Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 400 Shameless (3K)

The heatwave rolled in, smoke filled the air, and the aftershocks of the explosion, mixed with the shouts of the servants, turned the once quiet world into a cacophony.

"Fire! Fire!"

"It's a gas pipeline explosion! Steam is rising! Put out the fire quickly!"

"Quickly, protect the Baron!"

By this time, the baron's mansion was ablaze, and servants were running around trying to extinguish the fire with any available fire-fighting equipment.

Perhaps because the mercury serpent only released a small portion of the misfortune, the secondary security measures of the gas pipeline successfully restrained most of the impact of the explosion, and no servants died on the spot.

Of course, it's inevitable that some of them will suffer head injuries, fall unconscious, and collapse.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency!"

The scene before him completely stunned the butler. He stood there dumbfounded, his mouth agape, unable to believe what he was seeing.

Is this bad luck? Isn't it all happening way too fast?!

Could he be an extraordinary being?!

As the steward of the most influential and wealthy man in the Kingdom of Rune, he naturally knew about the existence of extraordinary individuals, and even secretly cultivated quite a few extraordinary individuals within the Baron's mansion.

This is against the laws of the three major churches and the kingdom, but how could a wealthy man resist exploring this wondrous and extraordinary power!?

Without a second thought that even Emperor Roselle could make a mistake, and ignoring Will Oncetin, who was sitting by the front door with his legs crossed, the butler rushed into the house, where all the windows had been shattered, with a speed beyond his years.

He knew that if Baron Syndras really died in this accident, he would most likely lose his job.

This is the helplessness of working people.

"Why do I have to be the bad guy? Can't you do it yourself?"

The Mercury Serpent's dark eyes reflected the villa with all its windows shattered, and it muttered a complaint.

Creating such a commotion in Backlund is tantamount to provoking the sensitive and fragile nerves of the three major churches.

The recent high-profile case of the murder of a member of the air pollution investigation committee has kept the three major churches on high alert.

But who can blame them when their new boss is such an unscrupulous guy?

This skill is something you can only envy, not acquire.

The official extraordinary one might be arriving soon, so I'd better hurry up and slip away. But how come that guy is even more of a charlatan than me? I can't see anything wrong with this baron, so how come he can?

Did they glimpse a corner of fate, or see the many possibilities of the future?

Thoughts raced through his mind. Ron's illogical, unreasonable, and seemingly omniscient abilities sent a chill down his spine.

They know every choice of people or things they have never met, and can devise suitable schemes and plots.

Sometimes, Will Uncrestine even suspected that every choice he made was clearly seen by the other party.

Ron, on the other hand, saw it but remained silent, reacting like a normal person as he played along with everyone in the villa in a real-life puppet show.

"Ugh... the more I think about it, the scarier it gets..."

Unconsciously hugging his shoulders, his body trembled violently. To ensure that the chaos at the scene would not subside anytime soon, Will Onsett quickly scurried away on his short legs and soon ran to a corner where no one could find him.

……

The Church of the Night, beneath the Church of St. Samuel.

In the night watchman's break room, Leonard Mitchell put on red gloves, his green eyes slightly unfocused as he gazed ahead.

He looked at the blond boy who kept surrounding Klein, begging for candy, and his expression suddenly became dazed.

In the next moment, as meditation began, the poet's illusory dream quickly dissipated, leaving only an empty room.

"Sigh~ I almost forgot, you guys are dead. It seems my memory is just like the captain's..."

He sighed helplessly, his tone filled with self-reproach and self-loathing.

If he had been stronger, he could have bought enough time for Klein and Ron to hold out until the church's reinforcements arrived.

"Old man, what exactly happened in Tingen? What was Ince Zangwell's purpose? How did he end up dying at my hands?"

"And most importantly, why hasn't the church given a conclusion yet?"

Taking a deep breath, Leonard tilted his head and asked the old man inside his body.

"Are you becoming increasingly unwilling to use your brain, or has Amon stolen your brain?"

"Can't you think about it yourself?"

Exploiting the elderly is illegal...

Palez Soloas rolled his eyes and retorted irritably.

Since the day he dealt with Amon, Palez Zoroaster did not hide anything from Leonard, who only had a vague understanding of the matter, and recounted the whole story from beginning to end.

Of course, only the general plan was described, without revealing the identities of each participating member.

However, the poet was dumbfounded upon hearing this, and he was filled with condemnation for the old man's scheming that disregarded his personal safety.

"Old man, how dare you say that!"

"Why didn't you tell me before? Couldn't you have given me time to prepare?"

At that moment, Leonard Mitchell almost thought he would die just like that, without any movement, silently and stiffly.

"Ha, aren't you the protagonist of this era? Protagonists don't die so easily..."

You...

Pales's words left Leonard speechless for a moment, unable to find a reason to refute, and his face turned red with anger.

The poet's performance left the old man speechless.

What? You really think you're the protagonist of this era?!

"Sigh, don't think about Tingen anymore. The fact that there's no conclusion is because certain forces don't want it to be. You need to look forward now!"

"Old man, I know, but Ron was such a cute little guy, I failed to protect him properly. If he had gone with Rosanne and the others..."

When the topic came up, Leonard's tone was full of sadness and self-blame, and his eyes involuntarily welled up with tears, as if he were recalling scenes of playing cards with the boy.

You're kidding me. Who's protecting whom is still uncertain, and you're telling me that someone who casually toyed with Amon is cute?!

Rolling his eyes in exasperation, Palez Soloasde gave up on his plan to tell this guy everything.

At that moment, the door to the lounge was pushed open.

"Leonard has a new task."

"Uh, what is it? Is there a lead in the demon case?"

"No, it's about Baron Syndras. His gas pipes all exploded today, and the archbishop concluded that he was just unlucky."

"However, that's not the point. The point is that this bastard has actually been in contact with the Church of the God of War, and he's secretly raising quite a few extraordinary individuals!"

……

"How did things go? I'm a kind-hearted man, and I can't bear to see others suffer."

In a high-end café in Hillston, Ron held his coffee with five parts sugar, pretending to be an elegant lady, and took a small sip.

"That baron has been arrested, and I'm assure you the Church of the Night arrived there immediately."

Catching his breath, 1.4 meters tall also ordered a coffee, but when he reached into the small jar that stored sugar cubes, he found that the sugar inside had already disappeared.

"Oh dear, my best friend has been kidnapped by those corporate slaves from the Church of the Night! How could this be?"

"If his secret is exposed, he will surely be tortured and will never be able to leave Charnisgate again."

The blond boy's unusual self-talk sent chills down Mercury Serpent's spine.

Wasn't this all your doing? Why are you acting like a big shot here?

This shameless attitude was so bad that Will Uncrestin didn't even bother to comment.

To be honest, He could roughly understand the blond boy's thoughts, but He just couldn't understand why a great being who was beyond the true god would not do anything important every day and just stay in Backlund all day.

"Ron, I have a question. You don't seem to need an anchor, so why do you preach so widely in the Southern Continent and do these small things for your followers?"

"You could easily delegate this to someone else; you don't have to do it yourself!"

Upon hearing this, the blond youth raised an eyebrow and, without hesitation, arrogantly replied:

"Humans are all stupid, and anchors are utterly useless, but I just love it when people praise me!"

"I want everyone to remember God's greatness and to remember His glory!"

Ha, I'm ashamed for you saying such shameless things to my face...

Such a compelling reason completely stunned the Mercury Serpent. Its 1.4-meter-tall face showed obvious hesitation as it asked, after much deliberation:

"That doesn't make sense either. There are many ways to get praise, so why are you holed up in Backlund?"

"With your abilities, shouldn't you be searching for the Source Matter to restore yourself?"

"Um... I've never seen what a Source Material looks like before. Can I see yours?"

As he spoke, the 1.4-meter-tall fox revealed his true colors, but his expression remained innocent and adorable, showing no trace of scheming or plotting.

"Children shouldn't meddle in adult matters!"

However, Ron yelled and abruptly ended the conversation.

You're so fussy. Can't you even speak properly? And you're asking me to look at mine? My precious baby is not someone you can look at!

Now that the narcissist is eyeing us covetously from the outside world, and although most of the Deathly Ghost's characteristics have been recovered, we haven't found a single trace of His Favorite. Under these circumstances, if I don't keep an eye on the "Chaos Sea" and the "Source Castle" in the real world, am I supposed to go out and have some fun?

Although Ron verbally expressed utter contempt for his two arch-enemies, when it came to actually dealing with them, he was so cautious that he dared not overlook any possibility.

What a hypocrite!

Taking the initiative is a no-brainer; the narcissist will definitely dig a pit for him. But waiting passively is all about patience; the primordial creator will inevitably be unable to resist making the first move against him. So this is both dangerous and a good opportunity to wipe him out in one fell swoop.

"Enough talk, let's go see my good friend at the Church of the Night."

"We have to get him out of here no matter what! I'm a good man, I can't bear to see people suffer, so I'll use two-thirds of his fortune as payment!"

(End of this chapter)