Mystery: The Silver Key

Chapter 10 Adam's Invitation

The blond priest in the white robe nodded gently to Sir Ryan with a warm smile.

Good morning, Mr. Sir Ryan.

"Congratulations on becoming an extraordinary one, and for seizing some of the symbols and authority from that one in the stars."

Cyril glanced at Owen, who sat there blankly, as if frozen in time, then looked at Adam and calmly asked:

"Was this all your arrangement?"

To his surprise, Adam shook his head, denying his question: "No."

"I merely observed from the sidelines and did not interfere with your fate."

"You really didn't do anything?" Sirion asked, somewhat doubtful.

Adam shook his head again: "The only thing I ever did was to create a fantasy of charm for you that belonged to a con artist."

"But this only prevents you from encountering too much trouble in your daily interactions; it won't produce any special effects."

"Even without that charm, you can still ask for leave, persuade the descendants of the Abraham family to exchange potion recipes with you, and buy potion ingredients for the 'Apprentice'."

You said you bought it, but I got it for free.

It's a pity that, without Amon, I think the "wrong" path would have been a good option as well.

As thoughts drifted by, Adam's voice echoed leisurely:

"You can still choose the 'wrong' path now, and given Amon's personality, He should be happy to help you with this."

"Uh..." Cyril paused for a moment, looked at Adam's serious eyes, twitched slightly at the corner of his mouth, and then refused righteously:

"Forget it, I don't want to drink a single potion and instantly become the King of Angels."

"Parasitism cannot work against beings of a higher status than oneself. Even Amon cannot completely parasitize you; he can only parasitize you at a superficial level, becoming like the old man on that night watchman's body."

Adam maintained the same tone, but Cyril inexplicably sensed that the other person seemed to be in a very good mood.

Cyril tilted his head back slightly, expressionless. He felt that Adam had probably seen all his memories, but he couldn't protect his right to privacy.

I wonder what changes Adam will bring to the world after the spoilers.

"There won't be too many changes. What you remember is already a relatively good ending. I will only do my best to push it forward and make the future develop in a better direction, while ensuring that the outcome doesn't get worse."

"Of course, all of this will happen after I become a 'dreamer'."

After a brief pause, Adam changed the subject, saying, "As payment for my prying into your memories, I would like to invite you to join an organization, an organization of extraordinary individuals that I founded."

"I don't need to tell you the details of this organization; you probably already know most of it."

"The party happens to be tonight, so remember to go to sleep before 8 p.m.

"Okay." Sirien readily accepted. This was currently the most prestigious secret organization in the entire world, and the organization's leader had personally invited him.

He paused, then asked with some curiosity, "If I hadn't become an Extraordinary Person today, would you still have invited me?"

Adam nodded slightly: "From my observations, yes."

"If you don't encounter a descendant of Abraham's family today, I will let you see the second blasphemous tablet. Of course, this requires an equivalent exchange: completing some tasks and receiving an equal reward."

Cyril muttered to himself, "Looks like I'm pretty lucky."

Adam spoke in a researcher's tone: "Although you are an outsider, you still follow the laws of extraordinary characteristics. Your status as an ancient being gives you an extraordinary attraction to certain pathways, even if you are not yet an extraordinary being."

"In a way, it was inevitable that you would encounter a descendant of the Abraham family. Moreover, you not only met him today, but also an avatar of Amon here, a 'traveler' messenger of the Aurora Society."

"Ah, this..." Xi Ruien stood there dumbfounded. He never expected that his experience of asking for leave from school that morning would be so eventful, so eventful that he was now hesitant to go out casually again.

Noticing his expression, Adam smiled gently and said, "The Aurora Society's messenger didn't notice you; he just happened to be on the same street as you."

"Ammon saw you when Abraham's descendants used the paralyzing spell, but he also saw me. Because of our tacit understanding, although he was curious, he ignored you."

Cyril had only one thought in his mind: This world is fucking dangerous.

This is still on Earth, and it's still about the attraction between adjacent paths. If it were in the universe, he wondered if he could step on an angel under the command of the "High Dimensional Overlord" with just one step, or bump into the "High Dimensional Overlord" himself with just one jump.

As his thoughts wandered, he saw Adam reach out and pull a brand new stack of tarot cards from thin air.

"I was going to give you a cross, but you seem to prefer tarot cards a bit more."

"Having it can weaken this fateful attraction to some extent, but it can't completely shield you; your status is too high."

After a moment's hesitation, he reached out and took the tarot cards: "What price do I need to pay for this?"

Adam calmly said, "At the appropriate time, recite the name of 'The Fool' again, obtain his permission, and join the Tarot Society he founded."

Why?

Cyril was very puzzled. Although he did have such thoughts, he did not think Adam would have such thoughts. Compared to His Twilight Hermit Society, the current Tarot Society was so insignificant that it could be ignored.

Moreover, in the struggle for the title of "Lord of Mysteries," He supports Amon. He can't very well let himself become a traitor, can he?

Adam glanced at him calmly with his golden eyes, and Cyril's expression froze for a moment before returning to normal. Since he couldn't prevent the other party from reading his mind anyway, he might as well just give up.

Adam chuckled softly: "If it weren't for my relationship with Amon, I would have preferred to support the 'Fool' in the struggle for the position of 'Lord of Mysteries'."

"Even now, I would still give Amon a chance, whether he succeeds or fails."

He paused, then his smile brightened considerably: "More than His success, I would prefer to see His growth, to truly become the light when the end times come."

Cyril stood there, stunned. Adam felt very different to him at this moment. This divine incarnation of the ancient sun god seemed to have gained a touch of humanity, the love of a father for his child.

Why am I suddenly a little envious of Amon?

...

"Sirius, Sirius, what are you daydreaming about?"

"How does it feel? Did you succeed?"

Owen's call brought Cyril back to his senses. He looked around blankly. Adam had long since disappeared, and he was still standing in front of the table, holding the glass that had held the potion. It was as if his conversation with Adam had just been an illusion.

He subconsciously reached into his pocket and touched the tarot cards that weren't there before.

They really do appear and disappear without a trace.

Perhaps the Adam I saw was just a virtual persona of His. Just now, I seemed to have been staying in the room the whole time, but in fact, I was pulled into the world of my mind before I even saw Him.

But if it was the realm of the mind just now, how could the tarot cards have appeared on me directly, just from my imagination?

Composing himself, he looked at Owen, whose face was filled with worry, and nodded with a slight smile.

"I am now a true 'apprentice'; I was just adapting to the changes brought about by the potion."

Owen nodded without suspicion: "Really? I saw you just sitting there in a daze after you drank the potion, without any change or movement. I almost thought you had failed."

"By the way, let me see what kind of extraordinary ability you've acquired."

Cyril nodded slightly, walked to the wall between the living room and the dining room, and reached out to press his hand on it.

The next second, a blurry, pale blue door with no tangible substance suddenly appeared.

It is embedded in the wall, yet it reveals traces of the bricks below, making it look both illusory and real.

After the dark blue "door" appeared, Sirion took a step forward, and his body passed through the dark blue door as easily as passing through a curtain of water. Then the "door" disappeared as if it had never existed at all.

A few seconds later, Sirion turned the doorknob and walked out of the restaurant.

"The 'Apprentice' has only one extraordinary ability, called 'Opening Doors,' which uses the special abilities of the spirit world to pass through barriers. Neither walls nor doors can stop me from passing through."

"In addition, I can open all locks that do not contain mystical power, as well as a small number of locks that have been given supernatural effects."