Chapter 315 Dual Roundtable Conference
"Is it the old metaphor of Wildwood Club, Woodland Club?"
"Or just straight up the Shedding Club, the Shedding Club?"
"Don't tell me that we don't follow the principles of chaos and unpredictability... John's behavior is all a moth's fantasy."
Facing Emma's inquiry, the boy just tilted his head, and even the deformed round eyes on his forehead seemed to show confusion.
"Miss Emma, I don't quite understand...why are you so obsessed with your name?"
"Does it mean that when we create a Tantric society, we have to give it a weird name that is so loud that the anti-suppression bureau can detect the evil name at a glance?"
"Don't pretend to be stupid John, you should know that the name of the Tantric Society is not only a hope for the future, but also contains an intangible but real power."
"The name of the Esoteric Society is the identity certificate for believers to worship Si Chen."
"The name can prove that the believers of the sect have voluntarily dedicated themselves, followed the principles and worshiped Si Chen. Only in this way can they build a bridge of connection with Si Chen and Mansu in the dark, and greatly increase the success rate of performing the ritual... …For those who have not established a religious order, setting up rituals in private will not only have a high failure rate, but also be very likely to summon uncontrollable dangerous forces!”
"Even if you plan to use the name of the club to replace the religious order, and even plan to let Nello and I create our own religious orders respectively, and recruit believers in the name of us and our counterpart Si Chen... But this does not change the identity of our club. The Essence of Esoteric Society.”
"If you choose the wrong name for the society, or change the main object of worship midway, at least the success rate of the religious order's ceremony will be greatly reduced! At worst, it will incur Si Chen's anger towards the betrayer!!!
"Just like that stupid Winfrey, who changed his family's faith halfway, it will inevitably lead to misfortune and disaster, and finally bring about John, the hungry wolf... Don't you also want to follow Winfrey's example? The following?”
"What Miss Emma said makes sense!" Sebastian clapped his hands appreciatively, "But Miss Emma, you seem to have overlooked one thing."
He said meaningfully: "Is there such a possibility... that father does not need to use these formalisms to please Si Chen, and can easily get Si Chen's favor and invite Si Chen's power?"
"Haha" Emma immediately sneered dismissively when she heard the whimsical statement.
She said sarcastically: "How can you easily get Si Chen's favor? Do you think you are Si Chen's illegitimate son left in the waking world? Do you think Mansu is your HOM——"
Wait a minute - Emma suddenly recalled the nineteen monsters in the underground headquarters, although the related memories were quite blurry for some reason, and she could no longer recall the specific details of their appearance.
But the strange thing is that in the past few days, when she and Nello were hiding in the dark basement, even if they were bored, they would use the corpses of rats and cockroaches to relieve their boredom, but they never had the extra energy to think about this aspect. However, she seemed to have forgotten the experience of the underground headquarters, or more specifically, the memory of the nineteen monsters.
But she still clearly remembered the deformed physical characteristics of the nineteen-headed monsters, and when she tried to recall those weird and ugly faces, she always felt as if there was a thick black shadow cast over her memory, making it impossible for her to concretely describe it. clearly identify the details.
Able to quietly induce physical distortions in nineteen second-level secret messengers, and also able to command these monsters that should be completely out of control, John Watson... is a monster that is superior to monsters!
Being able to control the power that drives aberrations is unheard of in the hidden world - at least judging from the secret knowledge Emma has come into contact with, she has never heard of such a magical skill existing in the world!
‘Could it be that John is really the bloodline left by moths in the waking world? ! ’
'Or is it actually true that the nineteen-headed monsters were just spies who had lurked into the Crossroads Order beforehand, just like John Watson... and even the horrifying and deformed appearance were part of the Mothman's fraud? ? Did John actually anticipate all this and treat the action of destroying Winfrey as a funny show? ! ’
Emma quietly used her peripheral vision to look at the deformed round pupil on the forehead of the boy who claimed to be Watson's son. Unexpectedly, the other party was able to detect her gaze from the corner of her vision. The dark pupils suddenly shrank tightly like needles, and the needles shone darkly. And the sharp cold light seemed to pierce directly into her skull, causing her mind to feel pain again.
She hurriedly surrendered and said: "Okay, okay, I was wrong! You Watsons and sons have been favored by moths. Even if you give a club name that insults moths, you can easily distract moths from intervening in person, okay?"
"I don't have any objections anymore, let it be whatever you two father and son say!"
Of course Emma would not know that her joke had almost touched upon some extremely secret truth. She was just pretending to compromise.
Sebastian and his round pupils showed a satisfied smile, "Very good, very good!"
"But in fact, our club still upholds a liberal and democratic atmosphere. You two can actually speak freely. My father and I will listen carefully to your opinions."
The boy's faceted eyes seemed to be slightly raised and curved, as if he was smiling slightly - such a familiar, formulaic and hypocritical smile made Emma couldn't help but feel that the kid in front of her, who had different eye colors and different hair colors from John, might be... They are really descendants of John, otherwise why would their smiles be exactly the same and fake.
Although Emma had just said that she would have no objections, she still couldn't help but continue to ask:
"But even if our secret club doesn't need to follow the naming rules of the hidden world, it should at least have a formal title, right?"
"I make a bold guess that John probably wants Nello and I to separate and create our own Blade and Enlightenment groups, and then we have to come back to the club within a fixed time to report our work to John. Um, should I Talk about helping each other?
"Then let me say it again, we will come back at a fixed time to participate in the club's scheduled activities, asking for John's help, asking him to help answer our questions, asking him to make suggestions for the development of our religious group, asking him to help us Solve the problems that the sect has encountered recently.”
"Isn't that correct?"
Sebastian nodded slightly, but still corrected himself: "If there is a slight discrepancy, my father will proactively and free of charge solve the problems encountered by the cult... Elsewhere, Miss Emma, what you said is generally correct. ”
"OK OK, John will take the initiative and solve the problem of the Order for us free of charge... But even so, John will definitely not give up the false identity lurking next to Charlotte Holmes. He will definitely need a suitable and appropriate name... Well, even if John can participate in the club meeting through you, Nello and I must have a proper name to participate in the meeting, right?"
"We are not as powerful as John. We can throw away our eyes and still have activity and vitality. We can even transmit consciousness and power across extremely long distances in space... Nello and I are just ordinary esoteric cultists. ah!"
"Miss Emma, you are so humble. You are born with two souls. Even if you are willing to separate from Miss Crovette, the Crossroads Twins are still willing to take care of you... Have you ever thought about a possibility? Perhaps it was because the Crossroads twins sensed your resentment towards Winfrey and your eagerness to leave Crossroads Hospital that they secretly revised the plan of history and destiny and arranged for their father to meet and interact with you? "
"Don't give me this nonsense. If the Crossroads Twin really cast her eyes on us sisters and knew the curses we cursed in our hearts every day and every night, she would have already summoned the tide to drown us under the endless deep sea!"
"Tell me, what do we need to do next... The Anti-Suppression Bureau is still looking for me and Nello, but we can't stay in this room forever, right?"
"Since John needs Nello and I to go out and attract new believers and develop new secret cult forces, he must have thought of how to change our faces to avoid being tracked by the Anti-Suppression Bureau?!"
Sebastian did not reply immediately, but lowered his head as if in deep thought, but he was listening carefully to his father's teachings.
About five seconds passed before he slowly raised his head and said, "Miss Emma, your guess is so right. Even my father praised your foolishness and wisdom. Could it be that your previous reckless and rude behavior was the reason?" "In fact, it is to reduce your importance in my father's heart and then arrange some unimportant tasks for you, right?"
The little trick in Emma's mind was recognized, but she was not ashamed at all. She just raised her chest with her hands on her hips and said righteously: "So what? Anyway, John has already calculated everything for us." Guilty, then why should I work so hard? Anyway, I will do whatever John says. I can just be an obedient puppet, right?"
Sebastian continued to convey his father's opinions, "You are right, but my father also ordered me to tell you: 'Emma, as long as you conscientiously complete the tasks I assigned, I will inform you of the God of Separation. The whereabouts of the ritual.'"
"The ritual of the God of Separation..." Emma murmured, "Is it the Sichen of Qi who is known as the most ancient god? John, you actually know such a secret, you..."
Emma punched her fist fiercely and said as if she had made some determination: "If you had said so earlier! If you had told me earlier that you knew the whereabouts of the separation ceremony, Crovette and I would have been obedient and treated you as yours." What a bitch! Even if you want to do some difficult chores, we will try our best to satisfy you."
Sebastian, who represented John's opinion, just smiled and said: "Haha, Miss Emma, please stop testing. Father knows that your rough words and aggressive psychology are just armor of thorns cast by the shadow of childhood... Father does not Greedy for your body, my father just hopes that you can fully realize your potential. You should soar in the wider sky instead of kneeling in the dark and lightless underground cave."
Seeing that her thoughts were seen through again, Emma curled her lips and said, "Tch, it's really boring! How can it be that Clovette is so obsessed with John that he can't even have any sexual interest?!"
Sebastian just continued talking:
"In the near future, my father will control my body to perform simple plastic surgery on the two of them, cutting off their facial bones and foot bones, changing their faces and body shapes, so that they can regain their lives and become brand new. walking in the world.”
"According to father's order——"
Sebastian looked at Nero Bacchus, who had been silent and just chewed the mutton stuffing, and said: "After Mr. Nello regains his life, please register a firearms company first. Father will Provide you with advanced weapon blueprints to help you quickly start your business...Except for this task, you can arrange your time as you like. Until the company begins to take shape, you must try to build your own blade. Order!"
"And Miss Emma, you——"
"The task assigned by my father is very simple. My father needs you to apply for a job at Glover and Sons after you regain your life. My father's original words were: 'There are secrets about the operation of the world hidden in Glover and Sons, Emma. You must record everything that happens in the company, including any personnel changes, and submit it to the club in a book!'"
"Well, this meeting is over, you two please have a good rest."
"The next meeting will be held again next week today, which is Sunday."
"By the way, in that case, my father suggested that we name our club - Sunday Mystery Club."
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When this secret roundtable meeting of the new esoteric society had just ended.
Far away on the continent of Europa, on the other side of the ocean, another similar but not identical secret roundtable meeting is being held.
It was an ancient castle standing on a cliff. The towering spire of the castle was like a rugged mountain peak. In the dark night, it looked more like a twisted shadow, like a giant horned beast lying on the top of the cliff. .
Today is the promised rest day in the castle. The maids and slaves have already gone down the mountain to meet their families or lovers, enjoying this monthly rest moment and letting go of the depression and fear accumulated at work.
But deep in the deep and silent castle, the original round table hall was dim and lightless. Thick black shadows filled every corner of the hall, and even the howling cold wind could not invade it.
Even a German cockroach with strong vitality has lost all signs of life the moment it quietly walked into this hall - even a stupid insect will never be allowed to eavesdrop on the contents of the meeting.
As the castle bell rang and midnight arrived, the meeting officially began.
Nine dazzling rays of light lit up in the hall deep in the castle. Each ray of light had a different color, either ugly scarlet, dull platinum, sticky gold, or like ancient flames. Black and red... Each ray of light is in pairs, and the distance between the lights seems to be the distance between human eyes.
These nine mottled mixed lights are actually nine pairs of radiant eyes!
The pair of turbid eyes that seemed to be mixed with all the darkness and evil in the world in the chairman's position blinked, and the owner of the eyes spoke cold and ruthless words.
“Let’s start with the first topic of this meeting—about the news that there is a suspected moth-like person in Great Britain pretending to be my identity. What do you think?”
When the other eight pairs of eyes heard the shocking news, they immediately started talking like a pot was exploding.
The owner, whose eyes were shining as sharply as a weapon, said ecstatically: "What! Someone dares to pretend to be you as a professor?! Please allow your subordinates to go to Great Britain immediately to eradicate this blasphemy for you. only!!!"