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

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Medici suddenly fell silent mid-sentence, and Klein quickly turned his head, just in time to meet the eyes of the silver-haired child.

He was stunned: "Angel of Destiny!"

There was no warning, no giant ouroboros appeared out of thin air, and no messy situation as Klein imagined that Medici would lead the Silver City to attack the enemy. The "Angel of Destiny" just suddenly appeared in front of Klein and Medici. In front of you.

Ourolius seemed to notice Klein because of the voice, but did not look at him. He just tilted his head in the direction of Klein.

"Orochi, it's only been a year since the restart, why have you grown so big?"

Medici has already recalled the report given to him by the Aurora Society. The "Angel of the Holy Word" wandering in the land abandoned by the gods reported the approximate restart date and accurate birthday of Ourolos. He is not yet one year old. , but he looks like a child of six or seven years old.

One month is almost used as a year.

Klein subconsciously made a comparison with his own height - his height has increased a bit since becoming an "ancient scholar", and is now about 1.8 meters, half a head shorter than the Red Angel, while Uro opposite him Lucius was already close to his chest.

"Is this the height of someone who has inherited the blood of a giant..." Klein was speechless for a moment, remembering something that "The Sun" once said.

——The average height of those under 18 years old in Silver City is 1.8 meters.

Medici was a little surprised, but not that surprised. He had already guessed this development.

In the past third era, when "Angel of Destiny" was restarted, they would look for a devout couple, grow up slowly in a safe environment, and show superhuman piety and good luck at a young age. When you are in danger, you will also shorten the time you spend in your mother's womb, shorten the time you grow up, and become yourself as soon as possible. But now that the end is approaching, it would be too luxurious to continue to grow at a normal speed. Therefore, when Ourolius was only eight months old and could appear as a six or seven-year-old child, Medici was not overly surprised at all.

Klein didn’t know when Ourolius restarted. He only remembered that Will mentioned that some time before he found him, Ourolius, who was about to find him, suddenly restarted, and he also seized the opportunity to restart. , completely throwing off the pursuit of Ourolius.

It would not have been more than a year from then to now, so Klein couldn't help but look at Ourolius a few more times. However, it was not surprising that the mythical creature changed its growth state. After Klein was initially surprised, he quickly clam down.

Then he started thinking about how to keep Will's secret.

Will had helped him several times, and he would never do such a thing as selling out information.

Just as he was thinking, Medici had already walked up, came to Ourolius without anyone noticing, and opened his mouth and said:

"Orochi, why did you trick me into this?"

...Wait, are you just asking it directly? How about we start by asking about the situation of these people in Silver City! You are only in Sequence 1 now. If Ourolius throws a loop over, wouldn't we be trapped here until we die?

Klein's heart skipped a beat.

He still vividly remembered the incident where “Sun” Derrick and the Chief of Silver City were trapped by a mural, but now there is no Source Castle!

Ourolius didn't speak, and didn't even raise his head to look at the Red Angel - apart from the fact that the "Angel of Destiny" was always reticent to talk, He had just reached Medici's waist. If he raised his head to look at the Red Angel, his chin would You have to look up to the sky.

Ourolius didn't speak, and Klein didn't speak either, so Medici began to speak.

Medici moved his arms, wanting to pick up his old comrade who was now just over one meter tall, but he held back when he remembered that there was Klein here. He looked around and pointed at the solidified figure on their side. The small camp pointed to Silver City in the distance and asked:

"Are you in charge here?"

"Where is the Angel of the Holy Word? Doesn't he tour the Eastern Continent?"

"What's it like in this city? Have you been attacked by the Ammon boys? How many people are still alive who haven't been parasitized?"

He asked questions one after another, and after asking them, he looked directly at Ourolius, waiting for his answer - the 1.9-meter war angel lowered his head and looked down at a child over 1 meter tall. The two angels were standing in front of him. The image of the person forcefully asked for accountability as if he was bullying a child.

Ourolius still didn't speak, but this time he seemed to be thinking. After a moment, he spoke slowly:

"I didn't let Him get close."

Medici said in surprise: "Isn't this the voice of a child? Why did you use an adult's voice when you talked to me in the dream before? Orochi, our relationship is so good, I can't see that you are still in front of me now. I’m quite reserved, is it because I’ve been dead for so long?”

Hearing these words, Klein almost had the urge to cover his ears—whose old friend would mention his own death without saying a few words when meeting him? ——He looked at the fair and expressionless little face of Urolius, and suspected that the reason why the "Angel of Destiny" didn't like to talk was not only because he really didn't like to talk and to prevent his fate from being revealed, but also because his old friend would always... Say something that no one can answer.

But Ourolius's answer is also very interesting. If he understood it correctly, this sentence answered three questions at the same time.

Second, this "Angel of the Holy Word" came before, but was driven away by Ouroleus.

Third, the reason for driving them away is probably that they were indeed attacked by Amon, and a sequence of two is of no use.

From this, it can be deduced that the only reliable combat power in Silver City now is Ourolius. Rounding it off, it is He who is protecting the city.

Klein was a little strange. Ourolius probably protected the people of Silver City for the sake of the True Creator, but if he was still on the side of the True Creator and had good intentions towards him, why would he deceive himself into it again? ?

Is it because of Will?

…But no matter what, we can’t get Will’s information from him? Will's ability to hide and escape must be as good as Pales Zoroastrian's. If he really brought him fatal danger, he would probably leave as soon as he entered the Forsaken Land. .

Klein couldn't figure out the joints for a moment.

"Really..." Medici nodded, but he still couldn't hold it back. He lifted Ourolius up into the air by his back collar and looked at him, "I'm too tired to talk to you with my head down. , Orochi, besides that, are you hiding something else?"

Ourolius stared into His eyes, with the expression Medici was most familiar with.

The most familiar look, the one I have seen countless times, the look that I have never forgotten even after I have been dead for thousands of years.

"...Tsk, okay, I know you saw something extraordinary from destiny again, you can't tell me, right." Medici was helpless with this look, "Angel of Destiny" didn't say anything, he He had to change the topic, "Won't you let us go into the city to have a look?"

Ourolius narrowed his eyes, looked at Klein, then at Medici, and then nodded.

"gone."

Medici put Ourolius on the ground and waved to Klein.

The latter, who didn't say a word the whole time, immediately followed and entered the Silver City that he had longed for with the two angels.

…

Sunia Island, edge of virgin forest.

Alger Wilson stood on a thin branch, looking at the port not far away and the blue sky there.

The wind swirled around him, but it did not spread and affect the trees nearby.

God's messenger Daniz was leading a group of people in the forest behind him to cut down trees, collect canes and fruits, and go back to say a mass for the newly converted Poseidon believers here and repair their dilapidated houses, while he stood on the high ground. , staring at the distant coastline in trance.

"Mr. Fool has not given us any revelations for a long time, and the mark on my hand has not shown any abnormalities... This shows that His previous state was indeed a bit abnormal."

"Don't pray, don't pray..."

"Where did he go? Has he fallen into a deep sleep? No, in many myths, after the gods fell into a deep sleep or left the earth, believers are more needed to preach and use prayer and piety to awaken the gods and bring them back. It should be This is not the case…”

"Is it an enemy? Mr. Fool has also encountered his own enemies. Are you worried that our prayers will be stolen by the enemies?"

"If that's the case, this is protecting us, but we don't know when the gods will answer our prayers again."

“No, do not tempt God, do not speculate on God.”

God has no obligation to answer their prayers. God can take a fancy to them today, grab them and hold a Tarot meeting together, watch these little humans play house in front of them to please themselves, and then hold a meeting tomorrow when they encounter an enemy. If you cancel, there is no need to hold this meeting if you are in a bad mood the day after tomorrow. If you want to hold it again one day, you don’t have to gather them together again. You can just find someone else.

"Don't be lazy! Hurry up! I was hoping to go back for dinner!"

The voice of the divine messenger Daniz came from the forest, along with the sounds of other people cutting down trees and pruning branches.

As his thoughts were spinning, Alger lowered his head and did not recite the honorable name of "The Fool". He just said piously:

"Thank you for your kindness and tolerance."

After thinking and reading, Alger jumped down from the branch and fell to the ground surrounded by the wind. After ten minutes of fishing, he felt that as the "Pope" of this still embryonic "Church", it was natural that he should help the group of people who were cutting down trees and collecting wood.

After collecting the supplies and secretly preaching to the people here, they have to return to the Rhoside Islands and Bayam as soon as possible. The rebel believers are still waiting for them to go back and pray!

"Now, there are probably several thousand followers of Poseidon, right?" Alger thought carefully.

Believers often told about Poseidon's previous responses and various miracles, but during this period there was nothing - that was natural. After all, the "fool" no longer responded, and Poseidon naturally fell silent. However, people's enthusiasm did not disappear because of this. On the contrary, more pirates and fishermen who made a living at sea began to regard Poseidon as their second belief.

Alger felt that he had done a good job in slowly expanding this small organization without offending the God of Thunder.

…

"By the way, my 'Poseidon's Scepter' is in the round tower of Silver City. 'The Sun' told me the location of the sealing room and the sealing method. If I retrieve the 'Poseidon's Scepter', I will have more The power... However, the inland of the Eastern Continent is too far away from the Sunia Sea. I will definitely not be able to hear the prayers of the 'Poseidon' believers during this period. I don't know what happened to Mr. 'The Hanged Man'. .”

Klein was thinking as he followed Medici into Silver City, still thinking about "Poseidon" in his mind.

He made up his mind to visit Mr. "The Hanged Man" at sea first after leaving the Land Abandoned by God. This member was the most suspicious and extremely insecure. During the time when "The Fool" disappeared, he tossed and turned countless times.

As soon as he entered Silver City, his eyes suddenly widened.

He saw that the entire city was at a standstill just like the small camp he saw outside!

Everyone, everyone on the street and in the house, regardless of gender, old or young, were all frozen at a certain moment. There was no panic, no fear, no unnatural emotions on their faces, just like it was just a normal day. Everyone walked away. On the way, suddenly everyone was pressed by the "Angel of Destiny" to pause.

Klein looked left and right, but did not see Derrick among them, and his heart suddenly became more uneasy.

"What the hell is going on here?"

Medici helped him to clarify his doubts.

Ourolius replied calmly: "Amon."

"I gave hints to the people in Silver City, but they didn't notice. Later, I gave blessings to the strongest man in Silver City, helping him to be promoted to Sequence Three, break away from Amon's parasitism, and have basic self-preservation ability, and then Then think of ways to save other people.”

"He fought against Amon, but because of his lack of ability, he allowed Amon to parasitize three-fifths of the city, and he was preparing to gather the power of the clones in the city to reach Sequence Two, and let the will of the main body descend to destroy me and the entire city. Erase them all.”

"I paused this city, temporarily stopping everyone's life cycle, and their destiny stopped on that day."

"You talked so much?"

Medici showed a surprised look. It was also the first time for Klein to see this taciturn angel speak so many words at once. He looked at the sculptures all over the city, was quiet for a moment, and couldn't help but ask:

"Everyone?"

"Everyone." Ourolius answered him, "Including your angel."

Derrick... Derrick was indeed parasitized too! Klein had already had a premonition, but when he heard these words, the anger and sadness in his heart still burst out. He wanted to be like Medici before, kicking Amon into the ground and stepping on him a few times. foot!

"Is it deep parasitism?" Klein asked with the last bit of luck.

Ourolius's tone remained calm, as calm as fate itself:

"Amon has never parasitized pagans on a superficial level."

TBC

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Good night!