Exorcist's Self-Cultivation-Chapter 620 - 617 who am I playing a game with

Chapter 620: 617, who am I playing a game with? Chapter 620: 617, who am I playing a game with? When Carlos finished explaining that once the connection between the doors was established, both the Lock Ghost and the desired object would appear.

He looked at his master in front of him, his expression somewhat puzzled.

“Master, you look a bit pale. Do you feel something is wrong?”

“Or do you think the process is too slow?”

In front of Carlos.

Du Wei’s complexion was indeed very poor.

He suddenly realized that some things seemed to be completely different from what he had thought.

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Was the past self really me?

Creating two doors, and summoning both the Lock Ghost and the desired objects out of them.

Sacrificing the lives of all the prisoners.

It seemed to fit his style quite well.

After all, he was not a good person.

In the era before the Victorian Era, he had no relations with anyone, and he could do anything extreme.

But…

Why did the Lock Ghost appear in such a manner?

Could it be that it wasn’t created by him?

And it was summoned, and there were things he wanted as well.

What could that be?

A stele?

It couldn’t be that simple.

A multitude of thoughts rushed through Du Wei’s mind, making him shiver internally. It seemed he had stepped into a cycle system created by his past self.

Perhaps it was an experiment.

But one thing was for sure, his past self had managed to distort time.

This statement was a bit superfluous.

Because when the Evil Spirit Du Wei jumped to another timeline, he already had the power to twist time.

Du Wei couldn’t help but think, “If the one summoned in the end is the Lock Ghost of the future, then the past me must have gone mad.”

“Or perhaps, many things are completely different from what I had imagined.”

“My opponent may not only be the Solomon’s Seventy-Two Pillars Demon Gods, there might also be another me.”

This ‘me’ isn’t referring to the Evil Spirit Du Wei.

Then.

He tried to dismiss this idea, telling himself he was just being paranoid, and that he would know the truth when the summoning started.

But the thought rooted in his mind like a sprouting seed.

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It could not be shaken off.

Seeing Du Wei silent, Carlos carefully said, “Master? Are you alright?”

Du Wei came to his senses, nodded, and said, “I’m fine.”

Then he hesitated.

And said, “Carlos, in your eyes, what kind of person am I?”

Carlos was stunned.

The middle-aged man with golden hair, his face full of coarse features suddenly relaxed, and he said sycophantically, “Ah, Master, you’ve hit the nail on the head.”

“You are the sun, the moon, the stars. You are the past and the future. In the eyes of Carlos, no one and nothing in this world can compare to even a fraction of you.”

“No, it’s downright blasphemy to even mention you in the same breath as those messy entities.”

“If one must compare your greatness, then one would have to compare you to Solomon’s Seventy-Two Pillars Demon Gods.”

“They are demon gods who escaped from hell, whereas you, you are hell itself.”

Every sentence was an utmost attempt at ingratiation.

Carlos was always vicious towards anyone but when facing Du Wei, his loyalty was like that of a fawning dog.

This…

Du Wei looked at the ingratiating expression on Carlos’s face and felt a revolting sense of nausea.

He shook his head; only the envelope could compete with Carlos in this regard.

Why were his underlings all of this sort?

Was there not even one that seemed reliable?

Du Wei snorted and said to Carlos, “Shut up. I’ve had my fill of these words, I want the truth.”

Carlos blurted out subconsciously, “But this is the truth, Master! Every word I speak, comes from the bottom of my heart for I signed an Indenture Contract with you. I am indeed your most loyal dog.”

Du Wei was stunned, “Indenture Contract?”

Carlos said, “Yes, Master. Back when I was a beggar about to starve to death on the streets, it was you who gave me a piece of bread. I sold my life to you.”

“At that time, you kindly said that a verbal promise was not good enough, so you signed an Indenture Contract with me.”

“Although I’ve forgotten the terms of that Indenture Contract, I think it is my honor to work for you, Carlos, for the rest of my life.”

With a strange expression, Du Wei said, “I didn’t expect you to be so loyal to me.”

He felt a sense of déjà vu as if he were looking at the envelope.

Carlos ingratiated himself, saying, “After following you, I transformed into a count. Not just me, but my children, my daughter, as long as the bloodline continues, they will forever be your servants.”

With a nod, Du Wei said, “From what you’ve said, I can roughly understand what kind of person I am in your eyes.”

Carlos did not grasp the meaning of these words, and could only continue to flash a forced smile.

“I’m going to check out the prison below,” Du Wei said, “Tonight’s plan will commence, and you must get that door ready for me.”

Carlos assertively said, “Rest assured, Master. I will not disappoint you.”

Having said that, Carlos was about to leave but hesitated and asked, “Master, how should we deal with Ryan Hamel? And that Puton, he has been badmouthing you just now. I think he definitely has ill-intentions, should we just slaughter him?”

With a headache, Du Wei said, “Put Ryan in a solitary cell, don’t let him wander about. Of course, ensure he faces no danger. As for that Puton…”

“Tie him up for now. After I come out from below the prison, I’ll have a good chat with him.”

Carlos quickly said, “Yes, Master. Then I’ll go down first.”

“Go on.”

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After Carlos left.

Du Wei entered the prison.

In the gloomy corridor, there was no one and no sign of life.

The envelope, which had been suppressed for a long time, sprung out from his pocket and floated in front of Du Wei.

[Master! That Carlos is such an idiot. He actually stole my lines, ew… disgusts me to death…]

Indifferent, Du Wei remained silent.

The envelope vented angrily, [That man is very abnormal, definitely a two-faced snitch. Don’t be fooled by his respectful demeanor now; who knows how many schemes he harbors behind your back.]

[Master, let Brother Shadow slice Carlos into pieces!]

[As your most loyal dog, the envelope senses malevolence from Carlos.]

Du Wei looked at it and said with a frown, “Carlos is still useful for now; I’m not going to kill him, and why should I?”

“Compared to him, you seem to be quite useless.”

[What? Am I, the envelope, useless?!]

“Your usefulness to me has become nearly negligible,” said Du Wei coldly. “You should think about what use you still have for me.”

“In terms of loyalty, you are indeed loyal, but Brother Shadow is even more so, and it will never bother me.”

“In terms of power, you can’t even compare to Brother Shadow.”

[But, Master, if you could get Matthew’s pen, you could liberate the envelope. I could even turn back to any point in the past…]

[Master, the envelope’s uselessness is not truly uselessness.]

Frowning, Du Wei said, “That’s why you’re still alive now, but enough, shut your mouth…”

“Wait… Envelope, don’t you feel that Carlos is quite similar to you?”