Lord of the Mysteries fanfic: wake up, hermit

After using some of the research results on the ruins of the God War to impress Solomon, Thoth returned to his happy hometown with a note stamped with the royal seal, feeling physically and mentally happy and relieved.

The door was ajar, and Amon was staying in the living room. The Southern Continent linen robe used as a disguise was casually placed on the couch. He himself put on a slightly plush black pajamas, with his back

Two wings sewn together - that was a gift He gave to Amon on the 20th year of "Try It". It was specially customized and is the only one.

Thoth walked over lightly, grabbed two wings and waved them playfully, and by the way, he also smelled the fragrant soap scent on his body - if he guessed correctly, it should be a new product of the season in collaboration with the vampires.

Added plant essence, the selling point is "close to nature", the advertisement is "make your skin like petals, reaching the state of being broken by blowing".

By the way, after discovering the secret of Lilith, Thoth deliberately became close to the vampires. The number of vampires settling in the north in the past ten years has increased by 12% compared to the previous decade. Many vampire immigrants are engaged in agriculture, medicine, and

Industries such as breeding, cosmetics, and luxury goods have all achieved success.

"Are you finally willing to come back?"

Amon looked back at him, with an expression that was half a smile but not a smile. Thoth saw a few wet curls on his forehead.

"If it hadn't been for the miserable condition that the White Heron Palace was smashed into, I would have wanted to come back and take a nice hot bath." Thoth spread his hands, "But you know, Solomon's temper..."

He did not continue, but showed a "you know" expression.

The Daimyo White Heron Palace located in Backlund, also known as the Summer Palace, is specially used for the royal family to escape the summer. Solomon spends about three months of the year there - fortunately, summer has not yet arrived, and the White Heron Palace is now very deserted.

There are only some servants who maintain daily decency. If the "Ark" falls directly into the banquet hall where singing and dancing are taking place, or in the back garden where a tea party is being held, or at the scene of some men and women having an affair, it would be a real accident.

By the way, although most of the buildings of the nobility and royal family were reinforced with extraordinary strength, the Ark was blessed by Medici's "iron bones" - that is to say, it has a wooden shell but an iron core.

In his heart, the excessive speed turned it into an unstoppable nuclear weapon. When the psychological dynamic of "Oh my God, this is a serious matter" floated through Thoth's mind, it penetrated a side hall of the White Egret Palace.

The sound of falling bricks and tiles from the dome was endless.

Fortunately among the misfortunes, the blessing of good luck given by Ourolius was triggered. Although the scene outside was thrilling, the people inside the cabin could only twist their ankles.

After this small interlude, they took the people and the boat and continued northward. As soon as they arrived at their destination, Solomon's urgent message was handed over, and Thoth went to the imperial capital.

It felt reassuring to bid farewell to the grudge boss and return to his happy hometown. Ourolius and Arnold took the initiative to take over the resettlement work of the survivors of the Eastern Continent, but Thoth felt that he could not really relax yet. After all, the appearance of the original witch was a bit strange.

——Rather than saying that he just wanted to take a stroll on the sea on a whim, it is better to say that he noticed something.

If we are more conspiratorial, perhaps there was an eye quietly watching in the dark during the preparations for the Ark project. Although Thoth was good at spying and hiding, it was difficult for anyone to hide this from him for many years, but everything

It's never wrong to be careful.

Amon looked at him as he was deep in thought and asked, "Are you thinking about the original witch?"

Toru nodded, "It's hard to believe that this is a coincidence."

As he spoke, he tugged on his collar. After receiving Solomon's urgent message, he hurriedly changed out of the southern continent's clothes, picked a fairly decent robe and put it on. When he was on the road, he

He realized that this turned out to be the piece he disliked the most - in order to make the collar stand up, the tailor used a special starching process. Although the figure would look upright and well-mannered after wearing it, Thoth felt that the two pieces of fabric were stiff.

It's like sandpaper, making the skin around my neck very uncomfortable.

I really want to change into pajamas. Thoth thought with some annoyance.

Amon stretched out his hand to fish it out, and the pajamas Thoth usually wore appeared in his hands in the next second. They also had a bit of plush feel, but they were white.

"Won't you change?"

"Thank you, you are really a roundworm in my stomach."

Thoth happily unbuttoned the button.

"Although my body is indeed an insect, can you give me a less weird analogy?" Amon showed an expression of toothache, "I saw a brown bear by the stream last month.

Dragging a five-meter-long roundworm behind him was a scene I will never forget."

"Hey, it seems a little disgusting."

"It shouldn't be your problem." Amon continued, "You have set up your own spying eyes around those people who know more about it, and I also asked clones to monitor them - there is no suspicious behavior on any of them.

Although the possibility of leaking information through dreams is not ruled out, Adam would wander into dreams from time to time, and by the way, he planted some psychological hints related to keeping secrets for them."

"It's really unrealistic to be able to carry three of us at the same time to do small things." Thoth threw his robe on the sofa and put his pajamas on his head.

Amon adjusted his monocle and continued: "So I am more inclined to think that something went wrong on Medici's side. He hurried back to the family headquarters before you came back. I'm afraid he also has doubts in his heart."

"He also asked me to give you a message, saying that if there is really a problem within the family, he will definitely give you an explanation."

While Medici used thunderous means to purge the family and uncovered several rebels who were instigated by the witch, the lives of the God-forsaken remnants in the Northern Continent were also on the right track.

As early as decades ago, the secret prayers sent by the true Creator described the outside world to them, told them about the sun and moon, forests and oceans, dawn and dusk and other natural landscapes, and taught them the common language of the Northern Continent.

Some of the more diligent ones even learned the common language of the Southern Continent, while those who were both diligent and intelligent also mastered Elvish, Dragon Language and Ancient Hermes.

The secret prayer people also brought some current dictionaries and illustrated books to help the survivors understand the outside world in a more concrete and vivid way, including which slangs and sayings are found in which places, what birds and animals look like, and which parts of plants can be used

Which things cannot be eaten, and what other things can people outside do besides fighting... Although those things are very far away for a long time, they are a rare comfort to these people who cannot see the sun.

Life is no longer so difficult.

After walking out of the land abandoned by the gods, they cherished this hard-won precious gift. Although they made some jokes at first due to different cultural customs, it can be seen that they are trying to adapt. After putting down their swords, guns and axes, they have

Some carried logs, some kneaded flour, some played with cement and bricks, some picked up chisels and carving knives... Due to their hard work and humility in asking for advice, many people have been able to do it after several months of training.

Earning food and clothing through skills, while those children who are too young enter school, systematically learn knowledge and skills, and seriously think about their future direction under the guidance of teachers.

"Winemaker, milkmaid, cook, pastry chef..."

Thoth looked at the statistical table of employment intentions of teenagers aged 7 to 15 from the land abandoned by the gods, compiled by believers, and fell into deep thought.

Amon came over to take a look and asked sharply: "Why is it all related to food?"

Thoth nodded happily, "Food is the most important thing for people, and--" At this point, he sighed, "The food they used to eat was too bad."

"Okay, that's the same thing."

Amon moved closer to him and accidentally pressed another document. He took out the page and took a look.

"That was a joint application from Silver City and several other city-states," Thoth explained. "Next Wednesday is Requiem Day, and they wanted to take the opportunity to hold a grand ceremony to commemorate their failure to get out of the darkness and their failure to

Our ancestors saw the sun and failed to feel the many beautiful things in the outside world."

Requiem Festival is one of the most grand ceremonies in the North. It is not as lively as the Winter Festival, but it is definitely grand. People will remember their deceased relatives and friends on this day. Every household will light moon flowers and deep sleep flowers.

They use incense and place candles and lanterns on windowsills and doorways that stay on all night - they believe that the dead will return to the world on this day every year, and this light can light their way home.

This tradition is based on mysticism to a certain extent, because the goddess of the night will indeed give them a sweet dream of reunited with their relatives and friends, and priests in black robes will sing peaceful hymns, praising the goddess's compassion and kindness.

Thoth smiled, "At this time of year, Amani is very busy."

More than half a century ago, after proposing the idea of ​​"polygod worship", Amanysis tentatively sent a group of night believers to the north. As of now, the "Night Goddess" and the "Creator" and the "Hidden Sage"

"He", "Red Angel" and "Angel of Destiny" have become common concepts in the minds of people in the north.

In addition to certain publicity, compulsory education also plays an important role.

The material foundation that can achieve "self-sufficiency, adequate food and clothing" gives the North the confidence to popularize compulsory education without tuition and miscellaneous fees, and Thoth's long-term influence makes the locals understand the importance of education - and when this system becomes people's subconscious

With this habit, parents voluntarily send their children to school with blank sheets of paper, and let teachers describe and draw. It becomes easy to shape the collective ideology.

In the imperial capital, if a person talks about the miracles of the Night Goddess in public, he will most likely be accused of being a heretic and tied to the stake; but in the north, if a teacher says to his students: "Classmates,

The focus of what we are going to study today is the several miracles performed by the goddess of the night." Then they would just take out their pen and paper and be ready to copy the blackboard at any time - after all, they had also learned about the Red Angel, the Angel of Destiny, the True Creator, and the Hidden Sage before.

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Learning about the Goddess of the Night at most means that they have to do one more fill-in-the-blank question related to honorable names, connecting questions related to authority, and silent writing questions related to main deeds during the exam, that's all.

At least that's the case for people who don't plan to join a certain force or take a certain magic potion, but just want to live a peaceful life.

The lessons they have taken, the books they have memorized, and the test questions they have taken will allow them to understand which gods to pray to on what occasions, festivals, and what needs they have - even though the textbook never directly states that "multiple gods coexist."

"This concept, but many people have subconsciously accepted this.

At first Amon was just wondering why there were illustrations of Medici in the "Introduction to Religion", and it was only later that he gradually figured out what Thoth was doing.

"Because you trusted that she-wolf, you introduced her into this..." Amon chose his words, "Into this system?"

Thoth rolled up the "Employment Intention Statistical Form" and lightly tapped Amon on the forehead, "If you call Amani that, he will be very unhappy."

Amon remembered that the Time Worm was hidden when he was a child, and couldn't help but curled his lips, "He was originally a wolf."

Thoth insisted: "But at heart He was human."

"Ah, okay, I understand -" Amon breathed out from his nose, "I don't know whether the trust between you old remnants should be said to be natural or inexplicable."

"It's not all because of trust." Thoth heard the implication of his words and smiled slightly, "The system of 'polygod worship' can indeed bring benefits, but it is also a constraint."

He leaned into Amon's ear and said in a persuasive tone——

"Why don't you guess what will happen if some participants want to forcefully break the system and engage in self-centered behavior?"

"oh……"

Amon showed a clear smile, and Thoth stepped back slightly, putting a finger to his lips, showing a profound expression that "can only be understood but cannot be expressed" - his original intention was just to show off a sense of mystery.

, but Amon's too focused gaze made him a little embarrassed.

"Is there something on my face?"

He wanted to put down his silent hand, but Amon caught him.

"I was just wondering, has anyone ever said that your eyes are beautiful?"

The thief's tone was thoughtful, and his well-jointed hand slid to his wrist, his thumb rubbing a small piece of skin suggestively, and the distance between them also unknowingly narrowed.

As night fell, the candles were lit, and Thoth could almost clearly see the tiny fluff outlined by the candlelight on Amon's face, and the two miniature versions of himself in his eyes as dark as night.

"Yes." He said deliberately, "At those banquets that were as long and smelly as foot wraps, occasionally ladies and young ladies would come and talk to me, saying that my eyes were more beautiful than pure amethyst."

"Really?" Amon smiled, "Then how did you respond?"

Under the warm orange light, their slender fingers danced an inseparable dance like tango, and then slowly turned into a ten-finger interlocking state. Finally, one hand pressed the other hand on the carpet-covered floor.

On the couch, Thoth's long black hair was hanging down, almost touching the floor. He was wearing pajamas like he was in his happy nest, and the hem lifted up with the backward movement, revealing his tight lower abdomen - thanks to being a "

Through the hell-like training he received under Medici when he was the "Master of Prophecy", Thoth's figure was not burly, but it was not skinny either, and had a bamboo-like symmetry and toughness.

"I said: 'You are the third person to say this tonight.'"

The Hidden Sage rolled his eyes indecently, "God, how did they say such disgusting words? And couldn't they find some metaphor other than ore?"

"You are too reserved."

Amon laughed out loud, because it was buried in Thoth's neck, his voice sounded muffled, and his slightly curly black hair tickled Thoth a little.

Thoth touched the head of the troublemaker with his free hand. The feeling was as good as ever. He felt like he was touching a little lamb.

No, in fact, I am very immodest. Thoth thought a little helplessly, after so many years of "trying it out", I feel that I have done almost everything I should do and shouldn't do.

A subtle creaking sound came from not far away, maybe the wind blew the door open. Amon looked up as if feeling something, and then stopped.

A tall, shadowy man with scarlet eyes stood outside the door.

If we use exaggerated rhetoric to describe it, the expression of the true Creator at this moment is "the jaw almost dropped to the ground."

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