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

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"The eternal blazing sun is dead. The real creator claims to be the ancient creator who was eaten by the gods in the creation myth. After seizing the power of the 'sun', he took control of Intis? Black Night and the God of War started a war in the Amanda Mountains. The ending was that Black Night was Serious damage and showing weakness to the Church of Storms?"

"What are these things... Haha, it's so interesting."

On a sunny beach in Disi Bay, in the outdoor dining area of ​​a cold drink shop, a young man wearing a strange dark robe and a classical wizard's peaked hat was flipping through a stack of newspapers in his hand, with an intriguing look on his face. smile.

His clothes were incompatible with the current world. People were coming and going around him, but no one seemed to notice.

His eyes stayed on the relevant reports of Intis for a long time. While eating shaved ice, he seemed to read the contents carefully - some declarations about the Church of the Creator are nothing more than "Do good things and go to heaven; do evil things and go to hell." ”, “Expressing piety requires not only prayers, worship and donations, but also small acts of kindness in daily life” and other biblical interpretations.

Each major church has some space in its own diocesan newspaper, and theologians and philosophers will also provide articles to the newspaper to discuss the sacred scriptures and doctrines of the gods with the church. Although the church has the final say, others can still discuss it for further study and research. This will not only popularize science and teachings and myths among the literate people in the country, but also achieve the effect of preaching to others.

However, due to the particularity of the teachings of the Church of the Creator, Intis's newspapers are difficult to obtain in other countries.

"O Bible...justification by signs..."

The young man with a broad forehead and slightly curly black hair smiled, pinched his crystal-like monocle, and slowly closed the newspaper.

"You will indeed encounter some interesting things if you go out for a walk. Now, where should we go for a walk?"

A copper penny twirled in His fingers.

…

Backlund, noon.

Leonard picked up the book covering his face and looked at Sost standing next to him in shock:

"From today onwards, we need to cooperate with the Church of Storms team? And we also need to cooperate with the military and the royal family on some special tasks? This? This..."

Since ancient times, the Church of Night and the Church of Storms have not interfered with each other. They manage their own parishes and hand over any believers who have problems to whom. They act equally and efficiently. Now the Church of Darkness is cooperating with the storm? Does that mean that if something goes wrong in the Church of Night’s diocese, someone can have a hand in it? Can you also say a few words about the problem storm of the Night Believers? The "cooperation" between churches is not as simple as inserting a "reader" into the Storm Team as a staff think tank, but the Church of Storms has the right to speak in the Church of Night from now on!

And the other one is to cooperate with the military and royal family during special tasks, which is even more...

Leonard almost immediately thought of the Great Smog Incident. In addition, there were countless aristocratic faction cases similar to the Kapin incident. Kapin was just a rich man, but he could do so much and do so much. , cannot do without the protection and platform of countless nobles behind him.

When the royal family and the church are equal, the church will be obstructed after investigating the cases of the great nobles. If the royal family and the military can also have some say in the Church of the Night, the number of unspeakable and unthinkable cases among the nobles will be Explosive growth, and the church has no power to independently investigate!

He usually makes fun of Silveras Field and teases the police for being restricted by both the nobility and the church. Now he is going to become Silveras Field!

"Captain Sost, is this...?"

Leonard's mouth was so dry that he almost couldn't speak.

"People's beliefs are still equal." Sost sighed and demonstrated a new prayer gesture on his chest, "Also, the church has modified the goddess's prayer gesture, from a red moon to a starry sky."

Leonard sluggishly followed Sost and learned it twice.

"That's all." Sost sighed again, and the precarious hairline seemed to be moving backwards. "After that, remember to adjust your mentality in time and be mentally prepared... The church said this is temporary. It’s expedient, but I don’t know how long this period will last.”

Leonard watched blankly as Sost pushed the door open and left with a sad and silent figure, and could not recover for a long time.

"...Old man, what on earth is going on?"

He almost couldn't believe what he heard, and his fingers nervously lit the stars on his chest.

"Is this also a deal between gods? Why did the Church of the Night...concede so much all at once?"

"I know that Roen is at war with Feysac, and the fighting is fierce in the Amanda Mountains, and the church has been attacked... This is because the church suffered too many losses in the war, so the goddess had to ask the church to give up some benefits. And status?”

Pales snorted vaguely.

"Don't call me outside recently," Pales said. "The deterrence of your church has declined. I have a bad feeling."

...meaning that the church’s deterrent power in the diocese has weakened, which may lead to some powerful people with other ideas sneaking into Backlund? The old man is worried about being discovered? Leonard understood something after thinking for a moment, and nodded with a solemn expression.

But his mood became more nervous because of this. Since the old man said so, it is very likely that unknown people and abnormal people will sneak in, and their strength will not be too weak, and they may even be "them" - - This means that the church's security force will be further strengthened - No, in this case, you should go to the Church of Storms for help... This is a vicious cycle. Although faith is still equal, when people who believe in the dark night see When believers of the Storm appear in the parish of night, and the nighthawks have to act as assistants, the believers will suffer a huge blow, and the church of night will quickly lose its prestige...

Leonard pursed his lips and clenched his fists hesitantly.

He believed that most of the "punishers" of the Church of Storms would not be unreasonable people, but he couldn't believe them all.

This feeling is very uncomfortable, and can even be said to be a bit sad.

Although Leonard believed that he had lost a lot of trust in the gods, the Church of the Night was still the place where he was raised, educated, given a job, and given friends and companions, where he had lived for more than twenty years. He has no home, because his home is the Church of the Night.

"All I can do is try my best to protect the people in the diocese..."

He thought silently in his heart that he had never been so eager to get the Sequence 5 potion that he had not yet ranked.

…

Queens, Hall family mansion, evening.

The atmosphere of the dinner was dull and uncomfortable. Earl Hall, who used to always talk about current affairs and politics during dinner, said nothing. Hibbert and frowning, as women, Mrs. Hall and Audrey did not. An opportunity to liven up the atmosphere and open up the conversation.

Such family dinners made Audrey feel very uncomfortable. During this period, she had been exposed to more negative emotions than in the past ten years of her life combined.

The negative emotions came from the tea parties and salons he participated in. The aristocratic children who grew up together talked melancholy about the war. Most of them would become officers and go to the front line. If in the early days of the war they still had a passion for protecting the country, after the Behrens tragedy and the battle in the Amanda Mountains came out, most people quickly changed their attitude and became somewhat pessimistic and self-defeating.

The negative emotions came from the Luen Student Aid Foundation that she participated in. There were many people who were disappointed and frightened when they learned about the war just after they got the opportunity to study in college, but even more people brought trivial negativity to Audrey. News - The price of bread has increased. I could still afford ordinary bread, but now I can only eat coarse black bread stuffed with cotton wool and wood residue. There are many people who faint due to malnutrition and hunger. The price of cotton still did not drop, so he or his family lost their jobs, and he could barely survive with only a little tuition money from the scholarship foundation. He even had to drop out of school, and took the tuition money subsidized by the foundation to make a living with his family.

Audrey wanted to help them, one pound, two pounds, ten pounds, but there were always so many people to help.

Not only are these students poor and suffering, but so are the people around them. Students who have to leave with tuition fees often have family members and even younger brothers and sisters to support. Audrey has the ability to support ten or even fifty people, but when it reaches more than one hundred people, the foundation may need to adjust its overall structure. When funding, Audrey also felt a little bit of difficulty.

Because the funding for each noble remains unchanged, if Audrey wants to increase the amount of funding for everyone who receives funding by two pounds, she will lose a new pair of shoes every month, but this can only do It is the lowest wheat bran bread that everyone can afford.

If the amount of each person's subsidy is increased by 5 pounds, everyone can eat some normal bread and even a little meat, but Audrey's pocket money will be wiped out at least half.

"You don't need to do anything to them anymore, Audrey!" Hibbert could almost be said to be heartbroken. "They have nothing to do with you at all. It's enough that the Foundation can feed them. You There is no need to lower your living standards for this!”

Is it really unnecessary?

"Dear Audrey, you truly are a little angel."

Father and mother gently stroked her hair, but were equally unsupportive of her behavior:

"We know you are such a kind girl, but there is no need for us to dedicate so much to people we have never met. Even if they are good people, they will remember your help in the future, but they can give you something back. How much is it worth? Dear Audrey, you participate in the foundation to accumulate your own connections and reputation, rather than to really sacrifice everything for the common people..."

But I haven't given everything yet... I just ate one less afternoon tea snack and bought one less handbag for the tea party...

Audrey used a knife and fork to cut the steak on the plate, and estimated the price of this piece of beef for the Hall family. She has almost developed an occupational disease now. She has to think about the price of everything she sees and how much help it can provide to the foundation.

Her only comfort now is Susie. After receiving excessive negative emotions, talking to Susie and treating each other can effectively improve her mood. In addition, her new pen pal is also an outstanding woman with sufficient working experience in foundations and charity industries, and can provide her with a lot of comfort and experience.

"The king seems to be preparing to mobilize more troops to resist the Fusac Empire..."

Almost halfway through the dinner, Earl Hall finally said his first words, but before Hibbert could respond, several screams suddenly came from outside the door.

What happened?

Hibbert stood up immediately and subconsciously touched his waist with his fingers, while Audrey showed a frightened expression, even though neither her spiritual prediction nor Susie outside the door had any bad news.

The dinner and conversation were interrupted. Hibbert and Earl Hall walked out, followed by Audrey and Mrs. Hall. They opened the door of the dining room and were about to ask the maids who made the noise. Eyes widened one after another.

"Moon! Moon it-!!"

There was a small commotion outside the restaurant. Audrey looked at the moonlight projected in from the corridor window and covered her mouth with her hands.

The crimson moonlight became lighter and lighter, until finally the red color disappeared completely, and the pure white silver light fell on the earth.

…

160 Burklund Street, evening.

Klein was sitting in the carriage, flipping through the newspaper and recalling the goodwill shown by various nobles and businessmen to him and some views on the war during this week's gathering. He was drafting the report in his mind, thinking about how to put it into practice. These things are reported as simply as possible.

During this period, he participated in several fundraising ceremonies for the upper class, but except for those families whose younger generations were fighting on the front lines, everyone else was somewhat hesitant. Some people were even secretly asking him about "Dwayne Dantès." How much power does Mr. have in the Southern Continent? Can our family go to the Southern Continent and become normal rich people?" or "Mr. Dantès, can you get a more specific picture of the current situation in the Southern Continent? What cities are still in the Northern Continent? Are there any cities under the control of the Northern Continent that have good intentions towards the Northern Continent? Can the family property be safely transferred there?"...There are many, many, many. In these confusing and annoying conversations, Klein once again deeply understood Come the war.

Not through the people's increasingly poor living conditions, not through the currency system with violent exchange rate fluctuations, but through the nobility.

Since the Fifth Age, except for a few wars, peace has been maintained for most of the time. There have been frequent intermarriages among nobles from various countries, and most people are related by marriage. This gave the nobles an escape route, and they could choose to evacuate to various countries in the Northern Continent for refuge.

Most of the people who came to ask Klein were rich men with only wealth, or small nobles with ordinary status.

They have no influence or in-laws in other countries, so they can only choose the "less safe" Southern Continent through Dawn Dantès.

In fact, according to the current status of the True Creator, as an Aurora Society divine envoy, he will definitely have a lot of say in Intis. The Aurora Society will not mind if some nobles use their family property to ensure safety... Haha, if I privately If I reveal my identity, I don’t know how many people will be more enthusiastic about me, seek my help, or even take the initiative to help me hide my identity...

Just like the original Capin... he was just a rich man, not even as good as Dwayne Dantès now. And my status will rise rapidly. As long as I am not discovered by the royal family and the church, I can almost have considerable power among the middle and lower nobles...

Klein turned back a page of the newspaper and sighed.

War.

He casually scanned the page, looking for useful information. Suddenly he frowned and stared at the front of the page.

After reading carefully for a moment, Klein took a breath:

"Why did the Church of Night make so many concessions to the Church of Storms? It cooperated with the 'Punisher' and even cooperated with the royal military!"

"What happened to the Church of the Night? Was the goddess injured in the war? And the prayer gestures were modified..."

As a wealthy man whose official belief is the goddess of the night, Klein followed the picture in the newspaper with confusion. In fact, the changes in gestures are nothing worth paying attention to, but the reasons for the changes in gestures are worth thinking about.

“After the death of the Eternal Sun, the Church of the True Creator naturally renewed the prayer gesture…the Right Cross.”

Thinking of this fellow's unremitting imitation of God from the legendary Glory Era to the present, Klein doesn't find it strange: "The goddess's prayer gesture is no longer the red moon? The goddess's prayers can also be omitted from now on." The name Crimson Lord? The goddess is no longer related to the Red Moon?"

"The goddess was severely damaged and lost the power of the 'Red Moon', so she took the initiative to give up her interests to protect the church? This is understandable."

Klein made another association:

"The worship of the red moon by the Rose School and primitive moon believers... In the "Book of Secrets", the 'Witch King' Karaman also mentioned that they worship the moon itself, not the goddess of the night... because the goddess is actually... originally related to the red moon. The moon doesn’t matter? The goddess symbolizes the night sky and stars?”

Like the change of authority of the "sun"? Klein felt that his thinking made sense, so he turned his attention to the possible way to control the "moon" - "Crimson moon corona? This is an extraordinary item that is obviously related to the red moon, but which one does it belong to?" The route is still unclear, and we don’t know what sequence this is corresponding to the sealed item..."

In the absence of information, Klein simply thought:

"Who does 'Red Moon' belong to now?"

Before Klein could start thinking, the carriage suddenly stopped.

Did you run into a parade? Why didn't the coachman change his route? Klein immediately turned his head and reached out to lift the gauze curtain of the carriage. Just as he was about to speak, his expression suddenly froze.

The outside world turned out to be silvery white, so much so that Klein had the illusion that it was "snowing."

Countless people stood on the road, looking up at the sky blankly, as if they had turned into Marionettes in an instant.

Panic and uneasiness spread in everyone's hearts. Klein was stunned. He suddenly came to his senses, opened the car door and jumped to the ground.

The silver moon wheel hangs high in the sky, as if it has no interest in anything in the world, and it seems that it has been like this since ancient times.

…

Intis, the top of the Cathedral of Light.

The Declined King held a sphere emitting soft red light in his hands. The scattered red moonlight dyed the ground of the terrace where he stood red, and the silver moon in the sky shed soft light, shining on everything on the ground. A coat of silver.

At this moment, the feminine power from the moon was weakened to the extreme. Although there was still a hazy layer of red on the edge of the moonlight, it was harmless.

"The moonlight is like frost on the ground."

The voice of the true Creator came from the other side. He also raised his head and stared at the silver moon in the sky, with no sadness or joy in his tone.

"Have seen enough?"

“No matter how many times I see it, it’s never enough.”

"In another 24 seconds, 23 seconds." The Declined King did not answer this sentence, "I will stop binding the moon. I don't want to be hated by the fallen mother goddess because of your little wish. It's time to go to the Eastern Continent."

"It's time to go."

The True Creator stared at the moon in the sky without giving the outer gods a look: "I will also give you a reward."

"You did that to increase your winning rate when facing the original will, otherwise you would have told me already."

The Declined King was expressionless: "And now you tell me that only dreamers can dream about the use of Sequence 1? Do I still want to give Adam to you? I'm really glad that Adam ran into my hands. If you used the Hanged Man The visionary jumps into the Sea of ​​Chaos in the posture of a true god. You jump on the front foot and I can walk on the back foot."

"Since God is neutral, why don't you consider becoming a god?"

"There's really nothing wrong with being God's slave." The Outer God shrugged, "But the price is freedom, and I can't lose my freedom."

"Ah."

"Ah."

"Heh." The True Creator said, "I'm not sure yet, you can leave."

"If you lose I will leave," said the King of Decay, "put Bethel in before I leave."

TBC

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In addition to the normal surprise and curiosity about the plot, readers will go crazy every time someone dies, which is also a regular feature of this book.

According to the feedback, some readers feel that the connection of the plot is a bit abrupt, and I should really reflect on it, because there is no archived manuscript like this! ! After reflection, I have a few words to say. First of all, one comment is right. The focus of the conversation between the previous night and the typist was to show the changes in the typist. It is precisely because he understands current affairs and is different from other Amon that he There was no more Worm of Time in the underground seal chamber. And "Henye plans to support Amon because of the typist" is what some readers think of under the influence of God's perspective and rich imagination - these readers think this is unreasonable, and in fact it is indeed unreasonable, because there is no such thing. . As for the plot issue, I must defend myself while reflecting on it: As we all know, this article has suffered the most impeachments and unreasonable criticisms and denials since it was written. I have also complained to my friends in private, if the damn person had not died. , that must be because I don’t want to be hung up again. Therefore, after Ke and Bernadette, although I had long wanted to let Heiye withdraw, I still couldn't make up my mind. The inability to make up one's mind leads to very little foreshadowing in the plot. While achieving "surprise", it also leads to "darkness". Of course, I have a more reliable plot, which is nothing more than the alliance of evil gods reconciling and getting what they need, and the dark night taking refuge in Zhenzao, but this plot just falls into the cliché again. I am willing to use the death of an important character who is invincible in both the original work and the fandom to break the stereotype. My main problem is that I should not keep talking to myself until the last minute to make a decision. I must review this, But I don't regret writing such a plot.