Mystery: Chaos Path

“Crack—”

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The apple in Medici's hand was instantly crushed. Even when he had just heard Roland mention the fifth honored name of the Primordial Witch, he had vaguely sensed this conspiracy. But at this moment, Medici still lost his composure, to the point that he couldn't control the strength in his hand.

This is normal. Any normal person who hears such a terrifying thing would probably not be better off than him.

"What a waste!" Roland looked at the crushed apple in his hand with some regret, and after thinking for a while, he reminded, "Clean up the garbage you made yourself."

Medici… Roland's words choked Medici, giving him a feeling of mixed emotions. He glanced at Roland with some resentment, and seeing that Roland was still seriously making coffee, Medici simply snapped his fingers.

Instantly, flames lit up, burning all the apple debris to ashes, yet without damaging a single piece of furniture. It was clear that he was a skilled worker.

Roland then raised his head, looked at Medici who was obediently cleaning up the garbage, and said with a smile, "You're quite skilled… It seems Mr. Sun God really taught you well."

"Heh, who do you think was taking care of Amon before?" Medici rolled his eyes unhappily. After this interruption, he couldn't get excited anymore, and could only mutter, "Madman!"

It's just that I don't know who this 'madman' is scolding.

Anyway, Roland assumed that Medici was scolding the Primordial Witch and Tudor. He smiled and said, "They are indeed madmen, so Tudor is dead. He wanted to play this big game, but unfortunately, Adam didn't want to play with him."

"It seems that that fanatic occasionally does some good things." Medici's expression improved a bit, and his expression wasn't too surprised.

"Strictly speaking, He has always been doing good things, but good things in terms of the overall situation. Of course, you are one of the victims, so I support you in scolding Him fiercely." Roland said with a smile, and continued to lower his head to make his coffee. Soon, two freshly made hand-ground coffees were ready.

Roland handed one of them to Medici and said sincerely, "Come, have a cup of coffee to calm your mood."

Medici took the coffee and took a sip, and his brows furrowed. He almost spat it out on the spot. He looked at Roland and said in disbelief, "How much sugar did you put in?"

"Half a cup?" Roland reported a number uncertainly, took a sip of the coffee in his hand, and said, "Of course, just your cup, after all, you seem to be in a bad mood."

In other words, because you were in a bad mood, I put extra sugar in your coffee.

"Should I say thank you?" Medici said unhappily, his voice almost squeezed out from between his teeth.

"You should indeed thank me, but not because of this cup of coffee, but because of the information I just told you." Roland took another sip of coffee and continued with a smile:

"The Primordial Witch has not given up on their original plan, so ah, Little Red, you have to be careful and don't become a member of the hot pot again."

Hearing this, Medici glanced at Roland, then sneered, not knowing who he was mocking, and then said, "I never owe anyone favors. What do you want?"

"I'm always generous to allies, so I'll give you a bargain price. Give me that Red Priest Blasphemy Card, anyway, it's useless to you!" Roland smiled, not surprised by Medici's reaction.

The thing he admired most about Medici was that although this person was theoretically one of the strongest conspirators, probably because he was influenced by the Ancient Sun God, Medici's credibility with allies was actually very good. In the original book, after he allied with the Eternal Blazing Sun, he even sincerely wanted to save the Blazing Sun.

It's a pity that the Blazing Sun still died. It can only be said that God harmed people deeply and can be called the number one traitor in 'Mysteries'.

"Tsk, in the end, you still want this card. I'm very curious, what's the use of it to you?" Medici sneered, and with a flip of his palm, the Red Priest Blasphemy Card appeared in his hand, "Don't tell me you just want the potion formula for the Hunter pathway."

Roland stretched out his hand and drew the Red Priest card from Medici's hand. The latter didn't stop him, obviously agreeing to the deal.

Roland, after taking the card, looked at the first Blasphemy Card he got, and casually said, "I just want to do some research. The Blasphemy Card is related to the Outer Gods, and I happen to be very interested in the Outer Gods recently."

Medici raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and didn't say whether he believed it or not.

Roland, after studying the Red Priest card for a few seconds, casually put the card away, looked up at Medici, and said, "Since the information transaction is over, let's talk about other things!"

Medici's expression also became serious when he heard this. He knew that Roland was going to talk to him about the Conqueror characteristic transaction.

In fact, this was indeed the case. Roland then played with the Conqueror characteristic again, and his smile became unprecedentedly bright. He looked at Medici and said, "Work for me for three years, and it will be yours after three years. How about it, isn't it a good deal?"

Medici frowned. Using three years in exchange for a Conqueror characteristic was a deal that no one would refuse. As Roland said, it was a good deal.

After all, for an angel, three years is just a blink of an eye.

No mistake, one first, one hair, one inside, one content, one in, one look!

"I will not betray the Lord." But Medici didn't say whether he agreed or refused, he just said.

"You don't need to betray the True Creator, don't forget, we are allies! Just treat it as your Lord temporarily lending you to me. Work here for three years and you can go back, or you can just treat this as a special mission lasting three years."

Roland said this, alluding to: "I think the True Creator wouldn't mind this matter either."

Medici remained noncommittal when he heard this. He suddenly tilted his head, as if listening to something. After a while, Medici looked at Roland, obviously having made a decision. He said, "I can work for you for three years, but if you issue some tasks that are obviously suicidal during this period, I also have the right to refuse."

"Of course!" Roland nodded, smiled again, and said, "Don't worry, I don't have the hobby of sending others to die. I am very fond of the workers who work for me. Here, your badge, welcome to join the Fun-seeker Club."

After Roland finished speaking, he took out a badge from his pocket and handed it to Medici.

Medici's expression was not surprised when he received the badge. He obviously knew about this thing, because Mr. A had already reported it to his superiors. He just glanced at the badge, then smiled as if he thought of something, and looked at Roland and said, "So you really want to get Bethel back?"