Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 499 The Hidden Sage: Ha. Ha. Hmm~ (Two-in-One) 6.2K

"So, you're also investigating the royal family!?"

Inside the luxurious suite at the Ocean Breeze Hotel, Gehrman Sparrow spoke with considerable surprise.

If he remembered correctly, the "Justice" lady of the Tarot Club was a noblewoman. Logically speaking, she shouldn't be so persistent about something like this, to the point of running away from home to search for clues at sea.

But when he thought about the other person's usual behavior and the code name he gave himself when he first joined the Tarot Club, Mr. Fool felt relieved.

"As expected, there are still good people in this world..."

He rubbed his forehead to relieve the fatigue caused by the significant depletion of his spiritual energy.

Indeed, Klein eventually accepted the noblewoman's help.

This wasn't because he was extremely weak after a major battle, but because Audrey gave him a reason he couldn't refuse.

"Mr. Gehrman Sparrow, I've been following your news. I consider you a public figure now, and you wouldn't want to be photographed in this unseemly state, would you?"

The adult world is never easy.

Even the most daring adventurers have their pride.

Upon hearing this question from the adventurer before her, who clearly had a good relationship with Mr. Ron, the noble lady immediately straightened her posture and said indignantly:

"Yes, Mr. Sparrow, the royal family is colluding with cults, turning a blind eye to the problems with existing laws, allowing factory owners to exploit workers without doing anything, and remaining indifferent even though they know many civilians will die of hunger and cold..."

"They are not only lazy, greedy, and indifferent to all of this, but they are also increasing their demands and allowing the tragedy to happen."

"The world is sick, but mostly because of their negligence!"

Miss, your thoughts are dangerous. Compared to you, I seem to be quite unworthy of my identity as a "time traveler"...

Gehrman Sparrow's lips twitched slightly, a single pixel twitch, as he deeply empathized with Miss Justice's words.

"Madam, I think you're absolutely right, the world is sick..."

With a deep sigh, Klein thought of old Klein, whom he had assigned to the bicycle factory, and the Liv family who lived in the East District.

As someone who has been through it all, he is well aware of the drawbacks of the era that Rosell ushered in.

That was primitive capital accumulation, irrational plunder and prosperity, and a greedy desire for war and profit.

The history of the previous generation is there for all to see; he's not naive enough to think that people in later centuries will be much better than those in the previous ones.

In fact, Klein sometimes considered this issue in private, but the shadow of "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun" often loomed over his mind.

This forced him to focus his energy on sequence promotion rather than directly usurping the throne like Rosell did, and instead take a different path.

"Madam, I think we should be on the same page on this point. What do you think?"

Klein was referring to the royal kidnapping case.

For him, what he had just thought about was too far-fetched; a mere Sequence Six was clearly a problem that Klein was powerless to solve.

Upon hearing this, "Justice" Audrey nodded elegantly, then took a sip of the Marquis tea served to guests. She frowned slightly, seemingly unaccustomed to the taste, and asked with a somewhat strange expression:

"Of course, Mr. Sparrow. Did you uncover any important information during your investigation of the illness?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt like she was questioning someone, so she quickly added another sentence.

"I can buy it with money!"

Well, although we didn't explicitly say we were members of the "Tarot Club," Gehrman Sparrow's attitude towards me was clearly not that of someone meeting a stranger. He probably recognized me as "Justice" from the very beginning...

No, it's highly likely they recognized it last time!

Audrey analyzed the situation in her mind.

Miss Justice, this really suits your style...

Seeing the wealthy young lady acting as if she were at a tarot gathering, Klein felt a pang of envy mixed with countless sighs.

"No, this doesn't require payment. I already said our goals are aligned!"

He began by emphasizing this point, and then, under Audrey's "So you're a good person after all" gaze, he awkwardly recounted the entire process of attacking Tracy.

Of course, Klein didn't elaborate on how she dressed as a woman or how she infiltrated the organization; he only recounted some valuable intelligence.

"On the high seas, there are some small pirate groups that have close ties with the disease, such as the Red Skull Pirates, the One-Eyed Pirates, and the Blood Hand Pirates. While helping the Witch Cult transport slaves, they also have unclear dealings with the Governor's Mansion of Bayam."

"There's no doubt about that; the relationship between pirates and the navy is definitely, and can only be, unclear."

"Fortunately, I found evidence that they would periodically transport a shipment of 'goods' from the Governor's residence."

"Inside the Governor's Mansion!?"

Audrey Hall's emerald green eyes flickered twice, and she asked in a somewhat impatient tone.

"Yes, inside the Governor's Mansion, they seem to have a secret passage connecting to the private port. This should be the safest way for the royal family. The Governor's Mansion is different from the gangs or human traffickers in Backlund. If the three major churches want to investigate, the royal family will definitely have a million reasonable ways to refuse."

"No one will forcefully come knocking unless they've completely broken off relations."

Gehrman Sparrow remained as cold and aloof as ever. He picked up his hot tea and took a sip, indicating that he had finished delivering his intelligence.

It's the Governor's Mansion again?

It's outrageous that the governor's mansion, which is supposed to maintain order on the island, has been used for such a thing! This is simply... this is simply...

Audrey Hall's expression immediately turned somewhat unpleasant.

When she unexpectedly learned that there was a witch in the governor's mansion, she thought that a high-ranking official had been bewitched by the witch and had to work for the witch's cult.

She followed them day and night, hoping to find out as soon as possible who had betrayed the kingdom.

But I never expected to hear this result...

"Those people were all sent by the kingdom, and they did it voluntarily..."

She simply couldn't imagine that the place that established order and maintained rule could be such an evil, disgusting, and filthy place in the shadows.

After a few seconds of contemplation, Audrey Hall took a deep breath and shared the results of her recent investigation.

"Mr. Sparrow, to be honest, I've been investigating the Governor's Mansion recently and discovered that a witch comes and goes every few days. I've been following her for a long time but haven't found anything unusual."

In her view, since both sides are investigating matters related to the royal family and are also fellow members of the Tarot Club, it is necessary and obligatory for them to help each other.

That's right, just like Mr. Fool and Mr. Ron, the two gods joining forces must be for some important matter!

Sigh... If Mr. Ron were here, he would most likely lead me to his door in a haughty and domineering manner. No, Audrey, you can't rely on Mr. Ron for everything, otherwise you won't meet his expectations at all...

Thinking silently to herself, the noblewoman hesitated for a while, feeling that the investigation had reached a stalemate.

The Governor's Mansion was undoubtedly a behemoth to her now, with many extraordinary individuals inside, including quite a few at the Sequence Six and Sequence Five levels, and a true demigod was also in charge.

Obtaining crucial evidence to free the slaves and overthrow the monarchy was no easy task.

She raised her head, her emerald green eyes gazing at the still indifferent, crazed adventurer, wanting to see if this member of the Tarot Club had any good ideas.

However, even the great "Fool" was quite helpless about this; how could he possibly fight a demigod?

"If there's a way to get in openly and legitimately, then it's not impossible..."

At that moment, Audrey Hall muttered to herself. She had the talisman Ron had given her, and with its power and the keen observation of the audience, if they could openly observe, they would surely be able to find clues.

However, as a runaway noblewoman, she had no way of using her public identity.

Upon thinking of this, the noble lady suddenly looked up, her emerald green eyes vaguely gazing at Klein, who possessed a strong ability to "infiltrate" and "disguise."

If he could disguise himself as a woman, infiltrate the Black Death, and kill a Sequence 5 powerhouse right under the noses of numerous pirates, then disguising himself as a witch shouldn't be too difficult...

Audrey thought this to herself, then hesitated and whispered:

"Perhaps I could disguise myself as that witch, Mr. Sparrow. I think you'd be quite professional..."

?

Do you have some misunderstanding about me?

Wait, when did I agree to investigate the Governor's Mansion with you?

I came to sea to search for mermaids, and I've already found a ship...

"Well, I don't think I'm that professional yet."

Gehrman Sparrow first responded tactfully to technical questions such as "infiltration" and "disguise," and then looked into those emerald green eyes that seemed to see right through the human mind.

He kept a straight face, thought for a moment, and decided to postpone the invitation to Lieutenant General Iceberg and the promotion to Sequence Five.

Evil must be eradicated completely!

This is what Ron taught him.

Since we have a second chance, we should do something to fill the emptiness and confusion in our hearts.

To fully integrate into this unfamiliar era and accept the reality that one can no longer return to their hometown, one must have some anchor points worth remembering.

"Ah, madam, actually I have a better way. I remember that a certain guy hasn't claimed the bounty on the King of the Five Seas yet; it's been stored in the Governor's Mansion."

"As a friend, I believe I can help him solve his problems."

Gehrman Sparrow remained expressionless, but his words revealed a shift in emotion.

The King of the Five Seas' Bounty... Friend...

"Do you know Mr. Ron?" Audrey asked, feigning confusion.

Mr. Ron, look at that saccharine address, it makes me tense all over...

Klein glanced at the golden retriever lying quietly in the corner, muttered "a pair of scoundrels" to himself, and then chuckled:

"I know him very well; I probably knew him much longer than you have."

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What do you mean? Why did you say you knew him a long time before I did?

His ability seems to be very restrained by the audience; his tone of voice, facial expressions, and the emotions he expresses don't correspond at all.

But why did he say that?

What was said in jest was taken seriously by Audrey Hall, who felt increasingly anxious, since it was no secret that Ron often went out at night.

Moreover, if she remembered correctly, Mr. Ron could also transform into Ms. Ron!

Oh no, I was careless!

It's not entirely safe for him to sneak out at night to find a man!

Audrey's pupils dilated violently, and her mind seemed to have been infected by Ron, with some rather bizarre thoughts constantly flashing through her head.

"Mr. Sparrow, I think I heard Ron mention you. One morning, he didn't come home all night."

She forced a smile, tentatively probing the relationship between the person in front of her and the blond boy.

However, Klein suddenly realized that he remembered the night the little brat had bragged to him about having a boyfriend, and he also noticed that Miss Justice's tone was off.

So he said "Oh," and then said in a sly, mischievous way:

"I don't know!"

"He probably went back to Backlund to find a maid. I remember he had a beautiful maid at his house."

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The black and white world suddenly collapsed into a single point, and a hint of human curiosity flashed in the indifferent eyes high in the sky, which were composed of a torrent of information.

What is that? It's so strange. I'll just take a look.

He stared intently at Ron on the ground, trying to discern the true nature of the "All-Knowing and All-Seeing One".

Frankly speaking, if He could run, the "Hidden Sage" would have run away immediately, but He simply doesn't have the ability to escape this predicament...

Since things have come to this, let's focus on learning first...

"What is He looking at?"

Bernadette felt that terrifying gaze and trembled as she asked, trying to ease her nerves that were stretched to the limit.

A Sequence 3 is like an ant on the battlefield of the divine realm.

According to Russell, Bernadette believes that she is still alive because her father must have smashed his head to pieces down there.

"Don't worry about it. Everyone knows I'm handsome, so it's perfectly normal to be captivated by me."

The blond boy felt incredibly smug as he listened to the greedy, inquisitive gaze.

Look, this is what vision looks like!

After enjoying the "reverent" gaze for a moment, Ron raised his hand and grabbed forward.

Immediately, countless illusory golden lines appeared in the void. These lines were endless and extremely wondrous; a single glance was enough to penetrate the truth of all things in the world.

At this moment, the void trembled, rippling out in circles of golden light. The golden threads, as if encountering some irresistible natural disaster, suddenly shattered into golden specks of light.

The points of light danced and intertwined, rearranging themselves in a chaotic manner, but in an instant they reassembled into those extremely ethereal golden lines.

This time, however, the light on the thin line was no longer uniform; some parts were bright, and some were dim. At the junctions of the light, there seemed to be tiny cracks, making it look like they were haphazardly pieced together.

In fact, it was indeed something Ron had haphazardly pieced together.

The "Hidden Sage" in the sky flickered, its illusory and indifferent eyes trembling as if it had been electrocuted.

The illusory pupils suddenly transformed into heart shapes, and at the same time, they irresistibly flipped upwards, revealing a tranquil night sky against a black and white background. If it had a mouth, it would probably stick out its tongue as well.

The hidden sage was trained by Ron to become a powerful figure...

This is not hard to understand. Everything Ron just did was to disrupt the Hidden Sage's linear logic and cause His data to be wildly interwoven, resulting in errors and omissions.

For example, the knowledge He now gains from Ron is interwoven into His past, and the information He gained in the past is interwoven into His future, intertwining and creating a chaos that resembles the evil and madness at the bottom of the universe.

This is not as simple as learning advanced mathematics first and then basic mathematics; it is as difficult as taking a dump at the dinner table or slurping noodles in the toilet.

This is a logical inconsistency.

Of course, if the "Hidden Sage" were truly Sequence Zero, then slurping these noodles wouldn't be out of the question, but unfortunately, He doesn't have that kind of good fortune.

"..."

The way the Hidden Sage rolled his eyes made Bernadette's eyelids twitch, and she could no longer maintain her dignity as Queen.

If she could, she really wouldn't want to follow Ron's advice and open her eyes, even though with the protection of this deity, corruption and madness would be thwarted.

But with his worldview shattered, there's no way Ron can stop him.

How is this any different from the games played between Intis's nobles and their lovers? He's rolling his eyes, and it looks like he's been pleasured to death!

She shifted her feet, unconsciously putting more distance between herself and Ron...

Because she discovered that this guy seemed to share some similar interests with her elderly father.

"Luckily, He and I were partners. Luckily, I bet on the right thing with the wishing lamp. If I had fallen into His hands..."

Rosell's eldest daughter felt a chill run down her spine and, without daring to think further, instantly teleported to the angel she had just fought while the black and white world still existed.

She raised her hand and took an ancient horn from the void, brought it to her lips and blew it forcefully.

The "Morse Ascetic" angel, unable to move, think, or resist, instantly turned into ashes, leaving only illusory specks of light suspended in the air.

"..."

"It actually succeeded! Even the aggregation property was stopped...?"

Bernadette thought about it calmly, not at all surprised.

After all, Ron had given her so many "scares" that she was used to it.

But this is for the best, as there's a high chance her elderly father can be saved.

"receive."

The blond boy raised his hand and clenched it. Suddenly, a crystal eye appeared in the center of his palm, its pupils rolling back in a heart shape.

He has no eyelashes; the crystal appears solid, but it is actually an illusion, filled with endless, chaotic information.

Aside from that, Ron also sensed an extremely peculiar aura—the scent of "source matter"!

"As expected, it's been corrupted by the wilderness of knowledge. You just wait, you dead monster, I'll eat this thing up if I don't tear your ass apart!"

The blond boy secretly hardened his heart, and his extremely handsome face was slightly tinged with ferocity, making him look cute but fierce.

To be honest, if Ron kept his mouth shut, he would be a truly lovable and charming man.

Just then, he saw Bernadette approaching. With a flick of his wrist, he absorbed the layers of seals from the "Hidden Sage" into his possession, then resumed his slightly arrogant demeanor and leisurely asked:

"Is everything resolved?"

"Yes, I killed all the demigods who stormed Lasha Island, except for the one who fought Bonova. He saw that things were not going well and forcibly left the battlefield to escape first."

Bernadette answered honestly.

Upon hearing this, Ron raised an eyebrow.

"Wow, you've made quite a bit of money. By the way, does this count as completing the Sage's Ritual? After all, you put in a lot of effort."

"No, this is not a disaster; it does not meet the requirements of the ritual."

After speaking, the woman with deep blue eyes stared intently at Ron, her back ramrod straight, as if she had gained a lot of confidence.

Now that I have fulfilled your request, even at the cost of my own life, when will you fulfill your promise?

She probably wanted to ask that, but the way the Hidden Sage rolled his eyes made Bernadette dare not say a word.

"Don't worry, I won't go back on my promise."

"But before that, we need to know exactly where Roselle is. Eight of his nine tombs have been destroyed, and the last one is still missing. I think you should look for it in your father's diary."

"A diary? How do you know it's a diary!?" Bernadette was stunned, looking at the boy in front of her with great surprise. However, she only looked at it for a few seconds, as if she had thought of something, and her heart, which had been in her throat, fell back into her stomach.

If anyone in this world could understand those square-shaped characters, it would undoubtedly be the gods who hold the power of knowledge and wisdom.

For example, the "god of knowledge and wisdom," the "omniscient and all-seeing infinite wisdom," the "hidden sage," and so on.

"What? You want to see? I'll teach you, or I'll read you a passage from my diary?"

Seeing that Bernadette reacted so quickly, the blond boy immediately approached her with a grin.

To be honest, Ron is really looking forward to the scene after Bernadette learns Chinese and goes to find Russell. That scene will definitely be full of fatherly love and filial piety.

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"No need. I'd much rather he read it to me himself, so I can see if he still has any sense of responsibility as a father!"

The "mysterious queen" hesitated for a moment, but still refused to air her dirty laundry in public. After all, it was her father, and it would be really embarrassing if his diary was full of stories about him sleeping with so-and-so.

After getting to know Ron, Bernadette didn't believe He was a god who would keep secrets.

On the contrary, His wicked nature makes him quite sensitive to gossip.

A thought flashed through her mind, and Roselle's eldest daughter carefully said:

"I will carefully sift through the diary entries and select the important parts for you to interpret."

As soon as she finished speaking, she added:

Please understand.

The four short words silently conveyed the bitterness and helplessness of being a child, making Ron feel a pang of regret and realize that the fun was over.

He glanced around, and a glint of light flashed in his golden eyes, instantly erasing the black and white that had dominated the world.

"How boring."

With a heavy sigh, the blond-haired boy didn't linger. After leaving behind his last words, he crossed space and arrived at a deserted island.

Only then did he take the captured "Hidden Sage" out of his pocket and begin to examine the strange eye and the strong contamination on it carefully.

"The purity is quite good, and it seems usable!"

Just then, Ron suddenly felt a hidden gaze sweep over him from inside the contaminated area.

But in an instant, it vanished, disappeared, just like the blond boy hallucinating because of too many thoughts.

"Tsk, this is interesting."

Ron was naturally overjoyed. It was impossible for it to be an illusion. As a god who often secretly watched others, Ron was very familiar with this kind of gaze that was three parts indifferent and seven parts trying to hook you.

This means that someone knows about the problems with the "Hidden Sage," which is likely closely related to the Source Matter, and may even have gained some control over the "Knowledge Wilderness."

(End of this chapter)