Lord of the Mysteries fanfic: wake up, hermit

The sun sinks into the sea, dusk spreads across the sky, and night joins in tacit agreement, shrouding the royal court of giants with a mysterious veil.

In a hall covered by secret power, eleven figures flashed out of thin air in the clear light emitted by the torch, except for a woman who was hidden in the night fog and wearing a layered black skirt and a woman with black curly hair and eyes.

Except for the male figure in the shadow, everyone else wore cloaks woven in the night to hide their faces and whereabouts. Only at this moment did they take off their disguises with peace of mind, and sat down at the long dark red table one after another, replacing the two top benches.

Automatically reserved for women wearing black skirts and men with shadows on their eyes.

"Why is there one more?"

Medici occupied the second seat at the top on the left, next to Ourolius. He saw the empty chair at the end opposite at a glance, and unabashedly cast questions at the top chair.

gaze.

Amanisis gave a subtle smile behind the veil. Although Medici could not see his expression clearly, he still tensed his nerves subconsciously - as a conspirator at the top of the hunter sequence, he could almost tell who was who by intuition.

Who is a careerist who is always seeking for success, and who is a fat-headed fool? This she-wolf who not only plotted against Fregra, but also slaughtered the whole clan undoubtedly belongs to the former, so even a cunning Medici must be mentioned twelve points.

of vigilance.

The left hand of the Creator, the deputy king of heaven, the angel of darkness, Sasril, solemnly spoke——

"We are redeeming ourselves and maintaining the balance of the world..."

"Split and departure are undoubtedly the most basic order... This is also His idea..."

"It is undeniable that we all have our own dark thoughts and desires, but this is very normal..."

"Death and blood will be inevitable... We are named 'Rose of Redemption'..."

His voice echoed in every corner of the council chamber, as solemn as His body, the omniscient and omnipotent Creator's majestic face when he announced the oracle to the world. The true gods and kings of angels in the hall could not help but hold their breath and wait for His arrival.

The words came to an end.

"Then, let's start today's first topic." After Sasriel finished speaking, Amanisis continued, "We will decide today - whether to let the true god of the Hermit Path, the Hidden Sage, join the Rose of Redemption.

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As soon as these words came out, Badheir immediately showed his confusion. In his opinion, the most suitable description for the Hidden Sage is "unconventional", because he can only rely on some fancy illusions-such as deer, birds, flowers.

Ah, to win the exclamations of mortals is like a street performer relying on singing, dancing or juggling to earn money. It makes the majesty of the gods disappear. He is simply a weird and stupid guy!

Of course, the real reason for his displeasure was that the Hidden Sage relied on these "unfashionable" methods to quickly spread his faith to the north, causing his followers to stumble during their mission.

The Harvest Goddess glanced at her nominal son, and after pondering for a moment, asked: "How much do you know about the Hidden Sage?"

As "Omi Bella", he should have known very little about the Hidden Sage, but as "Lilith", he had already gotten some answers from Amanysis, and now he was just initiating a discussion symbolically. Although in

During the missionary process in the Northern Continent, He had a competitive relationship with Thoth, but he did not have the same strong contempt and disgust as Badheir. In fact, He quite liked those "unfashionable" methods. As the former God of Beauty,

, He favors all beautiful and elegant things, such as jewelry with pearls and precious stones, exquisitely embroidered skirts, fragrant gardens, songs and dances of wandering entertainers... If the hermit hadn't started too quickly, He would have wanted to do that too.

A group of Gaebians were invited to please themselves! Lilith sighed secretly. In comparison, the giants were so rough that it was unbearable for her.

"I have never heard of such a being in the entire Second Age." Sallinger said conservatively, while glancing at Amanysis with unknown meaning.

The taciturn Torzner vaguely agreed, looking at Medici from behind the layers of bandages... his feet raised on the table.

The kings of angels who serve the Creator need to know better. After all, a hundred years ago, they briefly interacted with the protagonist of the topic in the Lord’s Kingdom of God, and they all agreed that the other party was an easy character to get along with.

As Thoth's former boss, Medici undoubtedly knew the most - it could be seen from his confident smile. However, due to his extremely arrogant sitting posture, those present were reluctant to take the initiative to ask questions until Sasli

I tapped the table with my fingers, and Medici said condescendingly: "You can think of him as an awakened ancient god."

"Like other ancient gods, he was crazy most of the time before, and it was only recently that he became more normal." At this point, Medici changed the subject, "As for why you haven't heard much about him, it's either because

I have heard that His existence has fallen, perhaps because He is very good at hiding - after all, He is called the 'Hermit'."

When Medici said that he was "very good at hiding", Saslier smiled bitterly. If his body hadn't pulled the hermit out of the crack in the rock, the hermit might have been sleeping until the next era.

Or maybe it's because he is a guy with low aggression. Medici added silently in his heart, he was still a large briquette at the beginning, even if Leodro and I chopped up so many of his "bodies", he would still be

He disappeared without saying a word or even farting... Of course, it could also be because we are not in the same path as Him and we don't know what He looks like when he is dominated by the aggregation instinct?

"But I was really kept in the dark for a long time... Orochi, you are very inspired. Did you notice anything when you first met Thoth?"

With the help of spiritual communication, Medici was able to speak quietly to Ourolius openly. Ourolius, who seemed to be distracted, replied: "Perhaps the master intended to make him appear ordinary, so I didn't have any thoughts at first."

The idea of ​​'taking a closer look'."

"What happens after that?" Medici was referring to after Thoth regained his status.

"Due to the difference in personality and the fact that He has a 'secret' power, I cannot directly pry into His fate." Ouroleus changed the topic, "But I have painted for Him."

"Wait, I don't quite understand what you mean?"

"That painting is related to his magic...or the knowledge he possesses. Although I can't know the specific content, I can feel that the knowledge is quite valuable." Ouro Leius paused, "I had something similar last time.

When I feel it, I feel it against a blasphemous slate."

“Because it’s old, it’s precious?”

"Not only ancient, but dangerous."