Chapter 515: 008 Scolds Adam

Chapter 515: 008 Scolds Adam

Outside the house, the dark sky was accompanied by gusts of cold wind. Although it wasn't yet the season for snow, the chill seemed to penetrate from the ground up into one's body.

Unwilling to endure the cold wind, Aisala climbed out of her warm bed and went to the window, intending to close the two stained glass panes.

However, she didn't close the window immediately. Instead, she leaned out and looked towards the study several rooms away.

Although she couldn't see what was happening inside the study, she knew that something significant related to her master was taking place there.

She gazed intently for a while. A gust of cold wind blew into her collar, making her shiver. She quickly closed the window tightly and muttered, "It's a pity Miss Sharon isn't home..."

Aisala mumbled to herself before crawling back into her bed.

In the study, Adam, who was being questioned again, had clear, innocent eyes—those of a child untainted by the world.

Yet, this child uttered chilling words: "Under me, everything is a necessary sacrifice."

"You are very honest," Hastur could only find this word to describe Adam at this moment.

He didn't make any excuses for his actions, nor did he portray himself as a righteous figure. He simply spoke a selfish and cold truth.

"You are very emotional; your humanity is abundant. This makes people feel at ease," Adam kindly reminded, "Sometimes, deliberately showing your cold side can protect those you care about from unnecessary threats."

"Deliberate pretense is ultimately false. I don't think I can compare to you in this regard."

"You seem to have some affection for Medici?"

"I merely admire the beautiful quality of loyalty."

"Loyalty, selfishness, beauty, evil, hope... Whether good or bad, they are meaningless because these concepts are merely human definitions," Adam smiled and said, "Everyone has different standards for good and evil, making such moral frameworks unconvincing, even to humans, let alone higher mythical beings."

"Have you ever thought about why divinity and humanity coexist, if everything is meaningless?"

"You and He both try to persuade me, but you should understand that I cannot be persuaded because I am Adam."

Hastur chuckled and then fell silent. Indeed, the person before him was Adam, who only had a divine side. How could he be moved by mere words?

If it were that easy, he wouldn't have been entangled with the True Creator for so long.

It was because he was angry and emotionally stirred that he thought he could win the argument.

"You can take this extraordinary characteristic of a writer, but leave 008's consciousness with me."

"Okay," Adam smiled and looked at 008 on the table, "You really found yourself a good master."

"Haha, do you think everyone is as despicable as you?" 008, knowing his fate, had no reservations and furiously wrote on blank paper.

"What do you mean by necessary sacrifice? Why don't you sacrifice yourself, you bastard?"

"Bastard Adam, don't casually tarnish the noble term 'sacrifice'!"

"Medici is wholeheartedly loyal to the Creator, willing to sacrifice everything, including his life, for the Ancient Sun God."

"He is such a proud angel king, yet he is willing to lower his head, while you lightly decide his fate with a single sentence!"

"Because of your personality, the Archangel of Wisdom, Angel of Wind, and Pure White Angel chose to rebel at a critical moment!"

"If they were as loyal as Medici, history would have been different."

"You have already failed once in this regard, and now you want to fail a second time in the same place?"

008 wrote passionately, while Hastur watched with great interest. At this moment, 008 was like his ideal spokesperson.

To maintain the dignity of the Stars, he couldn't afford to lash out at Adam, but 008 could.

Strangely, Adam didn't stop him but watched calmly.

Amon is known as the God of Deception, but sometimes you can tell his mood from his body language or facial expressions.

But Adam always maintained an unchanged face, smiling yet indifferent, making it impossible to guess his thoughts.

Not a trace of joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness could be seen.

"Do you know why I desperately wrote Ins Zangwill's death?" After a long time, Adam spoke slowly.

The Hidden Sage?

He must be planning to target Bernadette, right?

Hastur's heart trembled. He knew Adam wouldn't speak without reason. His words indicated that the Hidden Sage was about to act or had already taken action.

Realizing the importance of the matter, 008 stopped writing and signaled Adam to handle the business quickly.

"Your temperament has indeed changed a lot, very good."

Adam said to 008, and before 008 could react, he easily extracted a mass of 008's consciousness from the Alersuhod Pen, separating it from the extraordinary characteristic of the writer.

"This is its new home."

Hastur indicated for Adam to integrate 008's consciousness into the "Book of Prophecy."

"This book is also very good."

Adam praised and easily completed the integration of 008's consciousness with the "Book of Prophecy."

Although Hastur could also do this, he couldn't do it as effortlessly as Adam.

"I'm waiting for you to complete today's transaction."

"I always keep my promises."

"Haha, when you say it, the word 'promise' seems to lose its original meaning."

"I just don't want to leave any loopholes that others can exploit."

Tsk, as ruthless and cold as ever.

Hastur put away the Dreamweaver's extraordinary characteristic and the Hand of Order's extraordinary characteristic.

He waved his hand, signaling Adam to leave.

As Adam was about to leave, Hastur asked, "If you really don't care, why do you always indulge and spoil Amon?"

Adam didn't answer but said, "Amon doesn't know your true identity."

"Amon also doesn't know your true identity."

This time, Adam didn't stay. His body disappeared from the study like a dreamlike bubble.

"The tide of the times will come after the New Year. Adam is going to become a god."

Hastur whispered. He didn't know what tide Adam saw, but he understood the future situation of the northern and southern continents.

After the New Year, the southern continent would launch a full-scale invasion of the north. After a year of rest, the southern continent was ready for a real battle.

As for the northern continent, who knows what chaos would ensue.

It concerned the positions of the six gods, and they would inevitably be unable to unify their wills.

"Woo woo woo, Master, look, am I ugly now?"

008 twisted his new body and stood up from the table, splitting the book in half to act as two legs.

"Something is indeed missing."

"Really?"

008, who was deliberately acting cute, became nervous upon hearing this.

Hastur said seriously, "It's missing a small bookmark in the middle of the book."

"..."

008 took a while to react and then cried, "Master, I might not necessarily be a boy!"

"Tsk, what are you talking about? I don't understand."

"...Master, you were the one who mentioned it first..."

"I just think the book should have a bookmark, like a tarot card, to be more stylish."

"Master, you don't need to explain. Explaining is just covering up. I know your little thoughts."

Hastur smiled, took out a tarot card with Roselle's image, and placed it in the center of the "Book of Prophecy," saying softly, "You can decide whether to be a boy or a girl."

"..."

008 quickly closed the "Book of Prophecy" and lay on the table, pretending to be dead.