Chapter 545 The human side of Amon!
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Susie, on the carpet, was carefully "dealing with" the pulled pork in front of her to avoid dirtying the carpet. Finally, Susie stuck out her tongue, licked the meat scraps into her mouth, and commented, "The taste is really good, I mean, very unique."
She glanced at Audrey, who was gazing out the window at the thin mist, "Audrey, you seem a little worried. You've been sitting there spacing out since Hobert left."
"I suddenly realized that the world doesn't revolve around any one person," she smiled. "Everyone has their own ideas, everyone has a reason to be respected, and everyone has their own destiny."
Susie's eyes were somewhat blank. "Does every dog have its own ideas too?"
Audrey smiled and said, "Susie, you didn't understand what I meant."
"What I mean is, being too self-centered might go against the operating rules of this world."
Susie stuck out her tongue and then said, "Now I finally realize that I'm just a dog."
She found that she didn't understand Audrey's feelings at all.
Audrey smiled and stroked the dog's head. "There's also something else that worries me."
She took a deep breath, "Today, Hobert suddenly told me not to give up on him. I can feel his deep concern. Has he encountered some difficulties recently?"
Susie said, "You can inquire about it from his friends."
Audrey gently shook her head. "He doesn't seem to have the desire to confide in anyone about this matter. His friends probably don't know his worries either."
Fors might know about it, but for some reason, she didn't want to ask.
Fortunately, judging from Hobert's expression, it wasn't anything too urgent. Audrey decided to talk to Hobert about it when she had the chance later.
...
After Hobert had been at work for two days, the news that he was working at MI9 spread like wildfire.
In everyone's opinion, it was reasonable to have such an arrangement for him, after all, he and his father had been undercover in Feynapotter for so long.
Although Hobert didn't feel like he was doing any undercover work, in everyone's eyes, that was his undercover life.
When everyone knew that Hobert had a public position and was working in a key department like MI9, the invitations to Hobert increased. There were balls in the evening, and invitations to appreciate operas, dramas, and symphonies during the day.
However, Hobert refused them all on the grounds that he was busy with work. After having a public position, he had the right to refuse certain invitations.
So those invitations were all concentrated on the weekends. There were a few that he really couldn't refuse, such as the invitations from Earl Hall and Earl Wolfe, so he had to agree.
Friday morning in the restaurant, Elizabeth said, "Mr. Hobert, can I go to the banquet with you tonight?"
She smiled and explained, "My parents have urgent matters and have returned to Tingen City, so they asked me to attend the banquet tonight on their behalf."
Elizabeth's mother was the daughter of a down-and-out nobleman in Backlund. In her generation, she only had the title of baronet, but she was still a nobleman and was invited to attend balls by many nobles.
Hobert had met her mother several times at the balls in the past few days, but because their circles were different, they just exchanged simple pleasantries after meeting.
"No problem," Hobert smiled. "We can keep each other company."
Dophis, who was standing next to him, said, "Earl, we should also prepare a ball to reciprocate the nobles who invited you."
Hobert frowned. "You can take care of the preparations."
"I need you to set the time." Dophis felt a lot of pressure, but he was also somewhat helpless.
"Let's do it in late April," Hobert said. "That way we'll have more time to prepare."
"I need a specific date!"
April 5th would be a good day for Hobert, but there wasn't enough time to prepare, so he said, "Then let's do it on April 22nd!"
Dophis nodded. "Okay."
After breakfast, Hobert took a carriage to MI9. Just as he walked down the stairs to the third basement level, he saw Sharlene standing at the stairwell. "Chief, Chief Qonas's secretary just came to extend an invitation, inviting you to Chief Qonas's office to taste the newly shipped coffee from the Southern Continent."
Hobert was slightly stunned. "I see, thank you for the reminder."
Saying this, he knocked on the door of Qonas's office and then pushed it open directly. The structure of the other party's office was the same as the structure of Hobert's office, with a secretary's office outside.
Qonas's secretary immediately stood up and said, "Chief Hobert, please come in."
After thanking him with a smile, Hobert followed the secretary to the office inside.
Qonas was grinding coffee with a coffee machine. His broad physique seemed to be able to crush the small coffee machine into an iron cake at any time. "It'll be ready soon, sit down."
The secretary went out and closed the door.
Hobert didn't sit down, but looked at Qonas's coffee-grinding movements. "It can be seen that the chief enjoys this process very much."
"Yes." Qonas seemed to say with a deep meaning, "I like the process of crushing coffee beans into powder."
As he spoke, he began to brew coffee. Before long, each of them had a cup of steaming coffee in their hands.
Hobert took a shallow sip. "It tastes really good!"
So bitter, so bad, why not prepare sugar cubes?
"Coffee at this time is the most mellow." Qonas made a gesture to sit down. "It allows me to find the best state."
The two sat down on the sofa. Hobert didn't know what he wanted from him, so he chatted with him.
Qonas asked, "How does it feel after working for a few days?"
"The food is pretty good."
"Ha!" Qonas laughed and asked, "I heard that your life is very frugal, eating only one soup, one dish, and a piece of bread per meal."
"It's enough." Hobert said meaningfully, "You should also know that you don't need to eat much for each meal."
In fact, one dish is enough, and the extra food is a waste.
Qonas smiled and said meaningfully, "That's true."
He suddenly jumped to another topic, "Although the Director-General instructed me not to arrange any substantive work for you, some clubs still want to invite you to participate."
Hobert knew that he was getting to the point.
"Do you have time on Sunday morning?" Qonas asked. "I'll take you to join the East Balam Retired Officers Club."
Hobert was stunned. The name of this club sounded a little familiar. He said, "I'm not an officer who retired from East Balam."
"The club was initially established by retired officers from East Balam." Qonas smiled. "Your father, Duke Christian, made outstanding contributions to the development of this club, attracting more groups."
"Now the club has many members from places other than East Balam, with retired or active officers participating, and it has a very promising development prospect."
Hobert then remembered that Klein had negotiated the arms deal with the Southern Continent here.
Qonas continued, "I heard that your father didn't invite you to join this club, but I think I should bring you into this circle."
He guessed that Christian must have felt that Hobert had no military experience, so it was not easy to come forward and introduce Hobert to join this first-class club. At this time, as Hobert's superior, of course he couldn't turn a blind eye.
"Thank you for your recommendation." Hobert smiled. "Of course I have time on Sunday morning."
"I'll treat you to lunch at the Loen Kingdom Hotel. Please be sure to honor me with your presence."
He had heard of the East Balam Retired Veterans Club in the Mercenary Club before. It was one of the best clubs in the military, and many active generals were members of the club.
Moreover, its nature was different from that of the Mercenary Club. The Mercenary Club had semi-official components and also Beyonder gatherings, while the East Balam Retired Veterans Club was said to be a place where officers helped each other, exchanged information, and did business.
Because of Christian's relationship, Hobert almost naturally carried the label of "military force". Since he already had such a label, he might as well use the convenience brought by these labels.
After agreeing on this matter, the two chatted for a few more words before Hobert returned to his office.
As soon as he entered the secretary's office, Hobert saw a military officer in his thirties with a very ordinary appearance waiting there. "Byron!"
The other party was Byron, the "Mask Man" responsible for contacting Xio. Before "betraying" Loen, Hobert had also sold him Beyonder characteristics several times.
Byron smiled and said, "I didn't expect that when we meet again, you would already be my superior."
Hobert smiled. "Please come in."
The two sat down in the reception area. After the secretary served tea, Byron told Hobert that he had just returned from a business trip from another place and heard that there was a new chief. At first, he thought it was the same name, but after inquiring, he realized that it was really Earl Hobert, so he came to visit.
Hobert asked, "How has Xio been doing recently?"
"Pretty good!" Byron replied seriously.
"I hope you can give her some high-paying, safe tasks." Hobert said casually.
"I understand." Byron said, "Several times I wanted to develop her into a formal member. She is now an 'Interrogator' and only needs to go through the motions to become a senior staff member."
Hobert sighed. "She may have her own ideas."
Neither of them revealed Xio's secret.
"I'm currently handling the case of Lord Bradley," Byron said suddenly.
Hobert was slightly stunned. Last night, he had just received a request for help from Lord Bradley's daughter, Norma, and today Byron came to talk to him about it.
He smiled. "You don't think I have anything to do with this case, do you?"
"I didn't mean that." Byron quickly explained, "We may have arrested people too quickly and didn't give Bradley a way to seek self-rescue."
"I heard that his daughter asked you for help, so I came to report this matter to you."
Hobert instantly understood what Byron meant. MI9 not only had the responsibility of collecting intelligence externally, but also had the power to internally monitor whether there were spies.
They often found wealthy people and nobles who accidentally made mistakes in this regard. Few of them were real spies, but they needed to donate a large sum of money to regain their freedom.
This was an important source of financial income for MI9.
Byron's meaning was obvious. He wanted to ask Hobert to mediate in the middle, get the ransom, and release Lord Bradley and his son.
After figuring out this question, Hobert prepared to refuse. Although he could get a portion of the ransom by mediating, he didn't want to get involved in this matter.
But before he could open his mouth, he suddenly thought: Qonas just came to me this morning, and now Byron is here to give me money, is this a coincidence?
Immediately, he came to the conclusion: This is definitely not a coincidence.
With a thought, Hobert already understood that this was Qonas's test for him, or rather, this was Qonas's method of distinguishing whether he was "one of us."
Working in a department like MI9, it's not enough to say that you don't get involved in anything.
If you want to integrate into this department, you must bind your interests to this department so that everyone can rest assured.
Hobert realized that if he refused now, not only would he be isolated, but there would also be a risk of being targeted.
So after considering for a few seconds, he smiled and said, "I didn't expect that as soon as I started working at MI9, such a lucrative case would be sent to my hands."
Byron also smiled and said, "It's great that you can agree, otherwise this case would not be able to continue."
Hobert took a sip of tea, didn't say anything, chatted for a while, and Byron left.
Hobert sat in his office chair and thought about this matter again. After confirming that his guess was correct, he started touching fish again, using "Travel" to come to the manor in the suburbs.
Fitch and the others had already started working, especially Fitch. Perhaps he felt that this job was hard-won, so he was extremely efficient. He had already drawn several versions of the turbine drawings and had already started looking for factories to order the corresponding parts.
At the same time, he already had a draft of a large generator. The first large generator is estimated to be assembled in a week or two.
The reason for such high efficiency is not only because Hobert's some new concepts and ideas solved many creative problems in his design work, but also because the concept of large generators has long existed in the scientific community. Now Fitch is just making breakthrough improvements according to Hobert's requirements.
Research on tungsten filaments has already begun. They are now studying what inert gas to use to ensure the stable operation of the tungsten filaments. It is estimated that the first tungsten filament light bulb will be made next week.
As for rubber, there has been no breakthrough, but with the current technology, it is no problem to use rubber on wires.
Gerna, the researcher in charge of rubber-related research, said when Hobert was about to leave, "Mr. Earl, yesterday my teacher Isaac wrote me a letter introducing a new research result and hoping to invite you to take a look."
Hobert was stunned. "Why didn't he write to me directly?"
"This teacher didn't say." Gerna smiled.
In fact, Isaac said in the letter that he had already looked for several nobles, but none of them were willing to invest in that result, so he wanted to ask his students to help test whether Earl Hobert had the willingness to invest.
"I'll send a car to pick you up this afternoon." Hobert said, "Let's visit Professor Isaac together."
Anyway, I have nothing to do this afternoon. Originally, he planned to go to Longtail Island again, but this time there was no specific purpose, so it wasn't urgent. He could go to Backlund Technical University to take a look first.
So, Hobert returned to the Earl's mansion and asked Dophis to send a car to the manor to pick up Gerna. He himself returned to MI9 to enjoy lunch.
Today's lunch was mainly seafood. The shrimp and crab vegetable soup was very satisfying to Hobert. On the other hand, the golden-backed fox fish, which was worth 6 pounds, was not as delicious as the soup.
In the afternoon, Hobert took a carriage to the entrance of Backlund University to meet Gerna. The two of them came to Isaac's office together, and Gerna explained their intentions to Isaac.
When Isaac heard that Hobert was interested in investing in the new material he had researched, he became even more enthusiastic and immediately took them to the material room in the laboratory.
"This experiment started last year," Isaac said, "At that time, I wanted to find a material to protect glass or valuables during long-distance transportation, but the final result was not very satisfactory. It was too hard."
He took out a piece of light yellow, translucent material from a glass bottle: "I got the patent for this new material some time ago, so I started looking for investment.
"Although this material cannot protect valuables, I accidentally discovered that it can be used to make cellophane to replace more expensive frosted glass, which can be used in bedrooms and bathrooms."
Hobert looked at the piece of material: Why does it look like plastic?
He asked, "Can I touch it and try it?"
Isaac handed it to Hobert: "Of course you can."
Hobert held it in his hand. It wasn't very hard, but it did feel like plastic: "Where did you extract this from?"
"From soybean oil," Isaac said immediately.
Hobert opened his mouth: I haven't read much, don't lie to me, can plastic be extracted from soybean oil?
He touched it carefully again, and it really had the texture of that kind of not-soft-not-hard plastic. He couldn't help but wonder: Is this a compensation from Beyonders powers for this world without oil?
In fact, what Hobert didn't know was that in the Common Era, soybean oil plastic was not new in the scientific community in order to find biodegradable plastic.
It's just that the process is more complicated and the cost is higher than petroleum plastic, so this concept has not been popularized.
Overall, Hobert's previous idea of finding alternatives to petroleum was correct, but this kind of search can only be like it is now: basically relying on luck.
Seeing Hobert in deep thought, Isaac thought he had some concerns, so he continued to explain: "This material has good plasticity and extensibility. Perhaps more uses can be found in practical applications..."
Hobert came back to his senses and interrupted Isaac: "Professor, I do have investment intentions, but I have one condition: either you resign and go to my place to concentrate on researching more uses for this material, or sell me the patent."
Isaac was slightly stunned. He was about to refuse when Hobert said again: "I will give you three times your current salary, and if you have other research that interests me, I will invest in it."
This made the professor fall into deep thought again, but he finally smiled: "I still like the atmosphere of the school."
Then he said: "But I don't want to sell the patent either."
"Then we can cooperate in the future," Hobert smiled: "Frankly speaking, this material may have wider uses, but as a new material, it is still very immature.
"I have to invest a lot of money to research more of its properties and uses. Of course, this investment may be wasted, and no use can be found.
"Please forgive me for speaking frankly, the demand for cellophane is not large, and it cannot impress me to invest at all.
"For me, it is not cost-effective to invest now. It is safer to wait until you find new investment, and then I will spend more money to make a new round of investment if there is really a good use."
Isaac smiled bitterly. He knew that what Hobert said was true. Many similar projects saw huge prospects, but when conducting further research, they could not find new investment due to the high cost, and the research projects could only be shelved.
And the future of this material is unknown. Currently, Hobert is the only one who has shown investment intentions in this material, which makes Isaac have to consider the interests of those investors in this research project.
Hobert added: "Maybe it can be like this, I will buy the patent, take it back to do new research, and then invite you to be a visiting professor at my research institute to provide some guidance to your students."
In this way, even if this material achieves something in the future, people will not forget Isaac's contribution.
For researchers at Isaac's level, money is no longer a big attraction to him. He hopes that his name can be widely circulated in the scientific community in the future.
So, after a little consideration, Isaac agreed: "Three people have invested in this research one after another. I hope to sell the patent at a 30% premium on this investment."
This will make it easier to discuss this transaction with investors.
"No problem!" Hobert asked: "How much money is needed?"
"8000 pounds!"
Hobert took out his checkbook and immediately wrote the check: "My butler will follow up on this matter later. The technical connection will be handed over to Gerna."
Isaac took the check: "You are a generous Earl."
Because of a material with unknown uses, he paid 8,000 pounds so readily. Such generosity is not common among nobles.
Hobert said with great interest: "Can you show me other products that are looking for investment? Maybe I still have the intention to invest."
Isaac couldn't ask for more: "Of course!"
But Hobert had no intention of investing in other research. To be precise, in Hobert's view, they were not very practical.
In the carriage on the way back, Hobert said to Gerna: "After returning, recruit a few classmates to form a team and immediately conduct research on plastics in two directions."
"Plas, plastic?" Gerna was a little surprised by this new word.
"Yes, plastic! I named the new material I bought today plastic," Hobert said with a smile and continued: "First, study it in the hard direction, for example, you can use its strong plasticity to make pipes or plates.
"Then study it in the soft direction to make packaging bags, films and other materials."
Hobert's chemistry is not very good. He only remembers that plastics need additives and stabilizers. The most important task now is to find these additives and stabilizers.
He reminded again: "Although this task is not urgent, it is very important!"
Just like the telephone research task he arranged before, it is the core competitiveness of the future!
Gerna, who was on the side, was stunned. Then he realized that the Earl already had many ideas, so he made the investment.
If the direction is specified, the future research costs will be greatly reduced, and the time to achieve results will also be greatly shortened.
Of course, Hobert still used the sealed artifact "Secrets Keeper" when talking about this matter.
[T/N: not sure if i named it, its a S4 of Door pathway I believe]
Back in his office, Hobert was in a great mood. He read the newspaper for a while and it was time to get off work.
There was still a dance party to attend in the evening. After Hobert changed into formal attire, he found that Elizabeth had changed into a beautiful long dress, which made her whole temperament more dignified, and her lovely baby fat just right showed her youthful atmosphere.
Hobert smiled: "The young men at today's dance party will definitely line up to ask you to dance."
Elizabeth smiled shyly: "But I'm not very proficient in some dance steps."
"It doesn't matter, I think those young men will understand you."
The two talked and got into the carriage.
Hobert said: "At the previous dance parties, I have communicated with Lord Atwood. Later, when I invite him to participate in the dance party I am organizing, I will talk to him about your university issue."
He explained: "Lord Atwood is the current Minister of Education. I think as long as you don't do too badly on the exam, it won't be a problem to enter Backlund University."
Elizabeth was about to thank him, but Hobert smiled: "This is Mr. Ulysses's entrustment, and you are also Serena's good friend. Our time in Tingen City was pleasant, so we are friends. It is reasonable and reasonable for me to help you."
This made Elizabeth embarrassed to say thank you, so she talked about another topic: "A few days ago, I talked to Serena about going to university. Her point of view is that it is better to stay by your side early and learn some political and management skills than going to university."
"This depends on personal aspirations," Hobert smiled: "Serena is indeed not the material for going to university. Her communication skills are very strong. After learning some management skills, she will have broad development space.
"But your situation and Melissa's situation seem to be different, and the expectations your parents have for you are also different."
Elizabeth's uncle and father were both of humble origin. Mr. Ulysses was the illegitimate son of a down-and-out nobleman and did not even have the qualifications to inherit the title. According to Christian, his life was very poor when he was young.
And Elizabeth's father was the son of a shoemaker. Later, he started his business by following Ulysses.
They all have infinite longing for university campuses. Now that their lives are rich, they want their children to receive what they consider to be the best university education.
For Elizabeth, this is also a good opportunity to expand her network, after all, the main group of college students now is the children of wealthy businessmen or officials.
Elizabeth nodded slowly, looking a little confused.
Hobert didn't say anything more, after all, the path of one's life must be found by oneself.
This time Elizabeth attended the dance party with Hobert, and many people thought that Elizabeth was the Countess that Hobert had never brought to formal occasions before.
Many lords saw Elizabeth, who had naturally curly brown hair and was young and beautiful, and immediately felt that their daughter's chances were not great.
Because Elizabeth had not yet come of age, she had not attended such gatherings before, and she was somewhat at a loss.
Fortunately, there was also a familiar person, Tyron, who was also somewhat at a loss, and the two of them found a sense of confidant.
Hobert chatted with Audrey, Glaint, and other friends for a while, and seeing Norma, who was still looking worried in the distance, he beckoned to her.
Norma was stunned for a moment, then ran over with joy: "Earl Hobert, what are your orders?"
"I inquired about it for you today," Hobert said: "Captain Byron is now in charge of your father and brother's case. I have made an appointment with Byron to discuss this matter at my mansion tomorrow morning. You can also come and see if there is any hope of rescuing your father and brother."
Norma was somewhat incredible. These past two days, she had been asking for help at the dance party every day, but the answers she received were similar. They all said they would help inquire about it, and then it was like a stone sinking into the sea, without any news.
What she didn't expect was that Earl Hobert actually helped her inquire.
"I, how should I thank you?" Norma asked excitedly.
Hobert smiled: "Let's talk about this tomorrow."
"Yes, yes, yes!" Norma said: "I will definitely go to your mansion early tomorrow."
After thanking Hobert a few more times, Norma quickly went to tell her mother the good news.
Audrey smiled: "Hobert, I didn't expect you to really help."
She paused and then said: "But it's good to help. This lady's bewildered and helpless look is pitiful."
As someone who was exposed to noble education from an early age, she was very clear about the principle of sympathy is sympathy, but don't put yourself in trouble, so after learning that Earl Hallber didn't plan to help Lord Bradley, she didn't continue to pay attention to this matter.
Hobert smiled helplessly: "This matter came to me."
Then he said: "If there is a chance, we will talk in detail later."
...
Bayam, Tony Manor.
Rafter wrote the letter to the "Blessed" with some excitement. He finally knew the secret of Tony Manor!
But what made him even more excited was that the "Blessed" was actually Hobert!
After he got the method of summoning the messenger before, he didn't care about it. Just now, he found that he summoned Hobert Jeffrey's messenger!
This is a celebrity from some time ago!
He didn't expect that the "Blessed" would become an Earl just like that!
After sending away the messenger, Rafter began to clean up the altar. At this time, he seemed to pinch his eye sockets subconsciously, smoothed the non-existent monocle, and muttered: "This messenger is actually an angel in poor condition!"
Then he "hehe" smiled: "'Creator's' Blessed! Interesting!"
Rafter's expression was natural, as if he hadn't said those words just now.
...
Backlund, 62 Empress Borough.
Today's dance party is finally over. Hobert was considering whether to go to Fors and continue "dancing" when he suddenly felt something in his spirituality and saw the messenger coming out of the void.
After getting the letter that popped out of the coffin, Hobert took a look and it was actually Rafter's letter!
Since Rafter went to Bayam, it was as if he had disappeared into thin air.
Opening the letter and looking at a few lines, from the wording and the few flamboyant letters, it can be seen that Rafter was a little excited when writing this letter.
The more Hobert read, the more surprised he was.
Rafter is now a tutor at Tony Manor. On his first day on the job, he discovered that this manor was very strange and that he seemed to easily forget his purpose.
This reminded him of the butler's warning: after nightfall, one must stay within their own courtyard.
After observing for a while, he indeed discovered that as soon as it was night, as soon as he left his courtyard, he would immediately forget his purpose.
Rafter suspected that Tony Manor had a powerful sealed artifact, so he launched a secret investigation.
Rafter was shocked to discover that many young people of the Tony family were actually sacrificing to an evil god!
He didn't know who the young people of the Tony family were sacrificing to, but he attached a symbol pointing to the object of sacrifice in the letter.
As the investigation progressed, Rafter discovered that the Tony family, which could stir up storms in Bayam, was actually a descendant of another Tudor family!
More than a hundred years ago, this branch of the Tudor family rose through colonial wars and gained a lot of benefits in the Rorsted Archipelago.
Rafter believed this matter was important, so he immediately reported it to the 'Favored of God'.
At the same time, he found the location of that powerful sealed artifact and investigated it thoroughly. It was a Grade 1 sealed artifact of the 'Theft' pathway.
He asked the 'Favored of God' if he wanted to take the opportunity to steal it.
While reading this letter, Hobert first thought: so the three branches of the Tudor family are complete.
One branch is the family that changed its name to the Pound family, with only Rafter as the sole official member, one branch is the family where Angus is located, and one branch is the Tony family of Bayam.
What surprised Hobert was the symbol that Rafter drew on the letter, the symbol pointing to the object of sacrifice.
This abstract symbol consisted of winding vertical and horizontal lines, as well as several dots.
This pattern was too familiar to him! That's right, it was the pattern pointing to the 'Uncertain Mist'.
In other words, the young people of the Tony family are sacrificing to the 'Uncertain Mist'!
As for stealing the sealed artifact of the 'Marauder' pathway, Hobert had no such thoughts at all.
Not to mention that the belief in the 'Uncertain Mist' made Hobert somewhat apprehensive, the key point was that the strength of such a family was not weak.
Although he had now advanced to a demigod, he was not crazy enough to challenge an Angel family.
Another point was that Hobert seriously suspected that these people were crazy!
They were actually using the sealed artifact of the 'Marauder' pathway to guard them every night?
What if they attracted something not very good?
Should he change the Tony family to the Amon family in the future?
This guy has a habit of collecting all the Beyonder characteristics of the 'Marauder' pathway that he encounters!
After becoming a demigod, Hobert's seal on his memories of Amon was lifted somewhat, in order to avoid encountering Amon because his reaction was a beat too slow.
After reading the letter, Hobert noticed that the messenger had not left. He was slightly stunned and immediately asked: "Is there something wrong with Rafter's condition?"
"Yes, he has been 'parasitized'." The coffin stood in front of Hobert: "If he had written this letter to you a few days later, he would have been completely beyond saving."
Hobert twitched the corner of his mouth: "I knew it!"
He directly put 1-101 in the 'Nation of Disorder' when he didn't need it, for fear of bad luck and encountering 'unclean things'.
Then Hobert discovered: "You answered my question without actively asking for a donut?"
"Ha, I was waiting for you to ask that." The messenger immediately said: "How about we make a deal? Let's hunt Amon's avatars together. My request is not much, just six 'Worms of Time'!"
Hobert twitched the corner of his mouth: "Are you serious?"
"If it were Amon's main body, I wouldn't have had such an idea." The messenger said: "But it's just his avatars, they are not difficult to deal with."
Hobert scratched his head. He realized that most of his memories about Amon were sealed in the 'Nation of Disorder': "I remember Amon's avatars are also very difficult to deal with."
"That's just because you don't understand Amon. With me here, this operation will definitely be successful."
Hobert was stunned: "You seem to know Amon very well?"
"Yes."
"How well?"
"Slept with Him."
Hobert thought he had heard wrong: "H-He also has needs in that area?"
Then he realized that this messenger's surname was Tudor. During the Tudor Empire era, she was in the same camp as Amon.
"Everyone has an unknown side, and Amon is no exception." The messenger had no intention of avoiding this question: "To be honest, He performed quite well in that area."
[T/N: :skull:]
Hobert pinched his forehead. Although he couldn't recall all the information about Amon, he always felt that it was somewhat different from the Amon in his memory.
The messenger continued: "Generally speaking, when Amon arranges his avatars, he will follow the principle of one main and many strong ones."
"I estimate that in the entire Rorsted Archipelago, there is only one avatar that is probably close to Sequence 2. There will definitely be some other avatars around, but their levels will only be Sequence 3 and 4."
"Do you know why?"
The messenger answered herself: "Because His avatars are unwilling to accept orders from other avatars. I have seen several times when His avatars fought after 'referendums' because they were unwilling to support the referendum results."
"Only when Amon's main body arrives will His avatars settle down."
"It's the same in other places. There can only be one Sequence 2 avatar in the same area."
"The 'Worm of Time' parasitizing Rafter didn't even recognize me, which means it's just an unimportant avatar, at most only at the Sequence 2 level."
"It sounds scary that other avatars swarm up, but His avatars won't take risks unless they receive orders from the main body."
"As long as an angel appears on the battlefield, those avatars will scatter and tell other avatars and the main body about the attack."
Hobert twitched the corner of his mouth: "Isn't that scary enough? What if another Sequence 2 level avatar is called in? Even if an angel doesn't come, it's quite troublesome for me to be targeted by other avatars."
"So you need to prepare a space in a hidden state." The messenger in the coffin seemed to be smiling: "As far as I know, the Evernight Goddess also likes 'Worms of Time'.
"Even if Amon's other avatars follow the clues, we are not afraid. We can launch another hunt."
Hobert seemed to recall something: "I'm just afraid that my thoughts of asking you for help will be stolen at that time."
He remembered that Klein seemed to have had such an experience.
"No." The messenger said: "As long as you carry your cane with you, you will have a chance to ask for help."
Hobert was stunned. To be precise, it was the 'Order Crystal' in his hand, right?
He could bring some items out of the 'Nation of Disorder' to use. This was indeed different from Klein.
He thought for a while before saying: "Let me think about it, I'll summon you again later."
Watching the messenger leave, Hobert waited for a minute or two before entering the 'Nation of Disorder'.
The memories about Amon that he sealed here immediately appeared in his mind.
Hobert smiled: What surprised me was that Amon actually had a human side, and judging from the messenger's tone, she seemed to be very happy, maybe His performance was indeed very good!
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