harleyscars Chapter 346 My Teacher's Name is Will
Chapter 346 My Teacher's Name is Will
Chapter 346 My Teacher's Name is Will
"Reboot—"
Lorne murmured the unfamiliar word.
He was certain he had never heard of the word before, yet for some reason, he felt a strange, almost soul-deep familiarity with it.
However—I do have some high-level magical items.
That playing card was definitely of high quality. Moreover, it also contained a "blasphemous card," a clever scheme box, and the Antigonus family's notebook—Lorne suddenly realized that he had quite a few treasures in his possession.
And what does he mean by "teacher"? Why is he so certain that I have a teacher?
Lorne understood that the other person was most likely not referring to a teacher like Sharon who only taught simple occult knowledge, but rather to a true master-disciple relationship with a lineage of knowledge.
The evil spirit before him had been dead for at least several thousand years, and the people it knew were probably all ancient monsters who had lived for countless ages.
Could it be—Will Onsetin? Is that guy really that senior?
Seeing Lorne fall into a brief silence, Medici's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile.
"Medici, what do you mean by this? Is there something wrong with this kid?" Soren's voice rang out in his mind.
"Yeah, how come I didn't see anything?" Einhorn asked as well.
"That's because you two are idiots," Medici thought to himself without hesitation.
"you!"
"Use your non-existent brains and think about it properly—"
"He was wearing that monocle just now, and he was perfectly fine—"
"The 'monster' route, and having a good relationship with Amon, besides that giant snake, there's only one other person—"
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"Joers?!" Soren and Einhorn exclaimed simultaneously.
"Who else could it be but him!"
"But didn't he and Ammon completely break off relations starting from the Fourth Age?"
"Solomon had tried to recruit him, and he, along with Jacob and Zoroaster, were quite good."
"Idiot! He and those two, Amon, are cunning enough to be considered a hundred times more scheming than anyone else. Who knows if their supposed falling out is real or not!"
"As for Solomon—their cooperation is only superficial—humph—Joers has always been dissatisfied with the position Solomon gave him."
"He said it himself back then: they wouldn't even give him the title of Grand Duke, so why should he serve Solomon!"
"Solomon was also somewhat wary of Joas's power—and to some extent, that's not wrong."
"How do you know so much?" Soren couldn't help but ask.
"Hmph, I know far more than you two idiots," Medici said dismissively. "I've worked with him since the very beginning of the Third Age. Our relationship is beyond your comprehension."
"Tch, he didn't come to help you in the end. Besides, his relationship with the 'true creator' wasn't exactly good," Sauron retorted bluntly.
"I feel like Medici, you're hiding a lot of things," Einhorn suddenly interjected.
"Hmph, I'll say what I want to say; there's no need for me to hide anything from you!"
"You mean—this kid's teacher is Joers?" Einhorn asked again.
"Didn't he take in a little devil who was a 'corpse collector' before?
"It's quite normal to receive something through the same channels these days."
"Is it possible that he was Joas all along?" Soren suddenly asked.
"Idiot! How is that possible! This kid may be special, but he's not even a demigod—I was just testing him about restarting."
Just then, Lorne looked up.
"I don't know what 'reboot' means, but—"
"Will Onsetin." His lips moved slightly as he slowly uttered a name.
Do you know him?
"Ah—he's your teacher?" Medici was slightly taken aback.
Lorne didn't answer directly, but simply nodded.
"Who is Will Onsetin? I don't seem to remember him at all—" Soren muttered to himself.
"Me too."
"It seems like I've heard of it somewhere before—" Medici wasn't quite sure either.
This name doesn't sound like it was made up on the spot.
The long years, coupled with his remnant soul state (not his original body), caused him to forget too much "unimportant" information. Moreover, when he perished, Will wasn't even famous yet.
"Kid, don't try to fool me." Medici decided to try another trick, a cold smile spreading across his face. "There's no such person!"
"have."
"Although I'm not exactly his student, I know Will Unsetin, and he is indeed a high-sequence powerhouse of the 'Destiny Path'." Lorne's tone was incredibly sincere.
He knew that a perfect lie was hard to tell in front of such an old monster, so he used a half-truth, half-lies.
"High sequence—how high?" Medici pressed.
"Hmm...very high..." Lorne touched his chin with his finger, recalling the scene he had seen in his dream, "A snake, an enormous silver serpent."
"The Mercury Serpent—" Medici frowned slightly; things seemed to be developing in a way that was not quite what he had expected.
This kid doesn't seem to be lying. Could it be that I really misjudged him?
"And where did you get that monocle?" He changed the subject, trying to find a breakthrough.
Hmm—Lorne thought for a moment and felt that this evil spirit might know something.
"It was taken from a tomb."
"From the Amon family?"
"almost."
"Does Will Onsetin know about this?" Medici asked.
"Know."
"Hahaha!" Upon hearing this, Medici suddenly burst into laughter, the sound echoing in the empty tomb. "You're lying! Since your teacher knew about this, he couldn't possibly have failed to warn you to be careful of Amon!"
"How could he possibly let you walk around in public wearing a monocle!"
Lorne's expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure.
"Is it possible that my teacher, Will Unsettling, is so powerful that he's not afraid of Amon at all?"
"Ha!" Not only Medici couldn't help but exclaim, but even Soren and Einhorn couldn't hold back.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Even the Great Serpent—no, even the True God—fears Amon's power. How could that Will Unsettin not care at all!"
Just as Medici was feeling smug, Lorne suddenly asked, "So, that's why you were so wary of me at the beginning."
"Because you're also afraid of Amon."
"Uh—" Medici's laughter stopped abruptly, sounding somewhat embarrassed.
"I'm not afraid of that guy!"
"In short, you're lying! I can tell!"
"Okay—" Lorne shrugged, readily admitting, "I do know Will Unsetin. However, I did conceal some information."
"But so what?"
No normal person would reveal all their secrets to an evil spirit they've just met and whose origins are unknown, right?
"You have a real talent for being a provocateur," Medici murmured, whether in praise or sarcasm was unclear. Then, without another word, he snapped his fingers crisply.
call!
The crimson flames surrounding Raft, who was possessed by him, instantly surged up!
"Watch out!" Sharon was the first to react and immediately blew a gust of cold wind mixed with ice crystals towards Raft.
The wind and snow collided violently with the flames, instantly erupting into thick white smoke that obscured everyone's vision.
The "premonition of disaster" was triggered the instant the flames rose.
Lorne instinctively lunged to the side, dodging a blazing pillar of red fire that shot out from the smoke.
This guy's serious now!
Lorne's face darkened. He reached into his robes and pulled out two bottles of holy water when he saw a figure rushing toward him at lightning speed!
It's Raft!
"Damn it!" Lorne immediately activated his spiritual power.
"Mental Storm!" Successfully hit.
wrong!
He didn't react at all; he had already passed out! The evil spirit—wasn't on him!
Could it be that...?
"Haha! I caught you!"
Lorne turned around decisively, drew his gun, and fired a shot at the illusory red figure that had appeared behind him at some unknown time!
The bullet passed through the evil spirit's body without any resistance. Medici frowned slightly, but still laughed.
"You killed me, and Will Unsett will avenge me!" Lorne raised his gun again, continuing to use Will's name.
"It's alright, the giant snake will avenge me," Medici said nonchalantly.
"He didn't even know you were trapped here," Lorne retorted.
"But he'll follow that Will to find me."
Damn it! Lorne cursed inwardly. Why did Will Onsetin's name seem so intimidating? Wasn't he a high-sequence powerhouse? Why did it seem like no one was afraid of him?
"Don't get so worked up—" Medici didn't continue to attack.
"You seem to have quite a few secrets—"
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