My obsession with role-playing seems to have distorted the world's aesthetic.

Chapter 726: Solomon, I'm here to discuss a deal.

"If you successfully cross all the singularities and arrive at the Grand Temple of Time where my true form as a demon god resides, and learn the whole truth..."

"Perhaps you'll betray Chaldea like Rafe and pledge your loyalty to Lord Solomon."

As he finished speaking, Paimon's figure gradually disappeared, and the director breathed a sigh of relief.

Diego had been banished to another world by himself, and Paimon's attitude was unclear, so he didn't choose to attack him. At least he could breathe a sigh of relief for the time being.

The director felt immense pressure at this moment. In front of him were the seventy-two pillars of the Demon God arrayed in the Temple of Time, and behind him was the Cat Cult of the parallel world Earth, which was eyeing him covetously.

These are all likely enemies he will have to face. Thinking of these troublesome enemies, the director instantly felt that things were extremely troublesome.

While the director relaxed, the people in the Caribbean were basically under Ebony Maw's control. The doctor, who was still hiding in the control room, had no idea why Ebony Maw had chosen to pretend to attack him.

"Wait, could it be that he's actually a good person, one of those righteous allies who endured humiliation and infiltrated Ilya's ranks for the sake of peace and justice?"

The doctor began to speak to himself, while a subtle sound came from the doorway.

"Dr. Roman has quite the imagination. However, I am not the kind of good person you just thought I was. If I were really a good person, I suppose I wouldn't be able to catch your eye next."

...?

Upon hearing Ebony Maw's words, the doctor's expression froze. Wait a minute, what does this mean? It's as if he's not a good person.

"What...are you saying?"

Seeing the doubt in the tone of the ebony-throated doctor, if what the pale-skinned man in front of him said was true, then it seemed that the situation was completely different from what he had imagined.

If this were true, the idea of ​​a hero who endures humiliation and hardship could be scrapped, but this brings us back to the original question: why would he deliberately spare his own life?

"What am I talking about... I don't think you understand at all."

Ebony Throat narrowed her eyes and spoke with disbelief in her tone; the doctor could hear the unspoken meaning in her voice.

It seemed that she understood what the man in front of her was saying.

Wait, how could that be possible? I don't have mind-reading abilities or anything like that.

"Understand? Understand what?"

Faced with the somewhat puzzled tone of the Ebony Throat doctor, he was at a loss. Why did this person in front of him think that he could understand the hidden meaning in his words?

"There's no need to pretend anymore now. I've temporarily blocked the surveillance equipment around here related to Her Majesty Ilya. Now we can talk openly and honestly."

Faced with Ebony Maw's words, the doctor's expression was full of helplessness: "Are you misunderstanding something? I'm really just an ordinary doctor."

"Ordinary doctor Romani Archman... There's no need to pretend anymore, Dr. Roman, or you'd rather I call you by another name."

The mastermind behind the burning of humanity, the object of loyalty of the seventy-two demonic pillars, the one who disregards the coronation of God in Heaven and proclaims himself God, the Holy Lord of Truth—Solomon!

Ebony Maw looked at the doctor in front of him and recited one title after another, but after listening to his words, the doctor felt that he had many questions.

He had already guessed that the burning of humanity was related to him, and the object of the seventy-two demon gods' loyalty... was probably no longer him.

As for crowning God... goodness, that guy impersonating me is really daring. If such a thing really blasphemes against God and provokes His intervention, it will be a huge problem.

As someone who received the Ten Commandments from the gods, the doctor, who possesses Ex-rank Clairvoyance, once saw God in a dream, a power that even a Grand Spirit Origin couldn't match.

The difference is like night and day; it feels like they're not even from the same dimension.

"The Lord of Truth... Solomon? It seems you have some discernment."

From the series of events happening on the other side, the doctor gleaned a clue: the other person had likely mistaken him for someone else, thinking he was the one currently occupying his identity.

But is "Saint of Truth" what that guy is called? That title does have a certain style of its own.

The doctor, with a thousand thoughts swirling in his mind, ultimately chose to disguise himself, to pretend to be the root cause of the current situation, the one who was pretending to be himself.

Ah, if that's the case...

So now, aren't you just pretending to be a fake yourself?

The doctor thought to himself with mixed feelings, while Ebony Throat was somewhat agitated upon hearing the other party's admission:

"Very well, Mr. Solomon, would you be interested in discussing a deal?"

Upon hearing this, the doctor straightened his clothes, sat down on the table, and crossed his legs: "A deal? What kind of deal do you want with me?"

Everything comes at a price. If you want to make a deal, are you prepared with the resources and capital you'll need for it?

The doctor smiled slightly and said calmly, "Even though he has given up his power, Solomon is still Solomon. He has not given up his former magnanimity."

“We understand this perfectly well, and the person behind me who wants to make this deal has already prepared the price for it.”

King Solomon, you can always trust in our strength. Our military capabilities can overthrow His Majesty Einzbern's rule at any time, and our intelligence gathering abilities can uncover your true identity that you have been hiding all along.

Partnering with us was the right thing to do; this situation was exactly as that person had anticipated. We are ready for the path you seek.

Upon hearing this, Roman deliberately spoke in a low voice, "Interesting. As for the specifics, I'll wait until I've completed my initial plan and personally assess your strength before making a decision."

If your capabilities truly qualify me to collaborate with you, then I wouldn't mind a mutually beneficial partnership.

After hearing these words, Ebony Maw pretended to know nothing and praised the knife:

“King Solomon, you can rest assured about our strength.”

After a moment's thought, the doctor tentatively asked, "Well, what are your plans regarding Einzbern?"

After processing Ebony Maw's words, the doctor felt that perhaps their loyalty to Ilya wasn't absolute.

Besides Illya, the Ebony Maw in front of her also served another being, one she was unaware of.

Chapter 727: The Earth Cat Cult Pharaoh is Terrifying

"The infamy of Solomon, the King of All Demons, is known to everyone from the history of humankind to the spiritual world. Your identity is no secret to powerful beings like our Lord."

Seeing the certainty in Dr. Ebony Maw's tone, devoid of any doubt, he reluctantly accepted something. It seemed that he still couldn't escape his identity as Solomon and live a peaceful life.

The one who took over his identity was probably planning to push himself to the forefront as a shield.

But that's fine. Since you're using me as a shield, then don't blame me for using the prestige you've built up.

"Very well, then tell me your purpose."

Upon hearing Ebony Maw's words, Ebony Maw replied directly, "We need your power. If it were the power of Solomon, the Lord of Truth, holding off Her Majesty Ilya would be a piece of cake."

Upon hearing this, Roman was certain that he had guessed correctly, and he looked at Ebony Maw with mixed feelings.

Why does this guy in front of me think he's capable of dealing with Ilya, who sounds ridiculous and seems even stronger than I was in my previous life?

For the sake of pan-human history, telling some lies should be forgivable, right?

With this in mind, the doctor patted his heart and gave a harmless smile, saying:

"Fine, Ilya is nothing to me, but there's no need to be mysterious now. Tell me your true identity."

Now that a cooperation has been reached, there is no need to hide it.

In response to the doctor's question, Ebony Throat replied in a very relaxed tone: "Of course, I have no intention of deceiving my partners. Being one of the two great apostles of light of the Earth Cat Cult is just my cover."

Actually, I am not loyal to the Earth Cat Cult, I am loyal to...

At this point, Ebony Throat paused for a moment, and the doctor, realizing what was happening, looked on with confusion.

"Wait, what the heck is the Earth Cat Cult?"

The doctor, who wasn't good at lying in wait, asked instinctively, and immediately sensed something was wrong.

That Earth Cat Cult seems very powerful; perhaps the true Holy Lord of Truth knows about it.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce it. If the Earth Cat Cult were in our world, it would be equivalent to an enhanced version of the Holy Church that also serves as the Magic Association."

Moreover, in some respects, the Earth Cat Cult has surpassed most churches. The Pharaoh who founded the cult reformed many of its uncivilized rules.

The leader of this sect is more often referred to as Pharaoh than as a religious leader.

Ebony Maw explained in a tone that showed no doubt whatsoever, and the doctor secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the person from this parallel world in front of him had no doubts.

"This name... is really outrageous, both in terms of the sect name and the title of the leader. Is it really appropriate for a religious leader in Egypt to call himself Pharaoh?"

The doctor grumbled, finding it hard to imagine how a religion with a name as unorthodox as the Flying Spaghetti Monster could replace the Holy Church.

"Although the Pharaoh's status is nominally the same as that of the religious leader, in reality, the religious leader has historically been superior to the Pharaoh."

As for the name... well, the historical gap is too great. In our world, Egypt is the most powerful country, and the cat, which is worshipped by Egyptians, has become a highly respected creature.

By the way, since you seem unfamiliar with this, let me warn you: be careful of followers of the Earth Cat Cult.

Upon hearing this, the doctor asked in a puzzled tone, "Why is that?"

"Naturally, it's because of the eternal founder of the Earth Cat Cult."

Ebony Maw quickly replied, at which point the doctor showed an interested expression. He was quite interested in learning about the cat-worshipping religion in this parallel world.

"Founder?"

The doctor's tone was full of curiosity, and Ebony Throat explained as he wished:

"The biggest difference between our world and your world is the existence of that founder. If it weren't for that founder, Egypt wouldn't have become the world's superpower."

The founder of the Earth Cat Cult I'm talking about was an Egyptian pharaoh, generally known as the Sea Cat.

Egypt prospered, the Sea Cat King came, but Ra did not give birth to the Sea Cat, and the world remained in perpetual darkness.

Egypt cannot lose the sea cat, just as the West cannot lose Jerusalem.

The lack of sea cats is precisely why Egypt has fallen into its current embarrassing situation of not even having a permanent seat on the Security Council.

Although we are not on the same side as the sea cat, the greatness of that Pharaoh truly deserves our respect.

Ebony Maw's series of praises made the doctor nod: "It seems that the sea cat is indeed a very great pharaoh, but what is his relationship with the Little Cat Cult?"

"Perhaps there was never any Umineko from the beginning, or perhaps everyone is Umineko, OCEAN CAT. That ancient being called Umineko has become a great will far beyond human comprehension."

Irresistible, unimaginable, every member of the Earth Cat Cult is an anchor for the Sea Cat. Those who have mastered the art of summoning cats have an extremely small chance of calling upon the immortal Sea Cat, whose consciousness is eternally present in the world.

After the summoning is completed, they will enter a state called Proxy Operation. If this state is related to Pharaoh Sea Cat, it will evolve into an even more terrifying Pharaoh Proxy, in which Sea Cat will temporarily occupy the body of the summoner.

Legend has it that activating Pharaoh's proxy requires a heavy price to pay, but the last time Pharaoh's proxy was used was a long time ago.

"This is the Pharaoh Hai Mao, the first leader of the religion whom I chose to infiltrate after a long and difficult process. The last time I did so was decades ago."

After listening to Ebony Maw's speech, the doctor nodded with a serious expression. This Sea Cat didn't sound like a good person.

Pharaoh Sea Cat... Although the chances of summoning a cat through a summoning spell are small, one should not be too careful when encountering Earth's cat cultists.