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

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Tingen.

"Leonard Mitchell!"

Leonard was walking on the street. Suddenly, a familiar and rough voice called his name from behind. Leonard looked back and saw that he was an acquaintance, so he calmly prepared to fight with the Storm Bishop he was familiar with. call.

But before he could say anything, the Storm Bishop waved his hand and raised the wrinkle-free document in his hand.

Bishop Storm took a breath: "Look at this."

"Secret documents from the Church of Storms?"

Leonard glanced at the corners of the document with a strong professional ethics, and hurriedly moved away after seeing the silver-white metal stamp in the lower right corner and the anti-counterfeiting waves and lightning patterns on the white paper used for the document. Sight:

"Take it away quickly, I didn't see anything!"

"No, this is for you."

Bishop Storm said seriously, and then took out a kraft paper document bag with a star logo from his arms. Leonard's eyes suddenly widened: "This is a secret document from our church? Why is it here with you?"

"A big shot is here."

Bishop Storm did not elaborate. He paused, looked around, and whispered: "Leonard, this is the cooperation transfer letter. Next, you will temporarily live in the River and Sea Church as a project partner of our Thunder and Truth Church. Your office is ready, as well as your dormitories.”

Leonard's brows frowned slightly:

"What does this mean? I have no intention of converting to the God of Thunder."

"Of course we don't mean to insult your faith." Bishop Storm's voice became lower, "But you must stay with us for a long time from today on, the big man said... you should know the reason, friend. , don’t embarrass me.”

"What about my team?"

Leonard asked while receiving the secret documents from the Church of the Night: "You know, I am a captain. I have a whole team of Nighthawks, and I am also responsible for the security of a church and half of Tingen City, just like you."

"The original captain Frye will take over. You only need to deal with the letters reported by them in the office and try not to go out."

"this……"

Leonard was about to ask for details, but suddenly, he paused, and then his expression became wonderful.

"...Okay, I'll go with you." Pales's answer made him almost throw away the document bag with his hands shaking. He reached out and picked up the two confidential documents. After scanning them carefully, he nodded with some surprise: "You work It’s not easy either, I won’t embarrass you, let’s go.”

…

Klein never expected that things would turn out like this. Klein's expression was a little broken.

He watched in stunned silence as Richard Ernst greeted his butler and servants familiarly, and then entered the room.

Just when he was thinking about whether to go or find a place to sleep on the street, Klein suddenly saw Richard Ernst entering the mansion and passing by the window, waving to him and motioning for him to come over.

this……

After realizing the relationship between the Rose School and Edward Vaughn, Klein hesitated a little when he saw this scene. He subconsciously wanted to go to Origin Castle for divination first, but then he remembered that he had lost Origin Castle, and it was obviously impossible for a Sequence 3 to divine the malice and thoughts of Sequence 1.

After hesitating for two seconds, Klein walked towards his home. He decided to trust Richard Ernst, who had collaborated with him several times on charity. If the other party was an out-and-out lunatic who believed in the devil, then he should have lost control and died due to the conflict of acting.

Two minutes later, Klein successfully sneaked into his home.

He wanted to complain about why he needed to sneak into his home, but he didn't say it. He jumped in through the window while complaining, entered the reception room, and landed as lightly as a piece of paper on the carpet in the blind spot of the servants' sight.

The second floor is still under renovation, and Mr. Dawn Dantes' bedroom has been temporarily moved to a slightly smaller second bedroom on the first floor.

Richard Ernst had already asked "Dawn's substitute" to instruct the servants not to enter the reception room for the time being. Seeing Klein transform into a piece of paper and stick it to the wall and sneak in, he sent the butler and others away, and then turned his head. Came to say hello to Klein:

"You're welcome, sit wherever you like, just like you are at home."

Klein: "...Okay."

He indeed sat down on his favorite single sofa without anyone noticing, and Richard leisurely found a place to stand against the wall. Under his control, "Dawn's substitute" also sat down in a decent manner. On the main seat of the sofa on the other side, it looks like that.

"Would you like some tea?"

Richard's smile was one part teasing, six parts curious, and one part unclear: "You're welcome, just like at home!"

"No need." Klein looked at the dull-eyed Mr. Dantès opposite and felt that the clown was about to lose his strength. For the sake of his own house and property, he quickly said politely, "Thank you for taking care of my house these half months."

Anyway, it's never wrong to say something nice.

What's more, if a fake Dawn hadn't helped him occupy the house, Klein might be homeless and penniless now.

"Don't be so polite, I'm just after your money."

Richard didn't like this kind of words very much. He waved his hand and hit a straight ball so that Klein forgot what he had planned: "You did a business of fifteen thousand pounds with me, and then immediately It's very difficult for me to handle this matter, so I came to your house."

"I came here the next day. I did a divination at night and found out that you were dead. I thought I knew where you lived, so I came over to have a look and help you manage your property. To be honest, you have a big family and a big business. If If you don’t come back, I will continue to operate this identity, and then make good use of your foundation and your industries in the Southern Continent and Northern Continent to strive to increase your family property and establish a stable stronghold, which is also good for me."

How can you describe home invasions, occupations, and disguised identities to exterminate households in such a fresh and refined way? Klein resisted the urge to cover his face with his hands. Now he can still control his facial expressions because of the strong heart and powerful clown power he has developed along the way:

"Thanks……"

"You're welcome."

Richard was indeed not polite at all: "Since you are back, give me the money. Speaking of which..."

The god of evil touched his chin, walked up to Klein, walked twice around the single sofa where he was, and said curiously but uncertainly:

"When you told me that your life was in danger, I added the ability to die on your behalf in order to save you. Oh, there is no need to add money for this. After all, I can only get the money if Party A is alive... But you still died."

Party A. Klein almost wanted to complain again.

"Suicide" is also a kind of curse. With the original owner's blood and occult connection, this curse can easily replace someone's death. After Richard cast this curse on the substitute, he still did not see the substitute being destroyed by external forces on his behalf.

In the early morning of the next day, he tried divination and found that Klein Moretti was actually dead.

Only the King of Angels or the True God can transcend the "gods" of Sequence 1 and kill him. However, when Richard used mysticism to contact the divination murderer, he got nothing - this is "anti-divination". "Characteristics!

Mortals cannot look directly at gods, and neither can angels, so the divination gods will die suddenly. However, there are still very few beings who can divine the result of "anti-divination". The probability that such a being will condescend to kill a saint is also very small, and there are only a few people who meet this condition... Richard is short-lived After thinking for a while, he decided to give up thinking and get Klein Moretti's property first.

Anyway, I can't lose money.

Fortunately, he gave himself a "spiritual worm".

With the existence of this "spirit worm", the avatar has the ability to change, and can also use some simple extraordinary powers. Under the control of a "puppet", although the performance is not as seamless as that of the "Puppet Master", as long as you are careful with your words and actions, there will be no problem in deceiving the people around you.

"Now it seems that you are not dead... No, you are indeed dead. What is it now? Resurrection from the dead? Or a special resurrection?"

Richard looked Klein up and down and confirmed that he was indeed a living person. He was not a spiritual imprint of the body, nor was he a backup mechanical body of the "generalist" path - as long as he could accept that he would completely lose his flesh and blood body and even his soul. , From now on, it will only be used as a string of data, a set of information to record the reality of existence, and the backup mechanical body can be regarded as an almost unlimited resurrection. The only drawback is that the backup information is limited, and you won't remember how you died after you "wake up".

As he watched, Klein's expression suddenly became strange. He glanced at him with a disdainful look that Richard was very familiar with, and fell down on the sofa. Then he crossed his legs arrogantly and asked angrily:

"What? Haven't you seen resurrection?"

Klein waved his hand casually, his arrogant tone and shocked eyes forming a perfect contrast:

"Stop reading and go cool down. After reading the information on the Secret Order, you will know that the resurrection of miracle masters is like this."

"I'm just talking about how it feels like there's another person here."

So you are borrowing a Sequence 2 or higher sealed artifact? It seems that Klein Moretti is the next angel of the Aurora Society... Richard is not surprised at all. With the prisoner's sensitivity to spiritual things, he has long noticed that there is something else hidden in Klein's body. Something, but I didn't expect it to be the Red Angel: "I don't know much about the 'diviners' of the Secret Order, but I have heard that high-sequence 'thiefs' can graft the lives of others to themselves. However, I really didn't expect you. Something happened too, which is really sad!”

After two seconds of grief, he looked out the window, a little eager to try:

"So the Cathedral of Light is now in a state where Sequence One is not in charge?"

Klein: ...

"Hello!"

Medici patted the armrest of the sofa unhappily: "I advise you not to have any crooked ideas about the cathedral. You are almost done."

Klein feels that his mood has been ups and downs in the past two days, no, in the past half month. The mood that was rising just now because of Medici's appearance was quickly crushed by Richard Ernst's speech at an unimaginable speed. , he wanted to look away, but Medici wouldn't let him.

He simply started to give up thinking and shifted his attention in other directions, not listening to the two Sequence Ones talking nonsense in front of him.

"Fortunately, those Amon clones who realized my soft-heartedness have been eliminated, and there is no other Amon in Backlund to harass me. I directly captured Amon to the Source Castle and gave the Source Castle to him. In this way Once here, He has no reason to attack me again... If not, Amon might directly threaten me with the lives of Benson, Melissa, Leonard, and Miss Justice, and the results would be unimaginable... Haha, the King of Yellow and Black who is in charge of good luck has finally shown some expression... Then, after that, I can think about going to the Eastern Continent..."

Klein smacked his lips, feeling that the road ahead of him was clearer, but there were still many dangers.

"Without the Source Castle, my divination and investigation abilities will be greatly reduced... Hey, why do I worry so much about gains and losses? Even if I become weaker without the Source Castle, I am still a genuine Sequence 3."

He is still a Sequence 3 who has been in danger many times, but in the end he was able to escape smoothly (or escape from his shell)!

As a saint, Klein felt that there should be no experiences of the same sequence that could compare with him.

"This stand is just right for me to continue to borrow. It also has the function of being a substitute for death. It is suitable for me to take to the land abandoned by the gods just in case."

"Well, next, we just need to get the details of that road from the Aurora Society, then enter the Eastern Continent, and contact Silver City and Moon City. I don't know where the 'Black Saint' who knows the best about that line is now."

"After getting rid of the Source Castle, Amon Zarath will naturally stay away from me. On the other hand, the omniscient 'God of Thunder' once participated in the betrayal feast of the ancient sun god, and will definitely not want Amon Going one step further, maybe protecting Leonard..."

"On the other hand, Amon provided me with a lot of secret knowledge, which allowed me to digest the 'Ancient Scholar' potion to about the last fifth. Then I have to consider becoming a 'Miracle Master'. As long as I have If I become an angel and become a complete mythical creature, my situation will be much better... However, my promotion speed is really too fast. It has only been more than a month since I became an 'ancient scholar'. This won't work, I have to be there. Stay in the Eastern Continent and other places for a while to stabilize your spirituality. If you blindly pursue speed, I estimate that the higher you go, the easier it is to go crazy, let alone find ways to pose some threat to Amon."

Klein decided to wait until his condition recovered to some extent, and then use the medium to peek at the terrifying worms in the Night Country at the main peak of the Honakis Mountains, and obtain the knowledge corresponding to the "Miracle Master" from it.

"However, you should have guessed that the one who attacked us was..."

"The wind is too strong, and my spirit is a little confused and I can't hear clearly." Richard interrupted Medici and started to pretend to be stupid, "You two are here, do you want to have lunch? I remember that there was something shipped from the manor today. Waiting for steaks and wine, are you interested in wine and distilled spirits?”

Medici almost laughed out of anger:

"Stop pretending! Tell me directly. Are you going to inform your teacher about our whereabouts, or are you going to cover it up for us?"

Seeing that he couldn't be fooled, Richard blinked, then slowly sat down on another single seat next to him, and said teasingly:

"It's not good for me to tell Him. He won't give me an extra dollar, but as long as you are still here, the Cathedral of Light will be unattended..."

"You're almost there."

"In short, I won't tell the truth. I am a moral angel." Richard spread his hands and said sincerely, "My relationship with my teacher is not that harmonious. He is not willing to give me more money, and I am not willing to give him more money." It’s very helpless, you know?”

Medici felt a little relieved and nodded slightly: "Then..."

"……etc?"

Klein suddenly reacted, manipulated his mouth and asked, "Your teacher? Is that demon Edward Vaughn your teacher?"

"That's right. I was originally a member of the Temperance sect. Later I fled to the Northern Continent and became his student. I was lucky enough not to die and have lived to this day - but our relationship is not very good." Richard looked at To Crane, "I thought you told him."

Medici smiled awkwardly: "I thought you told him."

Klein felt like he was struck by lightning, five thunders struck his head. He stared at Richard Ernst's kind and slightly evil face for a long time, and recalled everything about the Temperance Angel in his mind, and then related it to Edward Vaughn's style of life, and did not say anything for a long time. Come.

Scammed! This was the only thought left in his mind.

TBC

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coming.