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After the introduction, Milomon said goodbye and left. On the one hand, he had a lot of work as the chief priest of the temple, so it was not suitable to leave for too long. On the other hand, he did not want to get involved in this conspiracy - he was not afraid of killing people, but he was really annoyed. Those winding plans.

After Milomon left, there were only Crick and Romon in the study. Only then did Romon sit down and discuss with Crick in detail.

"What's your plan?" Creek asked.

Luo Meng had already made preparations in advance, and he immediately replied: "It depends on your physical condition, sir. With all due respect, I would like to ask whether you are currently 'seriously ill but still able to support', or whether 'Death is coming'?"

The question was rude, but Creek didn't take it seriously. He smiled slightly and said calmly: "Is there any difference between the two?"

"Yes! And the difference is huge!" Luo Meng replied, "If your body can still support it for a few more years, then this time we should kill the chicken to scare the monkeys, and attack the small ones. On the one hand, we must ruthlessly kill a group of people with evil intentions. , On the other hand, for those with relatively big backgrounds, just giving them a warning is enough to deter them."

Creek nodded slightly and asked, "What if it's another situation?"

His attitude was calm and there was no desperate feeling of "I'm going to die" at all.

Romon's eyes narrowed slightly and he replied: "If you are really going to die soon, then we have no choice. We can only ignore the situation and kill all those who come with malicious intentions, leaving no one behind." No matter how much trouble there will be after the killing, the dead will always cause less trouble than the living."

Creek laughed and nodded repeatedly: "You said it very well! It goes to my heart. Since those people are causing trouble, then kill them. Maybe kill them, The people behind them will be angry and want revenge, but in the face of a madman who dares to kill all the people sent by so many forces at once, no matter how powerful the big shot is, he has to think carefully and not dare to act rashly. "

Romon frowned, a little surprised, and asked: "Sir, you mean, how many years can your body last? With all due respect, even if you can only live for two or three years, you shouldn't make such a decision. After all...it's always easier to negotiate when you're alive!"

Crick smiled bitterly and couldn't help coughing violently a few more times. He covered his mouth with a handkerchief and coughed until the handkerchief turned red.

"Look at me, do I think I can last another two or three years?" He asked with a smile after he finished coughing.

Luo Meng sighed deeply: "Looking at your calm look just now, I thought you could really hold on for a few more years."

"Haha! It's just a disguise." Crick laughed a few times, but couldn't help but cough a few times, and then said, "My health is really failing. If nothing else happens, I will probably die." What happened recently - this is still the most optimistic estimate. According to my original plan, I planned to fake my death, trick those people with evil intentions into jumping out, and then kill them all, and then I would really die - —True or false, so that outsiders can’t guess and dare not confirm that I am really dead.”

Romon nodded slightly, but then shook his head: "This is a good strategy, but if a high-level mage uses legendary rituals to detect it, or someone directly asks a legendary mage to spy using prophecy spells, the fact that you are dead is not a secret. But theirs.”

Creek sighed, nodded and said, "This is the biggest flaw in my plan, but I can't think of any way to make it up."

Romon pondered for a long time and said: "Among the high-level peak spells, there is a spell called 'Clone', which can copy a complete body. As long as the soul is transferred into it, the resurrection effect can be achieved. You may wish to consider it. this."

"I have already asked a high-level mage who knows this spell for advice, but it doesn't work." Creek sighed, "The root cause of my injury comes from several intertwined divine powers in my body. Divine power exists beyond common sense. , entangling the body and soul at the same time, so although the cloning technique can copy my body, it cannot transfer my soul - in fact, when he detected my soul, he found that my soul was already there. Under the influence of divine power, it has metamorphosed and even acquired partial divinity..."

"Divinity?!" Romon's eyes widened in surprise, "So, can you try to become a god?"

"It's not that easy!" Crick smiled bitterly. "Firstly, my strength is far from enough. Secondly, this is a foreign divinity that I cannot understand and grasp. So it is just a burden and crisis for me. , but it won’t bring any benefit.”

Only then did Luo Meng suddenly realize it, and couldn't help but sigh deeply: "What a pity!"

"Yes, what a pity!" Crick also sighed, "The same thing is an opportunity for the strong, but a disaster for the weak. This is fate, it is unpredictable."

"So... can I use a flesh golem to impersonate you?" Romon rolled his eyes and thought of another way, "It shouldn't be difficult in theory to make a flesh golem that looks the same as you. As long as you type If you use the excuse of 'serious illness' as little as possible, you can probably hide it from many people, right?"

"It's almost the same." Creek sighed. "If I am seriously ill for a long time, others will inevitably cast spells to spy on my physical condition. Using my own flesh and blood to make a golem can mislead prying spells to a certain extent, but it will take a long time. , it will still be discovered.”

"Delay it as long as you can. This is the only way now." Luo Meng advised.

Creek nodded and sighed deeply.

"Actually, the best way is to find someone to replace me." He said, "This person should look similar to me and have a similar temperament. Then he will appear often, cough twice, and perform 'decision-making on the spur of the moment'... Others will think that my serious illness is just a conspiracy, and of course they will not spend a huge price to use legendary rituals or legendary spells to spy on my life and death."

Luo Meng smiled and sighed: "Of course this is the best way, but where is such a person? Are you already ready?"

"No, I didn't find the right person."

"I'm afraid it's too late to look for him now, right?"

"Yeah, it's too late." Creek sighed deeply, "I have been looking for several years, but I have never been able to find it. Maybe this is fate..."

As he spoke, he looked up at the sky outside the study, but couldn't help but smile.

"Do you know? When I led troops to support the Eagle Kingdom, I thought I was dead. At that time, I was in a hurry to prepare for the funeral. I wrote down in detail the things I thought of but didn't have time to do. A book. As a result...I actually came back alive, and all the plans recorded in that book have been almost completed in the past few years." He said with a smile, "If you think about it carefully, the God of fate still treats me very well. Kindhearted.”

Having said this, he thought for a while and asked knowingly: "Mr. Luo Meng, I haven't asked you yet. Are you a priest or a mage? Or are you a simple scholar?"

Romon blinked and smiled slyly: "Do I look like that? Unfortunately, you guessed it wrong. I am actually a bard, or more strictly speaking, I am a professional liar."

Creek smiled and said nothing. In his eyes, Romon's information was emerging.

[Romon Gelten, Strength is fourteen, Constitution is twelve, Agility is sixteen, Perception is sixteen, Intelligence is eighteen, Charisma is twenty, Reputation is three hundred and twenty. Occupations: Bard level 10, thief level 6, trickster level 3. Pretend bloodline. Friendliness: seventy]

This Mr. Romon turned out to be a member of the famous pioneer knight Gelten family. I didn’t know that he was also a member of the God of Knowledge’s chosen “border sage” Orian Gelten and the “unscrupulous medical master” Silk. What's the relationship with Till Gelten?

But... considering that he has a special description of "pretending bloodline", could it be that the bloodline of his Gelten family is actually fake? So who exactly is he?

Bards and thieves are quite common career structures, but what kind of career is that "master of deception"? Over the years, this was the second time that Creek saw someone with "Master" in his professional name - the last time he saw him was an adventurer named "Nicholas Hong", who was known as "Reliable Nicholas" "The middle-aged adventurer's profession includes the sixth-level "Weapon Master", with a total level of 19, exactly the same as Romon.

...If you think about it carefully, this self-proclaimed "professional liar" is actually very powerful, and is even not far from the legendary realm. If he doesn't mind, he only needs to work as a civil servant for a few more years, and he can become a parallel import legend by working as a second-level or third-level lord or scholar. No matter what, he is still a powerful legend!

Once he becomes a legendary powerhouse, it will be harder for others to expose his deception, and even legendary spells may not be useful...

Thinking of this, Creek's eyes lit up and he suddenly had an idea.

"Mr. Luo Meng, will you be available in the next period of time?"

Luo Meng was a little confused, thought for a moment, and said: "I have to follow my lord's orders, so I dare not say whether I am free or not. But if my lord does not assign a special task, I plan to end the tutor's job after a while. Work should be available in the next few years.”

"So, are you willing to be a consultant in Keen Territory?" Creek continued to ask, "My sister is not a very talented person, she needs more capable people to assist her. She is also a believer of His Majesty the Mask of the Void , as a church member, can you help her?”

"I need to ask my Lord for permission - but I think He will allow it."

"In that case, would you mind dressing up like me?" Creek finally asked the most critical question.

Romon was stunned for a moment and frowned: "Lord Keen, I want to emphasize one thing - although I was a liar in the past, since I converted to my Lord, I have decided to change my ways and become a decent person. ”

"But this doesn't prevent you from temporarily pretending to be me, right?" Crick did not give up and advised, "Actually, your job is still that of the lord's advisor, you just pretend to be recuperating when necessary. It's not difficult for you to play the role of a former lord, is it?"

Luo Meng frowned deeply, unwilling to agree easily.

He is not afraid of taking risks; on the contrary, he is willing to take risks if they can bring benefits.

But... now that he has successfully hugged His Majesty the Mask of the Void's thigh, his life is already guaranteed, so there is no need to take any more risks.

Even if you have to take risks, you have to take risks for His Majesty the Mask of the Void. Taking risks for the former lord Keen, who is about to die, always feels a bit unprofessional...

Just when he was hesitating, he heard Sui Xiong's voice ringing in his heart.

"Promise him."

Sui Xiong's words were a bit sad, but the meaning was clear enough.

"What on earth is your majesty thinking about?" Romon muttered to himself, but a smile appeared on his face. He said, "Congratulations. I just received an oracle from your majesty. He allowed me to take this job temporarily."

Crick smiled with relief. With the help of this powerful and acting fellow church member, his sister's position will probably be secure!