Arcanum: Chaos Path

Chapter 37 Give the Red Angel a Surprise

Luo Lin was not surprised at this. As he walked in, he looked at this building where three angels of war were buried and a blood emperor was born.

Just as described in the original book, this is a building with a very obvious Fourth Age style, reflecting a messy, irregular, and asymmetrical beauty everywhere. It is mainly black, and there are patterns and marks on the walls that seem to be hewn out.

"To be honest, anyone with obsessive-compulsive disorder would probably be driven to death by the aesthetics of the Black Emperor's Path. Well, it's reasonable to suspect that Trensest couldn't stand this aesthetic, so he joined forces with Tudor to rebel against Solomon. Otherwise, how could he jump to the Judge's Path?" Rowling made a classic Fourth Age joke and continued walking inside, soon arriving at the place where the six statues of the gods were placed.

Rowling's eyes swept over the statues one by one, memorizing the faces of the gods so that he would be able to match them up when dealing with them in the future. Then he raised his foot again and walked deeper.

Soon, Rowling arrived in front of the last room. As a temporary ferryman, he could clearly feel what was behind the door. It was a powerful evil spirit.

"But in terms of strength alone, he probably can't beat me now..." Luo Lin made a preliminary judgment in his heart, and entered the last room without any hesitation.

"Little guy from the Spiritual Cult?"

A voice that was arrogant yet slightly provocative, casual yet alert sounded in the empty room. Luo Lin looked in the direction of the voice and saw a figure sitting on a high-back chair.

The other person was wearing blood-stained black armor, his long red hair was as flamboyant as flames, his face was young and handsome, but there was a mark of decay on each side of his face, and his blood-red eyes, the same color as his hair, looked at him casually.

I have to say, if Rowling didn't know how miserable Medici was, the other party's appearance at this moment would still be very intimidating.

"I seem to sense a familiar breath, a bit like Salinger?" The rotten part on the left side of Medici's face suddenly cracked open and he spoke.

"Idiot, Salinger died a long time ago. This must be Salinger's descendant." As if in a mirror image, the rotten area on the right side of Medici's face also cracked open, and he spoke.

"Who are you calling stupid? That's exactly what I meant."

"Whoever says that is stupid!"

The two voices started arguing with each other, causing Medici's carefully crafted aura to collapse instantly, and he turned from his pretentious script to the crosstalk theater next door.

Medici's face turned black, and he couldn't help but curse in a low voice: "Shut up!"

However, how could Soran and Einhorn listen to him? They started to mock Medici, which was unbearable for Medici. He responded with sarcasm, and the three of them soon started quarreling.

Luo Lin watched the crosstalk theater unfolding before his eyes with great interest. After they stopped arguing, he sincerely suggested, "Mr. Soren Einhorn Medici, have you ever thought about making your debut?"

"Ah?" Even Medici was stunned when he heard what Rowling said.

Luo Lin suggested sincerely, "You guys really have a talent for crosstalk. Believe me, with your looks and this talent, you'll definitely be a big hit as comedians after your debut." Although he didn't understand crosstalk, Medici clearly understood Luo Lin's meaning this time. He also saw that Luo Lin's words were not sarcastic at all, but came from the heart. This made the Red Angel silent for a few seconds. After a few seconds, he said, "You really have a talent for sarcasm. Are you interested in becoming a hunter?"

"And then be cooked and eaten in hot pot like you guys?" Luo Lin Zhencheng asked in reply. After a pause, he seemed to have thought of something and added, "Oh, yes, hot pot is a kind of food that is mostly red in color. There are also three-flavor hot pots."

Soren Einhorn Medici: ...

"I kind of like you, little guy. You really have a talent for being a hunter." Medici almost squeezed out these words from between his teeth, and then he saw the young man in front of him showing an embarrassed expression.

"Thank you." Luo Lin gave a slightly embarrassed smile. He then slowly took out a crystal monocle and put it on his left eye. "I like myself, too."

Medici's expression froze, and his eyes suddenly became sharp. If Medici's attitude just now was still alert yet casual, seemingly broken in defense but not necessarily with much inner fluctuation, after seeing Rowling's actions, the War Angel became really serious.

But then Medici seemed to realize something, and he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, his tense body relaxing. He leaned back, his bloodshot eyes staring directly into Luo Lin's, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he said, "It seems you've dealt with the little crow before."

"Strictly speaking, I just let Amon feel the long-lost fatherly love." Rowling corrected Medici's statement, took out an iron box from his pocket, opened it and showed Medici the Time Worm in the box.

Luo Lin smiled and said, "As a thank you, He gave me these Time Worms."

Medici naturally wouldn't believe Rowling's nonsense, but as the one who raised Amon, Medici could tell that the Time Worm Rowling showed him really did belong to Amon. And in this world, there was no one who could be called Amon's father and who could deal with him...

Medici narrowed his eyes, looked at Luo Lin, and said, "Did the Lord ask you to come here?"

The Lord here naturally refers to the true Creator.

"The True Creator probably doesn't know you're here." Luo Lin shook his head and smiled at Medici. "Mr. Medici, I came to see you just to complete a deal between me and the True Creator. Telling the True Creator about your existence is just a gift."

"Gift?" A dangerous light flashed in Medici's blood-red eyes. The malice of the evil spirit was revealed at this moment, making the air around them suddenly cold.

"Yes, gifts." Luo Lin smiled calmly and said, "I'm a conscientious businessman, so when I complete a transaction with a customer, I like to add some gifts."

Of course, Rowling said this on purpose, or rather, the series of provocations after meeting Medici were all intentional on Rowling's part.

Rowling knew very well that unlike Klein, Azik and the others, it was useless to show weakness in front of Medici. How could a weakling possibly attract a second glance from a hunter?
If he wanted Medici, a top hunter, to truly treat him as a friend, the first step was not to please him, but to make him understand that he was not a docile lamb.

Only in this way can he truly enter the other party's sight.

(End of this chapter)