svetikya Chapter 88 Amon thinks Rosen is crazy
Chapter 88 Amon thinks Rosen is crazy
Chapter 88 Amon thinks Rosen is crazy
Sasriel keenly noticed Zhou Mingrui's choice of words. Before he could ask again, he heard Rosen's smiling voice: "By the way, Sasriel, you should also be able to sense that Klein is now the controller of Source Castle, but his current condition isn't particularly good. I heard that Father is the most powerful psychologist; perhaps he can help Klein adjust his condition?"
really!
Upon hearing this, Sasriel felt a sense of understanding. As a fellow controller of source matter, he naturally had some sensitivity to certain powers.
But this doesn't mean Sasriel wasn't surprised. After all, in this era, theoretically, there shouldn't be anyone controlling the Source Castle, especially not in this way—
Sasriel gave Zhou Mingrui a deep look. He could tell that although the other party's condition was not particularly good, there was still a long way to go before the mysterious power could be restored in him.
And for some reason, when facing the other party, Sasriel had a subtle feeling as if he were facing the sun god.
This feeling wasn't about how similar the two people were, but rather a more subtle intuition, as if He was facing not an ordinary angel, but a pillar.
Did Rosen do something again?
Thinking of this, Sussril looked at Rosen and said, "I will inform the Lord about this. He will probably be very concerned about Mr. Klein's condition as well."
Sasriel knew that no matter where the Sun God was or what he was doing, he would definitely come back once he knew of Klein's existence.
The emergence of a controller for the Source Castle is truly a momentous piece of news, potentially even altering the current global landscape.
Especially since this controller was brought back by Rosen, Rosen's good friend, the Sun God would only attach even more importance to this matter.
"Then I'll wait for good news!" Rosen waved his hand with a smile, then, as if remembering something, he pulled out a huge oil painting from somewhere and said with a smile, "By the way, this is a gift I brought back for you from the Fifth Era. I specially found the best painter to paint it using the most characteristic painting style of the era."
Sasriel paused for a moment, then almost instinctively smiled as he saw that the painting depicted several angel kings gathered at a banquet. Sasriel glanced at the painting and recognized everyone he knew, such as Rosen, Amon, Medici, and even the Sun God himself.
Apart from Sasriel himself.
Rosen then introduced with a smile, "This painting is called 'Sassriel at Work.' Does it look familiar?"
Sasriel fell silent. He recalled a familiar old joke, which made his expression somewhat helpless, but not angry. He simply reached out and patted Rosen's head, saying, "Thank you, I really like this gift."
"Aren't you angry?" Rosen blinked, and said bluntly, "I was implying something about you!"
Upon hearing this, Sasriel couldn't help but chuckle. He then made a gesture and said, "Alright, maybe you're a little angry? But seeing a familiar joke in a strange era makes that little bit of anger disappear."
"You have too good a temper." Rosen shook his head in exasperation and said, "You can't do this. If you keep going like this, you'll be used as a tool until you die."
"But I'm just a tool, aren't I?" Sasriel said with a smile, clearly not caring about the matter.
"Sigh, hopeless." Rosen sighed and shook his head, then pulled out another oil painting from somewhere and said sullenly, "I was just kidding you. Actually, 'Sassriel at Work' was the painting I was going to give to Uncle, but this is the one for you."
Sasriel paused for a moment. He looked at the new oil painting and saw the familiar garden. In the center of the garden, a familiar figure was reclining on a deck chair, taking a nap. The golden sunlight shone on his face, blurring his features, but anyone could recognize who it was.
Not far from Him, small animals with distinct features huddled together, each easily recognizable as their counterpart. These animals seemed to be enjoying this moment of peace, a sight that made one's lips curl into a smile.
In one corner of the painting, a window of a study can be vaguely seen, through which a golden shadow can be seen in the room.
"This is 'The Sun God at Work'," Rosen introduced with a smile. "I originally wanted to draw everyone directly on it, but after thinking about it, I realized that drawing them as small animals would be cuter and more in line with Sasriel's style."
"—It really is adorable." Sasriel clearly also liked the painting "The Sun God at Work." He gazed at the scene for a long time, unable to resist a smile, then looked at Rosen and said, "So I'm the second father?"
"Yes, that's right!" Rosen nodded matter-of-factly, then blinked and said, "Second Uncle, please pass on 'Sassriel at Work' to First Uncle. I have to go deliver gifts to the others now. Bye!"
After saying that, Rosen grabbed Zhou Mingrui and ran off in a flash.
Seeing this, Sasriel shook his head helplessly. He then carefully placed the two paintings separately, and his expression immediately became serious.
He had to contact the sun god.
"Amon, I'm back. Did you miss your brother?"
With a loud "bang," the door to Amon's room was kicked open again. Amon, who was reading in his room, took a deep breath, then looked up at the doorway and sneered.
"brush--"
The weapons, seemingly random yet systematically arranged, were stuck into the door panel. Rosen, who had just used the door panel as cover, glanced at the swords, spears, halberds, and spiked clubs stuck in the panel and clicked his tongue, saying, "Pretty well prepared!"
"You—" Amon smirked, about to say something, when he suddenly froze. He looked abruptly at Zhou Mingrui behind Rosen, his expression one of obvious astonishment.
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Rosen tossed the door aside, then pulled Zhou Mingrui forward and enthusiastically introduced him to Amon: "Amon, I have some good news to share with you. This is my good friend Klein. He has become a Mysterious Servant and has also taken control of the Source Castle."
After a pause, Rosen looked at Amon's bewildered and unpleasant expression, then added with a smile, "By the way, he now possesses a mysterious status, and all of this is inseparable from my help!"
Amon: ————
Amon took a deep breath, finally unable to contain himself any longer, and said, "Rosen, are you crazy?"
Although Amon didn't really want to become the Lord of Mysteries, as a mischievous child, he obviously had the possessiveness that a mischievous child should have, otherwise he wouldn't have been so resentful about Rosen taking away the unique power.
Therefore, upon learning that Rosen had actually helped others become controllers of the Source Castle, Amon was genuinely bewildered: "You actually helped others become controllers of the Source Castle?"
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