Mystery: The Lamp God’s Path To Freedom

Intis Serenzo Restaurant.

The morning sun shines through the glass with exquisite dark patterns, depicting the arc of the heavy curtains with lace borders being opened.

Bernadette, who was wearing a simple long dress, sat by the window, quietly flipping through the newspaper.

"...Recently, a series of large-scale explosions occurred on Heitan Street in the Eastern District. The explosions destroyed some residential buildings and caused several casualties. So far, no organization has claimed responsibility for the incident. The police are actively investigating..."

"...An ancient book was stolen from Exhibition Hall 2 of the Kingdom Museum. According to historians, it records part of the law codes promulgated by the Solomon Empire in the Quaternary Era. It is of great importance for us to study and restore the politics and culture of the empire submerged in history. Significance...the police have been involved in the investigation, and it is believed that the lost property will be recovered soon..."

Bernadette's inspiration was suddenly touched, and she turned her head to look in the direction of the door.

The air there fluctuated slightly, and a figure turned from virtual to real. He smiled and greeted briskly.

"Good morning, my beautiful little princess."

Bernadette looked at the person just like that, her expression didn't change, she was silent for two seconds before she said lightly: "Don't talk to me in this tone."

The lamp god restrained his teasing expression slightly, and instead of continuing to struggle with the problem of tone, he said instead: "I have something to ask for your help."

Bernadette turned her body slightly, and looked straight at this puzzling spirit body, whose self-awareness was stronger than that of a living person, and she didn't know if it was a sealed item.

"I want to ask you to help me make a weapon. It should have the effect of speeding up the death of the target. If it hurts a vital point, it will kill you immediately."

Bernadette didn't answer right away, she was a little surprised, but also a little puzzled, generally speaking, she didn't want to agree, she felt that the request was inexplicable.

The lamp god didn't mind the invisible rejection represented by the silence at all. He continued, "I'll give you the required extraordinary characteristics in two days. Let your craftsmen start making them first. I need them urgently."

Bernadette finally said helplessly: "Why can you take your request for granted?"

The lamp god's smile suddenly deepened, and there was a wicked taste in Bernadette's incomprehensible tone.

"It's not right for you to say that. After all, I watched you grow up. I won't say that I hugged you when you were young. I really didn't. Your father refused to let you."

Bernadette's calm expression finally showed a crack.

"That's not playing the emotional card..."

"Let's talk about the consequences. Look at us inhuman things. If you want to do something, you won't care about indifferent lives. Now, I still want to abide by some universal rules."

The Genie spread his hands, and added in a complaining tone: "I didn't want to say this, it hurts my feelings."

Bernadette stared at the figure in front of her with unclear eyes for a while, as if she had struggled once, she said, "It will take about a month."

The lamp god showed a gratified expression, and his tone became relaxed again: "It's better to hurry up."

Then he said, "What do you want in return?"

Bernadette's eyes finally lost focus, her usual soft and indifferent voice was mixed with a touch of sadness, she said: "I know you can understand his diary, I will specify a page, you need to translate for me. "

"Tsk tsk, you don't doubt me anymore?" The lamp god asked curiously.

Bernadette's tone became real again, and she responded without hesitation: "I have other ways to confirm."

whispering sound! I thought the favorability had finally turned positive and increased.

"Only paraphrase the content, not a word-for-word translation."

"……Can."

The lamp god nodded, turned around and was about to leave, when suddenly he turned his head and said:

"Then... can I pack another order of tomato scrambled eggs today?"

... Bernadette's eyes became sharp for an instant.

...

Klein took today's newspaper from Richardson.

Coffee at the right temperature was already placed on the coffee table in his hand.

While flipping through the pages, Klein took a few sips of fragrant coffee with a leisurely expression.

"The Kingdom Museum was stolen again?"

Klein sighed in surprise.

It was only after he finished speaking that he realized that for Dawn Dantès, there was no "again".

Glancing at Richardson who was standing by the door, and measuring the distance, Klein turned his attention back to the newspaper.

It seems that the Kingdom Museum has a lot of good things, or was it stolen again in a short time? No, no, how can the affairs of Extraordinary people be called stealing? That is called donating temporarily unused things to those in need.

Cough cough, I can't diverge anymore, stealing is always bad... Speaking of which, did you ask the detective for help in this theft? If there is, Detective Essinger should be invited. If Sherlock is still there... I don't know how much bounty I can share...

Don't think about it, now that I'm the hottest millionaire on Boklund Street, how can I think about that little bounty?

In other words, I don't know what the lamp god is doing recently. I feel that the oil lamp always looks like it has lost its soul. I have to call him back to replenish the magic of Lemano's travel notes.

Prohibition is really easy to use, and the taste of permission dogs is really good.

Throughout the afternoon, Klein was holding the dance party guest list, seriously thinking about and memorizing what topics and content different guests should talk about, and it was not until evening that the lamp god came home.

He hurriedly called the lamp god to stop, and found an excuse to be alone.

"When calling your father to work, you are really an excellent enhanced version of the faceless man." The lamp god rolled his eyes shamelessly.

While recording his desperate records, Klein asked about the questions he had accumulated recently, including the questions in Roselle's diary before, and how to enter the Chanis Gate of St. Samuel's Church without being detected by the sealed core.

But the answers I got were still some very perfunctory words like "I'll tell you when you become a half-god" or "Ask after you have been promoted to an angel", but the last practical question, the lamp god answered clearly, "Go to Sailun Zuo restaurant is looking for Bernadette, she has a sealed item that can help you solve the problem."

Throughout the conversation, Klein had the illusion that he was playing a simulated reality game and interacting with an NPC.

"Are you going to explore that island tonight?" the lamp god interrupted suddenly.

Klein was stunned for a moment, thinking that he didn't seem to have revealed this to the lamp god, so he asked, "How do you know?"

"Tch! You look like you're buying horses in the East Market and saddles in the West Market. Who doesn't know that you have taken action."

"Then how do you know it's exploring the island?"

"Me!" The lamp god said loudly with a frenzied expression, "Omniscient and omnipotent!"

Then, he looked down at Klein and said, "Send money!"

Unable to restrain his right hand, Klein slapped his forehead.

After the lamp god's self-release was over, Klein continued, "Do you have any suggestions for tonight's actions?"

"My suggestion is...take me."

Klein returned a suspicious look.

"Actually, I can generally perceive what you do. It's not an ordinary island. I'm a little worried... Most importantly, I also need some materials. That old man's things are not prostitutes or whores. .”

The lamp god added sternly: "Let's split up."