blogombal Chapter 137 Amon is about to be punished
Chapter 137 Amon is about to be punished
Chapter 137 Amon is about to be punished
"I can't say your perception is wrong; it might indeed be common sense in this era." Rosen chuckled before slowly continuing, "But Azik, I just want you to ask yourself honestly: do you enjoy seeing others kneel before you?"
Does He like it?
Azik was momentarily confused, recalling some past scenes in his mind, before honestly shaking his head and saying, "I don't like it."
He has never liked being worshipped; at most, he doesn't dislike it. However, this has always been the rule of the Byron Empire, so he has never stopped it.
Rosen chuckled upon hearing this and said, "That's fine. I don't like people worshipping me either."
He continued, "I won't try to teach these things to others because they enjoy them. I won't criticize or blame them; there's no need. Everyone has their own way of living. I'm not some great philanthropist who wants to save the world."
Rosen was telling the truth. He had always been indifferent to people or things he didn't care about, so he had neither the idea of saving the world nor the idea of destroying it.
Indifference is the true nature of Rosen's personality.
Azik seemed to understand but not quite. He hesitated for a moment and asked, "In your eyes, am I different from them?"
"Yes, you are indeed quite different from them, so I think you probably won't enjoy these things like they do. Compared to the lofty gods, the life of a mortal might be more suitable for you." Rosen didn't hide anything, nodded, and said crisply, "But I won't make the choice for you, Azik. I will only let you experience another kind of life. As for what you will ultimately choose, that's up to you."
Azik looked surprised upon hearing this. He stared at Rosen for a long while before saying, "To be honest, I'm a little surprised. When you invited me to leave—you didn't seem like the kind of person who would say something like that."
"Because I understand a principle: sometimes, a little firmness is necessary." Rosen stood up, smiling, and said, "Let's stop here for now. We can talk about grand principles anytime, but leisurely time, once it's gone, is hard to come by again. Today, the three of us are going to explore the entire city!"
Rosen not only said it, but he also did it, enthusiastically dragging Klein and Azik around the entire city.
During this time, they stopped at beverage stalls, sampled the Solomon Empire's specialty fruits, bought local souvenirs, and even had their portraits painted at famous tourist attractions, essentially taking photos as souvenirs.
Although the artist is a bit special.
"Not bad, Amon. How come you're making a living selling paintings with such skills?" Rosen teased after admiring the commemorative painting in his hand for a few moments.
Upon hearing this, Amon, dressed like a poor artist, raised his hand and pushed up his monocle. He sighed dramatically and said, "There's nothing I can do. I failed to get into Solomon Imperial Academy. After failing the exam, I can only make a living here."
This era naturally had academies. Although in form they were closer to private aristocratic schools than to public schools in later generations, and were basically inaccessible to commoners, at least in the Solomon Empire, probably influenced by the true creator, even commoners could still enroll as long as they passed the exams.
"Hiss, you failed art student, you know how to stack buffs." Rosen gasped dramatically, then, as if remembering something, looked at Amon with suspicion and asked, "Wait, you didn't turn the examiner into Amon?"
"Solomon happened to be inspecting the Imperial Academy that day," Amon said, a regretful expression on his face.
"As expected of you!" Rosen shook his head, not at all surprised by the result.
Klein glanced at Amon a few more times, making Amon feel a little uneasy.
"What are you thinking about?" Amon asked abruptly.
Klein smiled upon hearing this and said, "I wasn't thinking about anything."
Klein knew very well that it was useless to try to persuade a brat like Amon with words. After all, he was not Rosen and had a greater influence on Amon. So, instead of trying to persuade Amon to stop doing evil in advance, it would be more effective to interrupt the spell when he was doing something bad.
In the past few days, Klein had actually been working on this matter. He secretly killed a batch of rats, pests, and monsters, and collected a batch of secret puppets. With Rosen's help, he used the Source Castle to locate Amon's aura and had already locked the location of many of Amon's clones. This way, when these Amon clones were about to do something bad, Klein could stop them immediately.
Uncle Zhou is serious about disciplining Amon this time.
Amon was clearly not fooled by Klein. He gave Klein a deep look, but still couldn't figure out what the other party wanted to do. In the end, he could only say, "I hope so."
Klein then flashed a perfect smile.
Amon then smiled as well.
For some reason, Amon had a bad feeling.
Azik silently observed the interaction between the group. Having already heard about Amon's style and knowing that Rosen was Amon's brother, he wasn't particularly surprised at this moment. He simply compared Amon and Rosen in his mind.
These brothers are truly similar yet different.
Azik thought to himself that when he first met Rosen, he did think that Rosen was a guy similar to Amon, but after spending the day with him, Azik had a different opinion.
They are indeed similar, but they are also different. Amon is actually closer to Azik's understanding and imagination of the King of Angels, while Rosen—makes Azik feel conflicted.
What kind of person are you?
Azik looked at Rosen, lost in thought.
Amon's little incident didn't significantly alter the trip for Rosen and his companions. In the following days, Rosen took the two to other places, and after a delicious dinner, he led Azik and Klein to the world's best psychologist.
"I thought you would arrange to meet me in the Tudor Empire. Aren't you afraid that your second father will devour you here?" Rosen said with a smile.
Adam, dressed as a priest, looked up upon hearing this, his golden eyes devoid of much emotion. He said, "I am hiding from Thudor, and as for Him—He knows now is not the time."
Upon hearing Adam's words, Rosen paused for a moment, then realized what he meant and raised an eyebrow, saying, "So you were there that day?"
“I wasn’t there, but Amon told me everything.” Adam calmly shook his head, looked at Rosen, and said slowly, “I investigated Tudor and Chick, and they were indeed conducting some bad experiments.”
"Amon seems to value you as his older brother quite a bit!" Rosen teased first, then casually asked, "So, how's their progress?"
>