Arcanum: Chaos Path

Chapter 203: Rowling and Will (Happy New Year!)
"I think so!" Little Amon nodded immediately.

"Then come with me..." Medici waved to little Amon.

Little Amon immediately jumped off the sofa excitedly and followed Medici into the kitchen.

So that evening—

When Rowling and Klein finished cleaning the house and sat down at the table at dinner time, they found that today's dinner seemed slightly different from usual.

"Are some of the dishes today a little darker in color?" Luo Lin pinched his chin and looked at the dishes on the table, raising his doubts.

"I tried something new today." Medici replied, sitting in a chair with his arms folded across his chest.

"I always feel like there's a conspiracy." Luo Lin blinked and didn't pick up his chopsticks immediately.

Klein, who was standing next to him, didn't think too much about it. He picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth. He paused and then chewed it as if nothing had happened. After a few seconds, Klein turned his head to look at Rowling and said, "I don't think there's any problem."

"...Do I look easy to fool?" Luo Lin looked at him speechlessly. He was sure that there was definitely something wrong with today's meal, so he picked up the coffee and took a sip.

The next second—"Puff!"

"No, who added salt to my coffee, and it was a lethal dose?" Luo Lin put down the coffee, took out a tissue and wiped his mouth, only to feel bitter and astringent in his mouth.

"I made it." Little Amon raised his hand proudly at this time and said, "Xiaohong's mother said that coffee tastes better with salt. Brother Jack, don't you like it?"

Luo Lin: ...

Luo Lin looked at Little Amon, then at Medici, and finally asked sincerely, "So what's the problem with the food?"

"I put a lot of sugar in it," Little Amon said proudly. "The sugar is delicious, I love it! Brother Klein likes sweet drinks, he loves it!"

Klein: ...

The two victims exchanged glances, and Klein suddenly asked, "I remember Amon turned himself into a child in order to give birth to humanity?"

Luo Lin nodded.

Klein then raised a soul-searching question: "If this continues, will 'He' really not grow crooked?"

Luo Lin showed a thoughtful expression. After a few seconds, he spread his hands and said, "It doesn't matter. He was crooked to begin with. It's not our fault if he can't straighten it."

Klein: ...

This makes sense.

"What's wrong?" Azik, who came to dinner a little late because he had some things to deal with, walked down from the second floor and looked at the silent dining table, and couldn't help but speak in confusion.

Klein and Rowling exchanged a glance. Just as Klein was about to warn him, Rowling quickly covered his mouth. Klein said, "Nothing. We were just discussing little Amon's education."

Azik didn't look surprised when he heard this. His gaze fell on little Amon. Thinking of Medici's deception of the other party, he couldn't help but shook his head and said, "I've always felt that this was inappropriate. If you want to raise a normal child, proper guidance is indispensable... Huh?"

Azik's voice abruptly stopped as he tasted the pea soup closest to him. The sweetness that instantly filled his lungs made Azik's brow furrow. "I'm sorry, Mr. Azik, for not reminding you that tonight's food and tea have been processed by Little Amon," Klein, finally free, said hurriedly, feeling a little embarrassed and guilty.

In fact, he might have been able to break free just now, but for a moment, Klein was curious about Mr. Azik's reaction when he ate the food, so he hesitated for a second and it was too late.

"...It doesn't matter." Azik shook his head helplessly, his gaze falling on little Amon again.

Even if the latter was ignorant, he should have realized that something was wrong at this time. He looked a little uneasy, but besides that uneasiness, he also felt a kind of excitement as if the prank had been successful.

This made Azik sigh, raised his hand and rubbed little Amon's head, and said in a gentle voice: "It's okay, little Amon, it's not your fault. Just promise your uncle that you won't do this again next time, okay?"

"...Okay." Little Amon nodded a little awkwardly.

"Good boy." Azik smiled gently, then looked at the others and said, "Perhaps we can slightly change our educational policy for little Amon in the future. I don't think anyone would want us to raise a being worse than the Angel of Time, right?"

……

"Azik is still reliable! Although Xiaohong is very suitable to be a nanny, he is really not very good at educating children." While a new round of discussions on the educational policy for little Amon was taking place in Jack's villa, Rowling, wearing a Lucifer vest, sighed in his heart while knocking on the door of a certain Dr. Allen's house.

"Sir, what can I do for you?" Dr. Allen looked at the stranger at the door in confusion.

"Hello, I'm looking for Will." Rowling said with a smile.

Allen's expression suddenly became confused, and he asked, "What Will? There is no Will here, who are you?"

In Allen's current cognition, he has not yet connected the recent misfortune with Will, so he did not think of a certain patient for a while.

"Then I guess I got the address wrong. Sorry to bother you, sir." Rowling was not surprised by this, and he didn't really expect to be able to ask Will's whereabouts directly.

The reason why Rowling appeared here and asked so directly was mainly to convey a message to Will, who was now unknown where he was - I'm looking for you, if you are willing, you can come out and see me.

Rowling was not afraid that Will would not receive this information. After all, Allen had already established a certain connection with Will. It would be strange if the Mercury Snake did not notice something that concerned itself.

"It's okay." Hearing Luo Lin's words, Dr. Allen didn't care. He shook his head and asked enthusiastically, "Are you looking for this person urgently? Do you need my help? I'm quite familiar with this area."

"Thank you, sir, but that's not necessary." Luo Lin declined with a smile and then chose to say goodbye.

He then found a nearby coffee shop and asked for a private room to sit down. He was stunned when he saw a report about the upcoming "Roselle Memorial Exhibition" in the newspaper provided to guests in the room.

"I almost forgot about Roselle..." Luo Lin's expression was subtle for a few seconds, a rare embarrassment, and then turned into full interest: "Then why not arrange a meeting between Him and Bernadette during this Roselle Memorial Exhibition? Let me think, how about giving Huang Beibei a surprise of [rising from the coffin]?"

Rowling was thinking about how to make the reunion of Russell and his daughter more memorable, when he suddenly realized something and tilted his head.

Opposite him, a boy of about seven or eight years old was sitting there, eating the ice cream that Rowling had ordered without hesitation, and commenting as he ate:

"I don't really like the ice cream here. It's a bit too sweet."

　Happy New Year to everyone, and I'm taking a day off tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)