Mystery: The Silver Key

Chapter 30 Adam's Special Mission

As Adam opened his mouth, the surrounding light suddenly brightened and became colorful, as if we had entered daytime, into an interior with stained glass windows.

No, not just seemingly, he was actually moved.

When his vision cleared, he found himself inside a magnificent church with towering black stone pillars.

Ahead stood that familiar, enormous cross, hundreds of meters long, surrounded by countless bones of different races.

He then went to the Church of Adam's Bones.

"Some topics are safer to discuss here."

Adam spoke slowly, and as he spoke, two black high-backed chairs suddenly appeared behind the two of them.

"None of the seven gods wanted Amon to become the 'Lord of Mysteries.' Rather than choosing him, they preferred the original 'Lord of Mysteries' to return."

"The 'Night,' which sealed Antigonus and banished Bethel, has the power to overturn the table, so I must make some choices."

"I cannot directly interfere with or help Amon before the candidate He chose as the 'Lord of Mysteries' becomes an angel. After that, it is up to each according to their own abilities."

Cyril nodded in realization. Perhaps Adam had already taken action, and the "Goddess of the Night" had stopped him in time. In the end, the two had most likely reached a new agreement.

He paused, then another question occurred to him: "Without the help of the 'Lord of Mysteries,' it will be very difficult for you to reclaim your authority..."

After all, those three are all righteous gods, and they are absolutely united on this matter.

Adam smiled slightly: "As for the part that is taken, 'Night' will provide assistance in this regard."

Cyril: (@[]@!!)

Stormy Old Pigeon, danger!

After a brief moment of surprise, Cyril quickly composed himself. At the level of the gods, interests inevitably outweigh emotions. Regardless of who ultimately becomes the "Lord of Mysteries," the two angel investors who have cooperated with each other will certainly get what they need most, more or less.

As the thoughts wandered, Cyril's expression suddenly froze, and cold sweat broke out on his back... Why did Adam tell me so much? Although I can promise not to reveal the information to others, these are not things that I necessarily have to tell you.

The thought had barely crossed his mind when Adam, sitting directly opposite him, gave his answer:

"There are two reasons. First, you are not an ordinary person; you are entitled to know these things."

"Secondly, I have a long-term, special task for you, and satisfying your curiosity can be considered part of the reward."

Sirion immediately pressed, "What mission?"

Adam: "Investigate the secrets hidden by the 'Primal Witch' in the Mirror World."

"You are able to open the 'door' to the mirror world, and your status is high enough that some of the dangers and pollution in the mirror world will not affect you."

Cyril remained silent, clearly having been seen by Adam when he tried to open the "door" to the mirror world out of curiosity, or perhaps having been watching him all along.

Sensing his thoughts, Adam said slowly, "You are special, and some attention is necessary. But it can't be all the time. Even the 'audience' who can differentiate virtual personalities doesn't have that much energy."

Cyril nodded slightly, not dwelling on the issue too much. After all, he was weak, and the weak had no right to speak.

After a brief pause, he nodded and accepted the task: "I will try to explore the world in the mirror, but it will be difficult to achieve any results in a short time. My strength is the biggest constraint."

Adam smiled and nodded slightly: "If you encounter danger, you can call my name. Even if you only think about it, I will hear you."

"In addition, the Twilight Hermits will provide some assistance with your promotion during the mission."

"Make good use of the wallet Amon gave you; sometimes you might be able to pull out something special from it."

Cyril opened his mouth, wanting to ask something, but Adam didn't give him a chance to speak. The Church of Bones in his eyes was fading rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, he was back in his room.

He glanced subconsciously at the full-length mirror placed in the corner, and shook his head slightly:

"I'll have to wait until I advance to Sequence 7, the 'Astrologer,' before I can go in and explore, otherwise I'll definitely get lost."

"But was this mission just a side effect of saving me, or do they really want me to discover something from the mirror world?"

"Hmm... He probably didn't need to do such a meaningless thing. Perhaps saving me from Amon was just a side effect. After seeing that I could open the 'door' to the mirror world, He had this idea, and it could also speed up my advancement."

Muttered a few words to himself, then took off his coat, lay down on the bed, and closed his eyes tightly.

After a night of excitement, he is now completely exhausted, both physically and mentally.

.....

At 9 a.m. on September 1, Cyril stood at the gate, yawning, watching Beth and Thomas board the carriage.

After staying for nearly two weeks, Beth finally felt relieved, believing that her two younger brothers could take good care of themselves at home, and planned to take Thomas, who hadn't had enough fun yet, back to her own home.

After watching the carriage sent by Thomas's father drive away, Sir Ryan looked at Harvin, who was about to return to his room, and muttered:

"Why do I get the feeling that Beth is almost itching to leave?"

Havin nodded at him noncommittally: "This is all thanks to you. Beth probably feels that if she stays any longer, you will completely ruin her elite education of Thomas."

"Since you seem to be fine, and your father and mother haven't returned yet, why don't you hurry back and resume your education of little Thomas?"

"..." Cyril remained silent. Although he was a little happy that Beth had left him, it was not intentional on his part.

Although Beth has been intentionally or unintentionally displaying her elder sisterly authority these days, making him want to avoid her every time he sees her, he still gets along quite well with Thomas.

Havin glanced at the silent Sirien and casually changed the subject: "You've been sleeping a lot during the day lately, what are you doing at night?"

Cyril shrugged and walked past him back to the living room: "Find a way to make money. If you don't need me to pay you back, I can manage to go to bed early and get up early."

"Making money at night?"

Ha Wen's expression froze for a moment. He seemed to be thinking of many things, and finally it turned into a sigh of admonition:

"I was just joking before. If you owe a lot of money, you can just tell your father. He probably won't beat you to death or kick you out of the house. You don't need to do such a thing for money."

"No matter what, you're still a student. Even though you make mistakes often, it doesn't warrant..."

"Stop, stop, what are you thinking? I'm just staying up late writing!"

Cyril raised his hand to interrupt Harvin, feeling that if the other continued, his reputation would be in jeopardy.

Ha Wen looked at him suspiciously: "Is it really just writing?"

Cyril nodded repeatedly: "Of course, do you think I'd sneak out at night?"

"You've done it before," Havin scoffed, then quickly added as Cyril glared at him:

"But you haven't been going out at night lately. Beth has had servants watching you, so she'll definitely notice if you go out."

"But what are you writing? I didn't know you had this hobby."

Cyril raised his hand, making a gesture as if embracing the sun:

"The greatest work of this century, a new genre of popular novel that combines fantasy, adventure, mystery, culture, and combat, and will be the best-selling novel in the future of the North and South Continents."

Ha Wen stared at him expressionlessly until he finished speaking before offering her heartfelt blessing:

"I hope a newspaper will approve of it and be willing to publish it."

Cyril nodded slightly, then went upstairs:

"In two more days, I should be able to finish the first volume, and then we'll know the outcome. By the way, do you have any recommendations for newspapers?"

"Does the Steam Daily count?" Havin asked hesitantly.

This is a newspaper directly under the Church of the "God of Steam and Machinery," and they have the world's most authoritative scientific magazine and columns.

Most of their content is related to scientific research; they are one of the most famous and outstanding newspapers in the technology field, but they don't really cover the entertainment field.

Noticing Cyril's silence, Haven explained in a low voice, "The Steam Daily does have an entertainment column, but it's not doing very well and hasn't expanded beyond Intis yet."