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

Chapter 295 The Torn Curtain

602
Silver City.

Everyone raised their heads and stared blankly at the sky.

The darkness dissipated like mist.

Lightning, only the rumble of thunder.

Only the golden warm radiance spread from the western sky, and the haze and gloom of the whole world were swept away at this moment.

Illuminated by this refreshing temperature, the world seems to have returned to the age of mythology thousands of years ago. The sun's rays shine on the land promised by the Lord, and everything that should not exist under the Lord's eyes begins to fade away.The monster wailed and the shadow receded into the distance, the whispers of no one and the floating shadows gradually disappeared, the vision from nothingness in the wasteland, and the deadly dream floating in the air in a certain place came to an end.

Outside a certain town where people come and go in the wilderness, the giant wolf wandering there suddenly raised its head.

A black curtain-like thing covering him suddenly expanded and fell, covering everything around him.

"...Is it a dream?" Derrick Berg couldn't help talking in his sleep.

He felt great will and warmth in this light, Derrick pinched his face forcefully, and tears slid down his cheeks silently.

"It's not a dream..."

He was crying and laughing, his expression even more distorted than when he was most seriously injured.

Not far outside the City of Silver, the old Angel of the Holy Word stopped in the sun. He pursed his lips and slowly knelt down, throwing himself on the ground.

Its daybreak.

……

Edward turned to the No.13 circle in the small meeting room. Suddenly, He nodded his head as if enlightened, and then patted the real Creator on the shoulder:

"I suddenly feel that you seem to have a misunderstanding in your thinking."

The real creator who was thinking about how to issue an oracle to his subordinates to gradually expose the "extraordinary concealment" was interrupted and turned his head:

"what?"

"Actually, you don't need to support the 'Eternal Darkness' at all?" Edward spread his hands, "Aren't you planning to use the pillars as the main combat force anyway, if you succeed, you still need to support what the old days do, and do another 'salvation' rose'?"

"I don't even think about it until now, why do you have to choose a slightly better one among all the bad alternatives, and become the one who can dominate the earth in the old days, but at the end of the day, it's just the bottom line for participating in the war What's more, it is still far from the end of this universe, and the fourth pillar of strategic deterrence that your earth wants cannot be spelled out..."

"Why don't you directly make the illusion of who you want to support, and simply let them maintain this state of confrontation?"

"In this way, maybe it is the best answer for the earth."

……

In the evening, Queens, in the luxurious villa of Earl Hall's family.

"Another murder case occurred in the East District. The victim was suspected of being abused during his lifetime..." Audrey, who had finished dinner, casually flipped through the "Becklund Evening Post" in the living room.

The evening newspaper in Audrey's hand was an old version that hadn't published the Feysac Empire's announcement of war and military activities on the border a few hours ago. The new version was put away by the count and the couple, and they didn't plan to show it to their youngest daughter for the time being.

Hearing his daughter whispering to himself, Earl Hall shook his head and sighed:
"It's not news in the East End, where the statistics show that more than one person dies every day."

The Countess stretched out her hand, and gently stroked her daughter's soft blond hair:

"Dear Audrey, are you frightened by what happened this morning? It's really scary for those people to go crazy. We won't hire servants of Southern Continental descent in the future."

"No, Mom, I'm fine."

Audrey forced a smile, although she was indeed not in a good mood.

On the one hand, her rationality told her that she could not agree with her mother's answer. People from the Southern Continent were not guilty of original sin because of their blood. On the other hand, she couldn't open her mouth to refuse her mother's proposal. She was indeed terrified of what happened today.When passing by other servants with the blood of the Southern Continent, they all felt a little nervous and uneasy.

Although, the other party is often more disturbed than her.

Her extraordinary ability and the extraordinary items she carried with her made her not need to be nervous about her own safety, but Audrey was a little afraid of the fierce eyes of the mixed-race girl - people from the Southern Continent didn't like the Northern Continent, of course she knew it.Audrey has read many related books and learned part of the history, and she also feels that it is acceptable for the Northern Continent not to be liked.

However, once this sharp hatred directly appeared in front of her, Audrey inevitably felt a little wronged. Why did the other party have such deep hatred for her?Due to emotion and reason, I didn't abuse the maid, nor did she ride a horse with a gun and sweep up the village where the mixed-race maid's grandparents lived.Ever since she started to understand the history of the Southern Continent, Audrey has encountered many setbacks and disappointments, but what made her feel helpless and aggrieved the most was at this moment—I didn't feel sorry for her at all. Could this hatred be transferred to her?

She had too many questions to ask, but the girl couldn't answer her questions anymore.

The mixed-race girl lived alone in Backlund, worked as a street girl and a textile worker, and claimed to believe in the Evernight Goddess.Audrey did not tell her family that she attempted to murder herself twice, only that she committed suicide after killing the maid who bullied her.

No family member bought a cemetery for her, and she should have been cremated by now and sent to a charity cemetery.

Audrey didn't pay much attention to the murder cases in the newspapers. She saw more murder cases today than in the past ten years combined.It was as if there was a breath stuck in her chest, which made her not want to think or do anything now.

All I wanted was to fling unseemly on my own bed, bury my face in the soft pillow, and give up thinking.

But she didn't want to make her family sad. Audrey hid her tired side and used the ability of "spectator" to maintain her old self. After chatting with her father, mother and brother for a while, she took the golden retriever Susie , returned to his room.

Audrey closed the door, suppressed her irritability, took off her shoes, and threw herself on her bed.

The smooth and soft quilt smelled of gentle incense, and Audrey gradually calmed down again. Susie circled the bed twice, with her two front paws resting on the side of Audrey's bed:

"Audrey, are you feeling better?"

"Slightly better."

Audrey leaned her arms on the bed, stood up, and held her chin: "Susie, I just feel a little uncomfortable."

Susie moved towards Audrey's direction, slowly wagging her tail: "Is it because of today's incident?"

"Yes."

Audrey sighed softly: "Until just now, I was thinking that it wasn't me who did these things, she shouldn't blame me, and she shouldn't try to kill me—but I suddenly thought, if It's not me here, it's Alfred, or both Alfred and I are here, what will I do after she makes the complaint?"

The answer is that I will do nothing but watch as a spectator while Alfred subdues him.In the morning when the mood was more malicious, if she got emotional, Alfred would probably...

Her brother must already be an Extraordinary, and it couldn't be easier to deal with an ordinary person.

The splash of blood appeared in her mind, and the sound of the gunshot lingered in her ears.

As a psychiatrist, she knew it was a trauma, but she didn't want to be in such a hurry to shake it off.

"Susie, my goal of becoming a Extraordinary is to protect my parents, my brother and the others..."

Audrey pinched the sides of her cheeks with her hands, and kept comforting herself psychologically, trying her best to keep calm and not let her emotions slip into sadness: "What should I do if this happens again in the future? "

I want to protect my family, it's a matter of course.

But the education I have received and the books I have read all tell me that it is the virtue of the rich to show mercy to the poor, and it is natural for the high-ranking to care for the weak. educate.

I can't turn a blind eye to those accusations, but I can't turn a blind eye to my family because of it...

"...I don't know, Audrey."

Susie spoke helplessly.

The two spectators looked at each other for a long time, and finally fell silent.

Audrey closed her eyes, buried her face in the pillow, and always remembered the last few seconds of that girl's life in her mind.

……

"There are still many problems to be solved. What is the significance of the 'light gate' hanging so many traversers?"

"It should be the Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun? He, or he, is choosing his successor? But why does he do this? What does he want from us?"

Although he already knew the truth of the world, Klein felt that his calmness was beyond imagination when witnessing everything.

It wasn't until he left that he felt his legs trembling slightly.

According to the request of the real Creator, after placing a cross behind the seat covered by the black veil, Klein slowly moved back to the position of "The Fool", trying to put himself into a state of thinking, in order to find future goals.

It's a pity that he can only approach the "light gate" at present, unable to touch it, grasp it, or even see it clearly. For the time being, he has no ability to do research, and it is difficult to obtain the most direct information.

"Consider looking for clues from the real world...Also, since you have reached Sequence 4, you can climb the gray cloud and see the 'light gate', then when you reach Sequence 2, there will be another qualitative change. Take control of the 'Light Gate', and figure out the reason?

"Hehe, infected by Qiguang and Arrods' attitude, I almost thought that I was really the master of the gray mist, a great master of the spirit world, but now it seems that I was just randomly selected Once the dropped 'experiment' fails, the next time traveler will appear..." Klein said silently, tapping the edge of the long bronze table with his fingers.

The four broken silkworm cocoons seemed to correspond exactly to each other.

Russell, the True Creator, Edward Vaughn, and himself.

"It's really randomly selected from all over the world."

"Does this also prove that I am the only one who can stay on this gray mist? Well, Origin Castle is a related item of the 'Seer' path, which can bring great bonuses to divination and spiritual perception, and he None of us chose Seer, so we can't come back here..."

Klein couldn't bear to cover his face with his hands. There are 22 ways, only one can return to Origin Castle, and Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun didn't remind him, the probability of choosing a fortuneteller is too low, right?
"Emperor Roselle once used the potion power of the "craftsman" to recreate the mysterious silver medal that allowed him to pass through. The patterns that were thought to be without any problems in the past became extremely mysterious and complicated after being recreated, and my ceremony, Edward The pendulum mentioned by Vaughn, these things are the basis for the selection of Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun? The souls of those who obtain these things will come to Origin Castle and be preserved?"

"However, if there is no ceremony, how will they find Origin Castle..."

Klein frowned and thought for a long time, but finally he could only come up with the only answer of "mysterious connection".

He stayed quietly on Origin Castle for a while, responded to the prayer of "Sea God", and looked at what the people praying to "The Fool" were saying.He made some other plans, and then left the gray mist.

After spending a peaceful night that made him a little uncomfortable, the calendar turned to a new day.

603
1350 7 Month 1 Day.

In the morning, Klein went to the stronghold of the Aurora Society and took away the things Ms. D left for him.

A return ticket, and supporting documents for the transaction.

The documents were forged, but the boat and the ticket were real. In this way, Dawn Dantès returned from the Southern Continent smoothly today.

In addition, Ms. D also gave Klein a private transaction item, the newspaper of the Feysac Empire.

"I want to thank Ms. D, she has given me a lot of help." Klein said to the dark saint who was busy.

The Dark Saint learned through the oracle that the other party had been promoted to Sequence 4, and his attitude towards Klein was much better than before:

"She won't be coming back for a while. She is preparing for her own promotion ceremony in the land of the sun where the Lord's eyes are watching."

The dark saint's tone was a little envious. Klein guessed that he was not envious of Ms. D's promotion to Sequence 4, but envious of her being able to get the favor of the real creator: "She will soon become the acolyte of the cathedral, assisting the new compatriots who have just converted to the Lord, managing There."

The cathedral... Ms. D's identity is the daughter of the marquis. I am afraid that the Aurora Society will not be able to find a trustworthy person with a higher status than her in Intis. Her belief in the ancient sun god also just came in handy. Normal And rationality is the best choice.

"If you don't mind, I can help you convey your thanks."

"Then trouble you."

"You're welcome." The Dark Saint said, "By the way, you may need to do some intelligence gathering work in Backlund during this time. The Feysac Empire issued a declaration of war in its own country last night, and an hour later struck the Amanda Range in the east."

He took out a brand new newspaper from the drawer, Klein took it, and it was the same format as the one Ms. D handed to him, and it didn't seem to be fake: "At present, our side is neutral, and the coordinated military operations in the Southern Continent are also temporarily terminated. Be careful, don't expose yourself in Loen."

Klein casually flipped through an old newspaper and a brand new newspaper, and asked in a low voice:
"...Information, what are your requirements?"

"You are from Loen, so you don't need to do too many things."

The dark sage said: "You have an identity that has entered the upper class, which is the best. You only need to pay attention to the real-time news in the newspaper, the dynamics of the upper class, and the living conditions of the common people."

These are all things that Dawn Dantès can touch in his daily life, Klein nodded: "Yes."

"Finally, your mission is about to begin."

The Dark Saint handed out a paperclip booklet: "This is a food order from Mr. Frank Lee of the 'Future Pirates'. I don't know the details of your mission, but you should know what to do."

Klein didn't speak. He took the booklet and flipped through it. On the cover was the handwritten four-word "Instructions for Use", which listed the details of each of Frank's mushrooms, and even matched them with crooked hand-painted patterns. The address of the goods.

These are the City of Silver, no, the supplies and normal food that all survivors of the Eastern Continent need... Klein silently put away the booklet, put the newspaper under his arm, and nodded gently:
"it is good."

When he left the stronghold of the Aurora Society, Klein found that most of the people in today's factory were also silent, without the enthusiasm of the past.

He left the factory area on the outskirts of the city and returned to the city.After buying a freshly baked hot sandwich, Klein sat in the dining area outside and took out two newspapers from his arms.

"The 'Great Smog of Backlund' event that shocked the Northern Continent is suspected to be a cleansing of the people by the Loen royal family! "

The bold and capitalized Feysac language constituted this eye-catching headline. Klein immediately closed the newspaper and chose a secluded and deserted corner to read the newspaper.

The newspaper was published on 5.13, which happened to be shortly after Klein returned to Backlund as a "Puppet Master".

In just two months, he has now become Sequence 4.

The newspaper included the confessions of three victims of the smog who had changed their names. One of the three victims was a middle-level worker in a textile factory in the Eastern District, the other was an ordinary clerk who happened to work near the Eastern District, and the third was a hard worker in the Eastern District. , a precarious homeless man.

The selection of three people is extremely meaningful, covering the middle and lower classes that can arouse a wide range of emotional identification.

"In the confession, there were 'thick yellow smoke that can't see clearly the scenery one meter away', 'killing people around in just one minute' and 'extremely fast diffusion speed with the help of the wind direction'..."

"For ordinary people, these contents must be exaggerated, but judging from the death toll of the great smog, there is indeed credibility... Fusac proved that the great smog It's not just fog, it's poisonous gas..."

Klein silently finished reading the once-published report, closed the newspaper, and opened a new one.

"Declaration of War against the Kingdom of Loen and its Royal Family"

Klein's expression distorted for a moment, not because of the title, but because of the two signatories below—the Patriarch of the Church of the God of War, who is equivalent to the Pope, the pope's angel on earth, and the other is Fossa His Majesty the current reigning Emperor of the Ke Empire!

The royal family of Einhorn is an angel family of hunters. They must be happy to participate in the war, and they have reached an agreement with the Church of the God of War!
Emperor Feysac's Speech:

"...The King George III of Loen is a heinous devil who murders like hemp and slaughters his own citizens."

"The Augustus family did not do everything that the royal family should do. They neglected their duties, swung the butcher knife at their own people, and killed in the name of the king. The crimes of George III and the Augustus royal family have already It surpasses the sum of all the atrocities they committed in the Southern Continent... They are self-sufficient, unwilling to let the nations discover their evil deeds, refuse to take responsibility for it, and confess to the dead."

"Our country will strongly condemn such inhuman acts of King Loen and his royal family. In the name of freedom, human rights, No. 30 four emperors and the great God of War, the Feysac Empire officially declares war on the Kingdom of Loen, and will Save the people from tyranny and massacre!"

Pfft!Pfft!
These words are extremely provocative. Although there are only a few hundred words, they vividly portray the image of a righteous savior and a cruel king.Klein even felt his heart beating faster, and his fingers gradually clenched the newspaper.

"As expected, the path to war..."

Klein took a few deep breaths and quickly adjusted his mood. Then he went down and saw Patriarch Larion's jihad declaration.

The speeches of religious leaders are more concise and capable than those of emperors.

"My compatriots, all the people of God of War, people with good intentions."

"We are witnesses to the crimes committed by Augustus."

"Don't want to escape, don't want to be free, there is only justice, only the Holy Judgment!"

"The great god of war leads us! Our souls shall fight valiantly to the temple of dusk!"

"This is a holy war to eradicate evil!"

TBC
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I really can't bear it, so many colleagues punished Qiao San, and the Augustus family went invisible, making it as if Qiao San alone forced Augustus to become the Dark Emperor.

Double update at 06:30.

(End of this chapter)