Arcanum: Chaos Path

Chapter 342 Amon, your persona has collapsed.

Upon hearing this answer, Amon paused for a moment, clearly somewhat surprised. He then laughed and said, "He can hardly be considered my old friend." Amon emphasized the word "friend."

“Alright, would you like to take a look at your old toys?” Rowling readily changed his tune, knowing that among the many angels of the Mysterious Three Families, Mr. Door was probably the only one who could truly be called an old friend of Amon’s.

“Of course!” Amon nodded, then looked at Rolin with some curiosity and asked, “Little K is far from needing to accommodate the Fool’s uniqueness. Are you preparing for Bethel in advance?”

Upon hearing this, Roland's expression turned strange for a second. He didn't answer Amon's question, but instead looked at Amon and said, "Little K?"

Amon looked at him suspiciously: "Is there a problem? Or do you think I should call him Sherlock?"

“There’s nothing wrong with it, it’s just…” Rowling’s mind drifted to the irreconcilable relationship between the two in the original story, and his expression became more subtle. He looked at Amon and asked with a hint of curiosity, “What do you think of Little K now?”

“He is a good teacher.” Amon raised his hand to push up his monocle and said, “Little Amon likes him very much, but as far as I’m concerned, he is too soft. If he could have more ambition, he might be a good opponent.”

“That sounds like a high compliment.” Rowling raised an eyebrow and looked at Amon. “I thought you would see him as just another toy.”

Amon looked at him upon hearing this and said, "You won't allow this to happen, and he..."

Amon paused here before saying, "Although he has a cowardly side, I will acknowledge his courage. He is a human being worthy of respect."

"...It seems you really took these lessons to heart." Roland looked at Amon, and he could tell that the other's words were not perfunctory, but came from the heart.

Amon did not refute, but raised his hand to push up his monocle.

Seeing this, Rolin smiled slightly with pleasure and continued, "But you guessed wrong. The reason I'm going to see Antigonus this time is not about the Lord of Mysteries, but just some personal matters to take care of."

Amon looked puzzled upon hearing this, but wisely refrained from asking further questions.

Luo Lin then looked at the others and said, "Then I'll be going now. See you all!"

He then looked at Saslir and said with a smile, "No need to rush back. You can have a good talk with your child."

"So this counts as a holiday?" Sasriel looked at him.

"Of course, after all, I'm a very conscientious boss." Luo Lin smiled, and without lingering any longer, he left with Amon.

After they left, Roselle no longer mocked Ocycus, and, holding the god of steam and machinery's hand, left the kingdom of the eternal sun, continuing towards the kingdom of the god of knowledge and wisdom.

The once bustling divine realm suddenly became empty, leaving only Sasriel and Osekus.

Osekus was clearly at a loss for words; his lips moved a few times, but he couldn't utter a single sentence.

Sasriel smiled and said, "Would you mind telling me about your current situation, Osekus?"

……

While everyone else went about their business, Roland and Amon successfully arrived at Misty Town. For ordinary extraordinary individuals, this was undoubtedly a very dangerous area; a slight misstep could turn them into "dried meat" hanging from the rooftop. But neither Roland nor Amon seemed afraid of this danger.

“I’ve known for a long time that Antigonus was imprisoned here, but I’ve never had the chance to come in.” As Amon spoke, he looked around at the place, which was not exactly unfamiliar to him.

The misty town where Antigonus was imprisoned was actually the location of the Night Kingdom a long time ago, and as someone who also worked for Tuldor in the Fourth Age, Amon could not possibly have never been to the Night Kingdom.

However, compared to when He visited before, the Kingdom of Night is now completely different except for the buildings, which are still largely the same as before.

“Antigonus was always a coward. He lacked both ambition and strength, yet he occupied treasures that didn’t belong to him. To be honest, I’m not surprised at all by his fate.” Perhaps recalling the past, Amon suddenly said with a touch of emotion.

Upon hearing this, Rolin glanced at Amon and said, "If I remember correctly, the reason Antigonus was able to accommodate uniqueness was because you and Adam helped him?"

“That was an experiment.” Amon did not deny it, nodding and saying, “Antigonus could have given up; clearly, he overestimated his abilities.”

The reason why Amun and Adam helped Antigonus accommodate the Fool's uniqueness was certainly not out of good intentions. Apart from some considerations of balancing the situation, they were more likely using this opportunity to observe the Celestial's level of activity.

The experimental results proved that the Celestials of the Fourth Age were still very active, and any angel from the Gou San family who tried to become a god during that period was suspected of courting death.

Rowling glanced at Amon and said with a smile, "Actually, He had no choice. If He hadn't accommodated the Fool's uniqueness, He wouldn't have been able to protect His Night Kingdom in that era."

Amon did not refute. He simply looked quietly at the "corpse" belonging to the Night Kingdom before him and said, "He was too weak. In this world, the weak are destined to lose everything, and everyone is the same."

"Including you?" Roland looked at Him, understanding the unspoken meaning behind those words.

“Including me.” Amon looked back at him, his dark eyes filled with an indescribable emotion. “So I really envy you.”

"Heh!" Luo Lin couldn't help but chuckle and said, "It's rare to hear you say that; it feels a bit out of character."

Amon had obviously never heard of the term OOC, but he could roughly guess what it meant, so he raised his hand to push up his monocle and said, "Then you might have a bit of a stereotype."

"You actually know this word?" Rowling asked, somewhat surprised.

"You two never seemed to mind talking about Little Amon when you were chatting," Amon glanced at him and reminded him.

“Well, that’s not surprising then.” Rowling shrugged, then suddenly looked in a certain direction and said, “Ah, it seems someone has already noticed our visit, but you seem to have startled Him, Amon.”

Amon was not surprised. He could not possibly be unaware of what Rolin could perceive. He simply said, "If He knew anything about us, He should be even more afraid of you."

“Nonsense, I’m much more reliable than you,” Luo Lin retorted.

As for the person they were discussing, there was only one—Zarathustra, the miracle worker who was imprisoned in the Misty Town because he stole the Mysterious Servant trait from Antigonus, causing all his clones outside to go out of control. He was also an old friend of Roselle.

(End of this chapter)