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

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Backlund, Queens, in the study of the Hall family.

After receiving permission, Audrey opened the door and walked in. Her father, Earl Hall, and her brother, Hibbert, were discussing something.

"Oh, honey, you don't look good?" Earl Hall cast his eyes towards the door.

Audrey didn't have to pretend, she forced a smile sincerely and said:

"There is a big shortfall in food for the poor relief fund. I want to raise some more. I visited many nobles today, but they all told me that there is no more food left, even if it is purchased with gold pounds."

When saying these words, the nobles were either in the small living room or in a place dedicated to afternoon tea. High-quality black tea and a variety of exquisite desserts were placed in front of them. From time to time, they asked Audrey to comment on the pastry chef at home. Cooking skills.

Their servants had rosy faces, walked very lightly, and made almost no sound so as not to disturb the distinguished guests.

"The current situation..." Earl Hall sighed after hearing this.

Audrey thought for a while and said seriously:

"Dad, I remember there should be a lot of food at home. Can I spend money to buy some of it?"

"Audrey, you have done too much, you don't need to do this anymore." Hibbert Hall frowned slightly and said, but Audrey just looked at her father and did not respond to her brother's words. respond.

Earl Hall's expression, which relaxed a lot due to the arrival of his daughter, slowly turned serious:

"Audrey, the premise of charity is not to affect the lives of yourself and your family. This is a principle I hope you will keep in mind."

Audrey, who was wearing a gold and white dress, frowned slightly and then relaxed her brows, and said sincerely:

"Dad, the food stored at home is enough to feed everyone in this house for a whole year, or even more. Moreover, there is also a lot of food over there in East Chester County."

Because Winter County has not yet completely fallen, Feysac's army has retreated, and now the God of Thunder is protecting the battle situation at sea. Roen's situation has not worsened, but has stabilized, but it has not improved.

Earl Hall looked at his daughter's emerald-green eyes for several seconds, then suddenly sighed and said with a smile:

"Audrey, you have really grown up and have your own ideas and persistence.

"However, none of us know how long this war will last or what the final outcome will be. We must reserve a lot of food to deal with all this.

"I can accept missing two delicious dishes from every meal to help those who are in need, but I don't want my table to become like those middle-class people in the newspaper, which will completely lose us as aristocrats. Decentness is something we stick to every generation.

"Do you understand what I mean? I just made a metaphor. The essence of the matter is that I value the survival and future of the family more, and our identity and status. Only when it does not affect them, I will show my of love and kindness.

"Audrey, what I said may be cruel, but you have grown up and it's time to listen. Everyone is selfish, just to different degrees. In my heart, the importance of the entire Hall family is What surpasses your mother and me, surpasses you, surpasses Hibbert and Alfred, outside of these, there are first the faith and good friends, then the acquaintances, and finally the people throughout Backlund who need relief.

"I don't mind helping them if it doesn't affect those in front of me, but unfortunately I have to think about more things now."

Having said this, Earl Hall shook his head mockingly:

"I'm sorry to let you know that your father is such a selfish man."

While Audrey was listening intently to her father's words, her expression changed slightly at first, then disappeared, and until the end, no additional emotions showed up.

…

After a short conversation, Klein, who had gained the trust and respect of the people of Moon City, said goodbye to them. He took the animal skin lantern presented by the team members and walked alone into the gradually darkening east.

In their eyes, this messenger of God walked alone, just like the missionary in ancient classics who traveled across thousands of mountains and rivers to spread the glory of the God.

But where they can't see it, Hermes, who is standing next to Klein, has visited each of their spiritual islands to help them relieve mental stress, adjust their mentality, and treat their past mental illnesses and shadows. The entire hunting team felt physically and mentally relaxed after talking to the divine envoy, and naturally attributed the credit to the light and treatment just now.

Hermes smiled and waved to them, and followed Klein towards the east, towards the direction of Moon City.

After they completely disappeared from the sight of the exploration team, a flame suddenly rose in the night ahead. Medici, wearing more everyday clothes, walked out of the flames, looked at Klein, then at Hermes, and smiled. cried out:

"I've been waiting for a long time."

Red Angel's expression was very relaxed, and after witnessing everything just now, his evaluation of Klein became higher. At the same time, he was still a little worried about what Klein said to the Moon City team:

"Although I know you are trying to distinguish Amon from you, is it too early for you to tie yourself to the 'Lord of Mysteries' now?"

Klein also sighed and shrugged helplessly at Medici.

"I have no other choice, Your Highness Red Angel." The young and ancient "Fool" said, "As soon as I woke up, I found that I was inseparable from Origin Castle, Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun, what you call the Mysterious One. The Lord has chosen me, what can I do?”

"Even so, you shouldn't..."

Medici paused and his voice became a little deeper: "You are about to be promoted to Sequence 2. This is the watershed for you to become a complete mythical creature. During this time, you will increase your connection with the Lord of Mysteries, and even make up a second one. Honor your name, this is not a good thing no matter how you think about it.”

That being said...but what can be done? Klein resisted the urge to sigh:

"In my opinion, the name of the ancient sun god is completely consistent with the 'God' of our old era and the 'incarnation of the Chaos Sea' of this era. It can even be said to be completely consistent. So what does he have? Method? Has He successfully changed? Since He, who has continent-level believers and multiple angels, chooses the most extreme method, I have no other way to go."

"I have received your concern for me, but this is the price for gaining strength as quickly as possible."

Talking about the banquet of betrayal that year, not only Medici, but also Hermes's expression became sad for a moment. For the ancient angels who have lived from that era to the present, this is the most unforgettable sorrow.

"What will happen then? Will it speed up the loss of my humanity?"

"perhaps."

"Will it increase the chance of me losing control?"

Medici paused: "It depends on how you define out of control."

Klein gave a standard answer like an endorsement: "To lose control of the body is to be affected by the potion and turn into a monster, while to lose control mentally is to gradually become indifferent and ruthless, or to be affected too deeply by the potion. An 'anchor' is necessary to stabilize."

Medici nodded perfunctorily: "Do you think that the so-called physical loss of control means turning into an incomplete mythical creature form, and the mental loss of control means gradually becoming less like a human being? These are all inevitable brought about by power. It is also the standard of judgment for human beings. - Just like for me, the big snake, or some high-ranking beings you know, we are born mythical creatures, how can we say that we are out of control?"

"Let me tell you a story... You are a soothsayer. Have I told you about Antigonus?"

Klein nodded: "Yes, I have also been to the Hidden Land, seen the Kingdom of Night, and also seen the out-of-control Antigonus."

"As long as you know."

Medici and Hermes looked at each other, and the former took the initiative and said:

"Antigonus is a born mythical creature, an eight-legged demon wolf. In addition, he protects his followers, the Kingdom of the Night. There was no problem here, until one day, Antigonus Nus developed an extraordinary understanding and care for his followers, and his mental state and thoughts began to be close to that of a human being. Later, he even went to the Tudor Empire to form a big family."

"You said that a creature that was originally inhumane gradually became like a human after possessing an anchor. Is this a loss of control?"

Klein was stunned.

Yes, there are many races in this world. There are giants, elves and vampires that are similar to humans. There are dragons, wolves and phoenixes that are completely different from humans. And the "mythical creature forms" brought by magic potions are basically... It's a beast.

For humans, the "animal nature" of other races is a kind of pollution, so for these non-human creatures, what is "humanity"?

Once he shifted his perspective away from human identity, Klein suddenly felt that there were many new things in his mind.

"But you don't have to think so much."

When the conversation changed, Medici quickly drew Klein's attention back:

"What is the form of the mythical creatures of your diviners? Oh, it seems that the mythical creatures of your three paths are all bugs, so this is indeed a bit difficult to handle. Don't think that you are a bug."

"In the final analysis, the meaning of 'losing control' is that you have lost control of yourself and lost your understanding of yourself. But before you completely lose it, as long as you can still control yourself, then you are not out of control. Just like An Tigonus, although he was contaminated by human nature, he still did not crawl into the ant nest and lie with the ants, or think that he was an ant."

"He is still a demon wolf, but in the eyes of humans, he seems to be more kind and more able to understand humans."

Klein thought for a moment and suddenly felt that he understood something:

"Not all the gods are human. According to what you said, even if the gods are human, they will gradually become aware of other races because of the magic potion. In other words, the gods are also accepting some belonging to other races in this way. Human thoughts?”

Medici nodded: "This is the meaning of anchor."

"In addition to being stable, it can also make non-human creatures appear human out of thin air..." It turns out that "anchor" is not only the meaning that people are familiar with, but also has this effect... After solving all the problems, Klein Some dumbfounded.

Therefore, gods generally tend to let their own race believe in them, because the changes brought about by the mythical creature forms are troublesome enough, and adding the "humanity" of some other races is even more troublesome - but now humans have become the race with the largest base. , the gods had no choice.

The extraordinary world is so twisted and weird.

As long as you drink a bottle of magic potion, an ordinary person can immediately become an outstanding talent in a certain field. In the early stage, the price of the potion is too small, but in the middle and late stages, even the price of gaining strength turns into a gradual loss of self and gain. In comparison, it is still acceptable.

Of course, this also varies from person to person.

"So I disapprove of your behavior."

After an in-depth analysis of the role of "anchor", Medici brought the topic back to the beginning, to admonishing Klein:

"Your time as a human is still very short. Becoming a complete mythical creature is a spiritual baptism and change in itself. But...the premise of persuading you to change is that I have a plan. You have said it yourself, and I have no choice. There is no better way, I can only wish you good luck."

After saying that, Medici reached out and grabbed Klein's hand, taking away the cross that was held tightly by the latter.

"I'll give it to you when I get to Yuecheng."

Medici stopped talking about grand things like divinity, humanity, and anchors, and instead asked, "Are you planning to go directly to Moon City now?"

"...I have seen the gray mist seal that separates the Eastern Continent and the Western Continent from the Source Castle."

Klein thought for a while and told the two of them this secret that no one had ever known before - Hermes had already struggled to accept that "an ordinary person who woke up from the ancient era in the modern era was recognized by the source of matter as soon as he opened his eyes." After all, there are lessons learned from the ancient Sun God, but this also makes Hermes even more worried about Klein's future——

"Origin Castle seems to be made of that kind of gray mist."

"The Eastern Continent cannot communicate with the spirit world, and there is a seal of gray fog. This must be related to Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun, the Lord of Mysteries."

But before he finished speaking, Hermes seemed to suddenly realize something. He looked at Medici in shock, only to find that Medici was also looking at him. After the two communicated with their eyes for a moment, they realized the conspiracy at the same time.

No, it’s the conspiracy of the Lord of Mysteries!

Klein looked at this and then which, his eyes filled with confusion and desire for ancient historical knowledge.

"There is more than one source of matter, and they are all separated behind this seal."

Medici explained to Klein concisely: "In other words, if you want to communicate with the essence, you must open the seal, and you must have a Lord of Mysteries. But at the same time, it doesn't matter even if there is not one. Anyway, these will not The dead spirit will return sooner or later..."

Klein was stunned for a moment, then stopped talking.

He already understood something. He held the animal skin lantern and walked towards a certain place in the east. Although he had lost contact with Origin Castle, he could feel that a certain place that attracted him was there.

Time passed by, and Klein finally stopped.

It was already dark now, and with the help of lightning flashing across the sky, he saw a gray mist solidifying hundreds of meters away.

This mist is connected to the earth and spreads to the sky, as if there is no top.

At the same time, the fog extended to both sides, boundless.

He stared at the soundless gray mist, without any movement for dozens of seconds, as if the spot had turned into a statue.

Klein looked at it intently for a long time. Even though there was a dark partition in the middle, he kept slowly raising his head upwards. After the second lightning subsided, he withdrew his gaze.

Behind or in this fog, is the disappeared "Western Continent"?

The location of this fog is the Asian part of Eurasia, the location of my hometown?

Klein thought solemnly, and couldn't help but slow down his breathing.

He held the animal skin lantern and continued to move forward in the swaying light, until the dim candlelight could illuminate the solidified fog.

Without trying anything else, Klein's "seer" intuition told him that the gray mist was an invisible barrier that could not be passed through conventional methods.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a soft, broken sound coming from his body.

His "Ancient Scholar" potion was completely digested.

…

"Well, in this way, the lingua franca derived from the ancient phoenix and feathered snake clans that have lived together for many years has been deciphered. I will go back and ask the God of Death if my deciphering method is correct. If it is completely correct, you can consider contacting me. Qiguang will apply for a patent soon..."

In the ruins of an ancient city-state, a certain outside god who had not moved away for four days since he started studying archeology contentedly put away several piles of tall manuscripts around him, stood up and stretched.

Suddenly, his eyes glanced into the distance and noticed that there seemed to be a small fluctuation somewhere in the seal.

He suddenly froze, slapped his head, and immediately opened his legs and ran wildly.

Just as he stood up, from the corner of his eye, he noticed somewhere in the darkness that there seemed to be a figure slowly approaching there.

The Lord of Withering's feet suddenly turned sharply. He looked at the black figure, and his light green eyes seemed to suddenly turn into a giant web woven with countless threads. However, this scene only lasted less than a second, almost It was just a moment of distraction, and he returned to normal.

"The Secret Attendant?"

No, not the Secret Waiter.

"How is it possible for the Server of Mysteries to walk so arrogantly on the land of God's care? What is this?"

"What is a person who has completed the ritual but not become the Attendant of the Mysteries?"

He looked at the huge creature in the distance that should be running fast in surprise. Because the distance was too far, the opponent's high-speed movement seemed to him to be just a slow movement. But despite this, he still saw clearly the appearance of the other party - a giant wolf, a demon wolf that should have been extinct long ago, and the giant wolf was strangely covered with a strange thing. In his eyes, that thing was the real thing. The "Secret Waiter"!

"What is He carrying?"

"The breath of Source Castle!"

TBC

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Haha, I thought I was sweating because I was hot, but it turned out to be a low-grade fever. Beware of seasonal flu!