Since it was under the curfew policy, this "riverside bar" naturally did not dare to risk opening, and had already closed its doors obediently before the sun went down, leaving only an empty and deserted storefront.
And on the wide and calm river, there are no longer those luxurious and neat cruise ships singing and dancing. It has become silent and as calm as a mirror, with only ghostly mist transpiration on the water.
However, this does not prevent Allen and Howard from enjoying a mellow and rich drink here.
After all, one of these two people is the successor of the dark godhead, and the other is the reincarnation of the angel Lucifer. Their strength is among the best in the entire plane, and an empty bar cannot stop them.
Allen waved his hand gently, and the kerosene lamp in the bar suddenly turned on, illuminating the entire bar.
Then, several neatly dressed waiters appeared in the bar out of thin air.
Their figures appeared translucent, like disembodied ghosts, or like holographic projections of Allen's previous life.
These people are actually the waiters who work in this bar during the day, and they are reproduced by Allen in the form of images.
After Allen and Howard sat down on either side of a table by the window, the waiter's projections politely asked them what kind of wine they wanted.
"Martini, shake well, don't stir." Allen said.
"Well... give me a glass of honey beer!" Howard said.
The "waiters" wrote down their requests, then turned away and went to the bar to prepare drinks for them.
Seeing Allen exerting his strength in this bar, Howard was not to be outdone.
He knocked on the table lightly, and the chandeliers on the roof lit up, and lively music sounded in the room. The phantoms of a dozen guests appeared in the center of the bar, singing and dancing to the rhythm of the music.
In addition, the other free seats in the bar were also filled with "guests" in an instant, drinking glasses and chatting and laughing.
Suddenly, the cold bar became lively.
Although all this was an illusion, the two of them seemed to enjoy this false hustle and bustle.
However, none of them spoke.
Because both of them understood that they seemed to be getting along as carefree as before, just like the phantoms in the room, they had all become mirror images.
Under the confrontation between light and darkness, coupled with the influence of their respective past life memories, their future is unknown, and they may even end up fighting each other.
At the same time, Howard also discovered that after he awakened the power of the angel Lucifer, alcohol would no longer affect his consciousness.
In the past, if he drank half a cup of honey beer, he would feel drunk.
But today, his consciousness was very clear - although he wanted to get drunk, he found that he couldn't.
So, in the ultimate state of sobriety, Howard took a deep breath and finally asked the question he had always wanted to ask:
"Alan, when did you get involved with the God of Darkness?"
Allen had already guessed that Howard would not be able to help asking such a question, so he smiled and replied: "Before you knew me, I was already selected as the successor by the great God of Darkness."
"Have you really inherited the godhead of the God of Darkness?" Howard asked with his eyes wide open. Although he had been mentally prepared for this, when Allen personally confirmed it, he still felt very incredible.
After all, having a godhead can be regarded as a god walking in the world to a certain extent.
Think about it, I once studied with a real god, and even lived in the same dormitory - no matter who it was, it was obvious that no one could remain calm about this kind of thing.
"Not only the godhead," Allen replied with a smile, "but also his authority, his property, and his believers."
"In other words, you can be regarded as the new God of Darkness now?" Howard then asked.
"It can be said that," Allen laughed at himself, "it's just that I am too weak now to deserve this new title."
"So Allen, you used a series of plans to send the Archbishop of the Church of Light, Jacques Nerga, to the stake, and it was also based on the purpose of gaining profits for the Dark Temple?"
"That's true to a certain extent," Alan replied, "Of course, it's also because I dislike him very much... Alas, the majestic God of Darkness actually suffered at the hands of a despicable villain like Jacques Nerga.
Baptism, that kind of thing sounds infuriating."
Although Howard was worried and uneasy at the moment, he still couldn't help laughing a few times when he heard Allen's joke.
He remembered that a few months ago, when he and Allen walked into the Hagia Sophia in the capital for the first time, Archbishop Jacques Nerga laughed and teased Allen, saying that he used to be a man who could hug with one hand.
When the little baby got up, he hugged it with his own hands.
Looking back on these things now, and then thinking about the changes in the identities and situations of several people, it is simply ridiculous.
However, Howard's psychology at this time also underwent some subtle changes.
He once thought that Allen tried to deal with Archbishop Jacques Nerga out of his deep sense of justice and mission, and that he was truly doing things for the people of the Kingdom of Braden.
However, once Allen exposed the identity of the Dark Temple, his motivation for doing this changed.
"Alan, I hope you can tell me honestly," Howard slowed down, looked into Allen's eyes, and said sincerely, "If you are not the successor of the God of Darkness, and do not have the background and identity of the Dark Temple, then
When you see Archbishop Jacques Nerga committing various crimes but no one punishes him, will you still come forward?"
After hearing this, Allen fell into deep thought and did not answer immediately.
If you ask yourself, he can be regarded as a somewhat selfish person, not a righteous and charitable idealist like Howard.
When he is ready to help others with something, he will first consider whether the matter will have a negative impact on himself, and he will not be able to sacrifice himself for others.
"Perhaps," Alan replied after thinking for a moment. "But I should use some other methods... At least, I should not choose to make that impromptu speech in court, which has led to being pushed to the forefront and being criticized.
The Church of Light and its allies regard it as a thorn in its side."
Howard nodded.
Allen didn't lie to him, and he was very happy.
To this day, when Howard thinks about the scene when Allen angrily denounced the archbishop in court, even after knowing Allen's hidden identity, he still thinks that Allen at that time was so cool.
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