Chapter 372: The Number of Angelic Photos Increased

Lynn was doing something that would normally be considered blasphemous—having the Lord's War Angel undermine the Lord's followers. If it were anyone else, Medici would have likely turned them to ashes with a burst of flames. But facing his own unscrupulous older brother, Medici could only roll his eyes and say in a huff, "Did you forget that I still follow the Lord?"

"Of course I didn't forget," Lynn responded with a smile, giving Medici a glance. "But what does it matter? The Creator himself doesn't care about these followers anymore, so why should you?"

Medici was momentarily stunned, and after two seconds of thought, realized that Lynn had a point.

If even the Lord no longer cared about these followers, then there wasn't much left to say.

"Besides, consider it an investment, an investment in the future... You should know it's a profitable deal," Lynn continued, fanning the flames of persuasion, his face practically screaming, "This stock is sure to rise, buy it now!"

"Hmph..." Medici snorted coldly at this, then cast a glance at Klein, saying indifferently, "Do as you wish."

This was naturally an expression of consent.

Lynn, with an approving look, patted Medici on the shoulder before turning to Klein and saying, "See, now there are two more angels under the Fool's command."

Klein's expression immediately became complex. He was well aware of the over-imaginative thoughts the members of the Tarot Club had regarding the angels under the Fool's command, knowing that their Mr. Azik had also been recruited as one of the Fool's subordinates.

And now, these two angelic locals were evidently intending to mislead the people of Silver City into believing that the Fool was a genuine god.

'But then again, in this era, true gods cannot easily descend into the real world. Under normal circumstances, the high-end combat power available is only angels. Even if the Fool were a true god from ancient times, he probably wouldn't be able to help Silver City directly; he would only send angels...' As Klein thought this, his expression became even more complex, though he also felt a sense of relief.

With the combination of the War Angel and the Angel of Secrets, even if both were in poor condition, Klein was confident that as long as they took a stroll through Silver City, he could solidify the Fool's identity as a god there.

Not to mention, these two could indeed do something to help... After thinking for a few seconds, Klein made up his mind and said:

"In fact, I don't know exactly what to ask you to do. After all, I'm not particularly familiar with Silver City's situation. As for the Sun, I'm not sure what he really needs either..."

"I've thought about sending some supplies to the Sun to improve his life, but I understand that what they need most right now may not be mere supplies, but... hope!"

Klein's expression was serious and solemn, his tone tinged with a sigh. "Silver City has been holding on in the darkness for too long. I can almost imagine how long and despairing this endurance must have been..."

"I'm not sure if the Fool can, as you said, save Silver City in the future, but since there's a possibility, I will do my best to make it happen." Klein said this with a slight sense of embarrassment, yet his tone was resolute:

"I will bring the Fool to the forefront. I will deliver a divine message to Silver City. And you will be my messengers, bringing hope to the people of Silver City, helping them solve some of their current difficulties within your capabilities."

He didn't specifically ask the Angel of Secrets and the War Angel to do anything because, in reality, the Fool didn't fully understand Silver City's situation. However, he at least knew that Silver City faced many dangers and difficulties.

Lynn raised an eyebrow. Klein's words seemed no different from what he had said earlier, but Lynn knew that since these words were spoken, it meant that the Fool had made up his mind.

That's good!

The Angel of Secrets, now in a pleasant mood, curled his lips into a smile, and feeling playful, he even bent slightly in a bow, saying with a smile:

"Your will is my command."

Klein's expression immediately stiffened. Although he usually played the role of the Fool very well and had just briefly slipped back into that identity, the Angel of Secrets' behavior, which clearly carried a hint of mockery, still made the Fool feel inevitably awkward.

Especially since Mr. Azik was present at the time, observing them with a mix of curiosity and puzzlement, obviously pondering something.

For Klein, this was like being caught cosplaying by a parent.

Ahhhhhh!

Klein screamed internally like a marmot, but thanks to the strong control over his expression granted by his Clown abilities, he maintained an outward calm, lightly coughing as he said, "But I still plan to have you bring the Sun something, mainly some photographs and albums. I want them to see the outside world..."

If there was no hope, showing the people of Silver City the beautiful, vibrant world outside would undoubtedly be cruel. But if hope was close at hand, it would serve as encouragement.

And now, with the Fool about to step into the spotlight in Silver City, bringing hope and the light of salvation, these albums depicting the wonders of the outside world would undoubtedly serve as motivation.

He would tell the people of Silver City that the world was not entirely dark, and that as long as they held on, they could return to the light.

"Sure!" Lynn, seeing through the Fool's internal turmoil, smiled and nodded, saying, "I can help prepare those items as well."

...

While the Fool hurriedly prepared the package to send to the Sun, the Angel of Secrets led the War Angel on a leisurely stroll through the library, searching for suitable albums to send to the Sun while chatting with his companion.

"This time when I go to the Forsaken Land of the Gods, besides dealing with Little Raven, I also plan to visit Moon City. You know where Moon City is, right?" Lynn said this as he placed a selected book into the basket he carried.

"Do you mean that city-state at the edge of the Western Continent, which has guarded it on the Lord's orders since before the fall?" Medici raised an eyebrow as he watched Lynn select books. "Are they still alive?"

Medici was indeed aware of Moon City's existence, but he hadn't known that its people were still alive—after all, Medici had been trapped in the Blood Emperor's underground mausoleum for over a thousand years. The fact that he had managed to learn some information about the Loen Kingdom and the Northern Continent was already impressive; he had no channels to obtain news from the Forsaken Land of the Gods.

By the way, although the two angels were chatting openly, the people around them were clearly influenced by extraordinary abilities and simply ignored what was happening.

"From what I know, they should still be alive, although not living well," Lynn recalled the original description of the Moon City people and couldn't help but shake his head.

"Surviving is already a blessing," Medici said calmly. As a mythical creature born in the Second Epoch, the War Angel had witnessed many cruel events and had even died once. Now, being not quite fully resurrected, Medici had long come to terms with matters of life and death.

(End of Chapter)

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