Chapter 313 Lyle's Past
When he saw the blood that Lyle spat out, Bai Wei realized belatedly that he was almost forgetting the basic setting of Krypton Life.
Although if you think about it carefully, you can't blame him. After all, after Uru, his hosts are tougher than each other. Jellal's steel body is far superior to ordinary people, and Helvinia's sound body is even more durable, and Ade didn't become his host. So when Bai Wei used Lyle, a real mortal, he didn't remember that his power actually had side effects.
Moreover, it was [Domination] which had extremely serious side effects. Just a few words would have greatly reduced Lyle's lifespan. If there were two more words, Bai Wei could have considered finding the next host.
"Wei, Lord Visas." Seeing that Bai Wei didn't speak for a long time, Lyle became even more panicked. "I, what's wrong with me? You, don't scare me."
"Ah, don't worry." Bai Wei said slowly, "It's just a minor side effect."
Lyle looked down at the blood he had vomited, his mouth twitching slightly: "Just a little side effect?"
"Well, yes, believe me, this won't kill you... yet."
temporary?!
Lyle was even more panicked. He was about to say something when he heard Bai Wei sighing, "Ah, I didn't expect your body to be so fragile. I only used a little bit of my strength and you couldn't bear it. You are indeed much worse than my former apostle. It seems that I can't lend you my strength in the future."
Bai Wei's words abruptly blocked what Lyle wanted to say. He held it in for a long time, his face turned red, and finally he just said: "I'm sorry, Lord Visas, my body is really a bit weak... But please believe me, I will definitely work harder in other aspects and not lose to your other apostles!"
Bai Wei said "hmm" lightly, which made Lyle feel a little relieved, but then he felt a sense of depression rising in his heart.
Half of it was because he was inexplicably seriously injured, and the other half was because... Lord Visas actually had other apostles? !
Was it the old one or the current one? If it was the old one, that would be fine, but if it was the current one… wouldn’t that mean he was still competing with others for the job? !
No way, how come being a lackey of the evil god requires internal competition these days? Then when Lord Visas is resurrected, what will he do with the position of Pope that he has always dreamed of?
This is really... Oh, forget it, if I can't be the Pope, I can be a high priest. I can be considered a superior person, and I don't have to pay attention to influence like the Pope. When the time comes, I can use my power to do some shady jobs. Maybe I can live a more comfortable life than the Pope.
Thinking of this, Lyle's originally depressed mood gradually recovered. Bai Wei, who had seen all of his inner thoughts, couldn't help but sigh in his heart, what a pure person he was.
"Lord Visas, what should we do now?" Lyle looked at the mummy in front of him and felt a little uncomfortable. "Is this the messenger from the Land of Contract? Why is it like this?"
He thought it was Bai Wei who did it.
"This is the consequence of violating the 'contract'." Bai Wei said calmly, "The Land of Contract relies on this to protect their secrets. It has to be said that it is very effective."
"Uh." Lyle asked cautiously, "Did you get what you wanted?"
Bai Wei smiled and said, "Of course."
If Bai Wei really only had one finger, or one eye, then there would be nothing he could do with the [Contract]. But after having both eyes and ears, as long as the answer flashed through the other person's mind, he would not miss it.
Of course, this was also because he caught up in time. If it was earlier, he had not yet recovered from the negative state of [Visas Phantom] and would not have been able to break the [Contract].
From this point of view, [Contract] is indeed a very powerful rule, and it will definitely be difficult for Miss Ring Finger to deal with it.
But fortunately, there is no need to confront Miss Ring Finger for the time being.
"Do you see the seed in your hand?" Bai Wei said to Lyle, "This is your identity certificate for the Land of Contract. From now on, you are the messenger of the Land of Contract."
Lyle blinked and understood something: "You mean, let me approach the old man of the Star Relic Church in the name of the Emissary of the Land of Contract?"
"That's right." Bai Wei originally wanted to use Lyle's body to go there himself, but the first level of descent also consumes the body. He didn't want Lyle to go to see Uru before the matter was done, so he could only let him go to see Isaiah himself. "When the time comes, you only need to identify yourself and tell him an address."
"What address?"
"I'll tell you later." Bai Wei said calmly, "Okay, I've been awake for long enough, I need to rest for a while. Before I wake up, don't run around, stay in this town, and don't contact that guy in advance, understand?"
"Ming, I understand."
Bai Wei uttered an “hmm” and then fell silent.
Lyle waited for a while before asking cautiously, "Lord Visas, are you asleep already?"
Bai Wei did not respond.
Only then did Lyle breathe a sigh of relief, and then he began to scratch his head uncontrollably, his expression becoming increasingly bitter.
It was indeed too stressful to get along with Lord Visas. What's more, it was not only stressful, but also dangerous. If you weren't careful, you could lose half your life.
And is Lord Visas really sleeping?
Lyle couldn't help but think of the other "apostles" that Bai Wei had mentioned before, and then his mind diverged again, thinking that if Lord Visas really had other apostles at this time, how did he contact them? Was it the same as when he contacted himself?
Could it be that Lord Visas is the type whose consciousness is moving around through corpses?
Lyle felt that this conjecture seemed a bit ridiculous, but if he thought about it carefully, the fact that Lord Visas could still live until now after being dismembered could not be judged by common sense.
Well, forget it, let's not guess blindly. What can he guess at this level? At least he knew that Lord Visas was not staring at him all the time, which made him relax a little.
...Yes, Lord Visas is not here now.
Lyle suddenly thought of something, and then subconsciously looked in a certain direction of the Nameless Town, and then began to feel itchy.
Lord Visas just said that he can't leave Nameless Town and can't contact the old man of Star Relics in advance, so other things shouldn't matter, right?
Thinking of this, Lyle made up his mind, and then left immediately, went to a dilapidated house on the other side of the Nameless Town, and knocked on the door.
An old male voice sounded from the inner room: "Who are you looking for? Tell me your name and identity, and I'll give you a quote based on the situation."
Hearing the voice, Lyle stopped wasting time at the door and pushed it open directly.
In the dust, he saw a thin old man sitting in the corner of the room, looking at him with sidelong eyes.
"Oh?" He said in slight surprise, "It's you."
"It's me." Lyle walked in with a swagger, "Didn't expect that?"
"Haha, I really didn't expect that." The old man said calmly, "Why would a small copper merchant come to the headquarters? Is this where you should stay? You want me to take you to do big business? Wait until you are promoted to a silver merchant."
"Don't look down on me." Lyle took out the two seeds of contract from his pocket and shook them in front of the old man. "Look at what this is?"
The old man, who had a dejected look on his face, immediately became interested after seeing the golden contract seed: "Oh? Where did you get it from, the headquarters? My God, you stole it from the headquarters and then came to me to sell it. Okay, okay, I think highly of you, bring it here and let me see its quality."
"Deal with your stolen goods." Lyle said unhappily, "What do you mean stolen? I'm a reserve gold merchant now, okay?"
"Gold Merchant Reserve?" The old man looked at Lyle in astonishment. "Just you?"
"Haha, so you are useless now, old man." Lyle sneered at the old man, "You have such a poor eye for people, no wonder you are getting worse and worse."
The old man in front of him was called Harrow. He was Lyle's guide in the black business, and he was the one who brought Lyle to the "normal world".
Yes, Lyle’s hometown is somewhat special. He does not belong to any of the eight major churches today, but comes from - no man’s land.
No Man's Land is a very special place. It is foggy all year round. Even in the best weather, it is difficult to see the edge. But the people living there don't think there is anything wrong. They think the world is born this way, including Lyle.
There are only a few hundred people in his village, and like most of the other villagers, he got married and had children normally in the first half of his life, and it is foreseeable that there will be no changes in the second half of his life.
Until one day, a man named Harrow came to their village and brought news from the "outside world".
The outside world was a fantasy to everyone in the village, including Lyle. He didn't dare to imagine the world without fog described by Harrow, the world with blue sky, the world with magic and machinery besides farm tools and livestock.
But he just couldn't imagine it, and the villagers couldn't believe it.
So Harrow asked Lyle if he would like to follow him into the outside world and experience a different life.
At that time, Lyle hesitated for only a short time, and then resolutely abandoned his wife who had just given birth, and his infant son who was still crying for food, and followed Haro on the road out of the mountains.
It has been five years today.
Until now, when Lyle saw Harold for the first time, the scene of that day still emerged in his mind, and what echoed in his ears was his wife's desperate cry and his son's instinctive cry.
And he did see a new world and have a new life.
It’s a pity that this new life is not what he imagined. The world is prosperous, but it has nothing to do with him.
Harrow brought him out, did teach him some things, and made him a black trader, but that was all. After all, Harrow himself was just a silver trader, and he was doing the "courier" business, which was the least profitable and most laborious. Harrow himself could not do the real money-making business, so Lyle could only start from the lowest level copper trader, but he did not make any progress in five years, and almost lost his life.
"You should have taken me with you when you got a good job!" Haro sat up straight and stared at Lyle, "I was the one who brought you out! Don't forget that!"
"That's only because I'm not from one of the eight major religions, so there's no taboo." Lyle exposed Haro mercilessly.
Yes, selecting suitable "seeds" in no-man's land to expand the scale of black business is also an old tradition of black business.
Because in this world where theocracy is above all else, even those who want to become black marketeers have some respect and fear for the gods in their hearts, so they dare not do many things or deals too radically. But the residents in the no-man's land are different. They have never known that there are gods in this world, so naturally they have no fear in their hearts and can be more unscrupulous, just like Lyle.
Of course, not all residents of the no-man's land are like Lyle, otherwise they would not have been trapped in the no-man's land for so many years and never thought of going out to take a look.
At that time, Lyle didn't know the reason, but later he guessed it.
That is, some people don't want them to leave the no-man's land, don't want them to see the outside world, and just want them to stay there forever.
forever.
Seeing that Harrow was still glaring at him angrily, Lyle waved his hands and said, "Okay, okay, stop looking at me like that. I haven't become a gold merchant yet. If I really become a gold merchant, I will help you."
Find a new cannon fodder for Lord Visas.
Lyle thought so.
"What do you mean by 'pull'?" Haro said dissatisfiedly, "It's obviously a cooperation to make a lot of money together! Do you think I'm doing badly? Let me tell you, I've been..."
"Okay, stop talking nonsense." Lyle interrupted Harrow impatiently, "I'm here for serious business."
If it were in the past, Lyle would definitely want to know what big money-making business Harrow had recently made, and would beg him to take him with him, anything as long as he could make money.
But now, with Mr. Visas, he no longer cares about the jobs he did before.
So he took out a big bag of money from his luggage, threw it in front of Harrow, and raised his eyebrows: "Same old."
"Wow... you really made a lot of money." Harrow asked, "Give it all to me?"
"What do you mean by giving it to you? It's for my son!" Lyle glared at Harold. "Of course, you can take what you deserve, but according to the rules, you have to..."
"Change it to the best-selling items here, and then take it back to your wife and children. I understand." Haro put away the purse quickly. "But I want to know, you are about to become a gold merchant, why do you still care about your son? You can obviously have a better life."
"So what? If I don't use these to slap them in the face, how can I let them know that I was right in the beginning!" A large bag of money was taken away by Harold, and Lyle was still reluctant to let it go. Most of the money was searched from those gangsters and Rhine Knights. Lord Visas didn't care about money and gave it all to him, but he didn't use much of it. Now it's all given to Harold again, but he has to pretend that he doesn't care. "I clearly asked them to leave with me in the beginning, but they refused and even refused to let me take my son with me. Haha, sooner or later, I will go back in person and throw these things in their faces to let them know how awesome I am now. Let my wife kneel down and beg for my forgiveness, and let my son experience the life of a superior person!"
Harrow gave Lyle a thumbs up and said with a smile, "Very idealistic."
Lyle felt that words could not accurately reflect his ideals. He wanted to continue speaking, but for some reason, the words were unable to come out when they came to his lips. His mind was full of the foggy sky and his crying wife and children.
"Humph." He turned and left. "That day is coming soon."
(End of this chapter)
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