The world controlled by dice [Western Fantasy]

"A newcomer has joined the Dawn Apocalypse."

The old voice spoke slowly in the dark room.

"Who?"

The man opposite him is a rich and fat man, chewing a piece of hard candy with relish.From time to time, the sound of candy shattering between his teeth sounded like a whisper.

"Dealer," said the old man, "that's what the recruited knight called him."

The fat man shook his head: "This is not the news I want to hear. However, it doesn't matter."

"Are you sure?" The old man's gaze was like a falcon, staring at the fat man's fleshy face.He said, "Our plan is already in progress. At this time, the dawn revelation will..."

"The Dawn Revelation has been silent for ten years," Fatty said, "and now there are only three... oh no, four, four scum, idiots and rubbish. They don't know what they're doing all day."

The old man said, "It's because that gentleman disappeared."

The fat man shrank his head.

The old man said slowly: "The... founder of the Dawn Revelation Society. That gentleman. He disappeared."

In the dark room, the old man couldn't see the expression on the fat man's face, but in the end, the fat man suddenly - as if he was angry with embarrassment, said: "Of course I know that guy disappeared! He disappeared for more than ten years!

"What we are going to do...no one can stop us! That is the inspiration and responsibility of fate! Don't you understand?"

"I know very well." The old man's face was as hard as a stone, "I know what we are doing."

Fatty seemed to calm down slowly.

After a moment, he said, "Never mind the Apocalypse of Dawn. It's a dead organization." His tone was unmistakable, "Yes, a dead organization."

Both were silent for a moment.

"As for the croupier." Fatty said, "Someone find a chance to kill... No, there is no need to kill him. We have to keep a low profile. First investigate his identity."

The old man said: "This is the first time this identity has appeared in the salon. Therefore, it must be the enlightener who joined the society recently."

The fat man blinked: "That's a good thing. See who joined recently, and who came to the society on that day. I'm afraid it's easy to investigate, right?"

The old man was noncommittal, just said: "I will do my best." He looked up at the fat man, "How is business recently?"

When Siles left the Historical Society, he was full of confusion.

Dawn Apocalypse—he actually knew two people.

During the conversation with the noble lady, Siles determined that this woman was Angela's stepmother and a famous businesswoman, Eugenia Beard.

This incident seemed to be too coincidental, making Siles very suspicious of what kind of existence Dawn Apocalypse would be.

Just like the mysterious salon space, the existence of the Dawn Revelation Society is also hidden in the hazy mist, which is hard to say is real.This made Siles feel a subtle sense of unreality when walking on the streets of Ramifa City.

Just like the warm, mysterious room where four people with hidden identities were talking about the lady's emotional problems belonged to the Dawn Enlightenment Society, that is the truth of the world.

Siles took a deep breath, and looked at the city of Ramifa, which had entered the cool autumn.It was almost five o'clock.A little late, but still in time.

He made an appointment with the Finns to have dinner there tonight.

Bertram Finn bought the house a little south of Atherton Central Square, near Marshall Secondary School.

Bertram intends to send Anthony to Marshall High School, which means that in the second term, Anthony Fine and Darrell Hobbs will become classmates.

This is also a wonderful fate.

Bertram hired a tutor for his son. Recently, Anthony has been studying very hard. I don't know how much of it is because of the coercion of his parents, and how much of it is because he was ridiculed by Sirius and didn't know how much it is less than a hundred. Addition, subtraction, multiplication and division.

The relationship between Siles and the Finn family is getting closer, and he just brought some desserts bought nearby this time.Anthony and Mrs. Finn liked to eat it.

After they moved to the East Side, Anthony complained that he couldn't get dessert from Grayson Foods.He seemed to like the taste of that house very much.

But Grayson Foods' business, while booming, was limited to the West Side.The various shops under Grayson, including butcher shops, pastry shops, bakeries, seasoning shops, etc., are all very affordable, which happens to meet the needs of residents in the old city.

Dongcheng can no longer rely on price wars.

"However, during this period of time, Grayson has also made a lot of money." Bertram said to Siles, and blinked, "I have already received the dividend, you may go back later, maybe I can also receive it."

Siles was a little surprised for a moment, he said: "I will pay attention when I go back."

After the Fein family moved to Dongcheng, they felt quite content and happy.Bertram said he hadn't been very happy going out to talk business lately.

"Aren't you going to the October Fair?" Sirius asked.

"We still have to participate," Bertram said. "However, this matter was settled a few months ago, and the furs to be sold have also been prepared. The rest is left to... Grayson's business. "

"Greyson?"

"Yeah. Remember Ranmere?" Bertram asked, and when Sirius nodded, he went on, "That guy is really good, and he has a lot of publicity plans. He's going to have Grayson Foods in the Occupy some stalls during the market in October, taking the opportunity to attract Dongcheng residents.

"You know, the October market is the busiest time of the year. Even some residents who have never heard of Grayson may buy some food at that time, and then they can slowly open up the market in the East City."

"It's an opportunity," said Siles.

Bertram nodded: "Also, do you still remember my old friend who brought out the recipes from Never Embers? At that time, he will work with Grayson to make some Never Embers delicacies at the stall. That's Something the Constites haven't tried."

When mentioning the land of no embers, Sirius' curiosity arose, and he asked, "What kind of food is there in the land of no embers?"

"This is the scoring area." Bertram obviously knows Everland very well, he sat on the sofa and talked eloquently, "Different tribes have different delicacies, most of them are a bit strange, but there are always one or two that we can eat." accepted.

"Between tribes, there are also some good delicacies in some small villages, tribes, or places like taverns and small restaurants along the road.

"There is another place, the train."

"...the train?" Siles couldn't help but startled, "the dining car?"

"That's right!" Bertram looked at Siles in a little surprise, and then said, "I didn't expect you to know this. The trains in Neverland may come from different countries, so the dining car on the train There will also be meals from different countries.

"This is a rare sight. After all, we don't have the opportunity to go to other countries in normal times."

Siles nodded, and couldn't help saying: "If there is a chance, I would also like to go to the Land of No Embers."

"There is always a chance." Bertram said, "Isn't the Grand Duke going to announce the development plan of the withered wasteland? I heard that the government has been very busy these days, so it is probably for this matter. Before announcing, everything should be Details are settled."

"Indeed." Sirius whispered.

After dinner, Siles said goodbye to the Finn family.Before leaving, Anthony awkwardly handed him a small pottery pot.It's a bit ugly, but you can tell it was handmade.

Under the slightly surprised eyes of Siles, Anthony muttered: "My mother has nothing to do at home recently, except to organize the boxes brought by the move, and to learn to do some handicrafts, and I also made one. This is too It's ugly, so I'll give it to you."

Siles smiled, his tone became milder, and he said, "Thank you."

Anthony still looked at him a little uncomfortable.

Siles took the small flower pot, and his tone became flat again: "But it's really a bit ugly. Keep working hard."

Anthony was taken aback for a moment, and then said viciously: "You don't need to say it! I have recently learned addition, subtraction, multiplication and division within a hundred!"

He said without thinking, and caught Sirius' appreciative gaze by surprise.Siles reached out and stroked Anthony's frizzy hair, then said, "You worked hard."

Anthony: "..."

"The next goal is..." Siles pondered for a while, "Within a thousand?"

Anthony shook off Siles' hand, and said loudly, "Within ten thousand!"

Siles smiled slightly: "There is still some time before school starts, don't worry."

Anthony rolled his eyes and waved to Siles: "Goodbye."

Siles said goodbye to the awkward boy.

The Fein family lived in a small detached building, which was obviously expensive.Siles crossed the path at the door, found a cab in the street outside, and returned to 6 Hayward Street at around eight o'clock.

His roommate Lorenzo hadn't come back yet, and Siles saw that there were no lights on the second floor.It was Saturday, and he guessed that Lorenzo might not return all night today.

Siles opened the door and went to the first floor, and saw a letter on the coffee table in the living room.He went out early in the morning, probably because Lorenzo helped get it indoors when he went out.

Siles thanked Lorenzo in his heart, and then thought of the conversation with Bertram not long ago, he couldn't help but look forward to it—this wouldn't be a dividend from Grayson Foods, would it?

He picked up the envelope and went upstairs.When he arrived at the bedroom on the third floor, he had already opened the envelope and pulled out a money order from it.

...It was actually a dividend from Grayson!

Siles was a little surprised, and carefully looked at the words on the money order.This is a money order that can be exchanged for 500 duke coins at the Const National Bank, and there is no time limit.

500 duke coins!Siles gasped in surprise.

His dividend from Grayson Foods was just a drop in the bucket, which was already equivalent to ten months of his professor's salary, which was shocking.Moreover, this is only the last month's dividends.

He couldn't help wondering, Grayson Foods' business in West Side was so good?

He hasn't been to West City for the past half month, and he doesn't know Grayson's development at all.But this huge profit made Siles slightly uneasy.

After all, this is a world with supernatural powers.perhaps……

Siles hoped that such doubts were just his nervousness, rather than something really wrong.

He sighed, because of such a sudden thought, he lost the joy of making a fortune.He casually put the money order in the drawer, not intending to exchange it now.He is not in a hurry to spend money for the time being.

Speaking of making money, the ten hundred-coin bills he earned from telling the whereabouts of the church apostates in the past made Siles feel a little more at ease.The income of Grayson Foods is completely empty-handed.

Siles shook his head involuntarily.

Thinking of the church in the past... Siles took out a letter from the drawer, put on his glasses, and opened it to read it.

This is a letter from Knight Commander Benyan.

Half a month ago, Siles wrote to Bunyan asking if he could borrow "Karacak Diary".And Bunyan quickly wrote back that he had to ask for instructions.

And this request for instructions dragged on for half a month, until not long ago, Bunyan wrote to Siles, saying that Siles' application had been approved, and asked Siles to go to church on Sunday, that is, tomorrow afternoon a trip.

Siles was surprised that the matter went smoothly, and was also grateful for Bunyan's help.

In return, he also hoped to provide some assistance to Bunyan—for example, the list that Bunyan was worrying about, the apostate stole?

Siles was thinking, and his fingers unconsciously wrapped around the thin chain of the glasses.

A week ago, he went to the infirmary of La Mifa University to pick up his custom-made glasses.He had then tried Chester Fitzroy once more about the Apostate, and found nothing.

During the first trial, Chester triggered a psychological judgment, convincing Celes that he was lying.But there are two suspicious things in that sentence.

Does Chester's lie lie in "he is not actually willing to help people who ask him for help" or, "he is not actually a doctor"?

Siles was also not sure about this question, so he asked about Chester's past when he was testing.

As Siles knew, Chester was a student at the School of Medicine at Ramifa University, and stayed on as a school doctor after graduation.This kind of experience is unremarkable, and everyone knows it—for example, in Siles Noel's memory, he has some impressions of this gentle school doctor.

So, a doctor is a doctor.The question, then, is, "help"?

Chester's statement that he is "more than happy to help anyone who asks him" is a lie.And if this sentence really refers to the apostate... then he is indeed lying, after all, he was coerced by the apostate when he healed the apostate.

Does that point to something else?Naciles was even more unclear.It was impossible for him to learn about Chester's past in every detail, and it was impossible for him to ask directly in a rude manner.

Sirius sighed in annoyance.He thought that Dr. Chester had lied, but he still didn't know what such a lie meant.

He shook his head and stopped thinking about it.He planned to go to the Church of the Past tomorrow and ask what the church had found out about Chester.

Besides, he was supposed to go to the Church of the Past.A few days ago, Dominic wrote him a letter, thanking him for the clues—that is, the disappearance of Professor Kabell's teaching assistant.

After the combined investigation of the two disappearance cases, Dominic seemed to have discovered something, so he wrote a special letter.The letter also said that if Siles is interested, he can go to the Church of the Past to find out some related things when he has time.

Siles hadn't decided on a day to go, but Bunyan's letter came just in time to settle the two visits on the same day.

He put Bunyan's letter back in the drawer, thought about it, and took out the draft to continue writing his novel.

His novel is progressing well, half a month has passed, and the progress is already over half.This is not a novel.According to Siles' idea, he might be able to contact the businessman Ranmeer now to see if the big businessman is willing to introduce a publisher for himself.

Of course, we have to look at the translation progress of Emanuel first.

Siles hadn't heard from Emmanuel for the past two weeks.He guessed that the translation work should be in progress, but...he didn't know what state Emmanuel was in.

... Siles couldn't help but sigh that he was worried about too many things.

On Saturday morning, when Siles went out for breakfast, he met Lorenzo who came back from outside, yawning and reeking of alcohol.

"Good morning, Professor Noel." Lorenzo said casually.

"Good morning." Sirius looked at him.

"I didn't sleep all night." Lorenzo shrugged, "Now I plan to go back to catch up on sleep."

Siles nodded, said goodbye to him, and left.He felt that Lorenzo seemed to be getting more and more indulgent. At the beginning of school, he had never seen Lorenzo stay out all night, but these two weeks were the norm.

Siles didn't want to comment on other people's lifestyles, so he never expressed any opinions on it.

He went to the cafeteria to have breakfast.Lorenzo caught up on sleep at 6 Hayward Street, and Siles didn't go back to the dormitory, but went to the office.He carefully sorted out the contents of the club.

There are still seven weeks before the end of the first semester of Ramifa University, not counting the final exam week, that is, there are still six weeks.He plans to have club activities every Friday afternoon, and has prepared six different themes for each event.

However, considering that some of the club's students are not from the School of Literature and History, these topics are not very in-depth and academic in nature.Siles intends to make the club more recreational, or so he hopes.

He spent some time in the office collating these ideas and content.

At noon, instead of going to the cafeteria, he went to a restaurant outside the campus to try fresh food.Now he is not in the poverty-stricken situation that he was at the beginning of school, so he occasionally tastes some slightly expensive food.

After eating, Siles walked to the Central Cathedral of the Church of the Past while taking a walk to digest.If it was a hot summer, then he might not choose to walk like this.But now that the weather has turned cooler, it is more suitable for walking.

He met Bishop Grosvenor in the nave of the church.The nave was still very empty, and Mr. Bishop was cleaning the base of the statue of Antinam as usual.

Grosvenor couldn't help laughing when he saw Siles, "Good afternoon, Professor Noel."

"Good afternoon, Mr. Bishop." Siles said, "I'm here to see Knight Commander Benyan."

"Is it because of the diary?" Grosvenor asked, and then said, "I'm sorry for the delay for half a month. Some time ago I was busy communicating with bishops from other countries about the October celebrations, so I left I left Ramifa City. I didn’t know about it until I came back.”

Siles paused because of Grosvenor's overly friendly attitude, and then said, "It's nothing, please."

Grosvenor smiled slightly and said, "You can go directly to Bunyan, he has already prepared the book."

Siles said politely, "Thank you."

It can be said that Siles passed through the side door of the nave and went to the apse almost familiarly.He found Bunyan in the open space outside. The young and handsome knight commander was practicing martial arts. The shield and spear looked flexible and mighty in his hands.

Siles looked at the shield unconsciously.

Bunyan saw Sirius, greeted him with a smile, put away his spear, and walked towards Sirius.He noticed that Sirius looked at the shield, and suddenly remembered: "I almost forgot about it!"

Siles was slightly taken aback, and asked, "What?"

Bunyan raised the shield, took a closer look at the shield he used in his daily practice, and then removed a decorative metal piece from it—it was a symbol similar to the eyes of Antinam.

He handed the metal piece to Siles, and said, "[Invisible Shield], isn't it?" The knight commander winked at Siles, "I think you should have something for self-defense."

Siles couldn't help being silent for a moment, then reached out to take it, and said solemnly and seriously, "Thank you."

Bunyan smiled.The sweat on his forehead was still wet, and he wiped it off with his sleeve.This young knight commander has the demeanor of a classical knight, powerful and gentle.

He said, "Come with me, I've got the diary."

"How long can I borrow it?" Siles asked.He put the metal piece in his bag.Fortunately, it's just a decoration on the shield, it's not considered sharp, and it's not even considered a breach of harmony if it's placed on a bookshelf as an ornament.

"What?" Bunyan looked a little surprised. He looked at Siles and said, "Oh, you can take this "Karakak's Diary", it's just a copy."

Siles was surprised to hear this answer, and he couldn't help saying: "I'm very grateful...but I'm a little flattered."

"Do you think our attitude towards you is too friendly?" Bunyan said, and he took Siles to the office, which looked like Bunyan's daily rest and work place, "but you can help us find Hamlin the Apostate."

He handed Siles the copy of The Diary of Karakak, and said, "We are very grateful."

"...I understand." Siles said, "But, didn't you say before that the things stolen by the apostates could not be recovered?"

A slightly anxious expression appeared on Bunyan's face: "Yes." He sighed, "However, the bishop already has a countermeasure."

Siles thought, let some priests leave their original parishes?

He couldn't help asking: "Can you tell me how you investigated?"

"Through that apostate." Bunyan said simply, and then added, "Through various methods, let him completely recount his experience in the west city."

"But didn't he get hurt and then had a high fever? Can he still remember?"

Bunyan hesitated for a moment, then asked: "Do you know that there is a way to treat mental illness these days, called hypnosis?"

Siles was slightly taken aback, then nodded.

Bunyan breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "We hired a professional doctor, and he helped the apostate recall his experience in the western city. He has been hiding in Tibet, and has traveled almost half of the western city.

"However, even though he recalled his whereabouts, he still couldn't remember when he lost... that thing. He felt that he let down his vigilance after stealing it. He kept thinking about how to get rid of the chase, but forgot what he stole.

"We still suspect the underground gangs in West City. There are a lot of fish and dragons in that place. Maybe a thief is after him, but he didn't pay attention."

Siles asked, "What about the doctor?"

"Doctor?" Bunyan was taken aback. "You mean Chester Fitzroy? What happened to him?"

Siles thought for a while and said: "I think your thinking may have entered a misunderstanding. Even if Hamlin relaxes his vigilance, he will definitely pay attention to his belongings in places like underground gangs. Just like you As said, there are mixed fish and dragons in that place.

"And at 13 Milford Street, when the doctor is treating his wound, he will feel that the place is safe, harmless and under his control. At this time, people will completely lose their vigilance, no ?"

Bunyan was stunned.

"Maybe he left it with the doctor and he didn't realize it," said Siles. "The doctor probably didn't know the importance of the thing, or even that it belonged to Hamlin. Randomly thrown in a corner..."

Siles said so.

He might not really think so, but when he realized that the Church of the Past hadn't noticed Chester at all, he knew that he had to find a way to make the Church of the Past pay attention to what they ignored.

There is some truth to this statement given by Siles.

What Bunyan didn't fully confess was that the investigation of the past church in the underground gang had reached a stalemate.They did find a few people who had been in contact with Hamlin, but none of them could give any leads.

They can't make too much noise, otherwise it is very likely to attract the attention of other followers of the old gods, and the loss outweighs the gain.

The possibility proposed by Siles happened to be a possibility that the church had never imagined in the past.They thought the group of people at 13 Milford Street were ordinary people, so they didn't pay too much attention.

But that is indeed a possibility.

Bunyan immediately became excited: "You're right! I'll check it out right away."

He was about to say goodbye to Sirius, but Sirius stopped him and asked, "I want to see Dominique, is he there?"

"Dominic?" Bunyan thought for a moment. "He should be in the office. That's where you were last time, remember?"

Siles nodded and watched Bunyan leave.He also put the copy of "Karacak's Diary" in his bag, then found Dominique's office according to his memory, and knocked on the door.

"Come in." Dominique's voice came from inside.

Siles opened the door and went in, then said, "Good afternoon, Dominique."

Dominic was originally immersed in the document, but when he heard this familiar voice, he raised his head: "Aha, Professor Noel! It seems that you have received my letter?"

"Yes." Siles nodded, he closed the door behind his back, and then sat in front of Dominic.

Dominic finally wrote a line on the document, then stretched his waist, opened the window for ventilation, and said: "You came at the right time, I can chat with you for a while."

The slightly dark-skinned man leaned back on the chair comfortably, showing a pensive expression a little lazily.

After a while, he said, "Where should I start with you... let's start with Mervyn Burrier, Kabell's assistant teacher." He paused, and then said, "You know this man Teaching assistant?"

Siles thought for a while, then shook his head.He didn't even know Professor Kabell very well, let alone the teaching assistant.

In fact, this was the first time he had heard the term of the teaching assistant.Usually, they, including other professors and students of the Faculty of Literature and History, used "Professor Kabell's assistant" and "that gloomy young assistant" to refer to this person.

Mervyn Burrier.This is his name.

“… 22 years old, very young, isn’t he? He’s not even a legitimate research scholar,” Dominique said. “So we looked up how he ended up as a teaching assistant at Ramifah University.”

"turn out?"

Dominique showed a subtle smile: "He shouldn't have been an assistant professor at Ramifa University. It was Kabell who brought him in."

Siles suddenly realized, and said, "So, they have known each other for a long time."

"That's right." Dominique said, "I checked how they met, and I found out that the Borier family is a down-and-out aristocratic family. Up to now, only Mervin and one The old butler, everyone else is dead.

"Kabel seems to be researching a subject. And you know, this kind of down-and-out aristocratic family always keeps some old books. I don't know where Kabell heard about the Bourrier family, so I visited them, and finally And Mervyn became acquainted.

"...These things were told to me by the old steward of the Borier family. He also said that Kabell always studied an ancient book with Mervyn, muttering and not knowing what he was talking about."

Upon hearing this, Siles subconsciously looked at Donimike, and said, "You mean..."

"As you said, Professor Noel." Dominic snapped his fingers, "The young teaching assistant left in too much haste, leaving behind an important clue—the book."

Siles immediately asked, "What book?"

Dominique seemed to appreciate Siles's flattery. He took out a document from the messy pile of paper and said, "The transcript. You can take a look."

Siles took it and opened it, thinking, another copy.Scribes in this world seem to be valued, but—dangerous too?Perhaps the vast majority of books are fine, but in case a problematic book is transcribed...

Such as the manuscript of the painter Leon?

He didn't seem to have ever heard of such a situation.Or maybe those scribes just died in the corner where no one knows.Siles thought.

When he really looked down at the words on the paper, he temporarily forgot these thoughts in his heart.

The book that Cabell and Mervyn are working on, to be precise, is a collection of letters, the name is "Thirteen Letters from Mrs. Debris and Her Lover", which looks like a lady and an underground lover secret correspondence.

If Siles hadn't believed in Dominic's character, then he might have wondered if the other party handed him the vulgar novels he usually read.

But the next moment, when Siles saw the contents of the letter, he couldn't help but gasp in surprise.

He didn't even look carefully, but looked up at Dominic and asked, "Is Mrs. Debliss a believer in Silence?"

"Very pious, enough to touch the gods." Dominique said with a smile.

Inexplicably, Sirius felt a chill down his back.He lowered his eyes again and read one of them intently.

Just as he thought, these correspondences were letters between a noble lady and her underground lover, in which countless words of love were poured out, some of which were so outrageous that Sirius didn't want to read them carefully.

However, all of this happened after a certain god fell.

"...Oh my love, if it weren't for your existence, I really don't know what is the meaning of living in this dark world. The world is quietly losing its original appearance, everything has changed, everything has become I am very strange.

"(A lot of love words, Sirius skipped over.)

"...When that happened, it was as if the sky had collapsed. Until now, I still can't believe it. My belief, my god, the god who should always be on top, is like this...

"Gone. Dead. Not anymore.

"That's what it is. God is like this, and so is man. Death, nothingness, darkness, it's like the end of everything, and people will always remember that moment, at least I will. I think I was also at that moment, at least I Parts of me also died at that moment.

"I can't believe it, I can't believe it... I began to doubt whether my faith was firm, but I did firmly follow in the footsteps of my God. I believe in Him, serve Him, and love Him.

"But in the end, I am still alive. I should fall into the bottomless abyss to punish my unclean beliefs and improper words and deeds. I imagined death and followed my god, but I always stopped.

"But I'm not alive either. I'm like that, and so is everyone else. The world is like that. Do you hear the world screaming at the disappearance of my god? That's so obvious.

"...I saw it happen with my own eyes. With my own eyes. Everything will return to... the world, the nothingness of the world. Do you know what lies behind the fog?

"My dear, don't learn about the fog. Don't."

The letter ended here, and Sirius fell into silence.

After a while, he looked at Dominic and said after deliberation, "This letter... may be a heavy blow to some people."

A devout believer claims to have witnessed the fall of a god—disappearance and death.For some followers of the old gods who believe that gods are just sleeping, and some people who believe that "gods are gods", it will make them crazy and collapse.

Dominic nodded.As a follower of Antinam, he maintained a calm and calm attitude.

He said: "Maybe this is really the reason why Cabel and Mervin disappeared. They went to find-a possible place where the god fell, to confirm that the god did indeed fall."

"The Land of No Embers," Sirius said in a low voice.

"I think so," Dominique said.

Siles pondered for a moment, then asked, "Which old god is Mrs. Debris?"

"Menawaka." Dominique replied casually.

... Menawaka.God of commerce and vows, balance of constraints.

Wait, balance? !

Siles' face suddenly changed.

Dominic noticed this keenly, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Siles frowned, and said uncertainly, "Remember when Ms. Catherine Kinsey helped me deal with out-of-control timing?"

"I remember." Dominic nodded, "The two time tracks have now been transferred to me. What's wrong?"

"Actually, there were three items put together at the time." Siles took a deep breath, "But there was one that seemed to be fine, so Ms. Kinsey didn't take it away. It was a necklace."

Dominic looked at him incredulously.

Siles' voice was very deep: "The shape of the necklace is like... a balance falling from one end."

Dominic's expression changed almost instantly.

The two looked at each other in silence, knowing what the other was thinking.

Dominic almost sleepy