Arcanum: Chaos Path

Chapter 122 Is the Dark Angel your mother?
Medici suddenly looked up at him, his expression more serious than ever before.

"But Adam is indeed a bastard. I support you in killing him." Rowling added slowly. He looked at Medici fearlessly, his emerald green eyes filled with undisguised expectation and a desire to watch the fun.

Luo Lin continued, "Of course, if you really don't want to follow the True Creator anymore, I believe the teacher would welcome you to switch to this position."

Although Rowling seemed to be thinking about Medici wholeheartedly, the reason he suddenly revealed the truth was mainly for fun.

After all, he was amused by someone today, so he had to be amused back!
As for if Medici really rebelled against the real Creator for this - that had nothing to do with Rowling. He and the real Creator were just allies. If Medici wasn't stupid, he wouldn't have fallen out with him after falling out with the Creator's camp.

Medici stared at him, speechless at Rowling's apparent willingness to "watch the fun and enjoy the excitement." After a long pause, he scoffed and said bluntly, "Although it's already dark, it's still too early for you to go to bed."

The implication is "I've actually started daydreaming."

Luo Lin immediately showed a disappointed expression. He even sighed and said seriously, "It's okay. I'll ask next time."

"Tsk!"

Medici took out a cigarette and bit it fiercely. After smoking most of it, he suddenly said, "I want to see Saslier."

Rowling looked up at Medici. Through the white smoke, he could see the obscure expression on that handsome face, which made Rowling raise his eyebrows.

Medici took his last puff under his gaze, then pressed the butt into the ashtray on the coffee table and spoke again:

"I know Lucifer can do it. In exchange, I can work for him for another year."

"...I will contact the teacher for you, but you don't need to work. The teacher won't mind helping his friends in this regard." Luo Lin nodded and shook his head and said.

He didn't mind doing this favor. After all, Rowling was actually very curious about what the legendary dark angel Sasriel was like, and it was a good opportunity to meet him.

"...Thank you." Medici closed his eyes and fell on the sofa, saying at the same time.

Rowling immediately looked at him as if he were a rare creature, but he didn't say anything else. He simply gestured to the puzzled Klein beside him, saying he'd talk later. Then, he looked around and said seriously, "By the way, should we deal with this body?"

Klein was stunned for a moment before he remembered that there was still a body in the living room that had not been dealt with.

There was no way around it. Everything that happened tonight was too exciting, from "reforms triggered by an assassination" to "the naive overturn, the core of which turned out to be white-cut black", to "the mystery of the resurrection of the creator of Silver City", and finally to Mr. Red. Although Klein didn't know what happened, it was obviously no small matter.

After being bombarded with this series of information, Klein's brain was almost overloaded, and he had no time to think about dealing with the corpse.

"I'll do it." Medici's voice sounded again. He glanced at Rowling and said, "I will take care of it and solve the troubles that follow, just like you said."

This naturally meant not only the handling of the remains, but also Medici's attitude - no matter how he dealt with his relationship with the Creator's camp, he would not give up on the reform and would continue to carry out it according to Rowling's previous ideas.

This is not surprising. After all, the reform is not only in the interests of the Creator camp, but also in the interests of Medici himself. It is also what Rollins, Medici's current boss, wants. It is neither reasonable nor emotional for Medici to give up participation.

This also shows that, despite being torn between the two, Medici isn't too repulsive towards either the True Creator or the Ancient Sun God, and hasn't reached a point of hostility. "That's not surprising. After all, unlike the original, the True Creator wasn't devoured by Adam this time..." Rowling muttered to himself, then smiled at Medici and said, "I believe you can handle it."

After Medici controlled the corpse and walked away, Rowling quickly explained to Klein what had happened. Of course, he didn't go into detail, but simply said:

"It's like this. Didn't I just tell you that Xiaohong was cooked in a hot pot by Tudor? The reason Xiaohong fell that time was because she was backstabbed by Adam. Adam is the other part of the Silver City Creator that split apart."

Klein suddenly realized what had happened. He couldn't help but frown and said, "Mr. Hong is really miserable."

Being backstabbed by the one you so loyally follow is only half the story.

Klein immediately understood why Medici had behaved the way he had just done. If he were in this situation, he would probably be confused as well.

"Okay, don't think about it. This is Xiaohong and the others' business. We outsiders can't interfere. Let's think about something happy." Luo Lin waved his hand, pinched his chin and thought for a few seconds, then suddenly said:
"Do you think Meursault is the strongest hunter?"

"Huh?" The absurdity and jumpiness of the topic clearly caused Klein's brain to pause for a few seconds.

Rollin analyzed seriously, "Look, hunters are a path to war. Even the ritual of becoming a god is related to war. And Meursault, as a Sequence 9 Hunter, single-handedly became the fuse for reform around the world. How can that not be considered powerful?"

Klein: ...

This sophistry left Klein silent for a few seconds. He then said seriously, "Jack, why don't you go get some sleep? I see you're quite sleepy."

This is starting to become nonsense.

Luo Lin immediately looked at him with regret, feeling sad that he had made a joke but no one responded.

But... Rowling yawned and felt that he really needed to continue sleeping.

……

"So you really think of Sasriel as your mother?"

The next day, in the suburbs of Backlund.

Luo Lin, who switched to the Lucifer vest, suddenly asked.

"Puff—cough cough!" Medici, who was smoking next to him, choked when he heard what he said. He coughed for a long time before saying, "What are you talking about?"

"Isn't it?" Luo Lin looked at him as if it was a matter of course. "When people are in pain, they instinctively call for their mother. As far as I know, you were raised by Sasriel. After you found out you were backstabbed, you asked to see Sasriel. Doesn't this prove that you regard Sasriel as your mother?"

Hearing what Rowling said, Medici almost instinctively wanted to curse, but he froze before swearing. It was not that he really agreed with the other party's weird logic, but that he remembered some past events.

(End of this chapter)