Mystery: Chaos Path

Did Roland love this world? Definitely not.

Although Roland had adjusted his mentality after being awakened by Medici last time, facing his friends with more genuine emotions instead of treating them like his favorite paper characters, it still didn't mean Roland would love this world.

He wasn't that philanthropic. Even before the transmigration, Roland couldn't say he deeply loved his hometown, let alone this world he had only been in for less than four months.

“…In this regard, I'm no different from you.” Medici glanced at Roland, suddenly chuckled self-deprecatingly, and said, “I don't love those mortals, at least not any one of them individually. If it weren't for needing a war, I might not even participate in the things you're doing now…”

Roland quietly looked at him and said, “But you do love this world, love humanity.”

“…It's ridiculous, isn't it!” Medici didn't deny it this time, just twitched the corner of his mouth and said, “Maybe it's because I was influenced by the Sun God, or maybe because they were ultimately a race I personally saved… I don't care about any one of them, but I really can't bear to watch them perish.”

“Not ridiculous, just a very normal situation!” Roland smiled, revealing a look of reminiscence, his eyes rare with recollection, and said:

“I've seen many people, many, many people. Some of them really couldn't be considered good people, but were villains, liars, scumbags who should be locked up in prison for life. But before the apocalypse, before the extinction of the race, they still chose to stand up, chose to sacrifice themselves one after another. Without them, I might not have made up my mind in the first place… Heh!”

Roland smiled and didn't continue. He then looked at Medici, raised his hand, and tapped lightly at the location of Medici's heart, smiling and said:

“Medici, you're already human!”

“Although you don't have a human body, you do have a mortal heart. That's good, really good.”

Medici looked at him, not denying his words. Medici just suddenly sneered and asked, “What about you, little monster, do you have a mortal heart?”

“…I hope I do.” Roland smiled and said, “So I'm learning, learning what true humanity is like, learning how to be a human.”

Medici stared at him, and after a long time, suddenly curled his lip and said, “And you have the nerve to call Amon inhuman.”

“Logically speaking, although I may indeed still have many things to learn and consolidate regarding humanity, compared to Amon, I'm still much better in this regard, right!” As soon as these words came out, Roland became unhappy and directly retorted.

“Hopefully.” Medici glanced at him, not saying anything sarcastic, but it seemed like every letter was filled with sarcasm.

…

Just as the two people in the different space were about to start arguing, in the real world, the battle between the Angel of War and William I had also ended.

“Do you believe now that I am the real Angel of War?” The Angel of War tidied up her slightly messy hair from the recent battle, feeling refreshed.

Facts prove that beating up an idiot when you're unhappy really helps to soothe your mood—by Angel of War.

“…Lord Medici, I have never doubted your identity.” William I, whose nose was bruised and face swollen from the beating, was not in a good mood. He really had grievances he couldn't voice, not understanding why Medici was so irritable, hitting him without a word. Could it be a sequela from falling and then resurrecting?

William I muttered in his heart. The Angel of War in his impression was warlike, but not so quick to hit people without saying a word!

The key was that he was just an ordinary Sequence 1 of the Arbiter pathway, really unable to beat the Angel King of the War pathway with Uniqueness.

—William I naturally didn't know that he had accidentally run into the line of fire. He wouldn't have been beaten up if the situation had been different.

Moreover… William I's gaze swept around, confirming that no one was coming to investigate the situation, not even anyone from his own Augustus family, let alone people from the Church, a hint of incomprehension and vigilance flashing in his heart.

The commotion when they fought just now was not small. William I didn't help cover up the commotion because he was worried that Medici had come to talk about cooperation on the surface, but was actually here to kill people. Logically speaking, the three major Churches should have sent someone over halfway through their fight.

But now no one has come, as if no one has noticed the commotion here.

“Don't look, this space has long been sealed off, the commotion can't get out.” The Angel of War saw what William I was thinking, sneered, and said.

William I's heart tightened, and at the same time, he was filled with more doubts—to be able to seal off the space without him noticing, it had to be an angel of the Door pathway, and not just any angel.

But the Door pathway… wasn't Sequence 1 only Mr. Door?

William I knew very well that this person had been unfortunately corrupted by an Outer God as early as the Fourth Epoch, and was now sealed in some different space, not knowing where. How could he possibly come to seal off this space.

“Heh!” The Angel of War glanced at William I, guessing what he was wondering, and sneered, without explaining anything.

The Angel of War would naturally not tell William I that a magical fellow could summon projections of people from the past. Before summoning him to negotiate with you, he had already summoned Mr. Door in advance to seal off the space.

With Mr. Door's strength, if he personally sealed off the space, let alone a Hand of Order, even a True God might not be able to detect it.

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“Tsk…” Thinking of this, the Angel of War couldn't help but think of the fox-like fellow standing beside him in the future, smiling.

What on earth was the future him thinking, mixing with such a fellow, wasn't he afraid of being sold again?

Thinking of this, the Angel of War felt a little irritable again. He then looked at William I and said with a hint of impatience: “I don't have time to play dumb with you, you should have guessed my intention.”

“…Augustus has always been very willing to cooperate with the Aurora Order, but after all, this matter is of great importance, so we have considered it for a little longer…” William I instinctively smiled at Medici, but because he pulled at the wound, the smile seemed a little hideous.

…

Facts prove that in a world where fists are power, it is really easy to negotiate with someone with a big fist.

At least William I's sliding kneel was very fast in the face of the Angel of War's sandbag-sized fist.

Of course, although it is said to be a sliding kneel, it is not entirely so. After all, William I is also a Sequence One, and has the ambition and courage to promote to Sequence 0. Even if he is willing now, giving up on promoting the Black Emperor, he can instantly turn to the three major Churches of the Night, Storm, and Steam, and become close "allies" of the three gods again.

Under such confidence, William I's sliding kneel is only reflected in small issues, such as agreeing very readily to resources, colonies, and other things that are important to Augustus, but not so important. However, on issues of principle, such as the birth of the Black Emperor, such as whether it is an alliance or dependence, and such as issues of faith division, he still shows no sign of budging.