Mystery: Chaos Path

What Roland really cared about was naturally not the attitude of the Church of the Night, but the attitude of the Goddess of the Night behind the Church of the Night. In fact, his appearance this time under the guise of Lucifer was also a deliberate attempt to test the Goddess of the Night's attitude towards him.

After all, Roland wasn't sure whether other orthodox gods had noticed him, but Roland didn't think that the Goddess of the Night would turn a blind eye to his sudden appearance in the game. In all likelihood, she was already watching him silently, like a certain Adam who was integrated into the air.

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"Although I can probably guess what the other party's attitude will be..." Roland smiled, picked up the ancient book on the table, and continued his interrupted study—before being pulled into the Tarot Society, Roland was conducting his daily study of mysticism knowledge.

In this regard, he has always been diligent.

After finishing his studies, the sky outside the window was already dark. Roland cleaned up the table, went to a nearby restaurant for dinner, completed his disguise in another safe house, and then used his traveling ability to come to Backlund.

Roland's purpose this time was none other than the Bravehearts Bar. He had confirmed something through Mr. A's intelligence a few days ago—the internal strife of the Rose School had already occurred.

The Temperance faction led by Miss Coconut Egg Tree, also known as Renett Tinnevel, was defeated by the Indulgence faction supported by the Original Moon. Renett Tinnevel was suspected of falling, and is now likely living as a spirit world creature. The rest of the Temperance faction was also purged, and Sharon, as Renett Tinnevel's student, was suspected of fleeing to Backlund.

Mr. A naturally did not investigate Sharon's specific information, but Roland had been paying attention to the situation at the Bravehearts Bar, and discovered a card-playing guest in the Bravehearts Bar the day before yesterday. The other party's appearance was basically similar to the Malich described in the original book.

Familiar with the way, Roland entered the Bravehearts Bar. His eyes swept over the crowd in the bar, and he quickly locked onto a man in a white shirt and black vest by a bar counter. The other party's face was pale, and he looked about twenty-seven or eight years old. His expression faintly revealed a kind of madness and danger, but it was also obvious that he was restraining himself.

Obviously, this is Sharon's good partner, Mr. Maric of the Shaqima combination.

And since Maric is here, then Sharon obviously won't be too far away, most likely lurking nearby in the state of a wraith.

Probably because Roland's gaze was too obvious, after all, he didn't intend to hide it. Maric, who was taking small sips of wine, looked up in Roland's direction. His expression was obviously stunned for a moment, and then his expression turned to vigilance.

After all, Roland's current attire didn't look like the kind of person who would come to a bar, and since he wasn't the kind of person who would come to a bar, it was impossible not to be vigilant when he suddenly came to the bar and stared at him so obviously.

"Don't be nervous, actor, I have no intention of causing you trouble, I just have something I want to ask you to do." Roland's figure flashed, and he had already appeared in front of Maric. He gently pressed Maric's shoulder.

Maric, who originally wanted to retreat, suddenly froze in place, as if he had been cast with a petrification spell. Roland glanced at the direction where Sharon was, and the physical invisibility of the wraith was very useful in front of others, but it was a bit insufficient in front of the Ferryman.

Before entering the Bravehearts Bar, Roland had already chosen to borrow the power of Mr. Azik as a precaution.

"Your Excellency, I believe you have no malicious intentions. I wonder if you can let go of Maric?" Sharon appeared in the air, her expression slightly nervous. She could feel the danger on the other party's body. The mysterious person in front of her was at least a Saint.

"Of course, I'm just worried that this actor will be too激进 for a moment and do something impulsive, which would be bad." Roland said this and retracted his hand on Maric's shoulder.

The latter immediately took a few steps back with the same hands and feet, and looked like his whole body was numb.

The things that happened between them naturally attracted the attention of the surrounding people. Roland smiled when he saw this, and looked at the Shaqima duo who were obviously in a state of vigilance, and said: "This is not a place to talk about serious matters, how about we change places to talk?"

Sharon and Maric naturally couldn't have any opinions. They were very clear that they couldn't escape when they were so close to a suspected Saint-level existence. Their conscience and morals also made it impossible for them to use the surrounding ordinary people as a bargaining chip to hinder this mysterious man in front of them.

So the three quickly left the bar and came to a nearby deserted alley.

"Your Excellency, may I ask what your purpose is?" Sharon asked straight to the point.

"I want to see your teacher, Renett Tinnevel, once and invite her to participate in an interesting drama together." Roland looked at Sharon with a smile, and said unhurriedly.

Sharon was stunned when she heard this, and then her expression dimmed a bit. She said: "Then Your Excellency may be disappointed, my teacher... has already fallen."

Maric's expression was also very sad. Renett Tinnevel's fall was a major blow to the entire Temperance faction.

"But fate tells me that Renett Tinnevel has not fallen. She has only transformed her life form, but this does not prevent her from participating in my drama." Roland said with a smile, and dropped a big bomb lightly.

"What?" Sharon showed an obvious look of surprise. At this moment, she was not so much like a puppet. Surprise and suspicion alternated on her face. After a few seconds, Sharon seemed to have figured it out and looked at Roland and said: "Even if what Your Excellency said is true, I can't contact my teacher now."

"It doesn't matter, I don't need you to contact her either. Although saying this may make you feel disappointed, the two actors have no other roles in my drama. It is enough to be key props." Roland said words that Sharon and Maric didn't understand at all, and then he stretched out his hand and pulled in the air, and a figure condensed.

No mistake, one first, one hair, one inside, one Rong, one in, one look!

That figure had 4 heads and was wearing a gorgeous court robe. It was Sharon's teacher, the leader of the Temperance faction, the future Fool's messenger, Renett Tinnevel, who was affectionately called Miss Coconut Egg Tree by book friends.

Roland summoned Renett Tinnevel one second ago using Sharon as a medium.

"Teacher, you're really not dead? No, why are you here?" Sharon showed a surprised expression, and was quite puzzled, after all, she really couldn't understand Roland's operation.

Not to mention Sharon, as the summoned person, Renett Tinnevel herself was confused. He looked at his students, and then looked at Roland, and several heads opened their mouths and said:

"You..." "Who is..." "What..." "Matter?"