Mystery: Chaos Path

What else could Klein say? He composed himself and decided to change the subject, so he asked, "Who is the Creator's eldest son? Mr. Medici?"

Since Amon is the youngest son, there must be at least one older son.

"Medici is an adopted son," Lorin corrected casually, "The eldest son is Adam, you should know, the Visionary Angel Adam."

Hearing this name, Klein was stunned for a moment, then thought of something and asked, "But isn't Adam the other half of the Silver City Creator who split apart?"

Although he didn't know the specifics, Klein had overheard Lorin and Medici's conversation last time, so he roughly guessed that Adam was the divinity side of the Silver City Creator.

"That's not a conflict!" Lorin said matter-of-factly, "Adam is the Creator's son, but that doesn't prevent Him from also being the Creator's avatar!"

Is this the daily operation of a deity-level existence? He was greatly shocked.

Klein's brain completely stopped thinking.

"Are you okay? Want an apple?" Lorin waved his hand in front of Klein and handed him an apple.

Klein took the apple with an almost numb expression, took a bite, and mechanically chewed a few times before seeming to come back to his senses. He glanced at Lorin and said, "I remember you told me before that Mr. Lucifer doesn't want you to know about things at too high a level."

"That's right!" Lorin nodded, not panicking at all, "But I eavesdrop! Wouldn't you feel it's a pity if I didn't listen to such explosive gossip?"

Klein held the apple in one hand and couldn't help but rub his forehead with the other, saying, "Not really."

This gossip is too explosive, he can't take it.

"By the way, don't mention Adam's name casually for no reason," Lorin reminded, "The 'Spectator' pathway has the characteristic of 'everything said will be known,' just like 008. If you say His name, He will sense it."

Klein immediately shuddered.

Lorin, not wanting to let up on the excitement, added leisurely, "But it doesn't really matter if you want to mention it. Adam is constantly dissolved in the air around us. Whether you mention it or not, it doesn't prevent Him from paying attention to us, it's the same."

"What do you mean?" Klein asked with difficulty.

"You know the old man has cooperation with the True Creator, right? Actually, his cooperation partner also includes Adam, so as his student, I'm naturally a key focus. And don't forget your status as the Celestial Worthy's heir. As for Little Red...he died at Adam's hands," Lorin said, taking a bite of an apple he didn't know where he got from.

"The three of us are all objects of Adam's attention. Now that we're together, do you think they won't pay close attention?"

Klein was speechless for a moment, but felt a little creepy.

Could it be that his every move is now under Adam's attention?

Lorin, like someone who had been through it, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't think too much. Think about those who interfere with your destiny. When have you not been watched? People like us are destined to be watched by others. It's no big deal, just ignore them."

Klein was strangely calmed by this comfort. He thought about his destiny, which had long been interfered with, and about the destiny Lucifer had told him about, and was relieved for a moment.

After all, that's the reality. It doesn't matter if there's one more or one less person interfering with his destiny. There's really no need to make a fuss about Adam.

Thinking optimistically, maybe the Evernight Goddess is secretly watching the live broadcast now, and may have even pulled in her allies, such as the Lord of Storms, such as the God of Steam, and maybe the Evernight Goddess even gave him a dream-awakening buff as a reward... Klein imagined this scene and amused himself for a moment.

This is not surprising. If it was before those 7 days of thinking, Klein might not have been able to accept this kind of thing, but now he had already figured it out, was numb to it, and had gotten used to it and given up.

Whatever!

Lorin seemed to have thought of something, looked at Klein, and said, "By the way, Sherlock, are you interested in meeting a new friend?"

"What new friend?" Klein asked subconsciously.

"If nothing unexpected happens, tonight should be the night of the full moon. That way, I can contact Mr. Door, how about I introduce you to each other?" Lorin suggested with great interest, "You can also take remedial lessons with me."

As for the matter of dropping the mask, there is no need to worry. Lorin can completely discuss it with Mr. Door in advance.

"Remedial lessons?" Klein obviously hadn't thought of this.

"Yes, after all, the old man has been too busy to teach me recently, so he arranged for me to have another foreign teacher," Lorin spread his hands, looked at Klein and said, "Do you want to come and sit in on the class?"

Klein was a little tempted, thought about it, and nodded, "Okay."

… …

It was night—

When Klein arrived at the study, he found that in addition to Lorin, there was actually a Medici sitting in the corner.

"Is Mr. Red also contacting Mr. Door?" Klein asked curiously, looking at Medici, who was writing furiously in the distance.

Read the first release first!

"Little Red and Mr. Door can also be considered old friends. Although they are not particularly familiar, this time they are also preparing to say hello to Mr. Door," Lorin replied casually.

It was an accident that Medici appeared here. The main reason was that the other party had been writing furiously in the study. When Lorin chased people away, Medici asked him what he was going to use the study for. Lorin told the truth, and then Medici said that he hadn't seen Bethel for a long time, and it was just right to meet him this time.

Lorin knew that Medici might not really want to contact Mr. Door for any emotional reason, but was most likely trying to observe Mr. Door's current situation up close. After all, there were not many existences in the world like Mr. Door who had been almost polluted by the Outer God and then pulled back.

Lorin didn't mind this at all, so he naturally agreed. This is why Medici is now appearing in the study.

"By the way, what are you writing? There's already a pile of waste drafts..." Lorin glanced at the pile of paper balls beside Medici's feet and asked curiously.

"A speech draft," Medici was obviously a little irritable, but not because of Lorin, but because of the unfinished draft in his hand. After stopping writing again, he burned the draft in his hand a little impatiently and said:

"Sasrir asked me to write a speech draft to be used during the reform... Tsk!"

Although he was "sold" to Lorin by Sasrir, as mentioned before, no matter what aspect was considered, Medici could not give up on the reform, so he was still continuing to follow up.

Or rather, Medici really had no choice. If he wanted to become a god, he had to start a war. This reform was his only chance before the end of the world.

Lorin became interested when he heard this, bent down and picked up a paper ball and scanned a few pages, and saw that it was indeed a speech draft. The content was roughly to encourage people to fight, stand up, and resist.

In all fairness, Medici's writing level was actually okay, and it was very煽动性, but the whole article contained a lot of sarcasm, probably because he couldn't help the hunter's instinct to provoke.

"Why was this job given to you?" Lorin asked suspiciously.

"If it's not given to me, who else can it be given to? Do you expect the Great Serpent to write it? Or are you saying you expect the Aurora Order bunch of idiots to write it?" Medici said unhappily, with irritability between his eyebrows, and it could be seen that he was very annoyed by writing the speech draft.