<h4>Chapter 183: Future Deity</h4>


    Don’t covet the name of the past life? Annan was slightly confused.


    Benjamin nced over and addressed the confusion for both Annan and Don Juan at the same time, “For a curse to be avable for use, having ‘oath’ power to restrain it is mandatory.


    “And the ‘name’ is the strongest oath that everyone gets in life—the oath that apanies a lifetime.


    “If you’re going to re-use the name you have already abandoned, it means you have sworn to reim this fate. Then, the curse you have suffered, the fate you have escaped will return in greater intensity. Since it was a choice to evade debt, don’t look back. Otherwise, you will only face a bacsh of more debts.”


    All the Transcended power in this world was a curse.


    Then the realm of “fate” was naturally a curse.


    After all, “Lady Luck,” the luck and ident deity, was also an upright deity.


    So from what has happened, I can utilize Don Juan’s identity while “Don Juan” and the Gerant family wouldn’t find trouble with me.


    Besides that, the king wouldn’t be displeased with me.


    After all, the king only wanted “Don Juan Geraint” not to die in the hands of Rotten Man. Hearing that Don Juan wasn’t dead, the king would be surprised at most andment: “Hey, I didn’t expect the Venerated Skeleton to be kind.” With that, he wouldn’t heed any attention to this.


    But as long as Annan didn’t escape too far from the Freezing Water Port, the king shouldn’t care where he went.


    The only party sensing something was amiss with it would be the Third Prince.


    But at best, he would think that Annan was just a fake.


    Doesn’t that mean no one can control me? Annan felt a burst of excitement.


    Annan was well-behaved, afraid to cause trouble or attract attention for fear of attracting the eyes of the capital. But, he didn’t expect that Don Juan’s identity would be so safe to use!


    No one cared if he was dead or alive.


    If they wanted Don Juan to die, they only wanted him to die farther away.


    “But, who owns this nightmare?”


    Annan asked again, “If Don Juan Geraint is still alive…”


    “Naturally, it still belongs to Don Juan. Since he will be reincarnated, the curse umted in his body naturally needs to be emptied. Newborn babies can’t be born along with jewelry.”


    Benjamin smiled again at Annan and exined patiently, “I think you didn’t enter this nightmare through Don Juan’s curse, right?


    “Wizard ys the role of alteration in the curse. It’s doable if it’s just to transfer the curse from Don Juan’s corpse to another person.


    “Little Don Juan’sst resentment must be to ‘kill’ or ‘catch’ those traitors. Otherwise, he wants to know the traitor’s goal.


    “This allows us to impart false information in this nightmare. Those who came to investigateter will think that Don Juan and I are dead.”


    Don Juan and Benjamin, who died in this nightmare, didn’t perish. But, just before discovering this, the dungeon challenger would either fail, get kicked out, be promoted, and leave. So they can’t see the plot at the end.


    The only one who died was “John.”


    Among them, Benjamin was already dead in the world’s eyes.


    Everyone thought he was dead, and hepletely escaped into the shadows.


    Benjamin had Don Juan’s soul too. So either he would be resurrected or not still retained as a mystery.


    “But why are you telling me this?” Annan asked.


    “Because I guess you are the sessor to the new torn Truth pages. Now, it’s my turn to ask some questions.”


    Benjamin smiled and said, “Otherwise, I can hardly imagine why you would want to return to this nightmare. This is just a Bronze Rank nightmare. It can only provide power for Bronze Rank Transcended.


    “Torn Truth pages isn’t something that everyone can inherit. As long as a curse conflicts with the Truth’s element, the host’s body can’t contain the pages at all. Likewise, if the host’s talent isn’t enough to attain the Gold Rank, the pages will not be manifested in front of the host.


    “In other words, even though you may be weaker now, you are the Truth wielder in the future.


    “The Truth level is the reserve of the deities. The Truth wielder can be a new deity after attaining other torn Truth pages, perfect their book of truth, and store enough curses. It’s just a matter of time.


    “Since the Truth torn page hasn’t manifested before me, it means that I’m notpatible with it. So then, it makes sense for me to answer all questions of a future deity. If you have any questions, ask. I will answer it if I can,” said Benjamin frankly.


    Annan had no objection.


    What Benjamin said is true. I want to make good friends with you while you’re weak and even offer you some benefits. I have already expressed my intention directly. It just seems like a natural thing to do.


    With that, Annan behaved obediently.


    The “Book of Truth” was equivalent to the Godhead.


    As long as the Gold Rank elite could have a piece of torn Truth pages, he could attain the Truth level. Frankly speaking, the Truth level was the process of searching and hunting each other who possessed the pages of the same Book of Truth.


    As long as one couldplete the Book of Truth and umte enough power or “experience,” the person would be a new deity.


    It sounds like it’s not too difficult.


    Annan was only at the Bronze Rank, but he already had two pages.


    At this rate, he wouldn’t even attain Gold Rank even after he had collected all pages.


    But, the Book of Divine Transporter…


    What’s the truth in this?


    Many thoughts shed in Annan’s mind.


    Finally, he decided to tell the truth.


    Anyway, in the real world, Benjamin and Don Juan wouldn’t know what they were talking about here. So the worst oue was that the other party refused to cooperate. In that case, Annan wouldmit suicide 3 times to leave the dungeon instance.


    After 3 days, Annan could enter the dungeon instance again and ask again.


    Even if the information was mixed with false news, it didn’t matter much.


    Anyway, Annan would not have believed them all.


    “…En.” Annan nodded, “And, I need your help.


    “I’m Annan Austere-Winter. I temporarily lost part of my memory, and I was trapped in the Noah Kingdom. Because of the simrity in appearance, I temporarily borrowed the identity of Lord Don Juan to manage his territory. Using torn Truth pages power, I’m going against the Venerated Skeleton and Rotten Man at the Freezing Water Port.


    “Now, Master Michngelo is about to be reborn. My friend Salvatore wants to help Master Michngelo toplete the resurrection. Rotten Man Church intends to use ‘Ritual: Eradicate Reincarnations’ to interrupt the resurrection ritual on that day. I hope you can tell me more details about the habit of ‘Don Juan.’ Also, Master Benjamin, do you know what Rotten Man’s n is in Roseburg? How should I help Michngelo and how to stop Rotten Man’s church n?”


    Annan originally wanted to say, “If things go well, I will return the favor in the future.” But when he was about to say this, it felt weird and didn’t make sense.


    That promise simply felt like a scam.


    Benjamin and Don Juan looked at each other.


    Don Juan thought for a long time before nodding slowly.


    “Sure.” Don Juan replied seriously, “Then, the future Duke, Your Majesty Deity. I hope you can treat my people kindly.”


    “That’s natural.” Annan breathed a sigh of relief. He managed to achieve his goal in the nightmare this time.


    “But before that, I have one more question. Why would they believe that you would drink that ss of wine?” Annan interrupted and addressed his confusion.


    He asked carefully, “In the false information they learned, they would think that your curse is ‘can’t drink wine given by someone older than you’ and ‘can’t ingest squid.’ The wine is intended to incur the curse bacsh. Then why would they believe that you would drink the wine from the old housekeeper? As long as you don’t drink it, it would be right, right?”


    “Naturally, it’s because Adolphus isn’t older than me.”


    Benjamin said leisurely, “Sir Count knows my real curse. He won’t send someone older than me to bring me wine, and I know Adolphus. He has always been Don Juan’s housekeeper. I know everything about him. He has always poured my wine.


    “So, to kill me, they must curse Adolphus. I have sensed the smell of decay. The scent belongs to the Ritual: Aging Curse.


    “—And this is a voluntary curse.”


    At this point, Benjamin’s expression was a bit stern.


    Don Juan also realized something and was silent.


    Benjamin said softly, “In order not to have my perception detect it, they can only use the excuse of murdering Don Juan to divert the murderous intent. In other words, Adolphus willingly epts the curse of aging and assassinates his master Don Juan rather than believing and asking us for help.


    “Sigh…never mind.” The old wizard sighed deeply and slowly.