sometimes helps him survive, sometimes it kills him. He needs to learn, like me, to know when to be curious and when to be restrained.”

Hearing Jack's answer, Eugene felt like he heard something, "What? He has touched something that he shouldn't know now?"

Jack nodded.

"He knows about the Star Foundation."

——

Si Wei took off his evening gown and carefully hung it on a hanger at the back of the closet. This could be said to be the most expensive clothes he had ever worn in his life before he traveled through time. It was better to keep them well.

After taking a bath for himself, Si Wei walked out wearing a thin white shirt and black pants. While drying his hair with a towel, he sat on the sofa and prepared to practice what Nidhogg taught him before. , about the active activation method of Dream Eater's ability.

Just as he was about to close his eyes, a dangerous aura approached Si Wei!

Someone!

Suddenly, there was a cold feeling on his neck. Si Wei, who had his head buried subconsciously, stopped abruptly. There was an invisible thread across his neck. As long as he moved rashly, his whole head might fall off!

"Who?" Even though he was facing a desperate situation, Si Wei still did not panic, but turned his attention to the window that opened by itself.

A man climbed in through the window. The face was very familiar to Si Wei. He was the guy who invited Jia to dance at the royal celebration.

Sure enough, this guy is no ordinary person, and his target is me!

"Professor Si Wei..." The man sat on the window eaves, his expression full of provocation and contempt, "I thought that you, who was regarded as an important target by the Pantheon Religion, would be such a vicious character, but I didn't expect that you would win so easily. caught my trap."

Si Wei expected that the Pantheon might notice him, but he didn't expect to be listed as a key target so soon. Is it because he was with Joe and Norris?

And the more critical point is that this guy is very strong! He is definitely not someone he can deal with now!

The revolver is also in the bedroom. Si Wei did not expect that someone would attack him tonight. This is a fatal negligence!

"So?" Knowing that there is no room for resistance, Si Wei asked the other party's purpose, "What is your purpose here? Kill me? If that's the case, I don't think you have to talk nonsense with me."

The man didn't laugh, but kept smiling, "Indeed, I don't have to talk nonsense with you, and I am indeed here to kill you. But before that, I need to know something from you."

"You have stated your purpose. Do you think I will tell you what you want to know?" Si Wei's brain began to work at high speed, looking for a way to escape.

"There are many ways to kill you. I can choose to cut your neck directly; I can also torture you slowly, pierce every corner of your body with spider silk, and then die suddenly in pain." The man licked his fingers, seemingly not caring whether anyone in Balem Apartment would notice the strange noise in Siwei's room.

Siwei would not ask for help easily. In Balem Apartment, the only missionary he knew was Al, who didn't even know his own abilities. If these people came to save him, they would probably lose their lives.

Nidhogg might be able to ask for help, but if Nidhogg could hear Siwei's cry for help, then the residents of other rooms should also be able to hear it.

Siwei had to make a choice in a dilemma.

But before making a decision, Si Wei heard a very crucial word, "Spider silk? Are you Spider?"

"Oh? You actually know my code name? Interesting," Spider shrugged, "I have two code names in the Empire, one is Spider and the other is One-armed Stone."

Although he has all four limbs, he is still called One-armed Stone. The main reason is that for a period of time, Spider particularly likes to kill those disabled people with one arm. The Empire gave him an external name in the name of the disabled Stone who was killed by him first, in order to confuse the Pantheon.

Unfortunately, Spider himself knows his two different code names, and the Pantheon must also know it.

Death is approaching, Si Wei swallowed his saliva, and couldn't find a way out of the predicament.

Spider only needs to gently pull the spider silk, and he will fall to the ground immediately. Unless his speed can break through his dynamic vision, nothing can be discussed!