He is the Holy Son of the Holy See, but a master of black magic.

When the sky turned white, the hustle and bustle in the wooden house on the seaside had completely dissipated.

But the wooden house is no longer a simple wooden house.

At this moment, on its periphery, there is a circle of stone brick platforms standing firmly on the beach and shallow water. The periphery of the platform is a circle of towering white marble walls, with a transparent glass dome on the walls.

From the outside, it seems to have become a stone dome quietly placed on the seaside.

Inside, the large open space between the marble walls and the original wooden house was now filled with various objects.

Ancient bronze instruments and equipment like alchemical tools, bottles and jars, droppers, various basic materials, solvents, etc.

There are also bundles of herbs neatly stacked in the corner.

There are many types of herbs, and they have a faint layer of light attached to them, allowing them to be stored in the open air by the sea for a long time without requiring special treatment.

The living environment in the wooden house has also been completely renewed. The tables, chairs and beds are more high-end, and there is also an extraordinary device that can maintain a constant temperature in the room - it is a black object that looks like a radio, which is placed on the bedside table in the bedroom.

At this time, Andy was sitting on the big feather bed next to it. Because the bed became very high and he was too short, his legs were hanging in the air.

"It's quite interesting."

Sitting on the bed, he was lowering his head and playing with a silver button. As his fingers fiddled with it, the button changed from time to time.

Daggers, screwdrivers, nail clippers, ear picks, itchy scratches...

The button that can be stretched at will is named David's versatile tool. Judging from the name, it was naturally invented by an extraordinary person named David.

It doesn't have much use, but it will be extremely convenient to have it in daily life.

This thing was a small gift given to Andy by a professional thief just now.

In addition, all the changes in the surroundings were brought about by those people just now.

An extraordinary person with a career as an architect even planned to dig him a cellar leading to the bottom of the sea.

But Andy refused.

When it comes to trouble, the "decoration" sound is very noisy.

Secondly, he didn't plan to stay here for long.

"Let's start making medicine for idiots tomorrow."

With this in mind, Andy turned the button into a simple silver cross brooch and fastened it on his body. He glanced at the black suitcase placed quietly at the foot of the bed.

Now that there are no outsiders in the house, the vague feeling of being watched has disappeared, so he is not afraid of being looked at by others.

However, some things have become more and more obvious.

During the polite handshake before parting, three people wrote some hidden words on his palm one after another.

Most of them told him to find a way to leave quickly. There was something wrong with the higher-ups, it was dangerous, and so on.

I guess they noticed something was wrong.

However, running away...

Take off your shoes and get into bed.

After covering himself with the soft white quilt, Andy yawned, then slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep in the dim light outside the window.

Of course, this was not really sleeping, but putting on a vest and running to the Palace of Myths.

Then he saw the "blond boy" again.

…

Time and reality in the Palace of Myths are not synchronized.

In the sky, there is a bright sun emitting dazzling light, and the surrounding green fields and plains are constantly blown by the breeze, bringing with it the fragrance of flowers and plants.

The place where Andy got off the line was originally a high column pavilion pulled up from the plain. At this moment, it has evolved into an elegant garden without walls.

The surrounding trees are towering, and the flowers in the flowerbed are in full bloom around an angel fountain holding a pot. Butterflies and dragonflies are circling and dancing in it, occasionally landing on the flower petals, their wings still swaying slightly.

"I've been waiting for you for two hours."

The blond boy sat in the pavilion with his arms folded, looking at the "middle-aged man" who looked quite similar to him who suddenly appeared opposite him, with an expression full of impatience.

"Did you get into any trouble?"

Although his identity was exposed in the last conversation, "he" seemed to have no intention of getting along with Andy in his real body.

"How do you make someone pay more attention to you?"

Andy didn't care about the other person's image. After sitting on the stone chair opposite him, he said casually: "There is a very simple way, and that is to pretend that you are very busy. Even if the phone rings, you have to wait. Pick it up again.”

"Wouldn't this delay the business?" The blond boy frowned upon hearing this.

She had thought that Andy might have really encountered something, so he showed up so late, and she had also thought that he was deliberately trying to "exercise" her patience.

The latter seems to be the answer.

But the person in front of me actually gave the answer so straightforwardly?

"Is there anything serious here?" Andy asked in a surprised tone, leaving the young man speechless for a moment.

Of course it's business.

Both of them need each other.

In her opinion, Andy was planning to get something he needed at the smallest cost, and was unwilling to pay more.

So I pretended to have nothing to ask for, and waited for myself to take the initiative and bite the hook.

What about her?

She wanted to get out Andy's real-life information and then engage in prostitution for free.

Mainly by looking at the other person's attitude, you can know that what he wants is definitely not simple. Speaking of which, I am afraid that even I, the emperor, would be embarrassed.

So in this case, if you don't want to have sex for nothing, do you still plan to get slaughtered?

But although she cares about this matter very much, or she cares about the "life chart tree" mentioned by the other party last time, she is actually a very busy person.

It didn't take more than a few seconds.

The only reason she could pretend to be like this was to give Andy a "special mark" so that he would be notified whenever he was about to enter the palace.

I planned to do this to soften the other party's attitude somewhat.

Unexpectedly, he didn't accept this move at all...

This is another small failure. Counting yesterday, I have already lost three times in a row in front of this person.

But she didn't care.

Because of her poor background, she has failed many times over the years.

The frustration caused by this person in front of me was like scratching an itch.

So the blond boy took out a book and placed it on the stone table between the two of them.

"What should I call you sir?"

"Just call me a rebel."

"...?"

The young man flipped through the book for a moment, then couldn't help but said: "This title seems a bit impolite?"

She was referring to being rude to herself.

But Andy's answer was exactly the opposite.

"It doesn't matter, because of your stepmother, people always call me that."

"...Okay, Mr. Rebel."

The young man said helplessly, "I'm very sorry for the trouble our family has caused you."

"If an apology can solve the problem." Andy responded without accepting it at all: "What else does the law need?"

...Is he testing my patience?

The young man was secretly surprised why Andy spoke so hastily today, but on the surface he frowned and said, "So, do you have any special ideas?"

"No, the empire is too powerful. I don't dare to show any hostility in reality."

After saying this, seeing that the expression on the young man's face relaxed a little, he added another sentence.

"I have no choice but to curse and vent my grievances here. You can't catch me anyway."

There was a moment of silence in the pavilion, and the atmosphere was strange.

After looking at each other quietly for a moment, the young man's expression turned into a smile.

"So, the reason why you contacted me was just to curse?"

She seemed a little angry.

"I did appear here by chance. There is no need to lie to you."

Andy answered, but then he seemed to feel the other party's anger and turned to look at the book on the table.

"What's this?"

The topic changed very abruptly, as if the slightly hostile words just now had never been said.

"It's a history book." The blond boy replied, sneering inwardly.

Her good temper now is just a disguise.

But it's impossible for the other party not to know that she is pretending.

The purpose, of course, is to reveal an urgent desire for the "Tree of Life", which has reached the point of compromising.

However, if this "Mr. Anti-thief" really thinks that this alone can easily threaten him, then he is wrong.

She really needs the tree of life that the other party talks about, but she is not in a hurry.

The urgency shown now is just to paralyze the other party.

When the other party sees that he is becoming more and more anxious and easier to control, who is really anxious?

Is she someone who seems to be in a hurry, but is actually not in a hurry at all?

Or is he the "Mr. Rebel" who sees success in sight and seems to be just a little short of taking control of everything?

And as long as he is anxious and unable to sit still, his current seemingly indifferent attitude will loosen one after another, unconsciously leaking out, and then everything will become very easy.

Show the enemy weakness, and then turn defeat into victory!

This trick works very well, and that's how she got her name as the Greedy Dragon.

"Last time I saw him, he seemed to be very familiar with history. It just so happened that I had some questions when I was reading a book recently, so..."

She was thinking about things in her heart, but on the surface, she maintained a gentle personality and patiently told the other person about her "hobbies and interests."

"What are the questions?" Andy asked following the other party.

"For example, the death of Abel III of the Lucrei Dynasty. According to historical records, he was a very powerful paladin. But since he was so powerful, how could he die at the hands of his weak mistress?"

She was really interested in this question.

After all, the emperor pays more attention to all means that can be used to harm those in power.

Although the "Mr. Rebel" in front of him is still very unfamiliar, since he can leave at will without being restricted by the rules of the Myth Palace, it shows that he must not be a simple person in reality.

Coupled with the "digging of the pyramids" mentioned last time, it is a matter of course that as an "archaeologist", he knows some historical secrets that others do not know.

This can also be regarded as "doing what you like".

However, when faced with this question, Andy's answer completely exceeded expectations.

"Because Abel III will not show weakness, or in other words, he is not proficient in showing weakness."

He said calmly: "That's why he stupidly pushed his political opponents into a corner. He couldn't see the hope of using conventional methods to fight him, so he could only resort to assassination, a barbaric and brutal method that would lead to life and death and endless troubles." Go deal with him."

"..."

"In the military, this kind of example is not uncommon. We can discuss the similar situation of Wei Sanjue."

Ignoring the opponent's expression as if he was eating shit, Andy continued: "Everyone knows that surrounding three people and one person is a simple and easy-to-understand war strategy. If used well, it can avoid a lot of casualties. But in practice, there are always A case of mistakes and omissions.”

"Why? Because of greed for success, because of self-righteousness, because of arrogance and ignorance, because of arrogance, because..."

The blond boy: "..."

…

The atmosphere of conversation was harmonious.

In reality, it was already morning before I knew it.

When a melodious bell rings over the city.

Sister Lily, who had not slept all night, walked into the church with the letter in her arms.