Arcanum: Chaos Path

Chapter 20: Luo Lin's Routine (Additional Update)

Pales glanced at Rowling. Although he had some doubts in his heart, he still opened the iron box that Rowling handed him. Then Pales was stunned.

Because the thing in the iron box was nothing else but a translucent time worm. This was not the most important thing. The most important thing was that as Amon's old rival, Pales could see that the time worm belonged to Amon, and it might even have died just a few days ago.

"Are you satisfied with my gift, ancestor?"

Luo Lin's voice rang out at this moment, sounding like a junior who sincerely hoped for the recognition of his elders. This made Pales look at Luo Lin deeply and said, "I am very satisfied."

This is the truth. Although he has no idea what this "Rolin Zoroast" is, Pales is indeed very satisfied with the gift he brought to him.

A Time Worm whose characteristics have returned to Amon is not of great value to be honest. At most, it can only be used to make some high-level talismans, but this means that Amon will definitely have clones that will be affected, and even clones of a high level.

For Pales, who had suffered from Amon for a long time and was hunted by Amon with no way out, this was the best information and the best gift.

After all, who doesn’t like to see Amon get into trouble?
So even though Rowling was still deeply wary in his heart, Pales couldn't help but feel a little more favorable towards the person in front of him.

"As long as the ancestor is satisfied." Since Pales was satisfied, Rowling was naturally very satisfied and smiled immediately.

"...How did you find me?" Pales closed the iron box containing the Time Bug and asked straight to the point.

"My Lord guided me and allowed me to find your trace." Luo Lin said with a smile.

"Can you introduce to me the existence you believe in?" Pales was not too surprised to hear this answer, and just asked.

"My Lord is the great ruler of chaos; the retrograde of time; the reflection of the world and the embodiment of joy." Rowling said with a pious face. As for the existence he described, he was naturally referring to himself.

As the so-called mysterious traditional skills - I believe in myself, I am my own follower, a trinity of believers, followers and gods. This is a mysterious feature, and Luo Lin naturally wants to experience it.

And strictly speaking, this is not a lie, because the name Rowling made up can indeed point to himself - probably because of the fragments of Naa in his body. Although Rowling does not have a gray fog to use for meetings, he also possesses some characteristics of a god and can establish connections with others through the name and respond to prayers.

Pales frowned. He could certainly tell that what Rowling said was a standard three-part honorific name, which meant that the existence referred to by this name, even if it was not a true God, was at least the unique King of Angels.

But Pales had never heard of such a being, and even from the perspective of an old friend in disguise, he couldn't think of any god that fit this description.

As for Chaos... Pales thought of a certain being called the Son of Chaos, but then he denied this guess.

After all, as far as he knew, the Son of Chaos had been trapped by the old mystery and had lost his underwear long ago. It was unlikely that he would suddenly escape and search for his whereabouts.

After pondering for a long time without any results, Pales simply stopped worrying about who Luo Lin believed in and asked directly, "What does He want to do?"

"My Lord does not want Amon to become the next Trickster. Although He is not optimistic about you, at least He agrees with you on preventing Amon from becoming Trickster."

Luo Lin smiled and said, of course, he said this on purpose. On the one hand, it showed that he was on the same side with Pales, lowering his vigilance and increasing his recognition. On the other hand, by bringing up the existence of the Mystery, he could also increase the credibility of his own vest. After all, not everyone knew about the existence of the Lord of Mysteries.

"The person you believe in is really rude..." Pales was not surprised to hear what Rowling said, but he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Although he was also considered one of the contenders for the Lord of Mysteries, even Pales himself had to admit that the possibility of him taking that position was slim, or even almost zero.

"So, are the ancestors willing to cooperate with our Lord?" Luo Lin said with an expectant expression.

"...I have a few questions. First of all, why me? Since you can find me, you should know how bad my current condition is." Pales' expression finally became serious.

"The reason why my Lord seeks cooperation with the ancestors is simple. First, you and Amon have been fighting for a long time and know each other well enough, and intelligence itself is a valuable resource," Luo Lin explained slowly. "Second, the hatred between you and Amon is irreconcilable. Third, as you said, you are weak enough."

Luo Lin looked up at Shadow Pales, gave a shy smile, and said, "I'm sure you've guessed it, Ancestor. My Lord is in trouble as well. So your weakness is actually a good thing for this cooperation."

For a god in trouble, an overly powerful partner can be dangerous, while a partner who is also in a weak state can ensure the safety of both parties.

"You really dare to say anything." Pales looked at Rowling deeply.

"My Lord is merciful and will not punish me for telling the truth. And you, my ancestor, are also a good person." Luo Lin said with a smile.

"Heh..." Pales laughed and looked at Luo Lin leisurely. "Then you think too highly of us high-ranking beings. Child, I wonder if you've ever heard the saying, 'Believe in the power of the gods, but don't believe in their mercy.'"

At the end, Pales, who had been smiling like a kind old man, revealed the aura of a superior for the first time.

That was the aura of the former head of the Zoroast family, the dignity of an angel loyal to the Black Emperor.

Leonard, who was eating watermelon next to him, subconsciously lowered his head at this moment, and his brain went blank for a moment.

Luo Lin just shook his head. He still looked up at Pales, seemingly unaffected by his aura. He smiled and said:
"Ancestor, you are wrong. I never believed in the Lord's mercy. I only believed that the Lord would not waste anyone's value. Even if the Lord grants me death one day, it must be because the value of my death is greater than the value of my life."

Upon hearing this, Pales looked at Luo Lin deeply and said meaningfully, "I'm curious why you are loyal to your master."

What Rowling said didn't sound like something a devout believer would say.

"Are you concerned about me, ancestor?" Luo Lin asked seriously.

"As an ancestor, of course I would like to know why my descendants believe in a god." Pales did not answer yes or no, but just said so.

"It's simple. My Lord saved me. I would have been eaten as a snack by Amon, just like my parents. But because of the Lord's existence, I can now appear before you, my ancestor." Luo Lin spoke the truth. His eyes fell on the iron box next to Pales. He paused and said, "This is the spoils of war that the Lord left behind when he saved me."

(End of this chapter)