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

Chapter 461 Friendly Communication of Adjacent Pathways

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Being parasitized is a rather weird and wonderful feeling.

He could feel that Amon did not carry out "deep parasitism" directly, causing him to lose control of everything except his thinking. He hurriedly tried to cough, but no sound came out of his throat.

Klein's heart sank slowly.

"Someone helped me stabilize the pointing to 'me' just now, so Amon's main body should have not received the news... It was because of the change in pointing, the two 'fools' were separated, so the avatar hiding here held back Can't stop?"

"How did he manage to parasitize me when I didn't realize it? It's a bit late to think about this question now. The 'parasite' is tricky and difficult to deal with. Since my 'spiritual body thread' can not be detected by most If they are detected in the same sequence, then their parasites should be the same. Does this mean that Amon also has shared abilities? Or is my judgment wrong, and what is hidden here is an angel-level Amon clone?"

Klein found that his thinking was fairly smooth, and he immediately lifted his spirits, thinking of the relationship between his old friend Leonard and Pallez Zarathustra.

Pallez can steal some of Leonard's thoughts and moods, but he cannot communicate with him, nor can he control Leonard's body, which is a real "shallow parasite".It can be said that from the moment he was parasitized, his fate was completely controlled by the other party

After meeting Hazel and her mouse demigod teacher from Jacob's family, Klein deeply felt that Leonard's survival until now was all due to Pallez being a very human angel.

"Amon didn't parasitize me deeply, but he could have done so. Is there any reason to stop him?"

"Probably a fraud to let my guard down."

"But he might be able to hear some of my thoughts..."

Klein immediately entered a semi-meditative state with an empty head, and began to reread his graduation thesis on history in college in his mind.

"However, Amon doesn't seem to have the ability to send messages over long distances through a spiritual link like the 'Red of War', so the situation is not too bad so far, at least part of my goal has been achieved."

"Next, the most difficult and most important thing is, I will do my best to survive with the people of Moon City..."

His control over the body has not completely disappeared, but every movement requires great strength and willpower, and even some spiritual confrontation.So Klein directly gave up the idea of ​​controlling his body to step off the stage. He didn't believe that Amon would let him stand here like a stone sculpture without speaking. Obviously, no matter what kind of "fool" it is No visual aids whatsoever.

Where is he, or is he?

Klein scanned the crowd below over and over again, looking for the trace of Amon with the highest sequence.

Just like the "spiritual body thread" will be aware of it as soon as it is affected, at the moment of "parasitic", the two have established a mystical connection. As long as there is still life, you can also try to find the parasite through the connection.

Suddenly, his spiritual perception moved and he looked in a certain direction.

A young man with a broad forehead, slightly curly black hair, and a monocle made of crystal over his right eye was standing in the crowd.He was wearing a Moon City-style animal skin costume, and his body and appearance didn't have any abnormalities—Klein immediately realized that he might have been "defrauded" by the other party, and he should have easily noticed it from the crowd. Such a healthy person has never seen each other until now.

This Amon slightly raised the corners of his mouth, as if he wanted to laugh, but he didn't.

Immediately afterwards, Klein noticed that his body was moving uncontrollably, and he left the stage without even saying hello.And under such circumstances, Klein couldn't say anything, and could only look at Amon with a vigilant and complicated look.

Seeing the envoy get off the stage without saying a word, even though they didn't know where he was going, all the residents of Moon City quickly made a way for him.

Immediately afterwards, the manipulative High Priest's body was illusory, and suddenly appeared on the stage. He announced to the crowd that today's ceremony is over, and the residents are invited to return to their homes or jobs. Tomorrow will be a brand new day. A day full of hope.

Although people felt that the time was a bit short, they had already experienced the grace of God, gained a healthy body, and couldn't wait to share what they saw and felt with their family and friends. spread.

"Goodbye!" People along the way bid farewell to Klein, "Your Excellency, Envoy of God!"

Under Amon's control, Klein was forced to turn a blind eye to everything around him, and walked out of Moon City step by step with a lantern in his hand.

Amon also came over at some point, walking obliquely in front of him.

Illuminated by the soft light of the fur lanterns, they looked more like companions walking together at night than murderer and victim.

……

In the small room where he was temporarily staying, Emlyn thought about the moon outside the window for a long time, and finally took out a letter from the drawer in silence.

Both the paper and the envelope were in pristine condition, with only the seal torn off.

And the wax seal is composed of ears of wheat and flourishing flowers. The light green and golden waxes are printed on the paper in a beautiful random pattern. This is the holy emblem of the Orthodox Church in Faraway Fenepot——the Church of the Goddess of the Earth. .

This is a letter of thanks from the Church of the Mother Earth, and at the same time, it is also a letter to attract Emlyn White.

The Mother Earth Church thanked Emlyn White for finding the truth for them and getting rid of the charge of "human trafficking".

Emlyn spent a long time looking for those "Church of the Mother Earth believers who trafficked a large number of people". In addition to tracking and investigating, sometimes he even needed to get himself dirty and the tattered clothes on the boat mixed with the Among the attracted refugees and poor people, waiting for the appearance of those human traffickers.In addition, he is alone, without companions and backing, and the blood race will not support his actions, and all risks are borne by himself.

He didn't know where his faith and persistence came from, so he just stayed in the dirtiest and chaotic place in the East District for a month.

Obviously he is not considered a devout follower of the Mother Earth Goddess.

When huddled together with those poor people in the East District who always smelled of rotten fish and shrimp, Emlyn was always thankful that he couldn't fall asleep, so that he didn't have to see the ungraspable dawn again in his light sleep. Light.

But at the same time, he was also troubled by not being able to escape reality with sleep.

After nearly a month of in-depth investigation like this, the small refugee gathering place he was in was finally visited by human traffickers. Those priests were not priests of the Church of the Mother Earth at all, but just liars wearing robes with simple holy emblems sewn on them.

They tricked the crowd away with rough bread, and tricked them into boarding a ship that was said to be "smuggling directly to Feneport". After entering the cabin, they were sent around to a certain place in Backlund. Before the destination, Emlyn felt a spiritual crisis. He jumped off the boat halfway to escape, only to find that they were not in the sea, but the Tussock River.

At that time, there were two boats transporting the refugees. After Emlyn jumped into the river, he didn't find another boat.

He continued to investigate, and a few days later, through the bounty hunter Miss "Judgment" he was familiar with, he got a piece of true or false news-a slave ship scheduled to go to the southern continent was captured by priests of the Church of the Mother Earth on the high seas. Discovered, the church took the boat and all the people.

The thread stops here.

If they want to obtain accurate information at sea, the best way is to ask Ms. "Hermit" for help, but that lady is already working at the shipyard along the coast of Intis. He was very busy with his own fleet.

Since Intis is too far away, they don't have a suitable means of communication, and the other party has no messenger, so they have to let it go.

Afterwards, Emlyn arrested all the crooks who pretended to be priests of the Church of the Mother Earth, tied them up and threw them at the gate of Sivelas Field, which provided enough material for the newspapers in the next half month , and also helped the Church of the Mother Earth wash away its stigma.

Yesterday afternoon, Emlyn received this letter of thanks.

The Church of the Mother Earth has had a tradition of recruiting vampires to serve as priests since ancient times. Emlyn was not very surprised when he received this letter.After all, after learning of the existence of this tradition, he who was cleaning the candlesticks in the Harvest Church wondered if he had been "chosen".

"Hey, if I was really chosen by two gods at the same time, then I would really have more face..."

Emlyn held the letter, staring at the torn seal on it, wondering: "I really want to see the expression on his face when he respectfully calls me 'The Chosen One'. If he is still alive, he should be Compliment me..."

He took out the letter and read it again. When he read that the church had shown kindness and invited him to travel to Feneport, Emlyn fell silent for a while, and placed the letter on the table.

"...Maric can no longer be counted on. He has lost contact completely, and the connection with the Temperance Sect has also been broken. If I go to the Southern Continent by myself, I can only add a "deep" Red Scholar's sake."

Emlyn inexplicably thought of an extraordinary item that Sharon once owned, called the "Crimson Moon Crown".

No matter how you look at it, it seems to correspond to his sequence... If he goes to the Southern Continent, it will be such a useful Crimson Moon Crown 2.0.

"If I join the Mother Earth Church... First of all, I am not abandoning the ancestors. Only with strength can I better save the blood race, but the ancestors ranked my chances of promotion to fifth, and I am afraid that it will be my turn after 200 years. Join the earth Church of the Mother God, do I have a chance to be promoted? Forget it, I don’t have any contacts there, if I really go, I’m not as good as a blood race, no matter how grateful the church is to me, it doesn’t make sense to help me, an outsider, to be promoted directly, maybe Can be ranked fifty...Praise the ancestors, please check clearly, I don't want to betray you!"

Emlyn smacked his lips, leaned limply on the back of the chair, and sighed.

"I can't help it... I don't have Extraordinary characteristics... Is it necessary to take the risk of going to the Southern Continent? If I have to go, I have to find a helper, find a helper, go back and ask 'Judgment', 'Magician', and others It is said that the 'Justice' is in Backlund but I have never seen it... Find a way to ask them to help me introduce this member, I need more information about the Southern Continent and the 'Witch King' Karaman..."

Audrey, who was traveling through the dreams of the people in Backlund, suddenly sneezed a little.

……

"Sit down, you're welcome."

The sky is the color of the deepest black ink, and occasionally lightning flashes across the sky.Walking outside the deserted city, Amon stopped in a building ruin, randomly found a relatively flat section of a column and sat down, and pointed to a platform opposite.

As soon as he finished speaking, Klein involuntarily took steps and sat on the round stool.

Klein tried to cough again, and this time, he made a sound smoothly.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and sat in a more comfortable position.Klein sized up Amon in front of him for a moment, then his eyes finally settled on the other's monocle, and he said as if saying hello:
"Your monocle is very interesting."

Of course, the workmanship in Moon City is not as sophisticated as the outside world, and Amon's monocle in front of him is also in Moon City style, made of animal bones, with a little irregular edge.

Klein just said this casually, but he didn't expect the smile on Amon's face to disappear immediately. The next moment, the monocle on his right eye changed to the simplest one without any accessories. Amon standard.

"Hehe, you want to use this method to provoke the relationship between me and other clones?"

After changing to the standard model, Amon's expression became relaxed again. He pinched his right eye socket and sneered, "The avatar who had self-loving before was killed by the main body because he helped you and because he had a self. It's not that simple to kill me with a knife."

Klein slowly made a question mark.

I just picked up a topic at random, how did it turn out to want to harm you?Wait, that Amon who helped me... Klein's face changed slightly, and he said in disbelief, "He was killed by your body because he had himself?"

"You Amon, don't you all have your own personality and are independent individuals?"

As soon as this sentence was finished, Klein got the answer from Amon's face opposite - the other's expression quickly became ugly, the corner of his mouth froze while the sneer was still hanging on, and then his face changed, like a revolving lantern.

"Ha ha."

Insidious fortune teller!Amon didn't answer, and ignored the helplessness and anger in Klein's heart when he suddenly learned the bad news. He looked around, skipped the topic, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth:
"Do you think I brought you here to kill you?"

"Hehe, you are too wary of me. The meeting on 'Origin Castle' has only passed not long ago. You hold your destiny. How could I forget?"

"I just want to see your reaction, and your subconscious desperation and instinctive refusal are very interesting. If you kill, or deeply parasitize you who holds fate, it is equivalent to transferring fate back to me Come? I won't do that."

During the continuous rhetorical questions, Amon looked very happy, like an old hunter who caught a fox by its tail.

Klein frowned, then nodded slightly, as if realizing something:

"Then kill me."

The thin-faced "blasphemer" Amon pressed the monocle in his right eye, and the smile on his face was a little stiff, but it hasn't disappeared yet:

"You will no longer be resurrected, dear Mister Fool."

"Of course I won't kill you, but I can do anything but kill you."

...How do you say this so strangely?It sounds like gay is gay... Klein felt a little complicated, so he didn't speak again.

Seeing this, Amon smiled and shook his head:

"Don't be so afraid. In fact, there is no irreconcilable conflict between us."

Uh... Klein, who was sitting on the platform like a puppet, froze for a moment and didn't respond.

Amon leaned forward slightly, looked into his eyes, and continued to smile:
"Our only contradiction is 'Origin Castle'. Now, we don't have this contradiction anymore, don't we?"

Klein sneered, and immediately counterattacked: "But, you left that fate to me and fled with Origin Castle, are you really not worried that the original master of 'Origin Castle' will be resurrected on me? "

Amon squeezed the crystal-carved monocle, instead of urging Klein to answer, he smiled and said:
"I'm not worried."

"Because you are a human being, human beings always praise themselves, and there are too many entanglements. Not many people can give up on themselves so easily."

"Also, you still have friends and relatives in your destiny, don't you want to keep watching them and protecting them?"

"Hehe, as long as there is a glimmer of hope that they will not die, human beings will struggle for it, and they are willing to struggle."

Hearing these words, Klein's mood gradually calmed down.

"Heh, why should I kill you? What is the need for me to kill a Sequence 3? Even if I want to recover the characteristics, this is not necessary. My prey will only be Pallez and Little Chara The picture and the 'door', the rest are purely up to my mood."

"As for the organization you established, it's a pity that you disbanded it yourself, otherwise I could have maintained it in your place. It's very interesting and very interesting."

"If you think this price is not enough, then I can make you my favored one, hehe, didn't you pretend to be 'The Fool' or 'Angel of Time' Amon in the City of Silver? It can become real in the future. Such a great effort to modify our direction is actually superfluous, if you wish, I will also lead them in the name of 'The Fool' to leave the 'Land Abandoned by God' and see the light outside."

Amon pinched the monocle and said:

"You should be able to see that I only parasitized a small number of people, not even one-twentieth. As long as I don't control their thinking, what's the difference between them and not being parasitized?"

"At that time, you still have the opportunity to advance to Sequence 2 and become an angel."

Klein frowned: "How do you know that the City of Silver thinks 'The Fool' is you?"

He didn't say that the City of Silver still suspects that "The Fool" is the god Amon believes in now, for fear of angering the other party.

Of course, if Amon is the type who loses his IQ after being provoked, Klein will definitely try to do this.But it is a pity that Amon is not the king of angels in the "storm" pathway, but the "god of cunning" that caused headaches for true gods in the fourth era.

Amon smiled and said:

"Do you think I only have two clones in the City of Silver? Since you, the 'Fool', and the 'Hanged Man' have both intervened, I'm happy to watch quietly."

...There is a clone of Amon in the City of Silver...Who will it be parasitic on...Well, it is estimated that there are quite a few members. None of the members of the "Royal Court of Giants" exploration team were "parasitic" before, this is certain...Klein When he was nervous, he felt that this was a matter of course, because Leonard once told him that seeing one Amon meant that there were a lot of Amons lurking around, not just two or three.

... Klein twitched the corners of his mouth, and said in a brisk tone:
"You still kill me."

"Is this the only thing you can say?" Amon was not angry, and looked at Klein with interest.

For Him, this is a fun enough thing, and the difficulties encountered in the process are completely conceivable, and they will only enrich the joy after success.

"Then I have something else to say."

Klein looked at Amon in front of him expressionlessly:
"It's okay if you don't say these things. After you finish speaking, combined with your behavior of directly throwing your fate to me to escape on Origin Castle, I just think you are a liar who knows how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. This is in line with our ideals." mythical creature form."

Amon squeezed his right eye socket, his expression remained unchanged: "Your level of provocation is still far behind..."

"I mean."

Klein rolled his eyes at the "Angel of Time" in front of him in a way that didn't fit Gehrman's character:
"The way you talk about the residents of Moon City in the tone of a mythical creature makes me nauseous. Shut up and stop talking. Amon, how did you play the 'trickster'?"

TBC
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good night!

(End of this chapter)