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

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"I have a bad feeling."

Klein sneezed, sat on the high-backed chair in the "Fool" position, and frowned at the gray mist floating around him.

"It's a very strong, bad feeling... I'm at Sequence 3 now, and I'm on the Origin Castle. Such a strong feeling can't go wrong... But I'm already on the Origin Castle, and I still have such a strong sense of crisis. I'd better not rush into the source of the danger."

"Well, first of all, confirm that I have one more resurrection left."

Klein covered his face, a little dumbfounded, because when he encountered a strong crisis, he couldn't help but think of this - Miracle Master's resurrection skills are pretty good, and the most important thing is that he can advance through the Source Castle Advance these resurrections.

It's a bit funny to say that other ancient scholars only got four chances to be resurrected after climbing to the level of Miracle Master, but he estimated that he only had one chance to be resurrected when he became a Miracle Master, or maybe none at all.

"Secondly, although I have only been promoted to Ancient Scholar for half a month, I can start thinking about the 'Miracle Master' potion..."

"Well, I'll ask Red Angel later. Maybe there are related records in the Secret Order."

Regarding promotion, Klein is still in a good mood. In the past two days, he encountered three attacks from Zaratul, but fortunately the opponent's true form did not come. He transformed into a marionette twice and was caught once in the fog of history. I ran out with all my brains.

Zaratul may still be in some hidden place.

But this is not the way to go. Red Angel and Mr. Azik cannot respond to his reply anytime and anywhere. Although I don’t know where Zaratul’s true form is now, and the other party is just chasing me and beating me, but as long as I stay in Backlund, I will stay under Zaratul’s nose, and every move will be watched. Clearly - in addition, Klein cannot leave Luen rashly, because he knows that "Angel of Time" Amon does not dare to approach due to the intimidation and power of the God of Thunder, but at the same time he also feels the aura of Source Castle , just wandering around other countries.

Even Zaratul could find him. The King of Angels estimated that he had just stepped out of the realm of Loen when his back legs appeared in front of him!

Thinking that he had pretended to be Amon several times, Klein felt slightly guilty.

"Finally, if I want to leave Backlund without telling Zaratul, I need to make some preparations, such as marionettes and avatars, as well as erasing my own mystical connections and preparing a false identity... The false identity is second. , a substitute who can hide from Sequence One..."

A person's face suddenly flashed in Klein's mind.

"The 'Puppet' extraordinary ability and deformation curse of the Prisoner Path may be worth trying! But what should I use to invite Him? A substitute that can hide from Sequence One will definitely require enough energy and strength to make, and it cannot be done casually. Take it out."

The honorable name of Richard Ernst... Klein closed his eyes and did a simple dream divination. He quickly recalled the corresponding sentences, and unexpectedly recalled that this honorary name was actually provided by Miss Justice. Passed.

"When did Miss Justice get involved with the Temperance Faction?"

Klein was slightly curious, but didn't think much about it. He had divined a long time ago that there would be no danger in the contact between Miss Justice and the Temperance Sect of the Rose School of Thought.

Moreover, he has met with Richard Ernst several times, and has also discussed business with the other party's related parties and affiliated organizations. After divination, he did not find any evil behavior in the other party's foundation. From this, we can know that the "Angel of Temperance" is A trustworthy person.

"Having concealed Zaratul, how can I escape from the 'Angel of Time' that has a high probability of appearing directly in front of me..."

"Although that Amon will help me cover up, that kind of blinding method can only deceive the Sequence 3 and Sequence 4 clones, interfere with their sight, and change their perception of me... There must be a clone of Amon in Becklandry at present. , However, no Amon clone has found me yet, which proves that his false information has indeed intercepted some people... But Angel of Time himself can directly find me through aggregation, so there is no way to stop him."

Use Source Castle to divine and find a good and auspicious day... forget it.

Klein thought wildly in his mind for a while. Faced with the King of Angels who was eyeing him, he really didn't have any idea.

"Well, let's decide on the substitute first, and then plan the place to go. The Northern Continent is very dangerous, so I give priority to the Southern Continent... If it is the most suitable place to play the role of an ancient scholar, it should be the church's archives. A place like that, or the Eastern Continent.”

The Eastern Continent is the best choice whether you are playing a "scholar who explores history" or a "scholar from ancient times".

The most important thing is that Klein's soul itself comes from ancient times, and he plays the role of "scholar from ancient times" anytime and anywhere.

Even at the current digestion speed of delving into some ancient history from time to time, I believe that in about half a year, most of the remaining ancient scholar potions will be digested.

"Going to the Eastern Continent?"

The current Saint of the Aurora Society, Mr.

"Well, Aurora will have a way to the Eastern Continent, but the 'Black Saint' who opened the way has not encountered the city-state. Now that there is sunshine there, the danger is greatly reduced, and I have enough ability to protect myself! However, there After all, it’s dangerous. If I want to go, I’d better make arrangements with the people in Silver City or Moon City in advance. Just say, one of my loved ones is coming to visit?... Hey, this might be an opportunity. If I pass the Aurora If we can find the city-state on the road we have opened up and find the local people who can help us, then the people in Silver City and Moon City can leave!"

The more Klein thought about it, the more feasible it became. He almost couldn't help but immediately send a prayer to Derrick Berg, saying that a favored person of "The Fool" was going to Silver City to investigate and was going to take them away... Chara It is impossible for Tu to know that he is still connected to the God's Abandoned Land. Even if he could think of it, it would be difficult to successfully enter the God's Abandoned Land without the help of the Aurora Society.

After all, the place had maintained a dark and dangerous extreme situation for more than a thousand years and was completely isolated from the world.

The belief in the true Creator is the only communication medium between the God-forsaken land and the outside world.

Mr.

Bringing the survivors who can be found in Moon City, Silver City, and the Eastern Continent outside is something that Klein has written in his plan for a long time.

At least he had this idea since the first time he learned about the situation in the Land Abandoned by the Gods through "The Sun", and the expectations of the True Creator made Klein really start to put this matter on the plan. But at that time, it was just a temporary measure to obtain some resources and history of Silver City. Now, Klein unknowingly has the power to cash in this blank check.

Hide in the land abandoned by the gods and digest the magic potion quietly. This way you can avoid the possible war... Wait, war...

The excited expression was solidified on Klein's face.

"war……"

He suddenly remembered that he now had many social responsibilities.

He is not only an individual human being, Klein Moretti, but also one of the powerful saints of the Aurora Society, the "Fool", and the rich man Dwayne Dantès - in short, he is no longer a person, but a powerful figure. A high-ranking person who protects people and has his own territory.

And the situation in the Northern Continent... is really disturbing.

"...The war hasn't started yet, maybe, alas." Klein muttered to himself, somewhat wanting to escape reality, but several major conflicts and city-level disasters within this year were in his mind. In the flash, Klein did not escape success. He suddenly felt that his plan was a little disrupted, but he couldn't get any answer for a while, and he couldn't help but feel a little irritated.

I can speed up - I can contact the people in Silver City and Moon City, and it shouldn't take long to lead them out of the Aurora Society's path. At that time, "The Fool" will truly have a group of subordinates, a group of well-trained extraordinary people and demigods!

The High Priest of Nim in the Moon City and the Chief of the Silver City, Colin Iliad, can lead the people to persist in such an environment to this day. They are definitely top-notch existences, and they have given full play to all aspects of knowledge and power.

Klein quickly shook off the "Angel of Abundance" that suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Whether it's to replenish my fighting strength or something else, I have to go to the Eastern Continent..."

"The question is, how can I successfully run to the Eastern Continent in the presence of Amon, and not be parasitized after I come out?"

After thinking for a long time, Klein couldn't come up with a solution. His "Great Connection Technique" was indeed connected to many angels, but the King of Angels still didn't have any.

"!"

An extremely bold idea suddenly came to Klein's mind.

…

"Gehrman rushed up at that time. Do you know about the creeping hunger? Yes, it was used by the former 'Hurricane Lieutenant General' Qilingos. Whoever gets it will have the strength of a pirate general! With that extraordinary item, Gehrman descended from the sky like a magic weapon and punched 'Iron' Maiviti away. And I, the great Lord Danitz, saw the right moment and controlled Squall who wanted to help. Squall That guy only had a brain, so I easily knocked him to the ground, controlled him, and then joined forces with that guy Hermann to kill him..."

Beside the bonfire at night, Lord Daniz, the divine envoy, was bragging to the people around him while holding a wooden bowl with barbecued meats and dipping sauces. He was in high spirits and beaming, attracting a crowd of cheers. Alger was eating local raspberry jam bread in a place outside the crowd without saying a word. While listening, he thought about how much actual situation there was in the water, and analyzed the "world" Herman Si's situation a few months ago. Paro's strength.

There was obviously no comparison between the Gehrman of a few months ago and the Gehrman of now. Alger just had nothing to do and suffered from an occupational disease.

There is really nothing to do in the small colony of Lanshan Island. Mr. Fool promised to build the Poseidon Church and let him be the pope. Of course, Alger didn’t think that the majestic gods would lie to him. Even a demigod was not a minor extraordinary person, but The reality is that they have nothing to do.

It is impossible to build a church. Without the church to bear the bulk, a complete church requires at least the steady expenditure of residents of a small town for more than a hundred years, the efforts of several generations, and looking at the stones bit by bit. Towering columns and domes were assembled, painters and craftsmen carved reliefs on and around the ceiling, and finally the church was slowly capped. Everyone was used to such a slow pace of life - this was taken for granted, but the Rhoside Islands Resistance Army had no money. .

If you don’t have money, you can just stop thinking about the church. Look, isn’t the rebel cave very spacious?

This impoverished little colony has nothing to do with the prosperous Rhoad Islands. No matter how generous the "generous city" is, this small island and small place cannot share any glory.

Alger has been here for a few months, and all he can do now is to preach - but this place was almost originally filled with believers of "Poseidon", and due to several relatively successful guerrillas and miracles, the belief in Poseidon is still stable. There is nothing to preach about expanding outwards - other than that, it is just about finding ways to participate in local construction.

That's what he said, but Alger's main job right now is to use his words and go to every place where people gather.

Sneak into bars and black markets, travel through slums and shabby shacks, investigate the situation, count the population, and spread the belief in Poseidon, and then sneak out one or two stinky kids with unclean hands and feet and stuff them into the school.

Then he will continue to talk with the leaders of the resistance army about the void rules and regulations of the empty "Poseidon Church"; he will also talk with the people of "Vice Admiral Iceberg", hoping to use the relationship between the God Envoy Daniz Asking for more aid and funds... Occasionally, he would also talk to spies from other organizations who came to inquire about the situation. Alger had already become familiar with the spies by virtue of his eloquence. After all, he would not be able to seal the mouths of these people with food and wine. Some people really cared about a small colony, but there was really something about their colony.

In short, Alger kept the secret of "Poseidon wants to build a regular church" like this, and quietly expanded the saying "Poseidon will send miracles and save believers" to inconspicuous corners. Use food to convert more people.

Anyway, what he said is true. As long as Catra, the leader of the resistance, contributes spiritual materials to the altar, he can obtain spells and weapons baptized by God. The story of Poseidon stopping the storm and saving people is widely circulated. On the sea, pirates Neither the fishermen nor the fishermen would think that they believe too much.

Alger was initially prepared to be severely beaten by the church, but in fact nothing happened. Firstly, the belief in Poseidon has existed since ancient times, and secondly... not many people would really verify the authenticity. In this era, people with real ability and status would not care about the rumors about mud-legged people on the streets, but those who would believe the news and spread it to each other... wouldn't think too much about it either.

"Hey! Why did I lie to you? Don't you know how good that lunatic Hermann is at fighting? Let me tell you, when he planned to assassinate Lieutenant General Disease, I was right next to him! Not only that, I still--"

Daniz suddenly got stuck.

Alger was alarmed by the abnormal situation. From the corner of his eye, he saw the divine messenger Daniz trembling and his face began to turn pale.

Under the illumination of the fire, no one noticed the change in Daniz's expression, and they even coaxed the Lord God Envoy to continue talking, and don't stop titillating.

"Shit! Stop pushing me, my stomach hurts!"

Daniz scolded a few words in a not-too-severe tone, put the wooden bowl on the table, hunched over and hugged his belly, and walked away. He winked at Alger, who immediately understood, stood up, and walked together to the darkness outside the bonfire.

"Any news?" Alger asked in a low voice.

"Gehrman, please ask me to help." Daniz breathed a sigh of relief, but he muttered in his heart - maybe this guy really knows everything, and he took advantage of his authority and boasted a few words. Also want to be caught red-handed? ——He looked around, his expression not very serious. After all, this was not an oracle from "The Fool", but just an acquaintance asking for help. "Gehrman wants some materials from the Storm Realm, and prepare some silver, tin, and related algae. Essential oils, pearls, as well as shells and corals must be of good quality and should be delivered tonight."

Alger, who is good at underwater activities, immediately understood the reason why Daniz found him. He nodded:

"I know where the valuable coral reefs and shells are."

Alger decided to go directly to the sea to salvage. After all, talking about money would hurt the hearts of everyone in the colony. He went through the distribution map of seafood near Blue Mountain Island in his mind, and asked insinuatingly: "What does Gehrman do with the spiritual materials from the Storm Realm?"

"have no idea."

Daniz shook his head, he would not think about these things, so Alger had no choice but to give up, turn around and disappear into the night.

…

A few hours later, Klein received Daniz's prayer while waiting in the room after dinner.

He suppressed his excitement and nervousness, went to Source Castle, accepted the sacrifice to the "Poseidon", and obtained the spiritually rich and fresh Storm Domain materials.

Citrine pendulums spinning merrily clockwise indicate that these items are suitable as objects to please the gods. Even Klein, who knew nothing about materials from the Storm Realm, could tell that these items had been carefully selected and were at least of high quality.

Then, he returned to reality, built a spiritual wall, sorted out a clean place, and arranged the ritual materials, essential oils, shells and metals into categories according to the prayer requirements. Then he lit candles and prayed in a low voice:

"Great God of Thunder and Truth, you are the King of Air and the Emperor of Sea..."

Klein originally wanted to use historical projection to pray, but he was worried that the gods would think he was not solemn enough, so he stood in front of the table with a nervous and apprehensive mood, ready to switch places with the Marionette at any time.

But he recited it twice in a row and the candle burned halfway, but nothing happened.

"The God of Thunder doesn't seem to want to pay attention to me?" Klein was a little confused, but he was not too disappointed. He stretched out his hand to clear the table, but when his fingers came into contact with the silver, he was suddenly shocked.

Immediately afterwards, shallow traces gradually appeared on the surface of the smooth silver, as if rusted, and turned into a Loen language word.

"leave"

TBC

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Touched!

TM, I went to sweep the grave today, and I happened to catch up with the memorial activities at the cemetery. A group of people reading manuscripts and doing activities rushed the grave sweepers to the small grass next to them to burn paper. The place where the paper was burned was a row of small grids like a stove, which were poked with sticks. What a ghost.