Mobet glanced at Leonard and said doubtfully:

"It's not that cruel and evil..."

He immediately picked up the wine glass and took a sip:

"Don't you know that the higher the sequence, the more cruel and crazy one becomes? If there is no angel in the family of the nobles of the Solomon Empire, they will definitely be different from normal people.

“As for the degree of evil and cruelty, it is related to the chosen anchor and the characteristics of one’s own extraordinary path. In this regard, I don’t know what my great-grandfather was like. I only know that he was very kind to us and his words and actions were relatively casual.

"In addition, the rules set by His Majesty the Emperor all have one key point, and that is inconsistency. If all the nobles have the same style, they will definitely not be satisfied."

I've thought of the first reason, but the second one is a little unexpected and inexplicably funny... Did the "Black Emperor" of the Solomon Empire give himself obsessive-compulsive disorder? It must be incongruous... Klein didn't wear a very thick mask, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

At this time, Audrey "Justice" turned her head to look at him and expressed the same question as Mr. "Star":

"anchor?"

They all knew that the aesthetic of the Quaternary was asymmetry and disharmony, and they took this as common sense, so they didn't think deeply about why there was such an aesthetic.

"For the gods, believers and faith are anchors." Klein explained simply.

I see... Audrey felt as if her vision had been broadened, allowing her to examine the relationship between gods and believers from another perspective.

At the same time, she thought with a little doubt:

"When Mr. Fool first revived, there should have been few believers. What was his anchor at that time?"

Leonard listened carefully to Klein's answer, and his expression became uncontrollably serious, as if he had thought of a lot of things in an instant.

He quickly turned his attention back to Mobet, and after a moment of deliberation, he said:

"What kind of angel is Pales Zoroaster? What are his behaviors?"

Leonard was still very cautious. He hadn't completely believed that the grandfather in his body was Pales Zoroast. Well, it was possible that the real Pales had fallen, and the one who was alive now was an impostor. For the angels of the "Thief" path, this was a routine operation... But in the eyes of the hidden existence, even if someone replaced that identity, they would not deliberately expose it...

Haha, when it comes to more important, interesting, and personal safety matters, Leonard is more reliable than I thought. Otherwise, he wouldn't have discovered that I was still alive... As for other aspects, he is too, too casual, and too accustomed to following past experience. It's not that he has no brains, he's just too lazy to use them... Klein couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Mobet was stunned for two seconds, then took another sip of distilled liquor and said:

"The old man behaves like an ordinary old man at home. He is a bit nagging, likes to criticize his offspring, and likes to enjoy life. If you didn't know it in advance, no one would have thought that he was a Sequence 1 angel. His aesthetic taste is a bit different from that of His Majesty the Emperor. He is obsessed with classification and emphasizes cleanliness... When facing an enemy, he is good at deception and likes to deal with him in a way that makes the target collapse..."

This is consistent with the characteristics currently displayed by the old man... Leonard nodded slightly and asked:

"Do you have a portrait of yourself?"

"How could I carry a portrait with me? I'm not looking for anyone!" Mobet shook his head in amusement.

At this moment, Leonard suddenly pointed to the side:

"That's it!"

"Ah?" Mobet turned his head in confusion and bewilderment, and found that there was an oil painting on his right hand side without him noticing.

As he picked up the painting, the content on it gradually became clear, revealing an old man with dark brown eyes.

The man's hair was completely white, not too sparse, and combed neatly back. There were almost no wrinkles on his forehead, corners of his eyes, and around his mouth, so he didn't look that old.

It can be seen that he must have looked quite good when he was young, and was quite similar to Mobet, but his overall temperament was more serious.

I really can't tell that it's a Sequence 1 angel... Is this because it hasn't revealed its mythical creature form? Audrey "Justice" tiptoed and glanced at the painting.

After Leonard memorized the contents of the portrait, he asked a few more questions related to the Zoroast family, and received relatively satisfactory answers. The only exception was the names of the potions from Sequence 3 to Sequence 0. Mobet was also unclear. He only vaguely knew that Sequence 1 seemed to be called "Time Worm".

After finishing this topic, Leonard turned to ask about the Solomon Empire:

"Who were the great nobles of the empire in your time?"

"There are not many families with the title of Duke." Mobet put down his wine glass and spread out his palms. "We are the Zoroaster family, the Abraham family, the Zarat family, and the Medici family. Although Lord Ouroboros does not have a title, his status is no worse than that of a great noble."

Every time he said something, he bent a finger and clenched it into a fist.

Then he smiled and said:

"At that time, although Tudor and Trunsoest were the most loyal angels to His Majesty the Emperor, they still had to rank below us, on par with Augustus and Castilla."

The history of the Augustus family can actually be traced back to the era of the Solomon Empire... "Justice" Audrey was slightly surprised, but she listened more attentively.

Leonard thought about it and continued to ask:

"What was the situation in the Northern Continent like in that era?"

"All living beings submit to His Majesty the Emperor. Even the gods, in order to fight against hostile forces, recognize His Majesty the Emperor's rule." Mobet laughed, "They all have their own countries on earth, in relatively barren places. In short, the Night, the God of War, and the God of Death are in confrontation. There are great contradictions among the three gods of Storm, Sun, and Wisdom. The attitude of the Earth is ambiguous, but it is more inclined to the God of War. This makes it impossible for them to cooperate stably and it is difficult to fight against the alliance of His Majesty the Emperor and the True Creator."

At this point, Mobet sighed and said:

"It was precisely for the sake of balance that His Majesty the Emperor did not attack the southern continent, allowing the God of Death to unify the Harvest Plains and the Ancient Forest and establish the Kingdom of Balam."

No, in the end the six gods reached a consensus, so the "Black Emperor" fell, and the Tudor-Trensost United Empire was established... Leonard thought of some things that Pales Zoroast mentioned, and inexplicably felt the vicissitudes of history.

At this time, Mobet turned his head again, looked at him and said:

“Any cigarettes?

"This little thing coming from a believer in the True Creator is really nice."

Leonard immediately mobilized his dreams, materialized a cigarette and handed it over.

"Is this improved?" Mobet stretched out his right hand, stole a fire from the kitchen behind the tavern, lit the cigarette, and took a deep puff.

Seeing the smoke coming out of his nostrils, Leonard asked curiously:

“Believers of the True Creator like to smoke?”

"Yes, even Lord Medici smokes a few cigarettes occasionally, although it is just a habit for him." Mobet answered without hiding anything.

Leonard nodded slightly and asked:

"Which god do you believe in?"

"Of course it's His Majesty the Emperor. All the nobles of the empire believe in His Majesty the Emperor, except for Lord Medici and Lord Ouroboros. They believe in the true Creator. Also, Lord Duke Bethel Abraham may just be a false believer. As far as I know, he only believes in himself." Mobet said casually.

Bethel Abraham... Klein's heart moved, and he was about to signal Leonard to ask more about this, when he heard the poet classmate ask:

"Is Duke Bethel Abraham very powerful?"

Obviously, the ancestor of the Abraham family was so eye-catching because of his completely different performance from other imperial nobles.

"Very powerful, even Medici and Lord Ouroboros are afraid of him." Mobet blew out another smoke ring and said, "In the Age of Strife, he is recognized as one of the angels with the greatest chance of becoming a god."

"The Age of Strife?" Leonard asked with a hint of confusion.

Mobet looked at the slowly burning cigarette in his hand and said:

"This taste isn't exciting enough. Haha. The Age of Conflict refers to the period from the end of the Great Cataclysm to the establishment of the Empire, which is about 112 years. The first ancestor of our Zoroast family who became an angel died in the Age of Conflict. Fortunately, we had the help of His Majesty the Emperor, who had not yet become a god at that time, and did not lose our Beyonder characteristics."

"Who did it?" Leonard asked immediately.

Mobet shook his head.

"I'm not yet Sequence 4, so there are many things I'm not qualified to know.

"Let's talk about Lord Bethel Abraham. I don't know much about him, but I'm very interested in his family and the extraordinary path they master. It is said that 'apprentices' can roam the starry sky when they reach Sequence 2. Uh, there are also rumors that they can reach Sequence 3."

Starry sky? Klein's pupils slightly dilated, and his mind became more focused.

At this time, Mobet continued:

"They left behind a lot of travel notes about the starry sky, which recorded many interesting things. Unfortunately, I have never been able to borrow them. However, I have heard of the three laws of starry sky travel that they summarized:

“First, do not respond to any calls. Second, do not approach creatures or buildings you do not understand recklessly. Third, endure loneliness.”

The starry sky sounds vast and dangerous... I wonder if the Abraham family still has some travel notes related to the starry sky. I'll ask Miss Magician later... Klein glanced over and happened to meet Miss Justice's gaze. The two immediately realized that the other person had also thought of Miss Magician.

Leonard did the same, nodded slightly, and asked about other things.

During this process, as Mobet recalled, the dream changed, and they saw the appearance of high-ranking people such as Medici and Ouroboros.

Of course, since Mobet had little contact with the "Black Emperor" and Bethel Abraham and he didn't dare to look them in the eye, their images were blurry.

At the end, Audrey grabbed Klein and Leonard's arms respectively and took them into Siatas' dream.

The elf singer was standing in the garden, holding his stomach, frowning at Mobet:

"Can you steal the fetus from my belly and put it into your body?"

"Of course I can, but even if I put him in my body, I won't be able to conceive him." Mobet replied with a look of fear.

Siatas thought about it seriously and said:

"Then steal the corresponding organs as well?"

"…If it's just stealing, it might be possible to succeed, but as for the follow-up, the follow-up, I have no way to do it. This is beyond my ability…" Mobet said tremblingly.

The conversation between the man and the elf made Klein, Leonard, and Audrey all look dazed.

"...How about I do it this time?" After several seconds, "Justice" Audrey took the initiative to suggest.