Pastor's Tantra

Chapter 509 Morgan’s Gift

February 16th.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Sherlock hurried to the Palace of Silver and Tin.

When the great detective who had been missing for several months reappeared, it immediately attracted people's attention. Before he himself even stepped onto the steps of the Hall of Silver and Tin, the news was already on the steps of the newspaper office.

When he walked to the Queen's study, he saw Aiwass sitting leisurely on the Queen's seat.

He crossed his legs, leaned back on the chair, and hummed an opera tune happily.

"Yo, here we come."

Aiwass said with a smile: "Long time no see, great detective."

"I knew it was you who called me."

Sherlock said angrily: "What do you want from me, Honorable Minister Moriarty?"

"It's not a big deal. I just want to see if you are dead. Now it seems that everything is going well. It's really great."

Aiwass raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a sly smile.

——It’s hard, the fist is hard.

Sherlock gritted his teeth.

However, he still heard the stinky fox's concern for him, so he didn't say anything, and sat elegantly and silently on the seat opposite.

During the promotion ceremony, when he didn't see Aiwass and Isabel, his heart suddenly sank.

Not that I'm worried about myself.

With Sherlock's pride, even if he was just a weak child, he would never back down from a place like this. His main concern is Isabel... Although Her Majesty the Queen has grown up now, the promotion ceremony from three to four is too dangerous. If you die here, you will most likely die in reality.

If something happens to Her Majesty, Avalon will be in trouble.

Even if it is a full moon ceremony, the extraordinary beings are definitely not in love with each other. Not to mention that there are at least three failed places, extraordinary people with different identities and positions, and they have to find a way to get rid of their own rejection.

Otherwise, if you are not careful, you will be deducted points for unintentionally helping the other party complete the task.

"You see now, I am healthy. Can I leave? There is still a backlog of cases.

"By the way, are Director Kent on the same page as you? I heard that he failed for promotion today. He suffered four fatal wounds and was hacked to death. He was covered in blood. He got three bishops and worked continuously for two hours. It was with great difficulty that he was able to hang his life. It is estimated that he will have to recuperate for at least a year or two."

When Sherlock said this, he suddenly sneered: "Oh, that's not right. I guess there must be more than this... Since you, a stinky fox, specially called me here, there will probably be some trouble."

"Maybe... not?"

Aiwass smiled, obviously in a happy mood: "It's just a heart-to-heart talk - isn't it?"

Sherlock paused slightly, with a subtle expression: "Speak directly if you have something to say."

"Do you know anything about...Huan Tiansi?" Aiwass asked.

"Have heard a little bit."

Sherlock nodded: "He is the son of the Snake Father. The Tiansi of the End of the World, the Tiansi of the Infinite... The ceremony in which Ms. Ligeia was reincarnated should be the power of the Huantiansi. Is there something wrong?"

"I got new information from this promotion ceremony."

Aiwass crossed his fingers in front of him, lowered his crossed legs, leaned forward slightly, and asked seriously: "I heard that Huan Tiansi had a name in the past, called Samsara Tiansi.

"Before the [Cicada Slough] incident, Ouroboros was a self-destructive Tiansi and a resurrected Tiansi, belonging to the path of balance. Later, after the Cicada Sloughing incident, he obtained the [Endless Knot] and became the path of transcendence. Tiansi."

"...I really haven't heard of this statement."

Sherlock pondered, searching his memory carefully: "Indeed, there is none."

“Have you ever heard of the saying ‘history is torn apart’?”

"——"Multiple Histories"?"

Sherlock asked rhetorically.

"That's right," Aiwass nodded, "It is said that after the [Cicada Slough] happened, history fell into pieces and could never go back to before [Cicada Slough]. And what we are in is only one of the histories, and there are more histories. It’s divergent.”

"This is the theory of multiple histories."

Sherlock nodded and explained: "This is one of the two explanations given by scholars to explain why past and future events appear in the dream world. Among them, scholars of multiple history theory believe that history is not unique. We do not Not at the front, not at the back.

"Multiple histories are divergent. Through the promotion ceremony, the Nine Pillars constantly deduce a 'best past' and solidify the past into a line; and I believe that the promotion ceremony is not so much about anchoring the past. You are deducing the future...but listening to your words, it seems that you have gained something else?"

"Yes," Aiwass nodded, "According to the information I got here, it seems that both the future and the past are uncertain. Both of these statements are not entirely correct, but they are both correct."

"...That would be interesting."

Sherlock thought for a while.

He suddenly said: "When you ask me this, you probably want to ask me...can you tell Aiwass about this?

"——My answer is, I think it is okay. He knows more secrets than us, don't hide it from him. Even if this may be a trap... it is better to die sober than to live confused."

Hearing Sherlock's words, Aiwass's expression became a little strange.

She was silent for a while, then her whole body shattered like a bubble and transformed into Isabel again.

"...When did you find out?"

Isabel was a little confused: "Have you seen through the [Cunning Spell]?"

"No, I didn't see through your Majesty's illusion at all."

Sherlock said calmly: "But I know that that stinky fox will definitely not ask me to talk. He always speaks straightforwardly and never talks about vague things."

"...He obviously said similar things to me."

Isabel felt a little regretful: "I still want to wait until he comes in and see Aiwass in the house."

Sherlock hesitated to speak.

He had something to say, but he didn't dare to say it.

"...Anyway, don't hide anything from him."

Sherlock added: "It is better for him to know than not to know - smart people and fools cannot be treated the same way. If Aiwass is a fool, then I will definitely support not letting him think nonsense. But he is a smart man. Even this It may be a trap, but I have to believe that Aiwass can get out of it on his own."

"Well, I understand."

Isabel said sincerely: "Thank you, Sir Hermes."

"My pleasure, Her Majesty."

Sherlock bowed his head respectfully and replied.

On the other side, Aiwass was in the courtyard of the Palace of Silver and Tin.

He was feeling the warm sunshine of the spring morning, half-kneeling on the ground facing the sun.

Aiwass clasped his hands and fingers, closed his eyes and prayed, chanting in a low voice - the golden warm light radiated from his body and illuminated the entire grassland. Through the light curtain, one can vaguely see a transparent ring made of condensed thorns behind Aiwass, which is slowly rotating. It has a complex crown-like pattern, looming.

That was the thorn of sin entangled in Si Zhu's body.

The gryphon and the white horse lay lazily on the ground, feeling the heat surging within their bodies.

After Aiwass finished praying, they came up to him enthusiastically and rubbed against Aiwass.

Aiwass smiled slightly and touched the chin and face of the white horse that he would take away later, and suddenly looked towards the lake.

"Excuse me...is something wrong?"

The next moment, a beautiful goddess holding a silver-white staff walked out of the lake wetly.

She has waist-length wet blue-silver hair, long elf ears, and eyes as clear as sapphires. She looks about 60-70% similar to Shafiya, and looks to be about thirty years old. His clothes were soaked until they were translucent, and the lake water dripped onto his bare feet.

"...Ms. Morgan?"

Aiwass raised his eyebrows and asked.

Morgan was about to introduce himself, but when he heard Aiwass's words, he was a little surprised: "Do you know me?"

"I've heard a little bit...after all, you are also the mother of Knight Mordred."

Aiwass said with a smile.

"That child..."

Hearing this, the corners of Morgan's mouth raised slightly, and he chuckled with some nostalgia.

When she looked at Aiwass again, her eyes suddenly became much friendlier.

"Someone asked me to find you...guess who it is?"

"Lancelot...I?"

"How smart. I like you more and more now."

Morgan said with a smile: "He told me he was a handsome priest. I was still thinking... It's not easy to find. But I didn't expect it. Almost everyone on the Glass Island knows you... I haven't been back for a few years. Look, I didn’t expect Avalon to produce such an outstanding young man.

"Lancelot asked me to give you a gift... What do you think of me?"

"...I have a girlfriend."

Aiwass took a half step back and said with some vigilance.

As a phantom of the path of love and an apostle of the Shadow Sky Division, he would not be surprised by any of Morgan's actions.

Sure enough, she smiled even more happily when she heard this: "Wouldn't that be more exciting?"

Seeing Aiwass's more vigilant expression, she waved her hand: "It's so cute... Oh, I'm just kidding. Don't be so afraid, I can be considered half of your ancestor."

I don't think so. Aiwass thought.

For the phantoms on the path of love, those trivial ethical relationships may actually be called delicious condiments.

"Don't be afraid. I'm not here on my own behalf this time. I have to report to Lancelot when I get back."

Morgan said with a smile, raised his staff and shook it at Aiwass: "Okay, here is my gift... I hope you like it.

"Then see you later, handsome young priest. Oh, by the way, I have a message for you - Lancelot said that he likes you very much and hopes to meet again in the future."

……Um?

Aiwass was stunned for a moment.

What did you give?

He did not exude the radiance of the path, and he did not feel the feeling of being eroded or changed by power.

There wasn’t even any prompt from the system… Did you really give it? Are you trying to fool me?

"You'll find out soon enough."

Morgan smiled, put a finger in front of his lips, and gave a meaningful smile: "It won't take long."

But in the brief moment when Aiwass was confused, Morgan simply retreated into the lake and melted away like snow.