Lord of the Mysteries fanfic: wake up, hermit

The rustling shadows are whispering.

The shadow spread from the bottom of the bed, from the fireplace, from the corner of the robe, from the depths of the heart, and from all places where the sun could not shine. It was as thick and sticky as oil. It squirmed and stood up, condensing into a dark human shape.

Meng Bai in a suit and tie sat opposite Thoth. Although they were dressed differently, their facial features and postures were so similar, like the inside and outside of a mirror. A feeling of being separated from the world filled my heart. After Thoth,

I subconsciously thought: "I have rarely dressed so formally before. Are you going to give a lecture? A competition class? A meeting?" Maybe it was because I lazily stayed at the Royal Academy for two whole days and had no time to spend with Solomon.

The vigilance in his mind has not yet tightened.

"Are you tired?" Meng Bai asked.

"What?"

"In order to maintain the superficial peace, you spend no less effort than on the battlefield." Meng Bai spoke softly, but his words were extremely important, "Because you know that the reason why the empire can be established is because of the six gods.

They cannot reach an agreement. On the other hand, if they reach an agreement, it will not be difficult to destroy this huge country. By then, will you still have the energy to complete that thing? "

Thoth whispered: "And when their living space is compressed to the extreme, that's when they reach an agreement."

He selectively ignored his other self's doubts, and he did not dare to think about them in detail, because those things decided by a single person could not be shaken in the slightest.

Meng Bai's smile was friendly but dangerous: "But isn't this what you want to see?"

Thoth's pupils trembled and he raised his head suddenly.

"Why do those witches destroy families one after another, spread plague all over the villages, and have their hands stained with the blood of innocent people, but they can still be protected by the powerful and chat and laugh in the shadows of their fragrant hair? Is it possible that in the eyes of those nobles, Bai Shi

Isn’t a life worth more than a good-looking skin?”

"Why are those children who are only fifteen or sixteen years old, when they should learn to read, write, or learn a craft, imprisoned and violated by a group of fat-minded guys, with unsightly marks everywhere on their bodies? Their future is at stake.

It was destroyed so unreasonably, why did the perpetrators think it was their honor?"

"Why can high-ranking people sacrifice others alive just because of a 'disrespectful look'? Watching the body turn into ashes in the flames, listening to the pleas and cries gradually weakening, but always smiling, as if the person killed is not

A human being, but a lamb... What does life mean to them?"

"Such things happen every day, and the ruling class condones it all." Meng Bai's voice penetrated his heart like poison, "The lives of civilians and low-ranking people are nothing to them, and the virtues that the Creator once preached are far less than theirs.

Pleasure and honor are important...You know very well that the sin and depravity hidden under the glory are like a gorgeous robe, full of worm-eaten holes."

"Instead of sewing in vain, it is better to light a purifying fire——"

"Go to destruction, the end of destruction is rebirth——"

"bump--"

The strings made a shrill scream, and the illusion was shattered by the huge noise. The sun was still shining brightly, but Thoth felt cold all over.

"absurd!"

He almost used all his strength to squeeze out the word from between his teeth, and his fingers dug into the strings without even realizing it.

The flapping sound is the sound of birds flapping their wings.

After "sliding" the two paintings, Amon thought he would see such a scene: the hidden sage who was elegant and decent in the eyes of his colleagues was wrapped in a sheet, wearing pajamas, bare feet, with his legs crossed, playing the lyre or translating old times

His works - maybe He could draw little figures on the papyrus paper before writing a few words.

, there are also ketchup chips on the table that he begged a certain avatar to bring from the pier - according to Thoth, he would rather go to the pier to get a cheap snack full of oil smoke and unhealthy than eating under the chandelier

I was eating a lamb chop with red wine and had to deal with various people chatting with me.

But the facts were quite different from the speculation. Amon straightened his monocle - even though this thing had nothing to do with seeing.

Thoth was sitting upright, writing something expressionlessly. From a distance, it looked like a dense article, and it also came with a diagram composed of regular geometric figures. The loose pajamas were replaced by tight robes, and the color was deep purple. In short

, He was completely out of tune with the jubilant atmosphere of the Founding Day celebrations from head to toe. Even Trunsoest, who was famous for his strictness and strict self-discipline, had to bow down after seeing it.

In Amon's impression, even in the early days of the Glorious Age, when people were running around and busy with post-war reconstruction, Thoth would never work overtime for himself. He cherished every Sabbath and holiday more than earning an extra

As a reward, He is more inclined to explore new flavors in restaurants and snack shops, or engage in creative activities, letting his thoughts turn into notes, word blocks, symbols, and stick figures, jumping on the straw paper.

"What, is Solomon so unscrupulous that he wants to squeeze his subordinates on holidays?" The next second, Amon appeared behind Thoth's chair, his tone was unabashedly sinister, but he quickly got stuck, because that

A few big words were written prominently on a piece of paper——

"Statistics on Prayer of Believers on Haibei Coast from 32 to 33 Years of Solomon's Calendar & the Living Status Reflected Behind It"

"..." Shi Angel's hand on the back of the chair shook. The title was a bar chart, with the words "Successful Career", "Good Health", "Emergency Help", and "Family, Marriage and Love" horizontally arranged.

, "with the help of power" and other words, and further down there are line statistics charts and pie charts. Thoth is producing products based on the "extraordinary items" sacrificed by believers.

"Registration Form" analyzes the degree of intrusion of mystery into the daily lives of ordinary people. As a born mythical creature that does not need believers and has never had believers, Amon suddenly felt a pressure - this is an indescribable human nature, and the exam-oriented education system

The students below should have a deep understanding of this and wailed, "Don't study, stop studying, don't study".

"You're here."

Thoth looked back at Him, the fatigue in his eyes flashing away under the gentle smile.

"I finally understand why the God of War cannot penetrate faith into your city-state." Amon stared at the pillar of "Love and Marriage" and found that it was always particularly high two months a year. "Because He absolutely did not

You are so... thoughtful of everything."

"You think I'm too nosy?"

Amon was noncommittal and clicked on the "Family, Marriage and Love" column, "I remember that you have no emotional authority."

"In order to catch rare fish, people in coastal areas often go to sea for a month. At first, a pearl diver prayed to me because she missed her fiancé, so I sent a blue bird to bring back her husband's token, and the story spread

After that, the blue bird became the 'messenger of lovers'."

At this point, Thoth's eyes curved into two arcs of purple moon, emitting the light of nostalgia.

"Oh, why are they always similar in strange places?"

This sentence was spoken very softly, but Amon still heard it clearly. His heart made of insects twitched inexplicably. He calmly changed the topic, about the two "painted skins" - one was that of the Hidden Sage.

The other one is a self-portrait of his legendary "Elven Lover". When they last met, Thoth asked him to take them to various paths and flash them in front of the eyes of extraordinary people of all levels.

Thoth moved the documents away, spread the painting on the table, and used blood-stained ink to trace the facial features of the dummy that had become blurred with the passage of time. His concentration when painting was the same as when he was making the watch, but it involved creativity.

During the activity, His expression becomes looser, fatigue and numbness are replaced by the brilliance of consideration, vigorous vitality soaks into the brows and eyes of the "Elven Lover" like spring rain, and her every frown and smile is filled with fascinating beauty, and finally

Thoth cut his finger and applied it to his slightly raised lips.

"For the sake of me running errands for you, can you please satisfy my curiosity? For example, who is she?"

"A famous actor of our time." Thoth put away his pen and ink and waited for the skin to dry naturally.

Amon raised his eyebrows suggestively, "That's it?"

Thoth glanced at him and said, "If you are expecting some sexy news, you will probably be disappointed... Sit tight and be careful not to get a concussion."

Amon is sitting on a high-backed chair in a very dangerous posture that should not be imitated. The front two chair legs are hanging high, and the back two chair legs are swinging back and forth with a small friction surface as a fulcrum.

Hearing this, Shi Angel not only had no intention of repenting, but also raised one leg of his chair and spun around in a circle like an acrobat, shaking his head at the sight - if there is anyone who knows under Newton's Fountain, he probably

I will be so angry that I will get up from the coffin because of this operation that violates all mechanical laws.

"Oh, since it's not some sexy news, it doesn't hurt to reveal a little bit, right? Please -" Amon blinked, smelling like a curious baby. This is his specialty. Even if he knew it was just pretending.

, Thoth had nothing to do with him.

But this time, Thoth was silent.

Angry? Amon gently touched each chair leg to the ground.

"People of our time will go through a very important exam. The intensity of this exam is no less than that of thousands of troops crossing a single-plank bridge, so in order to reach the height they want, everyone works very hard and is very exhausted.

I am no exception." Thoth smiled, "In order to persevere and not collapse in advance, many students will imagine the pleasure they will have after the exam, big meals, travel, beautiful clothes, long-awaited love, and so on.

.And in order to motivate me, my father said that if I got... what score would it be? Anyway, as long as I reached this standard, he would buy me her anniversary limited edition album."

Having said this, Thoth raised his chin towards the thin skin, and Amon lowered his crossed legs.

"Later, my father fulfilled my wish as promised. I held the beautifully packaged book and read it over and over a hundred times, so much so that I couldn't help but copy her appearance when I was drawing the painting." Aftertaste.

After passing by, Thoth remembered the business, "How did they behave?"

"Don't even think about deceiving angels, especially those with extremely high inspiration."

Thoth sighed: "I think so."

"But guys who are demigods and below are generally deceived." Amon added the second half of the sentence comfortingly, "How did you forge the spiritual thread? Even the secret puppet master of the Zarath family didn't even look at it.

Get a clue."

"Personal secret." Thoth smiled mysteriously, looking at the little crow who was curious one second and turned dismissive the next, and he couldn't help feeling how quickly he turned his back.

"It's as if I can't do it... In short, the entire imperial capital is now praising your love story with the elf. Although the princess seems to be quite dismissive of the rumors, her face is not very good. She

I originally wanted to send you an invitation."

But they didn’t know where to send it. In fact, many people suddenly discovered that he did not have a mansion or a manor when they wanted to invite the Hidden Sage to participate in social activities, at least not on the surface.

"Huh? Oh, that's good."

Groups of shimmering messages floated in the air. Thoth held his breath and put them into the two paintings in a certain order - he was more concerned about whether the royal family was embarrassed or whether the emperor and princess were happy or not.

Whether these two painted skins can deceive the eyes of angels after modification is a quite challenging issue.

It was obvious that he was so angry two days ago that he jumped up and down, but now he was as indifferent as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

"Have you thought about how to reject Solomon?" Amon could only think of this possibility.

"I'm too lazy to think about it." Thoth placed the last piece of information on the painting's heart and raised his eyes, "He is a lawyer, I can't speak to him."

"After watching the drama two days ago, we chatted for a while in the private room. I said that if we don't have any emotional basis, we will only watch and resent each other. He said that feelings can be cultivated slowly in marriage and family life; I said that compared with business,

Regarding family, I enjoy contemplating and introspecting in my celibate life. He said that raising offspring is a sacred and glorious obligation, and I will get unprecedented satisfaction from it. I said that dealing with the relationship between children and believers is also very labor-intensive, and He said

The heirs flow with my blood, continue my life, and are my thousands of incarnations in the world. Believers should love them as much as they love me..." Thoth spoke very calmly and quickly, "I almost said

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I'm not interested in becoming a relative of the emperor. You can find someone else."

"I admit that what He said makes sense, but I can also feel His disdain for my way of life." Thoth sneered, "In that case, why talk about it? Just escort me to the wedding venue."

Amon was silent for a moment, "Although I don't think it is, but if He is really..."

"Then I will..."

"At once?"

"I just..." Thoth pondered for a while, "What do you think is better, marrying into the Medici family or having a divine wedding with a big snake?"

"..."

"Eh? Isn't it funny?"