Mystery: The Lamp God’s Path To Freedom

"Do you know the origin of the lamp god in the wishing lamp?"

Seeing that Arrods was so resistant to the lamp god, he suddenly wanted to ask Arrods about his knowledge of the lamp god. When he asked the lamp god before, the lamp god silently refused to answer.

The illusory mirror trembled violently with the white paper that carried it, and the mirror surface suddenly turned into ever-changing mysterious lines, and the illusory white paper spit out by the ticker was like a TV set on a Tuesday afternoon.

Klein subconsciously raised his eyebrows, stared at the twitching picture, and waited patiently.

Arrods struggled for a while, and finally there was another rattling sound.

"I dare not stare at it, it will cause me great harm, according to the attitude of those beings towards it, I can guess its origin, but, great master, I can't tell you, please forgive your humbleness servant Arrodes."

Klein sighed silently, without asking any questions or being too disappointed, he said calmly:

"now you."

"No, great master, your servant begs you to change the question."

Klein thought for a while, and felt that there was nothing in particular he wanted to ask, so he said casually:

"So is there anything you want to tell me?"

Arrods suddenly became excited, and new content appeared on the white paper.

"Yes! Arrods has some news to report to you. The Rose School of thought is looking for you. They have received orders and help from the existence of faith. You must be careful. I suggest you leave the sea as soon as possible. It's best to go back to Backlund, I will be able to follow in your footsteps and serve you more conveniently."

Klein was suddenly a little nervous, and Cynthia's shy and longing voice immediately echoed in his mind, "General, I think..."

He hurriedly asked: "I can abandon Gehrman's identity and change my image, how can they find me accurately?"

"The Rose School of Thought is preparing a ceremony to ask for a gift. That existence can locate your special aura. Before you are promoted to a demigod, there are many ways to distinguish your specialness."

The sound of the ticker suddenly stopped, the white paper twisted a few times, and the sound continued.

"You can let that light cover you for a while. As shameless and vile as it is, it does have the ability to serve you reliably at this point."

Klein nodded slightly, indicating that Arrods could ask questions.

Arrods printed a probing expression on the white paper. This expression was dynamic, showing a shy and embarrassed expression.

"Great master, may I say a word to you?"

"Okay." Klein was curiously waiting for Arrods' performance.

Suddenly, colorful dots of light appeared at the bottom of the white paper. The dots of light rose into the sky one by one, and exploded into colorful fireworks near the ticker. Golden characters appeared on the white paper:

"Great host, happy birthday!"

Klein was stunned for a moment, and felt a little embarrassed, embarrassed, and nostalgic for a while.

"Your current physical birthday is on March 4, but at that time, I couldn't keep up with your steps. Please allow me to offer my belated blessings."

The probing expression was refreshed into a triumphant smile.

Suddenly, a discordant voice broke in.

"Tsk tsk, what's the use of talking? What birthday present did you get?"

Without turning his head, Klein would know who was speaking.

Seeing that the smiling face suddenly looked like a diamond with angry eyes, and the voice of da da da was full of anger.

"I always remember Master's birthday. If you hadn't kidnapped Master out of Backlund, I would have been the first to send my blessings in the early hours of that day! And you are by Master's side, but you don't remember this incident. If you don't take Master to heart, what right do you have to stay by Master's side!"

"Hey, I gave him such a big diamond," said the lamp god, making a gesture with his hand, "The extraordinary material of Sequence Four is very valuable!"

The expressions on the white paper began to change like swiping the screen, astonishment, confusion, resentment, grief, embarrassment, frustration, sadness...

Klein forcibly resisted the urge to cover his face with his hands.

Arrods was severely hit. It showed a crying expression, and even the handwriting became twitching.

"Great master, Arrodes has no gift for you, can you go to the church of steam, I want to give you myself."

The Genie started laughing.

In this weird atmosphere, Klein answered Arrods' question "Not yet", and then told it to leave.

Arrods cried and said that he would wait for the next call of the great master at any time.

With the farce between Arrods and the lamp god, Klein felt a little tired. He needed to think about the potion formula he needed.

Early the next morning, Anderson knocked on the door, and Klein got up unhappy.

Klein thought for a long time last night, analyzed various situations, and weighed it over and over again. He initially decided to go back to Backlund to steal the notes, and the threats from the Rose Sect also prompted him to leave the sea as soon as possible, and return to the place where even the angels have to take good care of them. Backlund.

However, before going to Oravi Island, Klein felt that he needed to capture a secret puppet so that he could have a sense of security.

Anderson is very good, really heart-warming.

Anderson at the door warmly invited Klein to have breakfast, frantically hinting that Klein should set off to find that demigod as soon as possible.

Klein asked Anderson to buy a boat ticket for tomorrow afternoon, and he planned to let Gehrman go out for business after breakfast this morning.

With Anderson, however, it's impossible to eat well.

A thrilling all-assassin scene with Anderson as the main character was staged in front of Klein. Klein quickly deduced the director's purpose and persuaded Anderson to apologize.

A middle-aged gentleman dressed in formal attire was sitting on a corner seat in the dining room covered by a decorative cabinet. He knew the hunter who blackmailed his subordinates and took money that should belong to him. Satisfied, decided to forgive his offense.

And, even better, the task that the organization just sent to itself needs a hunter with the right sequence.

He was in a good mood, so he only hinted that the hunter's companion returned to the room by himself, and did not choose to kill anyone. After planting a hint for the reckless hunter, he enjoyed his breakfast comfortably and walked out of the hotel to return to his residence. .

The sky is bright and the air is clear, and the wind is smooth.

This Sequence Four operator got lost!

It has been many years since he became a demigod. He has always been hiding in the dark, manipulating others, and achieving his goals silently. Second-rate.

He didn't let himself stop, acting as if he hadn't found anything, but he had let his mental body enter the sea of ​​collective subconsciousness, where he wanted to find the enemy's spiritual island and launch an active attack in his own field.