Mystery: Paradox Path

December 31, 1349, night.

Snow, who had just eaten at Audrey's bar mitzvah, said hello to Audrey, and left the Queen's dinner quietly, just like he came quietly.

With the holy emblem of the night, let alone the queen's banquet hall, even if it is the king's bedroom, he... um, there may be Father Maozi in the king's bedroom, but he still can't go.

Recalling in his mind that when Audrey saw her at the bar mitzvah, she was obviously very surprised, but she had to maintain a calm and smiling expression. When casualties and sadness, the pleasure brought by bad taste also diminishes a lot.

"Hey..." Sighing slightly, Snow returned to the junction of the West District and Queens District, and then his eyes changed slightly, because he noticed that the lights in his house were actually on?

who is it?

Snow immediately filled himself up, and his fingers gently rubbed the holy emblem of the night. With the infusion of spirituality, his body seemed to be completely integrated with the darkness.

He quietly opened the door, and then...

He saw the object of "invasion of private houses"——

Detective Sherlock Moriarty with some facial adjustments.

At this time, he was sitting awkwardly at the coffee table, and in front of him, sat a cat.

"Lily?" Snow suddenly understood, and immediately said:

"Detective Sherlock, next time I'm not around, I hope you'll let me know by messenger instead of just sitting and competing with my cat who blinks first..."

"I don't want to!" Klein complained frantically. He just knocked on the door, and the cat opened the door. He thought it was the same as before. Who knew that no one was at home this time?

However, after complaining, he still sincerely apologized:

"Sorry, I didn't know you weren't there."

"Forget it." Snow shook his head, took the black tea from the shelf, tapped the button next to the coffee table, and let the small stove built with the characteristics of the fire mage start to boil water, listening to the rustling sound of the water in the pot, then He asked:

"Is there a problem?"

"I want to buy an identity." Klein said straight to the point. Snow was slightly surprised, but he was still a little tired. After all, it was obviously more dangerous to buy an identity in circles on Sharon's side than himself.

However, he did not immediately agree, but narrowed his eyes and said, "It looks like you are planning to leave Backlund?"

"Well, after all, 'Sherlock' has 'dead' in the meteorite fall, and I also need to go to sea to prepare for the promotion ceremony."

Klein nodded lightly, but Snow suddenly got up. He didn't go to get the boiled water, but turned around and walked to the safe, took out the information he had received before, and said with narrowed eyes:

"If so, I suggest you wait a few more days. According to my information, in three days, the Moretti brothers and sisters will arrive in Backlund."

"What!" Klein's pupils tightened suddenly, but then relaxed again. After all, Mr. Snow had met Klein who was a fortune teller, and it was normal to know his relationship with Benson and Melissa. ,only……

"I don't want to see them, after all..."

Klein was only halfway through speaking when Snow interrupted:

"No, if I were you, just meet them."

"..." Klein frowned. He solemnly looked at the man in front of him, as if waiting for him to give an answer.

"We have done our best in this smog. I even took the risk of praying to the true creator, using the characteristics of the Hanged Man to bear some of the pain for the people of the East District, but even so, more than 8,000 people died and still There are tens of thousands of people who are still not out of the torment of the disease, and the mastermind behind all this is still admiring his wonderful plan, do you know what this means?"

Snow handed the information in his hand to Klein,

Seeing the news that his brother was admitted to the civil service and his sister was planning to apply for university, Klein was slightly happy, but he was immediately smashed to the bottom by Snow's words.

What does it mean?

"Will something like Backlund's smog happen again?" Klein's expression was very ugly. His brother and sister were about to come to Backlund, and with Melissa's character, I'm afraid it wouldn't be too good to rent a house. The place, the southern area of ​​the bridge... Considering the work, I am afraid that the Chowood area is the limit, and this time the big smog almost floated to Queens!

"Not necessarily, but it is certain that there will be disasters. From the moment the witch sect joined, it was already doomed. After all, witches rely on disasters to digest potions. I think you should understand what I mean."

Snow usually speaks as vaguely as possible about this kind of "fake information", letting the other party figure it out for himself, but thinking of his previous deal with the goddess, he still "threatened" in more straightforward language:

"You can't always guard your family. If you really want to protect them, let them become Beyonders."

"No!" There was a bit of anger in Klein's voice. As an Beyonder, he was too aware of the dangers of this road. He didn't want Melissa and Benson to face crazy threats all the time. If possible, he hoped they forever……

"Do you know the end of the world?" Snow raised the kettle and slowly began to make tea. As the steam rose, his gentle voice also entered Klein's ears:

"There are still more than ten years, and the end will come. If there is more, I can't tell you, but you must know that only demigods are qualified to survive in that era. If you want to protect your relatives and friends, you must at least reach the level of angels. Rank, as for sheltering ordinary people... do you think you can become a god in ten years?"

"Becoming a god?" Klein smiled bitterly, not to mention being a god, he felt guilty about whether he could be an angel.

Although he played very smoothly in the early stage, as he went deeper into the mysterious world, he also understood that the way of acting was not a secret among high-ranking Beyonders.

Even so, there are still a large number of Beyonders who cannot be promoted. Whether it is a high-level potion formula or Beyonder characteristics, the difficulty of obtaining them is obviously high, not to mention the requirements for various promotion ceremonies. It's really hard to say how far he can go in just over a decade.

After all, he now understands that the performance of some pathways has a hard time requirement. If there are high-level fortune-tellers like the undead, it will take dozens or hundreds of years, and it would be a joke to become an angel within ten years. .

Seeing Klein's expression, Snow knew that he was shaken, he took a deep breath, and then said:

"Let them become Beyonders. With the help of Mr. Fool and the channels of the Tarot Club, their progress will be relatively smooth. They don't ask for demigods. As long as they can reach the middle sequence, they are enough to protect themselves in ordinary disasters. As for Doomsday, that is something that everyone must face, but in any case, with more strength, there will be more hope for survival, the difficulty of protecting ordinary people and protecting extraordinary people is obviously different."