Mystery: Chaos Path

“Of course, I don't deny that I also have selfish motives. I'm afraid of everything I'll face after becoming a Celestial Worthy, afraid of losing my humanity and no longer being myself. From this point of view, I'm just a coward, not as brave as Mr. Bethel,” Klein said, pausing before looking at Will and suddenly saying:

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“So, I'm sorry, Will. I don't know what kind of relationship we had in the original destiny, but I can probably guess a little. I'm sorry, you probably won't be able to be my angel investor. However, Mr. Bethel is also a good person. If you really have any needs, I can ask Mr. Lucifer to help you meet.”

Will stared at Klein for a while, then suddenly exclaimed, “You guy, I probably understand why you can become a great existence. No wonder I would invest in you in the original destiny… This is just like me!”

“Ah?” Klein was taken aback, not quite understanding what Will was saying.

Will didn't explain. He didn't plan to tell the little guy in front of him that although their personalities were very different, they were consistent in some aspects. For example, their desire for power was not high. For them, some existences were far more important than obtaining power.

Will suddenly took out a square piece of paper from his pocket, and with a few flicks of his fingers, he folded it into a paper crane.

“Here!” Will handed the paper crane to Klein.

“Uh, thank you?” Klein took the paper crane with a bewildered expression, not quite understanding what this was for.

“This little trinket can bring you a little luck. Although the effect may not be great for you, it's better than nothing! Also, I can locate you through it. If you have anything in the future, you can also find me through it…” Will explained.

Klein was stunned for a moment, looked down at the paper crane in his hand, and hesitantly looked at Will, saying, “But…”

“Stop with the buts. Although you may not necessarily become that existence in the future, you will definitely become an angel, right? Then, let this be my investment in advance to win over allies!” Will interrupted Klein and then jumped off the chair, looking up at Klein, and said, “Do you have ice cream?”

“Yes, because Little Amon and I both like sweets, Mr. Azik made an extraordinary refrigerator… Uh, in short, yes.” Klein nodded, originally wanting to explain what a refrigerator was, but later found that it was not easy to explain in a few words, so he simply skipped it.

“That's good. I want to eat three.” Will held up a number with his hand.

“But you're so small, won't eating three give you a stomachache?” Klein said almost subconsciously. After saying that, he realized that the child in front of him was not a real child, but an angel.

So, angels shouldn't get a stomachache from eating ice cream, right?

…

As it turns out, the Mercury Serpent doesn't get a stomachache from eating too much ice cream, but Little Amon gets a fever from eating too much ice cream.

“I understand the logic, so why does an angel get a fever from eating too much ice cream?” Rowland, disguised as Jack, stared at Little Amon, whose face was overly flushed, swallowing the antipyretic pills, and tilting his head to take the towel Klein handed over to apply to Little Amon's forehead for physical cooling.

“Maybe it's because Amon deliberately sealed Little Amon's physical fitness to the state of an ordinary person in order to have a more realistic ordinary life experience?” Klein didn't quite understand why Little Amon, an angel, would have a fever. While guessing, he looked at Little Amon, who was lying on the bed listlessly, and felt a little regretful.

He only knew that he should have stopped Little Amon when he was eating ice cream with Will.

Although Amon is very cunning, with Klein's conscience, it is really impossible to be indifferent to a child's illness.

“It's my fault. I didn't notice that this Amon's condition was special.” Will was also standing by the bed, looking slightly annoyed.

“So, can't we directly use Restart Therapy?” Rowland looked at Will and asked.

“His condition is very special. If I use Restart on him, it will likely cause a chain reaction, such as directly restoring him to his adult state… Do you want that?” Will shook his head and said.

Rowland and Klein exchanged glances upon hearing this. The latter was a little tempted, while the former said without hesitation, “Then forget it. If a naughty child does something wrong, he should learn a lesson. I believe that after this time, Little Amon will not dare to eat ice cream indiscriminately.”

If it were someone else in this situation, Rowland would definitely not hesitate, but Amon… Ha!

Rowland said that he would not have undue softheartedness towards Amon. He is super cunning.

“But…” Klein was still a little hesitant, after all, Little Amon looked too pitiful.

Rowland glanced at him and said coldly, “Amon came to experience the life of ordinary people in the first place. Illness is also a part of the life of ordinary people. Since he set Little Amon to this state of ordinary people, he must also be able to fully experience everything of ordinary people. We are now interrupting his experience, which may be a bad thing.”

Klein was stunned for a moment, instinctively feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't say what was wrong, but he was a little strangely persuaded.

Because Jack was indeed right.

“It's just a fever, don't make it sound like he's about to die.” Medici, who came in with warm water, almost rolled his eyes. He walked to the bed and gently patted Little Amon's face, saying, “Are you still awake?”

“…Red Mommy?” Little Amon opened his eyes, his expression slightly dazed and a little aggrieved, saying, “I feel so uncomfortable.”

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Medici looked at Little Amon like this and was strangely silent for a second before sneering, “Uncomfortable? It's right to be uncomfortable. You ate eight ice creams in one breath. You're really not afraid of death.”

“But… ice cream is delicious.” Little Amon said aggrievedly and stubbornly.

“Eat yourself to death.” Medici couldn't help but roll his eyes again before reaching out to support Little Amon's back and bringing the warm water closer to his mouth, saying, “Drink some hot water and sleep again. Your fever isn't serious, and you'll be fine tomorrow morning.”

“…Oh!” Little Amon didn't refute and drank the hot water very obediently.

“Afterwards, just leave one person to watch over him. Are so many people crowding in one room to show off their sense of existence?” Medici then looked at the others in the room and said unceremoniously.

“I'll stay and watch over him!” Azik, who had been looking at the drug instructions next to him, raised his hand.

“Okay, then the rest go out.” Medici directly made a decision.

Faced with the powerful aura of the “male mommy,” none of the rest objected and obediently left Little Amon's room.

As for Lucifer, sorry, Lucifer is not here, he went out on business.