Mystery: Those years when I was a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

Chapter 293 The Trend of the Times

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In an Evernight church that is closer to the disaster-stricken area.

Leonard sat on the pew in the chapel, sipping warm tea, a little absent-minded.

Daly was draped in a blanket, leaning on another bench, and there was a two-meter-wide aisle between Leonard and him.

The two wounded are not required to participate in the church's relief activities for the time being, and can stay in the chapel for a short rest.One of the two was thinking quietly, the other closed his eyes to regain his energy, and neither spoke.

The luminous stars drawn with special luminescent minerals on the zenith exude a steady faint light in the slightly dim church. The gas wall lamp is very low from the ceiling. The dark environment makes people feel peaceful physically and mentally, as if they have come to a place of peace of mind.

After a long time, Daly broke the silence:

"The spirit in your body tells me that you have something on your mind."

Leonard came back to his senses, and nodded with a serious expression: "Captain Soest and their whereabouts are still unknown..."

"I didn't mean that, boy."

Daly's expression was straightened, she opened her eyes, and looked at Leonard who fell into silence:
"You seemed to have something on your mind when Enmat was looking for Ince Zangwill. I thought you were worried about not being able to arrest him, but that doesn't seem to be the case. Half of our party is missing, Your emotions are something other than anxiety and sadness."

Leonard sighed and asked, "What is it?"

"Confused, maybe? I've only seen your expression on some young people who go out late at night to get drunk." Daly smiled, reached out and brushed the broken hair scattered on her forehead behind her ears, and looked at her face He opened his fingers, "What are you thinking about? Ince Zangwill finally died, and we were lucky not to lose our lives. No matter what, we should be able to relax a little and enjoy the moment."

But you have always had a strange and heavy aura about you.

Leonard put the water glass that had started to get cold on the empty space next to him, and interlaced his fingers to support his chin.

"I'm thinking...Ma'am, tell me, could it be...Ince Zangwill is not really behind the scenes, he is just a tool pushed to the front, a prop that can be easily manipulated... In fact, someone else planned all this...?"

He tried his best to describe it with words that sounded innocuous, and he didn't talk too much about another person who really took 0-08 away.

Because the existence of the first person to pick up the quill, who has been hiding by their side, already speaks for itself.

But at the same time, Leonard felt that his current cover-up was completely superfluous. No matter how hard he thought about it, the black hand behind the scenes would never be thought of as the goddess!But after thinking this way, he didn't lose control, Leonard almost sighed for his impiety.

Daly really didn't think about it that much, but she also understood that 0-08 was finally stolen under Leonard's general description.

"What do you mean? In fact, it might be the one who really planned everything... You said that suddenly appeared, and suddenly picked up 0-08's mysterious high-sequence powerhouse who can't remember his appearance? This is indeed possible..."

Daly rubbed her fingers slowly, thought for a while, and said from the perspective of a very normal official Extraordinary:

"Even if Ince Zangwill is just a tool, he has also committed countless crimes in the process. After another theft in 0-08, you think that Ince Zangwill should be regarded as an accessory? "

"It makes sense, and, for the church, 0-08 is still in a stolen state, and your discovery can continue to be reported, but..."

But Ince Zangwill, who brought death to the Church of Evernight, the Nighthawks, and the sacrificed people, has been confirmed dead, and the stolen 0-level sealed item 08-0 has a weird "coincidence" ability, it is even more difficult to track down.And now the high sequence that took away 0-08 is even more unknown. It was a drop of water that fell into the sea and completely lost its trace.

Even if it is reported to the church, there is no way to investigate it, and it can only be put into the file as a mystery and hastily dismissed.

The related events of 0-08 should end here.

It and those high-sequence powerhouses who were waiting for it to come appeared so coincidentally, and disappeared so coincidentally, as if telling the Nighthawks brightly: It's over here, it's almost over, anyway, you can't find anything else .

So it's over?

Leonard's eyes were fixed on the stone bricks on the ground of the chapel, and he did not move away for a long time.

Daly didn't speak either, she could still keenly feel that Leonard was thinking much more than that, but the other party kept showing the appearance of refusing to open up, and she didn't know how to ask again.

There was silence again in the chapel.

After temporarily removing 0-08 from his mind, Leonard immediately remembered another more complicated thing——

About his ex-colleague, Klein Moretti, who came back from the dead, whose promotion speed is terrifying, who seems to be related to a terrifying existence named "The Fool", and who is strangely protected by the high-level members of the Aurora Society !
Leonard is now in a complicated mood. He feels that with the addition of these prefixes, the official Extraordinary status that was originally something to be proud of is simply the most ordinary-looking one.

The old man is still awake, and no one can hear him say these words.

Leonard tried to sort it all out, but things seemed to be a complete mess.

——First of all, Klein died just after the real Creator descended, and then he was suspected of being resurrected by the "God of Death" of the mysterious organization. This was his escape plan, and it should be unmistakable.Contacting the shadow that protects him, Klein is very likely to have a certain status in the Aurora Society, protected by a high-sequence powerhouse (the one who can take Klein away from the person who snatched 0-08 must also be a high-sequence), It might be a saint or angel's favored one.

But judging from these two things, this makes sense, but combined with the incident of the descending of the gods, it is completely incomprehensible.

If Klein was a believer in the true Creator, why did he help the Nighthawks stop Lanerus?If Klein's purpose was to become an undercover agent for the Church of Evernight, then why did he really give up this identity in order to prevent the real Creator from descending and sacrificing himself?Why was he resurrected by Azik Eggers, the "God of Death" of an organization related to tarot cards after death?
Could it be that "The Fool" is another identity of the true Creator?

Or, are these two evil gods related in some way?
I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out at all, there is too much information missing, and based on Leonard's own speculation, he can only draw one conclusion:
That was Klein Moretti himself, not a bad guy.

At least, he is not as crazy and cruel as other Aurora believers. He has a conscience and goodwill towards the church. Even if he can be resurrected, he really died to protect Tingen. Brainwashed into cultists?

I'll have to ask him myself... I'll have to hear the answer from him!
Leonard's eyes became serious again, he scratched his head, picked up the herbal tea next to him and drank it down.

after that……

Then it's time to think about it, and it's my own choice.

……

After being swallowed by the shadows, Klein opened his eyes again, and found that he had been sent to the Aurora Order stronghold in Backlund.

He appeared in that corridor, so he simply found an empty room and walked in, locked the door, and walked four steps backwards.

Above the gray fog, Klein stared deeply at the gray fog, closed his eyes and rested for a while.

After confirming the status, Klein immediately walked to the depths of the mysterious space above the gray mist, and walked towards the ladder of light leading to heaven.

As he expected, there was another step there, a step with condensed light.

This time, Klein was sure that he could use the giant's six-story staircase to climb up the condensed gray cloud.

One step, two steps, three steps... He walked to the end, jumped, and stepped on the clouds formed by the gray mist.

What caught his eyes was a brilliant light gate stained with black and blue, which was composed of countless layers of light spheres, and the body of each light sphere was a pile of twisted worms huddled together. Some of them are transparent and some are translucent.

Above the light gate, there are thin black lines hanging down, and they hang one after another almost completely transparent "cocoons".

Those "silkworm cocoons" swayed gently, and they were wrapped in different soul bodies, some were black, some were yellow, some were white, some were wearing jeans, some were holding mobile phones, some were in gorgeous clothes, some had beautiful facial features, all of them were beautiful. There was a breath of life, but his eyes were closed tightly.

Klein's eyes froze for a moment, as if he had returned to Earth and was walking on the street full of people.

Then, he noticed that four "silkworm cocoons" had been broken, and there was nothing inside, swaying in the wind.

Klein, who raised his head and looked up, watched all this silently and quietly.

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"Agaritu is dead? He really..."

Cattleya, who was far away in a safe sea area near the ruins of the God War, was preparing for the promotion ceremony when she suddenly received such a message from "The World" Gehrman Sparrow.

Cattleya clutched the unfinished occult book in her hand in disbelief. She raised her head and looked at the sky outside the porthole, feeling a little dreamy for a moment.

It's a sigh of relief, but it seems to be more empty and dazed than joy... No, I can't think like this, I have to continue to work hard to be promoted, to be promoted, to become a demigod, to further search for and connect with the "elements" Dawn" survivors, and then spelled out the truth about Her Majesty's death... Cattleya quickly adjusted her mood, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and she stood up from her chair, ready to let the chef of "Future" add an extra meal at noon today. A serving of your favorite dessert.

She opened the door and walked up the stairs, and saw Frank coming with a bag of mushrooms.

Cattleya's relaxed mood gradually disappeared along with the smile on her face, and the smile shifted to Frank's face. Frank happily raised the sack in his hand and showed it enthusiastically:
"Look! Captain, these are my new modified mushrooms. They are genetically stable, taste better, contain rich nutrients, and will not mutate, become invasive species, and will not actively attack living people!"

Why would the original mushrooms take the initiative to attack living people... Cattleya forced a smile on her face. Since Frank had repeatedly completed important orders and had become an indispensable and important source of funds on the "Future", she could only reluctantly ask:
"Oh, so what can they do?"

"It can simulate the taste and nutrition of meat. This is beef, this is chicken, and this is fish... There are also purification mushrooms that can remove pollution, which can safely remove pollution and toxins in the human body. This is what your friend, the captain, gave me. Made by some of my 'singer' spiritual items, but the amount is too small (Frank tries to blink)... This is a milk mushroom, which is a mushroom that grows on a monster and absorbs the pollution in the monster's flesh..."

Cattleya held back the twitching at the corner of her mouth, and patiently listened to Frank's product report. She felt that Frank had already acquired some primitive believers under the praise of the Aurora Society and some of the disaster victims and poor people in the Southern Continent.

But I have to say that after getting so much feedback, Frank has gradually found his own direction and goal.The products he made are indeed becoming more and more safe, even mortals without extraordinary abilities can safely use them.

"It will be delivered tomorrow."

Frank happily turned away, letting the captain go first: "I'll go back first and write the instructions for these mushrooms!"

"……OK."

Cattleya was also infected by the other party's enthusiasm, and couldn't help but smile: "Come on."

……

At two o'clock in the afternoon, in a small city in Intis.

The guests pushed open the glass door of the cake shop, and the metal wind chimes hanging on the door jingled pleasantly.

The lady standing behind the counter, which has been polished for some years but is still polished, finished writing the bill in her hand, looked up towards the door, and smiled at the guest in black:

"welcome."

"Thank you."

The middle-aged man who was dressed out of place with Intis responded gently.

A ray of warm sunlight shines in through the gaps in the curtains, and countless dust particles in the air dance quietly.

This small cake shop is neatly tidied up. There are freshly baked desserts in the glass display cabinets. The store manager has a freshly installed cake by her hand, and the pink ribbon is in her hand soon. It becomes a beautiful bow.Edward didn't disturb her, he walked to the empty table in the rest area, took off his hat and put it on the table, and slowly sat down on the padded wooden single chair.

Then, He smelled the sweet fragrance of butter in the air, smiled and asked:

"I remember the last time I came, this store was still open at the corner of the street, um, it's the location of the jewelry store on this street."

The store manager put the card into the box, and pasted the note on the packed box, and then replied with a smile:
"Sir, that was almost ten years ago."

"When I inherited the cake shop from my father, the business has already started to decline. Handmade dim sum can't compare with the factory production speed of big cake shops and convenience stores, but fortunately our signboard is still there. In terms of food, handmade will never go out of style.”

Desserts are still a middle-class luxury.

She looked at the guest. Judging from the clothing and appearance, the other party was probably a foreign tourist, so she did not use the blessings and greetings of the Eternal Sun Church to talk to the other party.

There is still some tourism between countries. Although there are few foreigners, they are definitely not absent.

If you want to do business, it is best not to mention words related to faith.

After tidying up the apron on her body, the lady manager walked up with the menu.She glanced at the uniquely shaped gold cufflinks on the cuffs of the middle-aged gentleman's formal suit, and the huge ruby ​​inlaid on the cane in the crook of his arm, and secretly marveled at the expensive value in her heart.

"I didn't pay attention, it's been so long."

The guest in black smiled and sighed, took the menu handed over by the store manager, and looked at it with interest for a moment: "Honey croissants and chocolate waffles, and a strawberry whipped cream millefeuille, you are better than your grandfather's menu." There are a lot of new dim sum. They sound delicious, and I'm glad I didn't see those eye-catching... daunting 'new palace dim sum' on it."

The lady manager was amused by the humorous ridicule, but she couldn't help but feel that the guest's words were a bit strange - he looked about 50 or [-] years old, about the same age as his father But the tone is like a person from the grandfather's generation.

But she didn't say much, and turned back to the counter to start preparing the food.

The church in this small city posted a notice on the bulletin board outside the church door yesterday afternoon: If you encounter some people who behave strangely, whose age does not seem to match their appearance, and who seem to have incredible power, do not try to offend them. other side.

You can choose to report to the church, but the specific reasons for the appearance of these people still need to wait for further explanation from the Guangming Cathedral.

Just yesterday, a fireball crossed the sky of St. Vina and fell on an open space outside the city. The fire instantly burned everything around it to ashes. It took a lot of effort to extinguish the flames, but no one was hurt.

The sky was gray, the earth shook, and fire and meteors fell from the sky. It was very similar to the final scene of Judgment Day in "The Holy Book of the Sun". People had to pray in fear at home, and it was not until several hours later that the warm sunshine fell on the sky again. on himself.

At the same time, they also learned that many cities were hit by flames, causing a lot of casualties.

But in the final analysis, St. Vincent is a small town with only one dot on the map. There are not many people, and the news is relatively closed. The church is still waiting for the news after investigating the disaster situation.

After the disaster is over, the people of Intis always like to hold some country dances or celebrations to dissipate the panic atmosphere. Of course, soothing sweet snacks and drinks are indispensable in this process. Therefore, the cake shop has more orders and Business.

"Excuse me, ma'am."

When the cake was being sent into the oven, the guest suddenly spoke again: "Please help me make another pudding and an apple fenud, and take them away with the previous ones. My friend has something to ask me."

"Ok, no problem."

The store manager hurriedly speeded up the movements in her hands, advancing the progress of making desserts at the same time.After a while, she belatedly began to think about one thing: no postman came in to deliver the letter, and no pigeon brought the message. How did the guest know that his friend was looking for him?
She didn't think deeply about this question, and dismissed her thoughts in time.

Since the rain of fire, a hidden corner of the world seems to have been uncovered, and all kinds of incredible things have happened one after another. The world depicted in the myth gradually overlaps with reality.

After working for more than half an hour, the lady manager finally completed all the orders requested by the other party. The large and small boxes were placed on the counter, which made people worry whether the gentleman guests without entourage could take them all away.

At this moment, the hollow metal pipe collided back and forth due to the action of pushing the door, and the wind chime on the door rang again.

The regular customer who ordered the cake walked in enthusiastically, greeted the store manager, and walked straight to the only cake box on the counter.Just as the store manager was about to greet the guests, he suddenly found that all the other packing boxes on the table had disappeared, and the middle-aged gentleman who had been sitting there had also disappeared, and the two gold coins were just placed on the table.

"Change..."

The lady manager looked at the wind chimes on the door that hadn't calmed down, and muttered to herself dully.

……

Holding the cake, Edward swaggered outside the Cathedral of Light. The place that he couldn't get close to in the past is now his half of the back garden, and he can come and go whenever he wants.

He walked up the steps step by step, and at this moment, a carriage also arrived at the cathedral, driven by a demigod.

The demigod respectfully opened the door for the passengers like a real coachman, and a young man wearing a bishop's robe, chestnut hair, and light blue eyes full of holiness came down.

The young man nodded to the coachman, pointed out the triangular holy emblem on his chest, and then walked in front, step by step up the steps.

Edward looked at him, and he walked up to two steps behind Edward, stopped, and greeted him with impeccable movements: "Greetings, I will walk with you for this journey."

"Long time no see, Bonova."

Edward looked at this young man whose every move seemed to be carefully calculated, and his tone was brisk: "You are the person sent by the god of steam and machinery to talk?"

Bonova nodded slightly: "This is the Lord's will."

The two who hadn't seen each other for more than 100 years ended their conversation in this way. They kept at least two steps away from each other, and walked quietly and steadily through the steps of the Guangming Cathedral.The steps have additional meanings in Intis, symbolizing ascension, sublimation, and approaching the sky and the sun. Churches basically have more or less steps, giving believers who come to worship a sense of sanctity away from the earth.

In the cathedral, the bishops belonging to the Eternal Sun Church are still receiving education, so it seems too empty.

The holy emblem of the Eternal Sun has been removed and replaced by a golden cross.

Under the secret efforts of the Aurora Society and the Jagged Cross Society, some people have already slightly distorted and confused the teachings of the "Ancient Sun God" and "Eternal Blazing Sun"—anyway, they are all praising the sun, and they are all sincere Yes, how do you know who I'm admiring?

People who believe in the former, such as Ms. D, such as the pastors and bishops of certain small churches, are not very prominent in Intis, but they are also indispensable, and now is the time for them to come in handy.

"I'm here to bid you farewell."

Walking to a third of the cathedral, Bonova spoke politely again. He led his sweaty demigod subordinates to a chapel on the side of the cathedral, waiting for the call of the Creator.

"Goodbye."

Edward also bid him farewell, and he walked straight forward, following the guidance of spirituality, to the highest point of the cathedral, a small conference room that shielded the surrounding perception——as soon as he opened the door, he saw the real Creator and Medici were there Inside, Edward walked in directly, and put all the cakes and desserts on the table. The aroma of cream immediately dispelled the smell of smoke that seemed to linger in the room.

Medici and the True Creator exchanged glances, but neither made a move.

Demon: "I invite you."

Medici immediately reached out and took the plain pudding closest to him.

The real creator glanced at the food on the table, and decided to get down to business first:
"The Feysac Empire just declared war on Loen."

Edward took away his favorite mille-feuille in a good mood:
"As expected. I saw Bonova on the way here, Bonova Gustav, and the reaction of the steam is not surprising either."

"Well. It's basically the same as our guess. The attitude of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom to be waited for next, Fenepot and Mother Earth are estimated to become the most prestigious gods in the Northern Continent in a short time. In terms of food, I will send people to purify the fields and territorial waters that have been eroded by your abyss. What is the attitude of the Southern Continent?"

"The Southern Continent has no attitude." Edward said, "That is to say—the god of death came to ask me, who do you support."

TBC
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Trainor: zzzzzz
(End of this chapter)