Chapitre 339: Chapter 340: Lynn and His Sons
Although Lynn decided impulsively to team up with Ouroboros and Medici to attack Amon, this wasn't something they could set out to do immediately.
Ouroboros needed to inform the True Creator, securing technical support and arranging for the Backlund branch of the Aurora Order to be handed over to Lynn for his plans.
Medici also had to deal with his current engagements, ensuring that even a brief departure wouldn't disrupt the secret organizations he was manipulating or the ongoing plans he was involved in.
Lynn, the initiator of the plan, didn't need much preparation. He could operate on multiple fronts: his main body would stay in Backlund, while his divine avatar would head to the Forsaken Land of the Gods, ensuring no delays.
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'But although my main self can slack off, my avatar has no time to relax. Isn't this another form of being a corporate slave?' In the Fourth Epoch, Lynn pondered this issue seriously with his full consciousness transferred to his second smurf account. After thinking for a long time, he shook his head, deciding not to dwell on it.
Then, Lynn looked at the slightly tense Azik beside him and smiled, "Are you nervous, Azik?"
"Uh… not really." Azik shook his head, his gaze sweeping over the bustling crowd. Lowering his voice, he said, "I'm just a bit worried, Your Highness Libert. After all, this is the Trunsoest Empire, and Emperor Trunsoest will be passing by soon. If he sees through our disguise..."
"Don't worry, our disguise was blessed by Amanises herself. Even if Trunsoest is a Sequence 0, he won't see through it unless he inspects us inch by inch." Lynn waved his hand, also lowering his voice. Though in truth, even without lowering their voices, the people around them wouldn't hear their conversation, but there was a need for a sense of ceremony in everything.
Lynn continued, "I've told you many times, just call me Libert. And right now, we are 'father and sons.' If you call me so formally, it will blow our cover. You should call me dad!" His eyes sparkled with anticipation as he spoke.
Indeed, while the Lynn of the Fifth Epoch was preparing to attack Amon, the Lynn of the Fourth Epoch and his companions had arrived at the Trunsoest Empire with fabricated identities.
Lynn had asked the Evernight Goddess to create false identities for him, Bethel, and Azik, making them appear as a single father and his two sons.
—As for Artisan, he didn't need to join Lynn's small group to experience life. He just needed to lure out the Eternal Blazing Sun at the crucial moment.
Even someone as composed as Azik twitched at the corner of his mouth upon hearing Lynn's words.
He couldn't help but recall Mr. Door's bewildered, puzzled, and helpless expression when Lynn revealed their fake identities. Azik finally, albeit reluctantly, said, "Alright… father."
"Good!" Lynn responded exaggeratedly, patting Azik's head with a satisfied smile. "You're such a good boy!"
Azik closed his eyes in pain. From a rational perspective, he could accept calling Lynn father for the sake of their disguise. After all, as an Angel of Secrets, Lynn's age and status certainly qualified him to be Azik's father. In fact, Azik knew he might be gaining something from this arrangement.
However!
However, after spending some time with Lynn, Azik had gradually realized that Lynn's psychological age might be stuck in a toddler stage. From an emotional standpoint, it was hard for him to call Lynn father without feeling extremely awkward and embarrassed.
"Hehe…" Lynn could clearly see Azik's complex feelings. In fact, he found it amusing, which was why he insisted on being called dad.
This was just too interesting!
Although he was only three and a half years old in many ways, Lynn was determined to be the father of all his friends. He noticed something out of the corner of his eye and gently nudged Azik, who had closed his eyes to escape reality. "Don't close your eyes; the float is here."
Azik opened his eyes and looked down the street, where he saw the parade float and the current emperor of the Trunsoest Empire, Night Emperor Trunsoest, and his wife, the Blood Moon Queen, Auernia.
This scene was a traditional spectacle in the Trunsoest Empire. Ever since the Night Emperor married the Blood Moon Queen, every ten years on their wedding anniversary, they would parade together on a float.
Initially, when the Night Emperor Trunsoest was a puppet of the Six Gods with little autonomy, the float parade was both a celebration of his and the queen's love and a means to appease the families that had followed the Blood Moon Queen. It also helped expand the Night Emperor's influence within the Trunsoest Empire.
Even after the Night Emperor had gradually established his power with the help of the queen and broken free from most of the Six Gods' control, this tradition continued. It might be due to the genuine affection between the emperor and his queen, or for other political reasons.
Regardless, this event was a major celebration in Backlund. On this day, the usually conservative city would burst with romance and passion.
—The Trunsoest Empire's territory included the future Loen and Feynapotter Kingdoms, with its capital being Backlund, the future capital of Loen.
Like Azik, Lynn watched the Night Emperor on the float. The young man, seemingly in his early twenties, had bronze-colored hair and pure gold eyes. Despite his handsome appearance, he exuded a scholarly aura rather than that of an emperor or a Sequence 0 of the Arbiter Pathway.
Trunsoest didn't look like an emperor, much less a threatening or fearsome Arbiter. He resembled a gentle teacher or an elegant scholar, making one wonder if he would pull out a book from somewhere and start reading quietly.
Yet, this scholar-like Night Emperor had governed his country with unparalleled strength, leading the Trunsoest Empire to victory in the War of the Four Emperors. Although the Six Gods had taken the fruits of his victory and he wasn't the last of the Four Emperors to die, his reign was marked by power and success.
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