The black sun hangs high

Chapter 464 Felix's Amazing Journey

Over the past few days, Felix's fears about spies and traitors within the Dawn Order have gradually been confirmed.

The numerous messages and alerts from various directions indicate that a considerable amount of intelligence within the Akatsuki has indeed been leaked. This intelligence covers all aspects of the Akatsuki's activities, from personnel deployments in the front lines to the arrangement of some logistical supply lines, and even some of the Akatsuki's long-term strategies in the rear...

Fortunately, so far, this intelligence has not caused any direct or obvious losses, and some sensitive and dangerous personnel have not been exposed. However, this is not enough to reassure the core members of Akatsuki. Everyone knows that if this matter is not handled properly, these terrible hidden dangers will eventually turn into fatal wounds and cause Akatsuki to bleed out every drop of its blood.

Faced with such a predicament, the Dawn Sword organization, as the eyes and blade of the Dawn Society, began to retreat inward at an extremely rapid pace. Apart from personnel like Virin who were indeed unable to withdraw from the enemy's heartland in a short period of time, a large number of members within the Dawn Sword suspended their ongoing work and began to return to the rear or undergo on-site investigation.

Felix believed that before officially beginning the purge of the Scions of the Dawn, the Sword of the Dawn must first ensure its own purity.

Fortunately, the investigation went very smoothly. Including Felix, who was holding a cane, the investigators were unable to find any potential for betrayal within the Dawnblade. However, some oversights and errors in the work process were successfully identified and corrected in a timely manner.

This result brought Felix some relief, but it also made him more anxious.

In the current situation, relying solely on human review is clearly insufficient to fully verify the purity of the organization. Therefore, Felix had to add an extra step to these tests of moral character.

A step that only he could complete.

Although Felix is ​​fundamentally an "ordinary person" who does not possess magical knowledge or spellcasting abilities, the strong connection between him and the staff and the power within it grants him an extremely special and powerful authority.

As this slender, slightly gloomy "middle-aged man" walks through various places with his cane, an indescribable, invisible aura sweeps over like a torrential rain.

In the past, Felix's youthful appearance always made people feel close to him and even joke with him from time to time. But now, even his former close comrades can't help but keep a certain distance from Felix.

This situation made Felix a little sad.

Fortunately, there was a special group of people who maintained a close relationship with Felix: the UNHCR, established by the Akatsuki.

Unlike other departments under the Dawn Organization, the UNHCR is a new department established based on refugees and volunteers from St. Steel. Among the staff working in this department are a large number of residents from the North who fled from the heart of St. Steel. In the past, some of them were clerks, some were secretaries in military departments, and many were ordinary people living in the towns and villages of St. Steel.

Felix had initially thought that the UNHCR was the most likely department to be infiltrated by the Black Sun Society, but after he personally completed the review of the entire UNHCR work with his cane, he was surprised to find that the purity of these people far exceeded his expectations, especially the young people who had entrusted their younger siblings to the Dawn Society, who showed unprecedented enthusiasm in their work.

They always welcomed Felix's arrival, and the children were even more than happy to stay by his side.

The children used to call Felix "brother" or "sir," but now they all call him "teacher."

"Um……"

After a barely perceptible sigh, Felix placed the file in his hand on the table.

This document originated from the city of Corlo within the Kingdom of Saint Steel. It was personally sent by Verin and successfully delivered here after passing through multiple strongholds and informants. In the document, Felix clearly saw the astonishing achievements made by Verin and her team in Corlo – these brave intelligence gatherers were using every means to collect confidential information flowing through Corlo and successfully transmit it.

Moreover, some scholars whose past records have been erased by Merlinler have even passed the Black Sun Society's initial screening. Under the protection of a series of new mystical rituals and magic, they will attempt to infiltrate the Black Sun Society in reverse.

Overall, the trend is very favorable for Akatsuki, but behind this trend, there is an unavoidable chill and gloom.

This sense of unease cannot be washed away by a child's closeness and trust.

Felix's gaze lingered on the cane beside him for a couple of seconds before drifting back to the document. In this translated document, he once again saw the familiar name "Shug Ernst".

Since Hugh disappeared into thin air, every time Felix sees that name, he inevitably feels empty, lost, and regretful. Although he doesn't know much about supernatural powers like magic, through the scholars and mage advisors in the Dawn Society, he has clearly understood the danger and hardship Hugh is facing.

However, Felix was not sad.

As someone who emerged from the hellish city of Seren with Hugh, he knew very well what kind of power and passion was hidden within that seemingly ordinary young man's body. Although that passion was always hidden beneath rigorous logic and a cautious style of behavior, it was precisely because of this that every seemingly risky move Hugh made was backed by meticulous calculation and consideration.

Even if doing so might bring danger or even destruction.

Felix is ​​probably one of the very few people within the Scions of the Dawn who has always maintained a high degree of trust in Hugh, even more so than Meyer.

Now, in the document in front of Felix, Verain mentions Hugh Ernst once again, but this time, she no longer presents obscure visions or omens of unknown origin, but rather a crystal-clear "linking process."

"He is trying to contact us... but this connection is clearly unstable, perhaps due to the complex magical environment, or other factors that we are not yet aware of. But I am certain that at some point in the past, the link was firmly established. This connection is completely different from the past, and I can find a distinct remnant of will behind it. He is working hard to achieve this goal."

"In the coming period of time, I will try my best to pay attention to this aspect, and I also ask the rear to keep a close eye on it... He is a stubborn yet flexible person. If he encounters repeated failures with me, he may seek other ways and paths. Among them, those who have had close ties with him or have traces of him need to be especially careful!" Although these words have become rational and plain after being reorganized and translated, Felix can still capture the excitement that Weilin felt when she wrote them.

“There is a close connection…”

Felix silently repeated these sentences to himself, then reached for the metal cane beside him—it was spotless, though the legendary night had left its indelible mark on it.

He placed his fingers on the marks and gently traced them. Immediately, an invisible yet powerful force flowed from within the cane, like water flowing through Felix's fingers into his body. After completing a cycle, it returned to the cane at a steady pace.

Felix was used to this feeling. He knew that the power in his cane was telling him that the situation nearby was good and there were no traitors associated with the Black Sun Society.

"Relying on you alone is definitely not enough..."

He held his cane and shook his head helplessly: "One Felix and one cane are never enough. We need more ways and methods... Victory is still a long way off."

After saying this, Felix prepared to throw himself back into his work. However, before he could put down his cane, the magic power emanating from it suddenly became fierce. The previously stable magic power seemed to have become a tributary merging with the main river, and the violent impact instantly pierced through Felix's thin body and slammed into his mind.

"Well……"

The intense buzzing caused Felix pain, and he instinctively tried to throw away the tormenting metal staff, but the magic at that moment transformed into a terrible adhesive, making the cold metal stick firmly to his palm.

Stinging pain and dizziness followed one after another. The invisible magic transformed into a giant iron hammer, striking Felix's mental world again and again, seemingly trying to smash his will to pieces. In this process of infinitely approaching unconsciousness, psychedelic colors and lines gradually appeared in Felix's mind.

He first saw the bright sky.

Hanging in the sky was the bright sun that Felix knew so well. It was so real that Felix could even feel the warmth it radiated. Enveloped in that warmth, Felix gradually relaxed. But in the next moment, a heavy black haze spread out from the depths of the vast canvas, and filth-like impurities spread rampantly throughout the painting, quickly staining everything bright.

Before Felix could react, he felt the biting wind again. On the streets with a distinctly Northern style, under the gaze of various buildings, groups of people gathered in the wide square. After a brief pause, these blurry faces, which he could not see clearly, walked away into the distance in the cold wind.

Another moment of disorientation, and what appeared before Felix was a world completely unfamiliar to him. He stared in bewilderment at the bizarre, loudly roaring machines, and before he could figure out their function, a nauseating and terrifying color suddenly gushed out like a fountain from a huge crack...

Then came chaos, disaster, and death...

All of this felt incredibly familiar to Felix, yet everything intertwined within it felt strangely foreign to him…

He didn't know how much time had passed, but the filth in the painting finally prevailed. He saw that in that heavy world, the last few faint points of light gathered together. After one last violent flash, these points of light were completely annihilated, leaving behind a barely perceptible afterglow where they had finally gathered.

And so, darkness completely filled Felix's mind. He could no longer feel his own body, could no longer confirm his own breathing, and could not even touch the boundaries of his own thoughts...

Helplessness and panic coalesced into a bottomless quagmire, from which sticky hands reached out, dragging Felix downwards little by little.

However, these hands ultimately failed to achieve their goal.

A blinding light appeared. It started as a tiny, almost imperceptible point of light, then split into several cracks, and then into large patches of light. The patches of light quickly merged together, and Felix's senses, which had been withdrawn, returned rapidly. The patches of light finally coalesced into a concrete, tangible scene.

The sound of the ocean waves rang in Felix's ears.

His legs felt a little weak, but he managed to stand up straight.

The sound of the ocean waves rang in his ears, and a gentle sea breeze blew by as a vast, boundless deck appeared before him.

"This is... a ship? How can there be such a big ship?"

Felix turned around cautiously, scanned his surroundings, and slowly took two steps. He then saw the edge of the deck and the boundless, deep ocean beyond.

"How can there be such a big ship? Where am I?"

After gaining complete control of his body and senses, questions quickly filled Felix's mind. He instinctively glanced at the metal cane he was still holding in his hand, knowing that his strange "journey" must be closely related to it.

As I was pondering, suddenly a large number of buildings "rose from the ground" on both sides of this wide deck. In just a few breaths, this incredibly wide deck transformed into a street in the city, and at the end of the street, a figure appeared sitting at a table.

After the changes, Felix did not dwell on his surprise again. He quickly recovered and steadily walked along the new street toward its end.

(End of this chapter)