Secret: The undead do not die in the fire

Chapter 203 Adam
In the restaurant compartment of the special train, Yu Jin looked at Ikanser, who was sitting across the aisle with messy hair, and suddenly asked:

"Deacon Ikanser, is he a member of your Mechanical Heart?"

Ikanser glanced in the direction that Yujin pointed, and saw the middle-aged man with dozens of plates in front of him. He recalled for a moment before speaking:

"His name is Eric, Eric Sloane. He is the captain of a mechanical heart team in Constanton, a 'weapon master' of the warrior path sequence 7."

Just like most of the Nightwatchers were from the 'Sleepless' path, most of the members of the Mechanical Heart were from the 'Generalist' path, and Ikanser was no exception. This gave them extraordinary abilities in memory, learning, and practice, far surpassing other extraordinary people of the same sequence.

Before getting on the bus, Ikanser had looked through the list of people on Conston's bus and remembered each of their names.

However, Ikanser's expression seemed a little strange at this time, because it was the first time he saw someone who ate so much. But after all, he was a member of the Mechanical Heart, so he still made up for it:

"After all, it's the Warrior Path, so it's normal to eat more, right?"

"Warrior Path?" Audrey's eyes moved slightly, a little surprised.

Why does the Church of Steam have extraordinary people on the Warrior Path?
"Eric?" Yu Jin turned his gaze back to the man called Eric by Ikanser, his eyes resting on the top of the other's head.

['Gluttony' Eric Orlando]

There is a title and a name. The name matches what Ikanser said, but the surname is different.

Mr. Eric obviously used a fake identity and deliberately mixed into the team of Mechanical Heart. In order to achieve some purpose, he took great pains to board this special train bound for the Republic of Intis.

As for what its purpose is, it is not difficult to guess.

The special train departed from Backlund, without stopping at any station along the way, and without encountering any accidents.

The only variable was the three carriages that were added to Conston. Eric also happened to get on the train at Conston, so it was hard not to suspect that the two events were connected. In other words, the other party was most likely coming for the things in the three carriages.

But this is not the focus of Yu Jin, the focus is on the other party's "title".

【Gluttony】.

This almost immediately reminded Yu Jin of a person he had met before -

Royal advisor, member of the Psychological Alchemist Council, Hvin Rambis.

And Hvin Rambis's title is 'Arrogant'.

Hvin Rambis lived up to his name. Although he pretended to be a kind and friendly old man, his every word and action, even his gestures, were filled with a hint of arrogance.

And the one in front of him, just like his title, is a true 'glutton'.

One is pride and the other is gluttony, it is hard not to think of the seven deadly sins - pride, greed, lust, envy, gluttony, anger and sloth.

Hvin Rambis was a member of the Psychological Alchemist Association's jury, so what about this person in front of him? Was he also a member of the Psychological Alchemist Association?
Bang! Bang! Bang!

With the sound of the train running on the rails, the scenery outside the window suddenly dimmed, and only the lights in the restaurant remained bright. The people in the restaurant were not surprised by this and continued to enjoy the food on their plates.

Just now, the train entered a tunnel, a tunnel that was several thousand meters long.

The tunnel itself is also a symbol of the border, as the exit on the other side of the tunnel is located within the territory of the Republic of Intis.

"Crack!"

At the same time, Eric seemed to sense something, looked at the dim mountain wall outside the window, and suddenly stood up. He looked around, took out a small and exquisite iron box from his pocket, poured out a handful of white flat round candies from it, stuffed them into his mouth, and left the dining car while chewing hard.

Yu Jin watched Eric leave without any intention of stopping him. He just suddenly asked:

"Deacon Ikanser, what's in those three carriages?"

Ikanser, who had just picked up the knife and was about to enjoy the meal, froze and said with a dry cough:

"This is inconvenient to tell you, please forgive me."

He wasn't surprised that the other party noticed the three carriages, but that didn't mean he had to reveal everything.

"It's ok."

Yu Jin's eyes were extremely calm, and he said in a frank tone:
"I don't really care what's in it, but I think some people would be very interested in what's in it."

Ikanser heard the hint from Yu Jin, frowned and asked:
"what have you found?"

This train was a special train of the Church of Steam. Most of the passengers were members of the Mechanical Heart, and the crew and conductor were also believers of the Church of Steam. In comparison, Yu Jin and his group were the only outsiders.

Yu Jin pointedly said:

"Don't you think Mr. Eric is abnormal?"

"He just eats a little more."

"maybe."

Ikanser's brows were knitted tightly together. He didn't think there was anything wrong with Eric, but it was hard not to be suspicious of what Yu Jin said.

During the Backlund purge a few months ago, he had personally seen Yu Jin standing with the archbishops of the three major churches, which meant that Yu Jin was also very likely a demigod. And Ikanser naturally did not dare to ignore the advice from a demigod.

After hesitating for a long time, Ikanser looked at the steak on the plate that exuded an enchanting aroma and sighed.

He slowly stood up and chased in the direction Eric left.
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"Discovered?"

Eric walked in the aisle of the carriage, whispering to himself:

"Shouldn't it be? A group of low- and mid-sequence Beyonders can't possibly see through my disguise. And my identity is genuine and has been filed with the Steam Church. Isn't it just that I ate a little too much? What basis do they have to doubt me?"

The more Eric thought about it, the more confident he became, and finally he nodded silently.

Yes, that's right, there is no way his identity would be discovered.

Thinking of this, Eric suddenly felt much happier.

He walked straight through the door at the end of the carriage and entered a city.

As if it had been waiting for a long time, a large carriage slowly drove over. The coachman was an ordinary middle-aged man wearing an old top hat and a dark jacket.

Eric boarded the carriage skillfully and sat in the right row. The door closed automatically and the carriage started slowly.

Eric looked out the window. In the city stood magnificent buildings that exuded a mysterious and dark feel. There were gentlemen in top hats and windbreakers and women in complicated and gloomy dresses walking around.

His eyes swept over a gentleman standing beside the carriage. The other person had short black hair on his face and sharp canine teeth in his mouth.

This is a werewolf.

Eric was no longer surprised by this, although he was still amazed by the magic of the city every time he entered it.

This is the Garden of Eden, the city in everyone’s heart, and it exists wherever there are people.

Among those "pedestrians", in addition to the werewolves, there were also bears walking upright, cats with lazy expressions, a weirdo with a colorful spider on his face, a giant rat with red eyes, a python spitting out its core, and some kind of canine creature that looked at every passerby with eyes full of mating desire...

They either wear top hats and windbreakers or wear exquisite and intricate dark long skirts, trying their best to imitate humans in every detail, but they cannot make themselves truly like humans.

In psychology, they are called 'animal desires'.

The carriage traveled in the dim night, passing through pedestrians and various Gothic buildings, and soon arrived at a church in the center of the city.

The church is over eighty meters high, supported by huge black pillars. Each pillar is inlaid with a certain number of skulls. Some of them are from humans, and some come from different creatures, but all of them have their empty eyes facing downwards, as if watching every living creature that enters the church.

Like most of the buildings here, this church is exquisite in every detail, but the elements that make them up are nightmare, thriller, horror, and mysterious.

After getting off the carriage and passing through the main gate, what appeared before our eyes was a grand yet empty hall.

Deep in the hall, there stands a huge cross with a gray-white dragon statue wrapped around it.

Unlike ordinary churches, there are no rows of seats for believers to pray, nor is there a place to place candlesticks. There is only a small long table in front of the giant dragon statue. There are five chairs on each side of the table, and the top and bottom seats are empty.

On the right side of the long table sat a tall gentleman, wearing a gray, rather illusory, and unusually cold mask. The eyes, ears, mouth, and nose of the mask were all somewhat crooked, and had a gloomy temperament, looking like a face that had been completely disfigured by jealousy, and its name was 'jealousy'.

At some point, Eric also had a mask on his face. The mouth of this mask was very wide, all the way to his ears, and it was always open, as if it wanted to swallow everything that his eyes saw. It was called "Gluttony".

Eric pulled open the chair and sat down. Suddenly, a medium-rare steak coated with black pepper sauce appeared in front of him. It fell on the porcelain plate, emitting a little heat. Eric picked up the knife and cut the steak, revealing the side with myoglobin residue inside. He enjoyed the food without paying attention to anyone else.

At this moment, a gentle voice sounded in the ears of both of them at the same time:

"Now that everyone is here, let's get started."

Eric didn't look up, but just glanced at the top of the long table with his peripheral vision.

A man in a black wheelchair appeared in the empty seat. He was different from the others because he was not wearing a mask. His face was abnormally pale, his eyebrows were long and light yellow, his hair was neatly combed back, and there were some wrinkles on his forehead.

Gluttony was still stuffing steak into his mouth, while Jealousy looked at the man at the first seat and asked in a deep voice:
"Mr. Dellau, are there only three of us on this mission?"

The man in the black wheelchair, called Dellau, smiled and said:

"To be precise, there are only the two of you."

After a pause of one second, Dellau continued:

"Actually, there were originally three people on this mission, but I'm sure you've heard about it. A major event happened in Backlund. King George III was assassinated. The power of the Psychological Alchemy Society in Backlund was also severely damaged, and many members lost contact. Even our committee member Mr. Arrogant was unfortunately affected and has been 'missing' for a long time."

"Besides that, Miss Lust is in Trier, the capital of Intis, Ms. Greed is in Saint Miron, the capital of Feysac, and Miss Laziness is in Feynaport City. They are unable to provide timely assistance for this upcoming operation. After all, we are not Beyonders of the Gate Path, and we do not have any magical items in this regard."

"Ms. 'Lust'?"

Eric Gluttony suddenly raised his head and asked in surprise, "Isn't it Mr. Lust? Has he changed?"

Without waiting for Dellau to answer, Eric stuffed another piece of steak into his mouth and said regretfully while swallowing, "What a pity, I originally felt that I got along well with him."

Jealousy frowned and said in a deep voice:
"If there are only two of us, this mission will be too dangerous!"

Dellau smiled and said:

"But the rewards are just as generous, right? Your masks are your advance rewards, which are enough to give you far greater authority than other committee members. The masks themselves can also greatly enhance your strength."

Gluttony said vaguely:

“But it also comes with huge side effects.”

"This is only temporary."

Dellau shook his head and said with a smile, "The personality mask will have a negative impact on your mental state and true personality. This is indeed something you need to pay attention to. But you are all experts in the field of the mind and have enough ability to solve this problem."

After a pause of one second, he looked at the gluttony that was eating madly and emphasized:
"Of course, this may take some time to adjust, but overall it won't be a big deal."

Gluttony pretended not to hear and silently materialized a bowl of cream soup, then drank it in big gulps.

Jealousy asked again:

"Can't we let other people get masks in advance? Why do we have to be the only ones to carry out this dangerous mission? As long as they have masks, they can enter the city at any time and board the special train under our guidance. This way, the success rate will be higher..."

"Unfortunately, no."

Dellau's smile faded a little, and he calmly refused, "They will have a chance to take the mask out of the Garden of Eden in the future, but not now. Moreover, even if we don't count the reward for completing the mission, the advance payment alone is far more dangerous than it is."

"If you are unwilling to carry out this mission, I can help you apply for an exchange with others."

As soon as the voice fell, 'Jealousy' fell silent, while 'Gluttony' continued to drink the bowl of cream soup that he could never finish.

Seeing that the two no longer objected, Dellau nodded slightly and added:

"If you encounter an accident and cannot solve it on your own, you can try to say a name, which will save you."

"What's the name?" Gluttony's eyes moved slightly and he put the bowl down suddenly.

Dellau's expression suddenly became serious:

"It comes from the holy book of the Creator in the Third Age. It involves the highest mysteries of the spiritual realm and is closely related to something in our Psychological Alchemy Society.

"It's 'Adam'."

(End of this chapter)