If I were to uncover and unravel the conspiracy that was haunting me, how much would it take to pay the Light Seal? ”

Annan asked.

In the face of this offensive inquiry, the tragic writer is completely lifeless.

He was just not in a hurry, and looked at Annan through the mirror with a smile: "Then it depends on what the specific conspiracy is."

"The word [conspiracy], if it is broadly spoken, has a broad meaning. There are no less than 10 people who are 'conspiring' against you for the purpose of 'love' alone, and there are people who don't know you exist, and their plots are related to you—does that count?

"If I were to tell you everything, then it would not be something that more than a hundred Light Marks would do. This is already closely related to the truth of the conspiracy. ”

"Then one by one."

Annan replied without hesitation, "What about Professor Wolf?"

"—What did he want to do when he sent Doreen to me? What did he want to do when he became Professor Wolf? ”

"Do you need to ask?"

The tragedy writer replied leisurely: "Don't you have the answer in your own heart?" ”

"I just thought you were a funman, but I didn't know you were a riddler."

Annan said coldly, "I'm buying the answer with the Holy Light Seal, Your Excellency. ”

Besides, I have a lot of answers in mind.

There are even contradictory ones.

I'm looking at the reference answers, but not to see "so-and-so question, omitted".

"This question is worth forty marks."

The tragic writer shook his finger and the corners of his mouth went up: "'Frederick'...... Do you know why his last name is Wolfheart?

"Because he really swapped his heart for a werewolf's heart.

"As you can see, he did a pretty interesting set-up. Dividing oneself in half, cutting one's memory, and changing one's name...... He thought he could run away from me. ”

- How is that possible.

The tragedy writer did not say this sentence. But the mocking and pleasant mood was already read by Annan through the mirror on his face.

His reserve makes his statements never so straightforward.

"I was the first god to cut myself. He is also the god who has studied the 'name' the most. ”

The tragedy writer's voice just fell.

A hint finally appeared in front of Annan's eyes:

[Get Mystery Knowledge: The Second True Name of the God of Conspiracy and Murder "Tragedy Writer"]

[This mystical knowledge can be used as "Golden Spell (Idol School): True Name Plunder"]

It cannot be used as an influence to perform rituals, nor can it be used to call on the gods.

The "tragic writer" was able to purify the mysterious knowledge of his real name to such a simple level......

"Remember, this is 'Melanpos'. And not 'Sophocles'. ”

The tragic writer stretched out his finger and made a silent gesture: "You can also use 'Sophocles' for rituals, but I have long since classified it as occult knowledge - it is only when the name 'Sophocles' is pronounced during the ritual that it corresponds to me as a mystical knowledge and is consumed at the moment of response."

"It's just a pseudonym, after all. Even if it is known to everyone, it can also be considered a real name...... But it doesn't make sense for people to forget their pseudonyms.

"And if you have anything, call me by my real name. In order to prevent you from misusing and forgetting, I have withdrawn the other powers that are wrapped around this name. After all, this is a name that no one knows except you - Mr. Yao will tell you because 'you are the one who asked this question'. ”

The tragedy writer said leisurely.

To put it simply, "Sophocles" is an office phone, while "Melampos" is a private phone......

Annan instantly understood what the tragic writer meant.

As he spoke to the tragic writers, he became more and more able to understand this style of speaking in half circles.

However, he is able to manipulate the power of the mysterious knowledge of his real name......

Annan didn't dare to say that the other gods didn't have this ability—it didn't sound like it was doing much, maybe they didn't have to. But Annan can also see that this is indeed quite a delicate handiwork.

"So, you know how stupid it is for him to try to escape from me by manipulating his name, right?"

The elegant middle-aged man with black hair and eyes and deep facial features showed a mocking smile: "In the words of your world...... It's a call for the class to get an axe, right? ”

"You say yours, don't pull it on me."

Annan slipped back a calm sentence and forcibly interrupted the topic.

"So. After he found out that it was impossible to escape from me anyway...... I think he might be a little crazy. Probably. ”

The smile on the tragedy writer's face is always graceful and gentle: "He gave himself the heart of a wolf. He also carefully manipulated the werewolves, trying to make these werewolves seize power in the Duchy of Winter, all because he was afraid of me.

And when he finally realized that no matter how much he flattered me, my attitude towards him would not change...... When I wouldn't take his life, he resolutely gave up his previous plot in order to save himself. A half-conspiracy...... Ironic, right? ”

Speaking of this, the tragic writer shook his head slightly, and said as if pointedly: "When a drunkard can break free from drunkenness at any time, it means that he is not drunk at all, but is only pretending to be drunk." ”

"What does that have to do with me?"

"Naturally, I want to test whether you are Annan Rindong or not. Probes – you know what that word means. That little girl is just a probe of fate. ”

When Annan heard this, he immediately reacted.

“…… Is it to make her have a causal relationship with 'Annan'? ”

"That's right. The fake you are using at this moment is Michelangelo's last masterpiece before his ascension - a self-aware, self-driven wizard-type marble golem immune to most prophetic and idol school spells.

"Although it can't deflect the gold-level idol spell, it's a pity...... Open your own 'Vision' to check the spells of the Thread of Destiny, and the highest level will not exceed the Silver Tier. In other words, Frederick would not have been able to see the fate of 'Gillandaeo'.

"The thread of fate cannot stick to it. Then you won't be able to manipulate, vibrate, perceive, or influence your fate in the air...... It is also impossible to deduce your real name by looking at the past through the combing of the thread of fate. ”

Because there is no thread of fate on "Girlandaio", can't you be seen by high-level idol wizards what happened in the past......

Annan quickly understood the problem.

Wait a minute.

That being the case—

"That's right."

The tragedy writer preemptively said: "Because you took her in, 'Annan' still indirectly intersected with her after all."

"If 'Gilandaio' is not Annan, then little Doreen, who is clean and doesn't run around, has already been given to Gilandaio...... Why does the thread of fate that is connected to 'Annan Winter' appear in her? ”

She shouldn't have seen Annan Rindong.

…… Wrong.

If it was at that time, Professor Wolf was finally able to start controlling Annan...... He should already be too late!

Because by that time, the player had already arrived at the Spore Mill!

Annan finally reacted.

Why was he dragged to the Spore Mill, why did he become acquainted with Nefertari through the Spore Mill dream, and was further drawn into the "Nightmare: Gemini......

even used "Husky and Thirteen Incense", which were similar to the two in the past, to solve this nightmare, and exposed the true identity of "Professor Wolf" hiding in the void......

There's no way Professor Wolf could do such a thing.

It's not good for him at all. Instead, it made waves back in his life that had calmed down.

But for tragic writers...... It's a lot of fun.

“…… It turns out that it was you from the very beginning? ”

"It's me."

The tragedy writer calmly replied, "Before you leave Noah...... I've been watching you since you left the Paper Lady and the Faceless Poet. To be exact, when you started trying to get to Razorland in Bloomfield Province and the spore mill beneath it, I was influencing you.

"Under the protection of the Book of Skywheels, I have only done one thing. That is, from the many choices of cities in the Underground Kingdom, you will take a fancy to the 'Spore Mill' at a glance, and that's it. That's what made me do my best...... The story that followed had nothing to do with me, it was the real 'fate'. ”

Fate is a matter of heaven.

The tragic writer lamented for the second time.

"The reason why Doreen didn't succeed in assassinating you was that she wasn't manipulated to send back more information, and she wasn't recovered by Professor Wolf himself...... It's because he vaguely senses that you're moving along the path of 'introducing the plot' that I have given.

Of course, he didn't dare touch you again. Don't dare to trap you on the ground anymore and waste your time. ”

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