Shepherd Tantra

Chapter 1072: The Son of Mithra Who Reverses Time
When Aiwass was talking about Isabel just now, Sherlock didn't dare to interrupt at all; when it came to the way of controlling the fragments of Tiansi, he was even more afraid to speak -

How could he be qualified to distribute spoils of this level? To personally decide the birth of a new god?

And now, Sherlock finally dared to say a few words. This made Sherlock feel a little lonely... The few friends he recognized had now reached a level that he could hardly touch.

The main reason was that not long ago in the dream world, he learned that Hermes' ancestor and Hypatia were once close friends in a team.

This makes Sherlock's attitude towards Ms. Haibasha somewhat subtle.

——What kind of relationship do they have?
Stepmother? Great-grandmother? Or aunt?
This made Sherlock even more curious about the truth of the "Hermes Family".

"Should I go there..."

Aleister glanced at the sky - as the Earl's Mansion was "imagined" into nothingness, the environment they were in now had become open air.

She calculated and answered, "No problem, I can probably deliver it by noon. But is there enough time? What do you want to do? A ring?"

"Well, I was thinking of the ring as well."

Aiwass nodded. "Or a necklace would be fine - but I don't know much about this either, so you should discuss it with Haibasha. It would be best if it can be carried around. With her ability to make props... it's just a matter of changing the form of the Tiansi fragment or changing the carrier. It doesn't need to add any special features, so it should be done within a day.

"This is her advance payment for my resurrecting her daughter. I can't really ask her daughter to be a pet around me, right? I don't plan to adopt a daughter.

"Of course, if she doesn't make it in time, I'll give her the gift I prepared in advance. You don't have to feel too stressed."

"…If you don't understand, how can I understand?"

Aleister said helplessly: "I say, you don't expect me to understand things that only girls understand, right? I don't know what Isabel would like.

"You at least know Isabel's size. I can't hang out with an unmarried woman all day and all night before marriage, even if she is my ring designer. And she should be happy as long as I choose it myself. And your taste is the same as mine. Only you can do this. No one else can... not even other big beasts."

Aiwass comforted: "Okay, please, the other me."

"...Since you've called me that, what else can I do?"

Aleister sighed and stretched. Her flexible waist made her almost bend over. She bent her waist and stood up straight, and shook her head, letting her messy black hair, which was as smooth as silk, automatically tidy up.

"Master, I will be back soon--"

Aleister pinched his throat and let out a strange cry, then his whole body turned into a streak of blood and rushed into the sky.

After Aleister left, Sherlock finally spoke slowly, "I feel like two Aiwasses are talking to themselves."

"That's pretty much it, actually."

Aiwass smiled and said, "What do you think?"

"Not bad," Sherlock nodded in praise, "At least when talking to Miss Aleister, there are not so many taboos. When I chat with other ladies recently, I am always worried about whether I will offend them... just like I often said the wrong things and offended Miss Haina before."

He used to speak without scruples, regarding the truth as everything. As a result, he completely ignored other people's thoughts and did not care how his words might hurt or anger others. This also caused him to often cause disputes even though he was telling the truth.

Now, Sherlock has gradually understood... The truth is important, but it is equally important to make others understand and accept the truth.

"It seems like you are on the verge of becoming a Mithraic Messenger."

Aiwass looked at Sherlock with some anticipation.

Sherlock's unique career system is different from other careers in the Path of Wisdom - other careers in the Path of Wisdom are basically dedicated to the pursuit of "truth". In the torment of the soul overcoming the body, they pursue knowledge and truth, and finally completely transcend the bondage of the flesh to the soul.

The Mithraic system is different.

The power condensed by "the memory of one", "the promise of three" and "the words of five" now seems to have even vaguely touched the essence of the Tao - to integrate the power of the source river back again.

"As a 'new initiate' who has never officially received the name of Mithra, entering the realm of 'Mithra Worshiper' only requires a test of your wisdom. That is why it was so easy for you to reach the fourth level."

Aiwass said: "But if you want to move forward, you must have a dedicated heart. Only in this way can you reach the fifth energy level and become a Mithraic Messenger, becoming a mature and stable man of thirty years old, with the power of the sun."

"…I remember you said something similar."

Sherlock paused, recalling what Aiwass had only said once: "Then it's... the path of authority?"

"Yes, the sixth energy level is the father of Mithras, a middle-aged man in his forties. As a hypothetical sun god, you should have the power of kingship - it originally tests the heart of strength, just like the sun at noon is the hottest and the sun in midsummer is the most venomous. You need to have the arrogance and capacity of being the father of the sun, and think that you are the greatest existence in the world."

"That……"

Sherlock paused and suddenly asked, "What about the seventh level?"

Upon hearing this, Aiwass looked at Sherlock with interest: "Have you realized it?"

"Since the sixth energy level is not the limit, it means that the seventh energy level and even the eighth energy level also exist - you have said something similar a long time ago."

Sherlock said softly.

"But you finally understood it only now." Aiwass nodded and said directly: "The seventh energy level tests the heart of dusk. You must be able to understand that no matter how blazing the sun is, it will eventually set. And when you reach this energy level, you will become an old man who is about to die - from the arrogant title of 'Father of Mithra' to 'Shadow of Mithra'."

"Dusk... is that the limit, right?"

Sherlock looked at Aiwass: "Or..."

"Of course, there is more to come. At the eighth level, you need to master the power of beauty and transcendence through the principle of balance - by transcending the limitations of time, you can rejuvenate yourself and return to your youth. Just like the setting sun will eventually rise again... If you can pass this trial, you can become the 'Son of Mithra' and fully master the power of Mithra."

Aiwass paused for a moment and said, "But if you fail to transcend time, you will die of old age."

When he said this just now, he was vaguely touched for a moment.

It was like I had sensed something key, but the inspiration was fleeting.

"It turned out to be the father first and the son later... I see, is this the power of reincarnation?"

Sherlock paused and looked at Aiwass.

He had previously suspected whether Aiwass had mastered the power of reincarnation and returned from the future to the present.

But since Aiwass didn't say it, he didn't want to speculate about his friend's secret. He now regarded it as a kind of peeping - but also a kind of self-confidence. He was confident that as long as he thought about it, he would be able to get the truth. Therefore, his thinking itself might be unfriendly, a willful act of invading and destroying other people's privacy.

But... the eighth energy level...

Sherlock originally thought that his fourth energy level had reached its limit.

Is it still far away?

After a slight period of loneliness, he actually became a little more competitive - if that's the case, then I can't be too much of a drag.

Perhaps it was just what Aiwass said... because he now knew how to care for others and think about others, the path to promotion that had always blocked him had become smooth. Sherlock now felt that he had reached his limit and only needed to wait for the next promotion ceremony to try to advance to the fifth level.

"Are we going back to Avalon now?"

Sherlock asked Aiwass, "Or... go back to the Vendôme family and rest for a while?"

"You'd better go back with us."

Yasen said quickly, "We can send a boat over here. It won't delay the wedding."

He didn't dare to think about how his father would glare at him if he went out with the distinguished guest Aiwass and ended up walking back alone...

"Don't leave either," Aiwass grabbed Yassen without hesitation, "You should come with us."

In his heart, Aiwas wanted Anne to go back with him.

But he felt a little awkward... If he asked for this, Aiwass would feel very strange, as if he had a "theoretical mother" for no apparent reason; but if he didn't ask, the Duke of Vendome might ask Anne to stay and not cause trouble for Aiwass. It would be better to capture Arsene as well, so that almost all the members of the Vendome family would have to come.

"That's great. I can also ask the Vendôme family to issue a notice for me—"

Aiwass thought for a moment and said, "Just say that I was the one who destroyed the Moon Children family. Just say my name... If you don't dare, you can also say Aleister's name."

It's almost the same anyway.

Now in the public opinion of the extraordinary world, Aleister is almost becoming Aiwass's mistress...

“Tell others about the Empty Box and the Mad King’s Skull. Now that the Mad King’s Skull no longer exists and has lost its ability to interfere with the stars, a little divination will reveal the truth. There is no need to hide it.

"The key is to let people know... the reason why Iris has had so many rebellions is because of the culprit, the Count of Orleans. As long as people think that they are not the main culprit, they will frantically push the responsibility to others. In this way, it will be basically impossible for Iris to revolt again. Anyone who dares to jump out at this time is equivalent to saying that he is in cahoots with the Count of Orleans - no one is willing to come out at this time to absorb the firepower for the Count of Orleans."

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wu Tiansi and her fog monsters will take action and prepare to transform the Moon Children into fog monsters in batches.

At this point, these Moon Sons who firmly believed in the Blood Sky Division had no other options. They had lost the advantage of extraordinary power, the advantage of social accumulation, and even the advantage of time, race, and money...

They only have one way to turn the situation around.

——That is to let the Blood Sky Master come in person through the Tail Ring Ceremony.

But Xue Tiansi will not tolerate them.

Although the Moon Children cannot enter the Dream World after death, as phantom demons in the material world, they can actually enter the Dream World in the flesh. But after so much time, has the Blood Sky Division ever led even one Moon Child to ascend?

These children of the moon had no choice from the very beginning.

Because Aiwass only left them this last way.

That is destruction.

(End of this chapter)