Pastor's Tantra

Chapter 510 The Agreement on February 16th

Aiwass always found Morgan's smile disturbing.

But intuitively speaking, he did not feel any malice... and in the game, Morgan is considered a friendly NPC. Not only has she never entered the game, she has even been a teammate in the copy of Strategy Guide to Shadow Tiansi.

This alone gave Aiwass a relatively basic level of trust in her.

Moreover, Morgan's character is obviously much more normal than that of Vivian, the Lake Fairy who is also on the path of love - at least Morgan will not be ruthless enough to kill the people he loves.

Vivian has a strong obsession as a seeker. Every time her love is wholehearted, but at the same time it has a strong purpose. After she falls in love with someone, she will kill or remove them again in order to get rid of her distracting thoughts. So that you can love the next person wholeheartedly.

But Morgan's obsession and desire on the path of love are not as strong as Vivian's. She also has the adaptability of other paths, and the path of love is just the happiest and most suitable path for her.

She prefers the carefree lifestyle to upgrading.

Therefore, she always shows mercy, but never stays in the same place for too long...which is completely opposite to Vivian's seriousness of letting herself love wholeheartedly - as long as she likes the other person, she will be enthusiastic even if it is just the first meeting. Pursue the other person and try to be a devoted lover with the other person for a few nights; but before you really fall in love with the other person, you will leave decisively and cut off all contact methods.

It’s called fishing and running.

Even the Silver Crowned Dragon ran the same way.

So unlike Vivian, Morgan is very famous in the material world. Whether it is Vivian, Circe, Isis or Medea, they are all very dangerous apostles...On a physical level, Morgan is the only fairy that is harmless to the human body.

Morgan simply enjoys that "short and unforgettable love." It would be best to have a situation where the two of them never see each other again after one night - maybe they meet by chance in another place decades later, and they can do it again casually. But she will never live an easy and peaceful life with others.

However, after being briefly loved by such a gentle, beautiful and mature perfect goddess, it is basically difficult to fall in love with a mortal in the material world. Many people will even go crazy trying to find Morgan... Legend has it that if you accept Morgan's advances, your heart will be stolen. Later, this evil rumor spread and became a witch's bad reputation, spreading from "Morgan" to all witches.

But in a sense, this notoriety is not so outrageous.

——Because the "love elixir" that Aiwass seized before was the magic potion invented by Morgan.

That's the magic potion that can make people truly fall in love with another person - when Morgan doesn't get what she wants, she will decisively take the potion and never waste her feelings and time.

And the "gift" given by her with evil intentions...

Aiwass's expression was a little complicated.

He shook his head, and when he returned to the Queen's study, he saw Sherlock back to his youthful state.

"Yo, here we come."

Aiwass stood at the door, waving to Sherlock with a smile and said, "Long time no see, Detective. It's great that you're not dead."

"——Pfft."

Isabel couldn't help laughing immediately.

Seeing Aiwass's somewhat confused look, her silver bell-like laughter became louder and louder. The whole person was laughing so hard that he couldn't stop laughing.

Sherlock covered his forehead, looking helpless and speechless.

——This is why I didn’t recognize it at first!

It can only be said that Isabel has indeed grasped the essence of Aiwass...

Aiwass walked over and stretched out his hands from behind to hug Isabel's face with some dissatisfaction. He pinched her soft cheeks as she whimpered, and pulled out a smile: "What are you laughing at?"

"Your Majesty was imitating you just now. I didn't recognize him at first."

Sherlock briefly summarized: "Because she said these two words when we met."

Aiwass snorted twice, rubbed Isabel's face vigorously, and then retreated behind Sherlock who was sitting on the chair. He pressed his shoulders with his elbows and put the weight of his upper body on him: "Lulu, you are really getting better and better." More cheerful."

"Don't you like it?" Isabel asked.

"Of course I do."

Aiwass replied seriously: "You still look good when you smile."

Some people like to see girls cry, but he prefers to see them laugh.

Isabel smiled and stretched out her two index fingers to put a shallow smile on her face: "Then I will smile more."

Sherlock pushed Aiwass's elbow expressionlessly, indicating that it was a bit heavy.

Aiwass switched sides and pressed his other shoulder with his forearm.

This will make the shoulder pain more symmetrical.

"What's the ranking?"

Aiwass lowered his head and asked Sherlock.

There was no beginning or end, but Sherlock understood what Aiwass meant.

He smiled reservedly and said calmly and melodiously: "That is naturally the first...golden characteristic."

"Not bad, as expected of you."

Aiwass praised: "Fortunately we are not in the same venue, otherwise it would be difficult for you to get first place."

"Tsk..."

This broken fox.

Sherlock smacked his lips, but did not refute Aiwass's words.

"Hey, I only took purple."

Isabel complained: "But fortunately, it is the most critical [Cunning Spell]."

"[Cunning Spell] is more practical for you than many golden ones. This is not a loss."

Aiwass comforted: "In terms of expected value, the cunning spell can increase the effect of the spell by nearly half. It is difficult for most golden characteristics to achieve this improvement rate.

"Compared to that, what specialization did you choose?"

There is only one advanced profession for "all-rounders", and that is "artist". It is also the first and most core profession on the path to beauty.

The extraordinary professions of other paths are basically detailed from the very beginning. But the path of beauty is different... The path of beauty's initial career is "artist", but considering that personal energy has limits, inspiration is even more limited. That's why it was divided into other professions.

Each time an artist advances, he can specialize in another field "adjacent to the field he has mastered."

"I chose 'actor'."

Isabel replied simply: "Now when I imitate others, I can even imitate the power of the path. For example..."

As she spoke, she transformed into Aiwass' appearance.

"Aiwass" showed a cunning smile and slowly raised his legs: "If a fifth-level cardinal looks at me now, he will only think that I have a fourth-level devotional path. If it changes further. If I'm strong, I can imitate your extraordinary abilities."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand. A flame ignited on the tip of the middle finger of his right hand.

But Aiwass knew that Isabel did not have a fire-attributed mana pool.

Therefore this flame is also an illusion.

Aiwass walked over and patted "Aiwass" on the forehead. There was only a crisp sound, and "Aiwass" cried out in pain and hugged her head, but she did not change back to Isabel.

He was a little surprised: "If I'm attacked now, won't the illusion be shattered?"

"Strong illusion! My newly discovered ability, as long as I can hold on, the illusion can continue to be maintained."

Isabel changed back and said with some dissatisfaction: "However, the pain will still hurt..."

It turns out that "Strong Illusion" can still have this effect...

Only then did Aiwass truly realize that these entries were not exactly consistent with the versions in the game. "Path characteristics" itself has the potential to be further explored, and it is not just as much as it appears in words.

"For my last field, I plan to choose 'screenwriter' or 'singer.' Both of these are fields adjacent to 'actor,'" Isabel asked seriously, "Do you have any opinions?"

"random."

Aiwass smiled: "You can choose whatever you want."

"I'm asking you seriously!"

"I am also answering seriously."

Aiwass suppressed his smile and said extremely seriously: "Now I can also tell you——

"Maybe a few months faster, and up to a year slower. The energy level limit of this world will be increased.

"At that time, the upper limit of the world will no longer be the sixth level of the Eternal Pope, but the seventh level. The original fifth level will gradually advance to the sixth level, and the sixth level of the Eternal Pope will Will reach the seventh energy level.

"Soon, there will be changes in the Theocracy. Then everyone's upgrade speed will increase rapidly, and then there will be an eighth level or even a ninth level..."

"……really."

Sherlock murmured quietly.

When he took up the post of Mithraic Worshiper, he felt that Aiwass had not finished what he said. The sixth level is far from the end of the Mithraic worshiper's promotion route... When he reaches the sixth level, he is only a middle-aged man. There is still a long way to go before becoming an old man or even rejuvenating.

Sure enough, Aiwass knew this knowledge from the beginning.

But these things should not be known to anyone. Aiwass is not a prophet, and even a prophet cannot see that far into the future - and the future that a prophet sees will be disturbed and cannot be seen clearly if there is a high-ranking being involved in it.

Aiwass knew so clearly, it was like...

...He had been through the same thing.

Hearing this, Sherlock suddenly thought of the "Tiansi of Reincarnation" that Isabel said before.

He assumed boldly.

——Is it possible that Aiwass was reborn from another world line in the future?

That's why he somehow knows so many secrets, and why his actions are so urgent and effective. That's why he couldn't feel any joy when he reached the fourth level, and he didn't feel any complacency or pride when he became a minister regardless of the ministry. Although he has already reached the top of the world at a young age, it seems as if something else is chasing him...

Sherlock raised his head and looked at Aiwass' chin, throat, and pursed lips.

Aiwass's strange, unknown pressure...did it come from here?

The future...what exactly happened?

That fever-like curiosity lingered in Sherlock's heart.

After leaving the Palace of Silver and Tin, he locked himself in the study, reviewed a large amount of information, and sorted out Aiwass' various behaviors, and began to scrutinize the logic of his behavior. Trying to reason out what is going to happen in the future.

——Although you might be able to find out if you ask directly... No, you can definitely ask. Since Aiwass has already talked about this, there is no need to hide the rest.

But Sherlock didn't care.

Anyway, Aiwass can guess it himself without telling him.

Rather than solving the case, "decryption of the future" made him feel a magical and irrepressible charm. It would be too boring to ask for the answer directly.

After Sherlock left, Aiwass sat directly on Isabel's seat. Let her sit on his lap.

The two whispered, and Isabel told Aiwass exactly what she had heard. And Aiwass also told Isabel everything he had experienced here.

Not just what you hear and do.

She even said what she had been thinking before - telling how she had gained insight and how he had believed it.

But they both made a tacit agreement not to mention the previous agreement...the agreement about the night of February 16th.

——Because I didn’t wait until night at all.

Just coming out of the promotion ceremony, the excitement of the spirit, as well as the recognition, trust and emotion generated by the "tacit understanding" seemed to be magical, turning into a strong adhesive. The two kept whispering their trust in each other, and their embrace became tighter and tighter. From facing away to sitting astride; from initial snuggling to hugging and then to deep kissing.

When their lips separated, Isabel's cheeks turned red due to the brief suffocation.

She is still easily shy. His body was red all the way to his neck and collarbone.

"I have a gift for you tonight."

Aiwass' voice, which became hoarse and low, sounded in Isabel's ears: "That is the wine brewed by my soul..."

He said, lowering his head and kissing Isabel softly again.

"So, until then..."

Aiwass asked in a low voice.

Isabel did not respond, but hugged Aiwass tightly. He gently rubbed Aiwass's neck with his neck and earlobes.

Then Aiwass understood.

He picked up Isabel, and under the looks of surprise, surprise and "I knew it" from the maids and the Queen's guards, he carried the feverish Isabel back to Her Majesty's bedroom.

When Aiwass put her on her bed, Isabel seemed to wake up.

"Wait a minute, we agreed it would be at night..."

She covered her face shyly, then hugged the pillow tightly, covering her face, and said in a muffled voice: "It's still daytime..."

"Because I want to see more of you."

Aiwass said, moved his knees and knelt in front of the Queen: "My noble Queen..."

He stepped forward and firmly but gently removed the pillow covering Isabel's face.

As an artist with the fourth level of "actor", Isabel's body is no longer as weak as it used to be. But her resistance was so weak, as if she was drunk, and her fingers became weak because of it.

"Sir Moriarty...you..."

Isabel's soft voice was like a dream whisper: "We haven't had lunch yet... I also prepared good wine..."

The midday sun shone on Isabel, making her look like she was glowing.

Aiwass took off his coat and put it aside. Then he slowly unbuttoned Isabel's clothes bit by bit.

He said calmly and gently: "You can save it until tonight and drink together.

"——We can also play until the evening."