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Thinking back to the danger just now, I still feel a little scared——

It really proves the saying that those who can survive long in the mysterious world are all fucking bastards!

The witch smiled at me on the surface, looking very naughty, but in fact she had already dug a trap to kill me. If I hadn't had some special abilities, I might have died there. +狐*恋*文!茓- +首~發?

However, when she heard me say "Lilith", she attacked me directly. Does she have a grudge against Lilith, or does she have a good relationship with Lilith?

We have to find a way to confirm it.

If it was an enemy, it would be fine. But if it was a friend, then could I just let go of the "revenge" for almost killing me just now?

No matter how I think about it, I feel unhappy and unwilling!

He suddenly sat up straight with a start, frowning on his face, and tapping his thighs with his fingers quickly: "No, considering my words and actions tonight, my previous judgment may be wrong. The influence of Bernadette's memory on me... should not be a rebellious mentality."

Compared with before,

My emotions are more easily affected, and I act on my own accord, thus doing irrational things. I am more likely to show my emotions on my face, and I do things without considering the consequences...

The more Edward thought about it, the darker his face became. "How can this be called rebelliousness? It's just childishness. No, I just behaved like a child!"

"…"

grass!

The only good news is that I am not always in a "childish" state. Under normal circumstances, I can still think and judge calmly and rationally as before.

But does this make sense?

When the situation really comes to a head, my childish nature kicks in and I definitely say "who cares about thinking and judgment? I'll just go for it!"

It might not be too serious if it were in any other world, but in this mysterious world full of old perverts, it is too deadly.

Edward suddenly scratched his head, but... it seems that even if I am in a "normal" state, I can't compete with those guys in terms of brains and scheming. Maybe if I don't care, I can beat the master to death with random punches. ?Qi~Sheng+Xiao′Tax?Wang· ￠Sin~Xin′Zhang′Jie*Geng?Xin\Kuai?

Just as he thought of this, he quickly slapped his head: "Have you forgotten how the God of War died in the original book? The God of War's fists were powerful enough, but he was still killed by a backstab. He still wanted to kill the teacher with random punches. How naive."

He stood up, put his hands behind his back and walked back and forth on the bed, but after walking for a while he began to doubt whether his current behavior was influenced by his "childishness" again.

I quickly sat down cross-legged, holding my chin and shaking my legs. But after a while, I began to doubt whether my current behavior was wrong... So I was neither standing nor sitting, nor lying, nor lying on my stomach.

Ah! I am so fed up!

Chapter 574 Amon's Anus Tightens

Boom boom boom.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Du Bois's voice came: "Boss, are you back?"

"right."

Edward answered subconsciously, then immediately remembered that it was a child's voice, so he quickly changed his tone and said, "It's me."

It was quiet outside for a while, and Dubois asked hesitantly: "Are you... okay? Do you need me to do anything for you?"

"No..."

Just as he finished speaking, he smacked his lips and said, "Give me a glass of milk."

"OK."

Du Bois walked away quickly without asking any more questions.

A few minutes later, there was another knock on the door.

"Come in."

Edward sat back on the bed, crossed his legs with his arms folded, and waved to open the door.

"…"

Sure enough, when Dubois entered the door, he was completely confused, but he quickly reacted and handed over the milk: "Boss, are you...experiencing life?"

Edward said unhappily, "What experience? This is a curse."

Dubois's face straightened. "Is it serious?"

"It's hard to say. It won't cause direct harm to my life, but it may have some impact on my personality and habits. ￠小^税!C`M`S_ .蕪′错¨內~内容-"

DuBois was stunned for a moment, then immediately entered the audience state and observed Edward carefully. Judging from his aura, there seemed to be no difference from before.

Edward drank the milk in one gulp, wiped the milk stains from the corners of his mouth and said, "I will try my best to maintain my previous image, but if it doesn't work, you can just... say that I am Klein Sparrow's son."

"…"

Dubois stroked his forehead and said, "Okay."

"Okay, it's time to go to bed after drinking the milk. See you in the morning."

Taking the glass that floated over, Dubois bowed slightly and backed out of the room.

As soon as he stepped out of the door, his expression changed slightly: If a person's appearance, personality, and habits change, does that mean he has become a different person?

So, the child inside... is it really Mr. Sparrow who was cursed?

His intuition told him that it was the boss, but he couldn't help but doubt in his heart.

"But how do we verify it?"

...

In the room, Edward had just turned off the lights and was about to go to bed, when he suddenly remembered that he had just finished drinking milk and had not brushed his teeth. However, he was too lazy to get up after lying down, so he hesitated for a long time before he reluctantly went to the bathroom.

Just as I squeezed the toothpaste, I heard a little girl's prayer.

"This girl is just like her father. She always likes to pray in the middle of the night."

Edward put the toothbrush in his mouth, muttered as he brushed it, and walked four steps counterclockwise. As the gray-white mist poured out, he arrived at the Sefirah Castle again.

"You're finally here. I thought you were dead."

Amon stood in the cage with one of the bars pecked by "He" and spoke lazily, looking as if he had done nothing.

Edward flicked his finger on the cage and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I will definitely die behind you. Hey, you have already pecked open the cage, why didn't you escape?"

"...Of course I can't bear to part with you. Eh? What's wrong with you?"

Amon's monocle flickered with tiny glimmers and mysterious symbols. "It's not just the body that has changed, but the soul has been distorted in some way."

"However, your missing humanity has been restored, and has become more abundant than before. Amazing and interesting. What happened during the time you were away?"

Edward rolled his eyes and smiled, "I just asked Little Snake to record a [Restart]. Once it's restarted, everything starts from the beginning. How about it? You've been alone in Sefirah Castle for ten years. Are you bored?"

"Ten years?"

Although for Amon, ten days or ten years was just enough time for a good night's sleep, He soon laughed and said, "This lie is too easy to recognize."

After a pause, his eyes showed a little more curiosity, "However, using [Restart] to gain a new life and regain humanity is also a way, but this ability cannot be 'recorded'."

"Just because others can't record it doesn't mean I can't."

"Yeah, that's true."

Amon nodded, "You seem to be troubled by becoming smaller, do you need my help?"

"How can I help?"

"I can just steal your childhood and make you grow up quickly."

"Why?"

Edward was surprised. This seemed to be a good idea. In the original book, Klein seemed to have suggested this to the little snake. However, even if this could change the age and body shape, could it change the influence of "childishness"?

"Good idea."

Of course, he didn't say too much to Amon, but gave a thumbs-up gesture, "I like your suggestion very much, but I'd better ask someone else for help."

"Pallez? With his ability, he can only steal your lifespan and make you age quickly, but he can't accurately steal your 'childhood'."

"Is it so useless?"

Edward shrugged, "Forget it, I'm not in a hurry anyway." - If it doesn't work, just use [Madness on the Right] to reverse it.

"Well, if you change your mind, you can always come find me."

"Okay."

He made an OK gesture and cast his gaze toward the crimson star twinkling in the depths of the gray fog.

With the infusion of spiritual power, Bernadette's figure appeared. First there were several scenes of her praying to herself, asking herself where she had been and when she would be back. At first she was a little angry and said that Edward was not trustworthy, but later every time she prayed she was worried and asked and prayed that she could return safely.

oops,

Think about it, every time something happens to Klein, he always receives prayers and inquiries from all members, but I have been missing for three weeks, and no one has contacted me except Bernadette.

But it's no wonder. I'm not as likable and respected as Mr. Fool. In everyone's eyes, I'm just an evil god with a bad taste, not much different from Amon.

Especially Medici...

Oh shit!

Edward suddenly remembered something: Oh no! He had originally planned to send the ascetic Snowman to Medici for three days, but now three weeks had passed. Would Medici trick Snowman into releasing him?

Just as I was thinking about this, the image of Bernadette in the depths of the gray fog had automatically "played" to the most recent one:

"Mr. Sparrow, can you hear me? Was that person in my room just now really you? Are you really back safely?"

Edward smiled: This little girl is not stupid.

He leaned back in his chair and said with a smile, "It's me, don't worry."

After saying this, he threw this reply in the form of a picture towards the crimson star that symbolized Bernadette. After a moment, the star twinkled again. A reassuring smile spread across her little face. She clasped her hands together and said, "Good night, and have a good dream."

After cutting off the connection with Bernadette, Edward spread his spirituality again and communicated with the star that symbolized Medici, and found that it was still sealed in the underground palace.

Next came Snowman, who sat quietly on the floor with his eyes closed.

"That's good."

Edward breathed a sigh of relief, thought for a moment and tossed the coin: "My current 'childish' state can be reversed."

He took the gold coin and opened his palm:

It is the human head on top, which indicates affirmation, just like when we were divining for the lack of humanity before.

So he divined again: "I can become less 'childish'. - Shan′ba? Read_book/net^ ^ Drunk′xin` cockroach* clean￠ Geng-xin~ fast?"

Still with the head facing upwards.

"I was able to get back to normal."

Heads up.

"I was able to get back to normal almost instantly."

Heads up.

"I can immediately stop being affected by Bernadette's memory."

Heads up.

Veins gradually bulged on Edward's forehead, and his fingers clenched tighter and tighter. He let out a long sigh to calm his anger, and then wrote on the parchment that materialized: "The way to return to normal."

He closed his eyes and entered the dream again, and once again saw himself [degenerating] and then committing suicide.

Grass!

It's a dead end, right?

Edward gritted his teeth and turned to look at Amon, who was combing his feathers out of boredom. He threw the gold coin again with force and used [Madman on the Right] the moment the coin landed in his hand.

Almost at the same time,

Amon felt his anus tighten, and he raised his head abruptly, with doubt in his eyes: "That feeling again..."

Is that what he meant by "injecting humanity"?

How on earth is this kind of thing done?

Amon, who was familiar with the 22 paths on the blasphemous stone tablet, of course knew that this was not an ability possessed by any of the paths. If anyone could really do it, it must be his former father - the ancient sun god.

No, He doesn't have this ability either. Perhaps it will only be possible after He merges with the Chaos Sea and is promoted to the Origin.

This guy who controls Sefirah Castle really has a big secret.

...

Edward went straight to Backlund's underground palace after leaving Sefirah Castle.

Because of the lantern left behind last time, the underground palace was still bright. The ascetic Snowman sat quietly six or seven meters away from the bloody gate, as silent as a stone statue.

"Boy, take this stinky stone away from me."

As soon as Edward appeared, the dust on the ground quickly formed a sentence. Each letter looked extremely distorted, obviously expressing great anger.

"What's going on, Mr. Medici?"

Snowman opened his eyes and stood up. He was stunned for a moment when he saw Edward's appearance. He said, "His Highness Medici wanted me to help him break the seal and let him go, but I didn't agree."

The dust on the ground immediately jumped to form a new sentence: "You didn't refuse, you didn't say a word from beginning to end! You ascetics are all mentally ill! Get as far away from me as possible!"

"Okay, I'll take him away now. I think you all know what you want to know, right?"

Snowman nodded and said, "Yes, thank you, Mr. Sparrow."

"polite."

"etc."

Medici seemed to have just noticed Edward's abnormality. "What's wrong with you? Why have you turned into a little devil?"

"Experience life."

"Acting? Digesting? Regardless of the Gate Path or the Thief Path, there shouldn't be a sequence for the little brat to act. The only possible connection is the Three-Headed Holy Temple (Hanged Man Sequence 3). Could it be that all the abilities you had before were acquired by you?"

"Take your time to guess. See you later."

Edward patted Snowman on the shoulder and brought him to the villa in the northwest area in an instant. Since he was not hiding anything, he attracted the attention of the five extraordinary people in the villa as soon as he landed.

In order to avoid trouble, Edward used [False Reality] to make himself look like an adult. "It's me. You all should do what you need to do. I have something to talk to Pales about."

They could only swallow their doubts and leave with Snowman.

Edward walked forward and sat down on the sofa, dispelled the [False Reality], and got straight to the point: "Sir Pales, I became what I am now because of some kind of curse. Do you have a way to steal my childhood directly?"

Chapter 575: New Member of the Psychological Alchemy Society

Pales was stunned for a moment, and after observing carefully, he said in surprise: "What kind of curse is this? It even changes the soul level. Are you... going to help Miss Brainless to deal with that evil god?"

He became more and more confused. Was this Edward the president himself?

Forget it, it has nothing to do with me. I, an old man, will just close my eyes and stretch my legs and pretend that I know nothing.

"No, it was caused by other reasons."

"Besides being smaller physically and physically, have you been affected in any other way?"

Edward nodded. "The biggest impact may be my personality... In short, I not only look like a child now, but sometimes my behavior and thoughts may be more like a child."

"Ah, this is the first time I've heard of such a situation."

Pales stared at him for a while, shook his head and said, "Sorry, if it was me in my prime, I might still give it a try. Now all I can do is steal your life force."

"Tsk, the one who knows you best is really your enemy. Amon also said so."

"…"

Pales was silent for a moment. "Considering your affected personality now, let me say one more thing. Don't trust Amon."

Edward immediately rolled his eyes, "I just became 'childish', not a fool."

"Well, in my experience, children... usually mean fools."

He glared at me immediately: "I suspect you are scolding me in a roundabout way."

Pales couldn't help but smile: "Look, you look very... unintelligent now."

"Ah, what should I do then?"

Edward leaned back on the sofa, twisting his body around: I don't know if it's because of his childishness that his IQ has dropped. Just now, he wanted to try [Madness on the Right], but he couldn't "lock" it no matter how he divined. If he couldn't lock it, he couldn't reverse it by force. This was Edward's last big move.

In addition, the divination of "the way to return to normal" is not reliable. If you commit suicide again and use other people's memories to revive, who knows what other effects will be caused -

He suddenly felt scared and thought, it's a good thing that he didn't choose DuBois at that time, otherwise I would definitely become a gay now!

...When I think about it this way, "childishness" seems much easier to accept.

Pales decisively closed his eyes, not looking, listening, or thinking.

wrong,

Edward suddenly frowned. I divined that I would return to normal, not regain my humanity like last time. But according to the suicide and resurrection method, I am still abnormal...

A smiling face suddenly appeared in my mind: Audrey.

If I were to be resurrected using Audrey's memories, that would definitely be the closest to my "normal" self, right?

But,

We are now at the two ends of time, with a long 190 years between us. We cannot contact each other, so how can we use her memory to revive?

Am I going to keep on like this into the future?

...

In the future year 1350, the luxurious villa of Earl Hall.

Alfred walked quickly from the garden into the villa, pushed open the door of his brother Hibbert's study, and said in disbelief: "Hibbert, you will never believe what I just saw."

Hibbert paused holding the pen and looked up: "What's wrong?"

"I just saw the golden retriever that Audrey raised, and it winked at me."

"???"

Hibbert was stunned, "Did you see it wrong?"

"That's right! I originally wanted to talk to Audrey, but the dog suddenly rushed out and winked at me... and I immediately understood the meaning: it meant that Audrey was busy and asked me to go over later."

"I see."

Hibbert put down his pen and said seriously: "You are not mistaken, you are still drunk from yesterday."

Alfred: "…"

"Think about it, even if a dog is really smart enough to wink at people, how can you possibly understand such a complicated meaning all at once?"

Hibbert picked up a letter from the desk, threw it accurately into his brother's hand and said, "You have been attending too many cocktail parties recently and have been a little slack, Alfred. This is an application to join the Backlund Army. Please submit it to the army."

"ah?"

Alfred was stunned. "Join the Backlund Army? I still have to go back to the Southern Continent."

Of course he knew that he had been slacking off recently, but that was all based on indulgence before returning to the South Continent.

"Don't go back for now."

"Why."

"The war between Feysac and Loen will probably break out soon. Our chances of survival are much better if we stay here than in the southern continent."

He looked down at the application, his brows furrowed. "War?"

On the other side, Audrey's room.

Audrey sat obediently beside the desk, smiling as she looked at the woman who had occupied her sofa. She was a woman wearing a dark purple dress, with slightly curly brown hair, and exuding a strong sense of fatigue and laziness.

The "lazy" lady of the Psychological Alchemy Society.

She leaned back on the sofa and yawned: "During the time I was away, Backlund was doing okay."

Audrey was immediately surprised and asked, "...You haven't been in Backlund recently?"

"Huh? Didn't I tell you?"

"Lazy" Alde raised an eyebrow, "Well, I probably forgot, but it doesn't matter."

Well, I thought that in the past few weeks, you, the new person in charge, were just too lazy to take care of things. It turns out... I am actually the person in charge.

Arde supported herself with her delicate arms and sat up. "I came to see you this time with two new colleagues to help you. Although you have just joined the Psychological Alchemy Society not long ago, they are already old members, so they are considered your subordinates."