The meeting is over.

Neo walked outside the house and stood on the balcony, holding his hands on the railing, bathing in the cold wind.

To the winter in Wein, the sun is like the gold coins hidden under the bed of a stingy businessman, which he dare not show to others easily.

Alfred walked out, stood next to Neo, took out a pack of Thunder God Cult cigarettes, took one out, and handed the remaining pack to Neo.

Neo reached out to take it, flicked his wrist, and a cigarette flew out, flipped over and fell, just in time to be caught by his lips.

"Click."

Alfred took out the matches and helped Neo light his cigarette first.

"It's great. For Karen and you, everything is back on track, no, it's back to a better starting point."

"You are right, today's meeting is destined to go down in history."

"As a bystander, I was a little excited when I saw it, and I felt like I was walking into history."

"No, you are not a bystander."

"It seems that you have regarded me as Karen's subordinate?"

"I don't think so, and you don't think so either. If you compare this to a gamble, you are the partner who stood beside the young master and looked at the cards together to discuss whether to follow the bet."

Neo turned his face to look at Alfred, blew out a smoke ring, and said with a smile: "I'm curious, how do you stay so focused?"

"Which aspect are you referring to?"

"Passion for something; because of love? Because of belief? Because of habit?"

"Are you rejecting my answer in advance?"

"Haha, I want to hear your true words."

"There is no reason." Alfred looked at the roofs of the buildings ahead, "We are always used to spending too much thought and energy thinking about the reasons before doing things. In fact, this is just an illusion, because of this matter

Whether you do something or not, most of the time has nothing to do with the reasons you think about beforehand. If you really need a reason, you will often find it afterwards."

"Are you looking for an answer?" Neo shook off the ashes from his cigarette, "I don't like this answer."

"Because of my level, I cannot give you an answer in this regard." Alfred bowed slightly apologetically, "In addition to not wishing you to die, the young master does not seem to have taken the initiative to give you an answer."

"He is afraid that he will be lonely after I die."

"Yes, you are the most special one to the young master, and you are different from us."

"It's a pity that I didn't succeed this time. I don't know when the next time will be."

Neo turned around and prepared to leave.

Alfred stood there, facing Neo's back.

Neo walked a few steps, stopped, turned around and asked, "Do you have something to say to me?"

"Your condition is very bad now."

"Um?"

Alfred pointed at his forehead: "I know that you just borrowed the power of the dice shaker to seal your personality not long ago, but the changes in the cave trip, I suspect that it was caused by the partial invasion of divine pollution.

The seal is no longer stable. The most important thing is that today, the young master returns, your order identity has been officially removed, and your ship, driven by many people, has lost its real ballast."

"Are you worried about me?"

"Yes, that's right, I don't want my young master to be lonely."

"Don't worry, I, Neo, will never die in a daze."

"I believe this. You will definitely choose the most gorgeous way to die."

Neo continued to walk forward, raised his hand, waved it, and said:

"See you later."

"The master's purification ceremony of the divine servant will take about two days to prepare. Will you come to watch the ceremony then?"

"Let's talk about it later."

…

Neo was still humming as he went down the stairs.

Immediately, he felt dizzy.

His eyes were constantly switching, from gloomy to thoughtful, from calm to crazy, which caused his body to even lose balance for a time, and he could only rely on one hand to grasp the armrest to find a true sense of spatial orientation.

Otherwise, he would probably walk up the wall. He has this ability. After all, bats can hang anywhere.

The manservant was right, he was worthy of being the successor of Compassini, he could see it.

Even Karen didn't notice this.

Of course, it's normal for Karen to not notice it. After all, he can't even use a simple detection technique now. However, the most important reason is that Karen has never regarded himself as a "patient".

But the male servant would always watch everyone around his young master with a vigilant gaze.

Neo tilted his head slightly and said to himself:

"Do you really think that kind of seal can completely seal me off? When you accept the first embrace of my bloodline, you are destined to never be able to leave me, and there is no way you can even think of locking me up.

Sometimes I don’t know what you are hesitating about. Let go of everything, simply embrace the power from blood, and become my pilgrim. I will give you true happiness.

Isn't this just what you need, Neo?"

Neo twisted his neck and muttered to himself again: "Only true light can help you get rid of all the troubles of the dark side and obtain your true salvation.

Let go of all the grudges, open all the shackles, let your heart make the choice, and accept the baptism from the light, Neo.

Darkness and depression are just the prelude after all, and the bright exit is waiting for you not far away."

Neo rolled his eyes, not as if his facial nerves were out of control, but as if he was expressing disdain for what he had said in two different tones.

The experienced old hunting dog has already had its own set of behavioral logic and refuses all bells and whistles.

However, Neo's eyes immediately widened. He quickly went downstairs to the next floor, took out a gem in his right hand, opened a door, and walked in.

This was a dormitory for priests. When Neo came in, there was a rhythmic squeezing sound of the bed board coming from the bedroom.

“Crunch… crunch… crunch, crunch, crunch————!”

Just as it came to the end, the sound stopped, and men's gasps and women's complaints of dissatisfaction could be heard.

Of course, the former head of investigation would not be so bored that he would come in and peek into the private life of the priest couple below, although he does have the gem to open all the enchantments and formations in the headquarters building and dormitory building.

Neo waved his hand to set up a barrier, and then he knelt down, his expression becoming very twisted and ferocious.

Immediately afterwards,

Neo made a sound from his mouth:

"Hey, where is this?"

Neo answered himself: "Mr. Luther, what do you mean?"

"Ah, it's you, haha, I'm sorry."

"Mr. Luther, are you trying to have Advent?"

"No, no, no, how is it possible? You misunderstood. Neo Cullen believed in me and resurrected me and asked me to take care of the pollution in the cave. How could I do such a thing.

I was just coaxing the child in my arms to sleep and singing a lullaby to him. Who knew that while I was humming, I sensed you.

You said you were willing to let me come to your place as a guest."

"I did say it, but should you say hello in advance?"

"This has nothing to do with me. It mainly depends on you. The concentration of pollution here has been weakened too much because of Karen. Although it will take some time to condense back, at least during this period..."

“What will happen during this time?”

"Because you have absorbed part of the power of original faith, and you have personally been contaminated by the divine pollution here, and the concentration of pollution has decreased during this period, you yourself have the ability to respond to this part of the power of faith.

Just like you said, I have a backdoor in your place. In fact, it was a door you had deliberately left open for the purpose of 'stealing things'.

Moreover, I did not find you on purpose, but you took the initiative to call me. I did not come uninvited, but you forcibly called me here.

Your current problem seems a bit serious, has something happened to you again?"

"What's the point of me chatting with you?" Neo asked, "You are not the Luther in the cave, you are just his incarnation."

"Oh, that's it, I understand. Haha, I didn't realize it before. I thought I was really the deity. Haha, so, who do I belong to now? I vaguely saw that there are several others here,

Am I the same as them, do I belong to your personality?"

"You can be quiet."

"Quiet?" Mr. Luther smiled, "This has nothing to do with me. I am not me, but I am you. Every personality has a strong desire for expression, just like a group of children anxiously waiting to be praised by their parents."

"Now, can you please go back temporarily or shut up?"

"I refuse. Since I am not my true self, then whatever I do has nothing to do with my true self. Now, I am going to start my speech. Ahem, I have a dream..."

"Dream you fucking!"
To be continued...