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

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choose?

Klein's answer completely exceeded Edward's expectations. Not to mention him, even Medici was shocked for a moment. The difference is that Medici seems to want to praise this employee, while Edward intends to let his praise be the last words Klein hears.

He scratched the air with his hand, thinking about the probability of killing War Angel and Klein together.

No, it is better for Medici to be alive. God did not punish him, which proves that he still favors the war angel. But at the same time, God did not give Medici any favor. He seemed to be waiting for Medici. Active conversion - It is not difficult to kill either Klein or Medici alone, but with the psychic link attached, it is a bit difficult to kill both of them with one shot.

What if God holds you accountable? What if God wants to hold people accountable?

After thousands of years of death, he can still tenaciously maintain himself until redemption, and his spiritual will is so strong that even if he loses the object of his faith, he can still carry out his will in an orderly manner and continue his activities, unlike some pious people who regard gods and beliefs as the pillars of their hearts. Believers also collapse and lose control on the spot. Such a soul itself is worthy of a high look. Even if God does not hold him accountable, for the sake of Medici's own merits and the true Creator, Edward does not have much hostility towards Medici. Although there would be no psychological burden if I killed him, I didn't really want to do it.

However, as of now, is it possible for Medici to regard himself as one of Klein's human shields?

Well, it seems very possible.

Think of a way to break the spiritual link first?

Use mental shock, or make a simple transaction, anyway, if you should bring it, you have already brought it...

With this in mind, Edward slowly took out his gun. He and Medici happened to look at each other, and the latter suddenly understood his thoughts, and immediately pulled Klein behind him, wary of anyone outside. God's possible actions.

"Say less."

Medici said to Klein in the spiritual link: "Be careful. Although he seems to be targeting you because of the Origin Castle, you don't have the Origin Castle now, and he doesn't seem to be planning to let you go."

After saying this, Klein quickly woke up from the scene that seemed to be a spiritual foreshadowing.

There is no change on the face, and his affirmation is conveyed through the spiritual link.

Medici pursed his lips and suddenly said:

"I'm going to tell you a spell. You can recite it later without any worries. I'm sure to buy you a second or two. Then I'll run back to Trier. You can find a way to run back to Backlund. When I find an opportunity, I'll open the door and kill you. Catch him."

"If He goes to the Cathedral of Light to ask for someone, you should hide with the Hidden Sage. Anyway, there are more ways than difficulties."

"These two spells seem to be..."

"Don't worry so much, just read it and it'll be over."

"Does this have any special effect? ​​Don't you want to read it?"

Medici shook his head—because the incantation was Leodro and Herabergen—and told Klein in a solemn tone:

"Recite the first one first, in ancient Hermetic language, and then recite the second one when you are in danger. I will think of another way. You have to take care."

After listening to the two mantras, Klein always felt that something was wrong, but he did not ask. He just felt like his brain was hot, as if he was possessed by something, and he said a lot of things that were not like him, making his blood boil. Now Klein felt that his heartbeat was gradually returning to the normal speed, his mind was gradually waking up, and he began to feel some sense of shame.

"I seemed to have said something very strange just now..."

Klein coughed repeatedly in the spiritual link, feeling a little embarrassed after speaking nonsense in front of War Angel.

If Source Castle is still there, I will definitely feel confident in saying these words, but now that Source Castle is gone, I only have an erratic fate... Saying these words is really overestimating my abilities. I will set a small goal first and find a way to give Ah Let me stumble!

"No, what you said is very good...human beings should have choices. I think your idea is very interesting."

Medici smacked his lips: "If you say you want to destroy the perfect world because you don't like it, then I don't think there is any difference between you and other gods, including this one in front of you. But you said, you To save each other because 'there must be someone who yearns for such a perfect world', just to open up a territory of one's own and give humans the opportunity to choose their own way of survival - this is good."

Klein was startled slightly and felt a warmth in his heart: "Thank you."

Medici shook his head and said nothing.

What he did not say was that the ancient sun god also did not give humans many choices.

In terms of belief, no, but they have the right to be educated and the qualification to learn. This is the first step in transforming from domestic animals into a group of intelligent creatures, a race with value and its own history.

——Maybe it was because of God, or maybe it was the world at that time. It was already a luxury for human beings to live, and it was a complete daydream to choose their own destiny. Medici will not forget to analyze specific matters in detail, nor will he be divorced from the historical background of the incident. He just thought of this. He didn't think that the ancient Sun God did a bad job, nor did he think that Klein Moretti was too arrogant. He felt that these two possibilities were really good. The era before the First Epoch might have been of high quality. Gao, people from there have such amazing awareness and aspirations.

fine. Good, thought the God of War.

Everything is ready, now there is only one question left...

Medici glanced at Edward Vaughn, who was looking at the ground for some reason, and a real question arose during the spiritual link:

"What is he doing?"

…

"Admit him."

The Lord of Withering whispered in His ear: "Admit him! Didn't you hear what he just said! If I came, he would have gone straight!"

"So you really shouldn't have come."

Edward wanted to hang up the prayer, but the person holding the phone was his other self. No matter how much he didn't want to listen to his temptations and nonsense, the ravings still penetrated his mind like a demonic voice:

"I know it's a pity for you that Amon didn't pass the interview, but his death is just a part of the present world."

"If he chooses to help the main body, it goes without saying that Klein will be directly reported to Amon by him when he was in Intis, and there will no longer be the current Klein; even if he chooses to ignore it, it will also lead to Klein's death. The appearance and identity information were obtained by other Amon, and the demigod-level clones swarmed towards Backlund, enough to make Klein drink a pot and let him die there."

"After all, Amon's true form can't go, and if only demigods come, Zaratul will definitely be happy to see the two fighting, and the fishermen will benefit."

"This is not an inevitable result, but it is indeed the path he chose. You can't always do it on a whim."

"I didn't have a whim."

The other He argued for himself, his voice revealing his confidence in his own ability and authority:

"There will be no problem if I come. Has anything gone wrong so far except for the Son of Chaos? What's more, Russell Gustav was contaminated by the fallen Mother Goddess at that time. It is absolutely impossible for the Son of Chaos to replace Russell at that time. We are so safe and secure now, how do you know that it is not my spiritual prophecy? I am a witness, recorder, and guide, and I believe that I can definitely be in harmony with the gods of the earth."

Edward didn't bother to reply.

In my impression, anything he is interested in has no good results in the end. He does not lack patience, but he lacks a perseverance attitude toward single events and goals. This is not surprising. In the eyes of the God of Possibility, this world is composed of countless forked roads. When he first came to the earth, he might be determined to take back the source of essence for a while, but as long as he moves, he will see what lies ahead. There are countless choices and forks, and He chooses one at will, and then this road leads to countless choices - and more importantly, He enjoys the process rather than the result.

Therefore, it is basically impossible to go out through the exit corresponding to the entrance.

"He wants to give humans choices. This is an interesting new proposition. Don't you think choice is the greatest mercy?"

"It makes no sense."

Edward said coldly: "Sooner or later, he will forget his original intention. When the time comes, the choice will be to become a Marionette. This is his fate."

"You can't deny the process just because the outcome of something hasn't changed. By the way, you mentioned fate."

The Lord of Withering is also well versed in persuasion, not to mention that persuading himself to change his mind is something he is accustomed to:

"Speaking of which, I have a question. If Klein can really become the Lord of Mysteries that he wants to be, then there seems to be no need for us to continue to be hostile to him. If we have a good relationship with him, we can obtain the essence. Why? Do you have to live and die?"

"You - it's too late to say this now. Even before entering the barrier, if I knew about this kind of thing, I would not have a good relationship with anyone who might become Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun, nor would I find my way back through them. My Sephiroth.”

Edward laughed at himself and tried to dispel his unrealistic thoughts:

"That's a pillar-level fraudster!"

"If I had known that this would happen, I would have left the solar system directly, found a place to stay, and waited for the source of matter to repair itself."

"The source material may return to my body, or it may attract powerful enemies, but this will happen sooner or later, and it doesn't matter at all."

When he was still in the starry sky, the pursuit of possibility would lead Him to run and search in the starry sky. But now that the two pathways have been separated for too long, their symbolic and single-path instincts have been strengthened, and his lack of concentration has become more serious.

He now dares to look at the future of the person who aspires to become the Lord of Mysteries! I don’t even dare to think about what will happen in the future!

This is no longer an ordinary whim, you have to hit yourself hard.

"I don't believe it. Stop talking nonsense, I..."

In the eyes of Medici and Klein, Edward had been a little distracted since he just listened to Klein's speech. He seemed to have ignored them for the time being and was communicating with something else.

"What is He doing?" Medici frowned and quietly sent a signal to Klein through the spiritual link, "Forget it, what a good opportunity!"

Edward's premonition of crisis suddenly sounded. As long as the danger he encountered was great enough and the greater the threat to his life, the foreshadowed picture and enemy would become clearer. At this moment, his spiritual perception suddenly produced a comparative "crisis" foreshadowing—— It’s that annoying thunder and lightning again!

This is the border between Loen and Feysac... Also, the God of War and the Mother Goddess of Earth are only single-path true gods, and the other is not only a single-path true god, but is also restricted by the Mother Goddess. Even if the God of Thunder moves the boundary monument in the direction of Fusac Moving a hundred meters, they probably wouldn't dare say a word.

The War Angel will use some method to attract the God of Thunder who has ceased fighting.

Without thinking, He interrupted the prayer of his other self who was still mumbling about his opinions, raised the curse carrier condensed into a gun in his hand, and aimed directly at Medici without any hesitation!

"boom"!

The curses from the two paths were mixed together, and no bullets flew out, but the curse had already arrived in front of Medici in an instant!

The corners of Medici's mouth raised, revealing a sneer. There was no heart in his exploded chest, and a silver-white Ouroboros with the sheen of mercury appeared on it. Immediately afterwards, His body disintegrated under the curse and turned into a pool of black and red flesh that was constantly wriggling. It gathered at Klein's feet and formed an ever-expanding pool of filthy sea of ​​blood. It directly entangled his legs and feet, and in the blink of an eye, He pulled it down a lot!

Klein hid behind Medici, and when he saw the scene in front of him, his pupils suddenly narrowed.

What made him more panicked than the sight before him was that this time the gun was aimed at him again!

Suddenly he felt as if there was a fire burning in his spirit. Suddenly he felt enlightened. Holding back the burning pain, he immediately opened his mouth and shouted:

"Leodro!"

The automatic response of the divine power was actually faster than the attack of the god itself. Before his voice could completely subside, hundreds of lightning bolts twisted and intertwined and fell as if responding to the call, covering the snowfield in an instant.

Klein had no time to dodge, and he found in embarrassment that he was also within the attack range.

In the bright silver light, Edward's second shot did not land on Klein's body. He didn't know where it hit. But he was struck by lightning and fell to the ground on the spot. His body was charred black, convulsing violently, and seemed to turn into a giant piece of coal.

Then, his figure quickly disintegrated and disappeared like an illusion.

Klein rushed into the fog of history without looking back, repeating his old tricks and escaping by relying on the fact that the devil did not have the corresponding authority!

As soon as he entered the fog of history, Klein saw relevant historical fragments from the Fourth Age floating towards him as if they were being pulled. He ignored them and directly divined Backlund's direction and ran all the way.

In the outside world, a bolt of lightning struck, accurately hitting Edward's hand holding the gun, turning the gun and his hand into nothing.

But he didn't show any pain, and didn't even move his eyebrows. He stared at the direction where Elain disappeared, and clicked his tongue unhappily.

"You're right, I want to re-examine my fate."

"It seems that although he lost the Source Castle, he has other gains. I am not prepared to die like this, or in other words, I am willing to actively seek a more pleasant way to die. As long as that is my destiny. This may require We have to work together to save at least one part.”

Edward muttered something incomprehensible to himself, then walked over, picked up the boundary marker, and threw it in the direction of the Fusac Empire.

The boundary monument flew several hundred meters and then hit hard into the calf-deep snow and frozen soil, where it stuck crookedly.

"Apologies to you," Edward said.

…

"I've been dead for half a month, and I don't know what happened to 160 Burklund Street."

After a period of mindless running, Klein returned to Backlund with a dangerous trap.

As soon as he came back, he found a hidden place to take it with him, and then looked in the direction of Dwayne Dantes' residence.

Klein looked unbearable, then plucked up the courage and opened his eyes. After taking a few deep breaths, he felt that he was mentally prepared for everything, whether it was that he could no longer rent the place because the ceiling and second floor disappeared out of thin air, or he was pulled up with "sealed" and "no approach" strips. , even though all the servants inside and Klein's tens of thousands of pounds of property were confiscated, he remained calm.

Immediately afterwards. Klein was stunned.

The Dawn Dantes mansion at 160 Berklund Street is operating normally. Workers are repairing the ceiling. The gardener and maid in the garden are pruning flowers and plants normally. Smoke is rising from the chimney in the direction of the kitchen. Val, the housekeeper, Te is organizing the servants to work.

Klein even saw his secret puppets Qonas and Enuni among the people working.

Nothing has changed from before he left!

Even his marionette is moving! If it weren't for the roof on the second floor disappearing, Klein would have doubted whether he had just imagined it.

He was completely stunned. After staring blankly at the mansion for a while, he saw his carriage approaching from far away and stopped outside the door of the mansion. Walter, the butler, went up to greet his employer.

An unknown anger suddenly arose in Klein's heart:

"Let me see who stole my property and house!"

He looked carefully and saw an identical Dwayne Dantès stepping out of the carriage. Except for a slight difference in temperament, other details were exactly the same. Just when Klein thought that the Secret Order or Backlund's left behind Amon had robbed his property, he suddenly saw another person following "Dwayne Dantès" out of the carriage.

He was a man he knew very well. He had silver-gray hair, was tall, and had a Fusac face.

Feeling his overly hot gaze, Richard Ernst also turned his head. His and Klein's gazes collided in the air across several streets. Both of them saw the ultimate shock and joy in each other's eyes. Confuse.

"You're not dead?"

TBC

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Today I went to find a one-to-one student donation that can directly contact the recipient, but I was delayed!

It is more reassuring to be able to directly contact the recipients of donations. The platform is also very good and quite small (.)

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