Lord of the Mysteries fanfic: wake up, hermit

"Why, is this question difficult to answer?"

Seeing that Thoth had been thinking for a long time, Solomon spoke first.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Thoth said frankly, "In the north, there are nearly 600,000 ordinary people who meet your definition. In addition to the most basic age and gender, they also have different family backgrounds and professional backgrounds. Teachers

, carpenter, milker, salesperson, breeder, etc., I can’t describe them in one word.”

Solomon chuckled and said meaningfully: "You really don't know what I want to ask?"

Thoth smiled slightly, showing no more than eight teeth, "You are really joking. Reading minds is not within my authority."

"Those who harm the interests of the empire and destroy the order of the empire are not only those who work hard and live in plain sight, but also those civilians who are short-sighted, ignorant, and extremely easy to be instigated due to their experience and limited life span." The emperor, who was too lazy to beat around the bush, spoke directly, "

When the Storm Believers rode the waves towards Backlund, riots broke out all over the country - civilians poured sewage on the family crests of the nobles, smashed the windows of the nobles' homes with stones, and tried to knock down the sculptures commemorating their merits.

——The shaking of the anchor point caused my mental state to slip into a dangerous abyss for a while. If it weren't for Adam's timely comfort, I might not be able to face the storm, the scorching sun and wisdom in full glory."

Thoth was silent for a moment, thinking that in the eyes of us old monsters who have lived for hundreds of thousands of years, ordinary people have some problems, but without their support, we will collapse, so instead of talking about them

If they are so hopeless, it is better to guide them in a positive direction, and they will in turn create surprises for you. Although he disagreed in his heart, he still asked quietly: "So do you think these civilians need to help the empire?"

Are you responsible for the losses suffered?”

"I have talked about this issue with different people before, and most of their views are 'use severe punishment to squeeze the wrong ideas out of the minds of civilians'." The Black Emperor turned the gemstone ring on his hand, "But

I want to hear some different opinions."

Thoth almost wanted to sneer. He suddenly wanted to ask his dear colleagues what the "unreasonable thought" was - whether it was the thirty dishes a week that were not the same and still have leftovers, or whether it was not the same all year round.

Clothes that have not been worn several times are piled up in thirty wardrobes to rot and stink? According to Thoth's own intelligence, the areas where riots occurred have experienced natural and man-made disasters from time to time in the past five years, and according to a certain Amon

A more detailed description of the doppelgänger: "While the poor were trying to peel tree bark to satisfy their hunger, the nobles were still throwing leftover sweets into the sewers."

In the logic of the nobles, if the cost of food and clothing were brought to the same level as that of common people, it would bring shame to the family, so they would rather throw away the exquisite food than share it with the hungry common people.

Thoth thought of many things in the blink of an eye, but he controlled his emotions very well - after all, a true god-level lawyer who clearly calculated the stakes was not the type to be moved by people with lofty ideals.

"Please forgive me for not being able to answer your question." He replied in his usual calm voice.

"Just a casual chat." The Black Emperor said, half teasing and half knocking, "Isn't your wisdom across the ages not enough to support this small conversation?"

"I know you are thinking about how to treat civilians reasonably, but the situation in the North is different from that in most parts of the empire." Thoth said calmly, "The biggest difference is that there is no concept of 'nobles' in the North."

In the eyes of wanderers in the old days, the terms "aristocratic" and "commoner" represent the solidification of class. Class solidification will lead to an increasingly obvious gap between the rich and the poor in society, and the upper class will always have more resources and opportunities.

, but it is difficult for people at the lower level to find a way out. This situation can at least suppress the creativity of society - if there is no way out no matter how hard they try, ordinary people will not be willing to continue to struggle, and those who have been born with a

People with wealth will be content with the status quo and indulge in pleasure; in worst cases, it will stir up social unrest. When the negative emotions of the disadvantaged groups accumulate to a threshold, they will use radical means to fight for their own interests, even at the expense of bloodshed - whether as a

A somewhat conscientious person who still valued the anchor god, Thoth didn't want the North to reach this point.

Therefore, He strives to infiltrate the concept of "equality" into every corner of the North through faith. In the holy scriptures that are often praised, He lets ordinary people know that they are not humble, even if they are proud of their ordinary profession.

problem, because every bucket of milk squeezed out and every piece of fabric woven are closely related to life; it also reminds those in high positions to remember that they cannot be where they are today without the love of gods and the stability of the world.

A good society cannot be separated from relatives and friends who take good care of it, let alone ordinary people who work hard and produce material things, so we must not be arrogant.

Of course, in addition to indoctrination, severe punishments are also indispensable. Demigods are punished the same as ordinary people for crimes, and sometimes they are notified and criticized, and the whole country knows it.

“The reason why a person is noble is not because of whose womb he came from, nor because of the gold and silver flowing in his veins, nor because of the gorgeous clothes he wears, but because of his words and deeds.

Behavior, such as whether his words have soothed the injured soul, whether his hands have ever lifted up the dying weak, whether his sword has ever pointed at the demon with its teeth and claws, and whether his intelligence has been used to benefit the public instead of grabbing.

Self-interest..."

The Black Emperor's melodious chanting pulled the Hidden Sage out of his thoughts, and the boss put on a half-smiling expression, "Your scriptures are always filled with beautiful and beautiful sentences.

Like a child’s bedtime song.”

"You want to say that these sentences are just fancy words to deceive the uninitiated, right?"

The hidden sage who always saves people's face is rare to be so straightforward. Even though he is an eloquent lawyer, he paused, and then changed to a more frank statement: "Similar sentences also appeared in the Holy Scriptures of the Creator.

Under His moving call, the humans who had escaped slavery were as close as brothers and sisters. However, the peaceful days have passed for too long. Those ancestors who joined hands to fight against the aliens have long since died. Their descendants value practical matters more than noble spirits.

Benefits, and dividing people into three, six or nine grades is exactly how they grab benefits - the nobles are like this, and so am I."

"For existences at our level, it is ridiculous to be obsessed with proving one's own legitimacy. I care more about whether the existing order is stable. If such remarks are spread and arouse the rebellious mood of the people, you and your ministers will

Your relationship, your relationship with me will become very embarrassing." Solomon smiled half-heartedly, "I think you don't want to see such a situation, right?"

At this time when they should be enjoying their dreamland, many nobles stood up from their beds, sweating coldly and shivering - their spiritual intuition told them that something bad had happened, and angels' feelings were obviously sharper than those of ordinary extraordinary people.

, they had already set their sights on the source of the abnormality, the open-air sculpture area, and as the apprentice who was the best at escaping among the twenty-two paths, Bethel Abraham had already entered without any scruples, with his hands behind his back.

"Huh? This is..."

He stepped on a broken piece of armor, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became. Finally, he remembered that this piece of armor came from the Famine Knight. He had recorded the "mysterious reappearance", so he had some impressions. After scanning for a week, sure enough, those armor pieces that set off the marble sculptures

All the lush flowers and trees were reduced to withered yellow stems, and the sculptures made by famous artists were not much better. The "Red Pomegranate Girl" was split into two sections, and the head of the "Lover" was missing. The most miserable thing was

The one in question is undoubtedly the "sailor setting sail". He stood on the bow of the ship and looked at the sea. His figure seemed to be intact, but when Bethel passed by him, a draft of air started up, and cracks appeared on his body, and then he fell into pieces.

The ground was covered... But Bethel knew that this tragic situation was the result of the two men restraining themselves.

Not far away, the Black Emperor and the Hidden Sage stood opposite each other at a long distance. Sensing Bethel's arrival, Thoth looked back and smiled, but the smile did not reach his eyes. His purple eyes were already full of unprecedented joy.

It was the first time Bethel had seen Him like this. At the same time, hundreds of deep, secret-seeing eyes looked at Him, and their gazes were like sharp knives.

The scalpel seemed to be cutting every side of flesh and blood into thin slices and then putting it under a microscope to observe - even if it was as pretentious as "The Door", it couldn't help but hold its breath.

"Big eyes!" A stream of flames rushed from a distance, and Medici fell to the ground. His face, which had always been wearing a provocative smile, had a stern expression. He lowered his voice and asked: "What's going on?"

"Nothing, let's go have breakfast." Thoth ignored Medici's question calmly.

Even though he had seen such a big scene as Medici, his expression was a little broken for a moment, but looking at the gloomy Solomon behind Thoth, he probably understood what happened.

"What are you having for breakfast before dawn?" Medici said angrily, "You might as well play two games with me."

"Okay, let's walk, play chess or cards?"

"I've had enough playing with devils. Do you have any other ways to play with your deck of cards?"

It was a morning that left an extremely deep impression on all the angels of the Solomon Empire. The hidden sage who always paid attention to etiquette and always had a gentle smile ignored the noble emperor, without saluting or resigning, as if nothing had happened.

The earth and the Red Angel went to play blackjack, as if the ruins behind them were a matter of another world. Immediately afterwards, various gossips spread around the center of "The Hidden Sage and His Majesty the Emperor broke up."

, and the rumors are getting more and more mysterious, because neither side has given a decent explanation.

"Anyone with eyes knows that you are leaning towards the Lord." A month later, Medici, who came to visit, mentioned this matter, "So many people speculated whether the covenant between the Lord and Solomon was about to be invalidated.

Tsk, tsk, people have been in panic for a long time."

Thoth sighed slightly, and then continued to tinker with the occult device in his drum - it was a new gadget sent by the craftsman's family members, "What if our dear Emperor can't even do such small things as appeasing people's hearts and stabilizing public opinion?"

Well, let’s give way to the wise as soon as possible.”

They were now in a room where various instruments were placed, with countless square grooves dug into the wall, and various extraordinary items were bound in the grooves. Since there were two angels sitting in charge, even the highly active extraordinary items would not be able to survive.

Dare to make mistakes and be as quiet as a chicken.

"You are really meaner than before." Medici's face showed a look of not taking it too seriously, "So what happened that night? Let me see which version compiled by the younger members of the Abraham family is better.

Reasonable."

"Bethel really allowed them too much, they should wear everything outside." Thoth shook his head, and the old god said, "It's been so long, I don't remember what I said, ouch.

, as I get older, my memory gets worse and worse.”

Medici rolled his eyes, "You told me last time that you had a troubled family when you were fifteen!"

"I still remember him so well. After all, the last time I saw Him so sinister and strange was in the Age of Strife." Amon walked in the door with "I know, ask me" written all over his face. Driven by curiosity, Medici

Omitting the habitual ridicule, Amon was given the opportunity to show off his vast knowledge.

"That night Solomon expressed dissatisfaction with the way He educated his people, and wanted to beat Him as he had done hundreds of years ago..." Amon said while glancing at Thoth's face.

"But today is different from the past." Thoth answered calmly, "He could beat me hundreds of years ago because Alex was in a bad state and my mood was also very bad, and my thinking was not very active."

In addition, there is a little pollution caused by "fallen" authority, but now Thoth has understood how to get along with his dark side.

"Then Solomon got a very weird and sarcastic meal." Amon thought about it for a moment, and then imitated Thoth's offensive and artificial tone at that time, "Oh my God, Your Majesty, look at what you said, don't you think that

I have a really close relationship with you, right? You don’t think that a few glasses of wine and a few routine greetings can turn us into close good friends, do you? I think that kind of innocent and simple boyhood

I’m already far away from you.”

"Besides, you don't have to worry about my teachings being directed against you. After all, the jeweled hat on your head was put on under the witness of Alex... I mean, the true Creator. I respect him very much.

"

"Secondly, when I wrote down these teachings, you and your colleagues were probably still drooling baby babies in the arms of the wet nurse. Why do you think I have nothing to worry about with the baby baby? Are you full enough?"

"Thirdly, rather than me, an invincible spy, you might as well pay more attention to Trunsoest and Tudor - of course, they are your 'most loyal angels', but the wisdom of the time,

The blazing sun and the storm are also known for their piety, but what's the result?" Amon shrugged, "That's it."

Medici's eyes became subtle, "Did you say the last sentence casually or...?"

"An idea." Thoth carefully restored the occult device that he had studied. "During the Age of Strife, although the Kingdom of the Creator was no longer bright, there were still many high-sequence extraordinary characteristics left in the treasure house.

After those traitors fought several times, we gained and lost. Once there are cracks in this country, they will use the opportunity of promotion to seduce all the angels."

"Then several new countries will be born and rush to declare the legitimacy of their existence." Medici took out a cigarette case from his trouser pocket, "We will have to consider who to break up with and who to maintain cheap friendship with. "

"You started thinking about the future so soon?" Thoth raised his eyebrows in surprise, "I thought..."

"You think I'm here to blame you for your impulsiveness today?" Medici slapped Thoth on the shoulder. Because he didn't hold back, the spy's body, which is not known for its strength, shook violently, "False Harmony is something that only those ignorant guys care about, but for me, who is used to seeing disputes, if it is broken, it will be broken, and there is no need to pick it up and put it back together!"

"It's not because of Solomon that you built the barren land into what it is today." Medici blew out the smoke, "If you give some minerals every year and pay taxes on time, he should be grateful, instead of stretching out his hand. So long!”

"Anyway, don't be vain. Anyway, Orochi, I, and the Lord all support you. After all, we have not forgotten who helped bring out the remnants of the land abandoned by the gods!"

"Thank you, I understand." Thoth patted the hand on his shoulder, "But don't smoke in the laboratory."