But intuitively speaking, he did not feel any malice... Moreover, in the game, Morgan is considered a friendly NPC. Not only has she never entered the game, she has even been a teammate in the copy of Guide to Shadows.
Just for this reason, Aiwass has a relatively basic level of trust in her.
Moreover, Morgan's character is obviously much more normal than that of Vivian, the Lake Fairy who is also on the path of love - at least Morgan will not be ruthless enough to kill the people he loves.
Vivian has a strong obsession with seeking truth. Every time she loves is wholeheartedly, but at the same time she has a strong purpose. After she falls in love with someone, in order to eliminate her distracting thoughts, she will kill him again.
Or get rid of it so that you can love the next person wholeheartedly.
Morgan's obsession and desire on the path of love are not as strong as Vivian's. She also has the adaptability of other paths. The path of love is just the happiest and most suitable path for her.
She prefers the carefree lifestyle to upgrading.
Therefore, she always shows mercy, but never stays in the same place for too long...which is completely opposite to Vivian's seriousness of letting herself love wholeheartedly - as long as she likes the other person, even if it is just the first meeting, she will be enthusiastic
Pursue the other person and try to be a devoted lover with the other person for a few nights; but before you truly fall in love with the other person, you will leave decisively and cut off all contact methods.
It’s called fishing and running away.
Even the Silver Crowned Dragon ran the same way.
Therefore, unlike Vivian, Morgan is very famous in the material world. Whether it is Vivian, Circe, Isis or Medea, they are all very dangerous apostles...Only from a physical level, Morgan is
The only fairy that is harmless to the human body.
Morgan simply enjoys the kind of "short and unforgettable love". It is best to have a state where the two never see each other again after one night - maybe they meet by chance in another place decades later, and they will get up again casually.
Once. But she will never live an easy and peaceful life with others.
However, after being briefly loved by such a gentle, beautiful and mature perfect goddess, it is basically difficult to fall in love with mortals in the material world. Many people will even go crazy looking for Morgan... Legend has it that if you accept Morgan's courtship, your heart will be full of love.
will be taken away. Later, this evil rumor spread and became the bad reputation of witches, spreading from "Morgan" to all witches.
But in a sense, this notoriety is not so outrageous.
——Because the "love elixir" that Aiwass seized before was the magic potion invented by Morgan.
That is the magic potion that can make people truly fall in love with another person - when Morgan doesn't get what she wants, she will decisively take the potion and will never waste her feelings and time.
And the "gift" given by her with evil intentions...
Aiwass's expression was a little complicated.
He shook his head, and when he returned to the Queen's study, he saw Sherlock who had returned to his youthful state.
"Yo, here we come."
Aiwass stood at the door, waving to Sherlock with a smile and said, "Long time no see, Detective. It's great that you're not dead."
"——Pfft."
Isabel couldn't help laughing immediately.
Seeing Aiwass' somewhat puzzled look, her silver bell-like laughter became louder and louder. Her whole body was laughing so hard that she couldn't stop laughing.
Sherlock covered his forehead with helplessness on his face and said nothing.
——This is why I didn’t recognize it at first!
It can only be said that Isabel has indeed grasped the essence of Aiwass...
Aiwass walked over and stretched out his hands from behind to hug Isabel's face with some dissatisfaction. He pinched her soft cheeks as she moaned, and pulled out a smile: "What are you laughing at?"
"Your Majesty was imitating you just now. I didn't recognize him at first."
Sherlock briefly summarized: "Because she said these two sentences when we met."
Aiwass snorted twice, rubbed Isabel's face vigorously, then retreated behind Sherlock who was sitting on the chair, pressed his shoulders with his elbows, and put the weight of his upper body on him: "Lulu, you are really getting better and better.
More and more cheerful."
"Don't you like it?" Isabel asked.
"Of course I do."
Aiwass replied seriously: "You still look good when you smile."
Some people like to see girls cry, but he prefers to see them laugh.
Isabel smiled and stretched out her two index fingers to put a shallow smile on her face: "Then I will smile more."
Sherlock pushed Aiwass's elbow expressionlessly, indicating that it was a bit heavy.
Aiwass switched sides and pressed his other shoulder with his forearm.
This will make the shoulder pain more symmetrical.
"What's the ranking?"
Aiwass lowered his head and asked Sherlock.
There was no beginning or end, but Sherlock understood what Aiwas meant.
He smiled reservedly and said calmly and melodiously: "That is naturally the first...golden characteristic."
"Not bad, as expected of you."
Aiwass praised: "Fortunately we are not in the same venue, otherwise it would be difficult for you to get first place."
"Tsk..."
This bad fox.
Sherlock smacked his lips, but did not refute Aiwass' words.
"Hey, I only took purple."
Isabel complained: "But fortunately, it is the most critical [Cunning Spell]."
"[Cunning Spell] is more practical for you than many golden ones. This is not a loss."
Aiwass comforted: "In terms of expected value, the Cunning spell can increase nearly half of the spell effect. It is difficult for most golden characteristics to achieve this improvement rate.
"Compared to that, what specialization did you choose?"
There is only one advanced profession for "all-rounder", and that is "artist". It is also the first and most core profession on the path of beauty.
The extraordinary professions of other paths are basically refined from the beginning. But the path of beauty is different... The initial occupation of the path of beauty is "artist", but considering that one's energy is limited, inspiration is even more limited.
. That’s why it was divided into other professions.
Each time an artist advances, he can specialize in another field "adjacent to the field he has mastered."
"I chose 'actor'."
Isabel replied simply: "Now when I imitate others, I can even imitate the power of the path. For example..."
As she spoke, she turned into Aiwass.
"Aiwass" showed a cunning smile and slowly raised his legs: "If a fifth-level cardinal looks at me now, he will only think that I have a fourth-level devotional path. If it changes further.
If I'm strong, I can imitate your extraordinary abilities."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand. A flame ignited on the tip of the middle finger of his right hand.
But Aiwass knew that Isabel did not have a fire-attributed mana pool.
Therefore this flame is also an illusion.
Aiwass walked over and patted "Aiwass" on the forehead. There was only a crisp sound, and he watched "Aiwass" cry out in pain and hug her head, but she did not change back to Isabel.
He was a little surprised: "Now that I'm being attacked, won't the illusion be shattered?"
"Strong illusion! My newly discovered ability, as long as I can hold on, the illusion can continue to be maintained."
Isabel changed back and said with some dissatisfaction: "However, the pain will still hurt..."
It turns out that "Strong Illusion" can still have this effect...
Only then did Aiwass truly realize that these entries were not completely consistent with the versions in the game. The "path characteristics" itself had the potential to be further explored, and it was not just as much as it appeared in the text.
"My last field, I plan to choose 'screenwriting' or 'singer'. Both of these are fields adjacent to 'actor'," Isabel asked seriously, "Do you have any opinions?"
"random."
Aiwass smiled: "You can choose whatever you want."
"I'm asking you seriously!"
"I am also answering seriously."
Aiwass suppressed his smile and said extremely seriously: "Now I can also tell you——
"Maybe a few months faster, or up to a year slower. The energy level limit of this world will be increased.
"At that time, the upper limit of the world will no longer be the sixth level of the Eternal Pope, but the seventh level. The original fifth level will gradually advance to the sixth level, and the sixth level of the Eternal Pope will
Will reach the seventh energy level.
"Soon, there will be changes in the Theocracy. Then everyone's upgrade speed will increase rapidly, and then there will be an eighth level, or even a ninth level..."
"……really."
Sherlock murmured softly.
When he took up the post of "Mithraic Worshiper", he felt that Aiwass had not finished what he said. The sixth level was far from the end of the Mithraic worshiper's promotion route... when he reached the sixth level
, he is a middle-aged man. He is still far from becoming an old man or even rejuvenating.
Sure enough, Aiwass knew this knowledge from the very beginning.
But these things should not be known to anyone. Aiwass is not a prophet, and even a prophet cannot see that far into the future - and the future that a prophet sees will be disturbed if there is a high-ranking being involved in it.
,can not see clearly.
Aiwass knew so clearly, it was like...
...He has experienced the same thing before.
Hearing this, Sherlock suddenly thought of the "Tiansi of Reincarnation" that Isabel mentioned before.
He made a bold assumption.
——Is it possible that Aiwass was reborn from another world line in the future?
That's why he somehow knows so many secrets, and why his actions are so urgent and effective. That's why he can't see any joy in reaching the fourth level, and there's no pride or pride in becoming a minister. Obviously
He has reached the top of the world at a young age, but it seems like something else is chasing him...
Sherlock raised his head and looked at Aiwass's chin, throat, and pursed lips.
Aiwass's strange pressure that comes from nowhere...does it come from here?
The future...what exactly happened?
That fever-like curiosity entangled Sherlock's heart.
After leaving the Palace of Silver and Tin, he locked himself in the study. By consulting a large amount of information and sorting out Aiwass' various behaviors, he began to scrutinize the logic of his behavior and try to deduce what would happen in the future.
——Although you might be able to find out if you ask directly... No, you can definitely ask. Since Aiwass has already talked about this, there is no need to hide the rest.
But Sherlock didn't bother to do it.
Anyway, Aiwass could have guessed it himself without telling him.
Rather than solving the case, "decryption of the future" made him feel a magical and irresistible charm. It would be too boring to directly ask for the answer.
After Sherlock left, Aiwass sat directly on Isabel's seat and let her sit on his lap.
The two whispered, and Isabel told Aiwass exactly what she had heard. And Aiwass also told Isabel everything he had experienced.
Not just what you hear and do.
He even said what he had been thinking before - telling how she had gained insight and how he believed it.
But both of them made a tacit agreement not to mention the previous agreement...the agreement about the night of February 16th.
——Because I didn’t wait until night at all.
Just coming out of the promotion ceremony, the excitement of the spirit, as well as the recognition, trust and emotion generated by the "tacit understanding" seemed like magic, turning into a strong adhesive. The two kept whispering to each other.
trust, the hug became tighter and tighter. From facing away to sitting astride; from the initial snuggle to a hug, and then to a deep kiss.
When their lips separated, Isabel's cheeks turned red due to the brief suffocation.
She was still shy easily. Her body was red all the way to her neck and collarbone.
"I have a gift for you tonight."
Aiwass' voice, which became hoarse and low, sounded in Isabel's ears: "That is the wine brewed by my soul."
He said, lowering his head and kissing Isabel softly again.
"So, until then..."
Aiwass asked in a low voice.
Isabel did not respond, but hugged Aiwass tightly, and gently rubbed Aiwass's neck with her neck and earlobes.
So Aiwass understood.
He picked up Isabel, and under the looks of surprise, surprise and "I knew it" from the maids and the Queen's guards, he carried the feverish Isabel back to Her Majesty's bedroom.
When Aiwass put her on her bed, Isabel seemed to wake up.
"Wait a minute, we agreed it would be at night..."
She covered her face shyly, then hugged the pillow tightly, covering her face, and said in a muffled voice: "It's still daytime..."
"Because I want to see more of you."
Aiwass said, moved his knees and knelt in front of the Queen: "My noble Queen..."
He stepped forward and firmly but gently removed the pillow covering Isabel's face.
As an artist with the fourth level of "actor", Isabel's body is no longer as weak as it used to be. But her resistance is so weak, as if she is drunk, and her fingers have become weak because of it.
"Sir Moriarty...you..."
Isabel's soft voice was like a dream whisper: "We haven't had lunch yet... I also prepared good wine..."
The midday sun shone on Isabel, making her look like she was glowing.
Aiwass took off his coat and put it aside. Then he slowly unbuttoned Isabel's clothes bit by bit.
He said calmly and gently: "You can save it until tonight and drink together.