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

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"The Ernst Foundation?"

Edward thought for a moment: "I'm not familiar with it. I haven't paid attention to it. What I can know is about the same as the information you can find. There is also some hidden knowledge, which is probably not accessible to you now."

"Is this foundation related to the hidden existence?"

"Yes. A charity organization that has been established for two hundred years, there will be some hidden help behind it no matter what..." Edward squinted his eyes and watched Amon emerge from the table on Klein's side and then fly under the table. When he got to his side, he stuffed a wallet into his hand.

Out of politeness, Edward did not pinch the wallet to test its thickness. Instead, he pretended that nothing happened and placed it on the chair next to him. He then flicked Amon's head, and flicked the pointed hat away along with Amon. go out.

He organized the language and then answered: "If it is other news, I can tell you some... For example, their purpose is to break through the southern wall and never look back, and the corporate culture is to demolish the east wall to pay for the west wall and to be impoverished. "

Klein unconsciously felt a sense of sympathy. Then he thought of Maria's payment of one thousand pounds for hiring him, which was a huge amount of money anywhere. At least the person in charge is not wearing patched clothes, especially a young woman... The foundation is so short of money, but it spends such a large sum of money to ask people to help rescue people from Kapin. Klein becomes more and more worried I couldn't see through the thoughts of these people, I just felt my heart was heavy, and the words turned into silent silence when they reached my lips.

"They do not accept any form of capital injection or investment, only fixed noble donations and material assistance."

"This is the reason why they are all poor. If you ask this, you should have met Maria. The leader of the foundation has done his best to keep the organization running, and the rest can only rely on the people in charge to do their best. For example, Maria Leah grew up in the East End, is good at maneuvering, and is smart and ruthless."

In this era, the church and the state have the power to suppress almost everything, not to mention the gods who are high in the sky and are indestructible.

All people can do is march and demonstrate, and at most they can use the threat of the evil god to fight for better treatment for themselves... Klein is a little confused. As a time traveler, he can see these things. Couldn’t the locals like the Foundation see it? If they could, why didn’t they choose to assist the church... Huh? Mr. Edward didn’t say which god or gods they were under, could he?

Klein couldn't help but ask: "What gods does the Foundation believe in?"

Edward took a bite of the sweet cake, eating half of it himself and letting Amon take the other half. By the way, he helped Amon put on the hat he had picked up. After finishing organizing his words, he slowly spoke: "Wherever they are, they believe in whichever god they are."

"?"

"That is to say, they actually don't believe in anyone and have a relatively flexible belief policy." Edward said, "They believe in themselves and their abilities. They believe that their own hands can shape a better future. They believe that hard work can lead to a better future." Come change.”

"Wait a minute, so the Ernst Foundation is actually considered a secret organization, right?"

Klein felt something was wrong: "Other emerging secret organizations within the past three hundred years, such as the Aurora Society, the Rose School, the Spiritual Order, etc., all operate in secret and only spread in the extraordinary world. Why is the Ernst Foundation doing so with so much fanfare? Appearing in front of ordinary people? Aren’t they afraid of the church?”

"Because they help the poor and stabilize the bottom of society. Despair and evil breed in places where God cannot see or is too lazy to look. They like to do charity and become environmental improvers in garbage dumps."

Edward fed Amon the last shrimp dumpling and told him that you have already eaten three plates and you are not allowed to eat any more. Then he said in a matter-of-fact tone: "Although it is a secret organization, the church's policies are also different. The Ernst Foundation has maintained social stability to a certain extent and stabilized the people at the bottom who are beyond the control of the Seven Gods. Of course the church is willing to share some living space."

“Will the church contribute to the foundation?”

"Yes, but only to one point. After all, I have my own interests."

"Is that so..." Klein felt a little better and decided to donate more money to the foundation in the future. Then he asked what he wanted to know most, "I'm curious. Almost all hidden existences have their own organizations, but the Foundation doesn't seem to have one. Could it be that the hidden existence behind them is the "True Creator"?"

"..."

Amon stopped searching for food on the table, quietly jumped back to Edward's hand, poked his head out from behind his sleeves, and stared at Klein. Edward thought for two seconds and asked casually, pretending to be casual: "Why did you suddenly think of this? How did you think of it?"

"I heard from people in the extraordinary circle that someone saw Mr. A from the Aurora Society on the night of the explosion at Caping's mansion."

Klein answered rationally and modified the facts: "And I heard that Maria in the East District has been looking for someone who can help her infiltrate the Kapin mansion, and I have also received an invitation."

"Oh." Edward responded calmly, stirring the sugar water in his hand with a spoon, turning the ingredients into a strange vortex, "But what does this have to do with you thinking that there is a real creator behind them?"

"After all, the Ernst Foundation is a long-established charity organization recognized by the world as trustworthy, and the True Creator is an ancient evil god who can make people lose control and go crazy just by listening to His words. They should not be connected at all."

"That's right... Haha, this is just my guess."

This is also the part that puzzles Klein the most, but the undercurrent in the East District has nothing to do with him. What's more, every time Detective Sherlock goes to the East District, it is justified and aboveboard, and there is nothing questionable about it. . What's more, if the evil cults and gangs fight fiercely, the Orthodox Church will take care of it, and order will not collapse.

"Perhaps you heard something. Rumors and unreasonable speculations always spread very quickly these days."

Edward gave him the answer calmly and skipped the topic: "I know you detectives will have a confidentiality agreement, so I won't ask you about Maria's commission. But I'm still a little curious about what kind of things she commissioned. ?After all, I remember that she should be a mid-level Extraordinary, and she can walk sideways in the East District. And she also has subordinates herself, so she shouldn't ask people who are unfamiliar with the East District to help."

"I was also very curious at first, but later I found out that it was a commission to investigate the Cappin Mansion, so strangers were required to do it."

Klein did not answer in detail. He did not want to expose his secrets. The gray mist must be a high-status item for fortune-tellers, and fellow Angel is also a high-status item. If he had any thoughts, he would not be able to resist at all. It is necessary to be more careful at this time. At worst, I will confess later: "I just helped her observe Kaping's mansion. It was not too difficult. I heard that Kaping's villa exploded. It’s really complicated when it involves foreign espionage cases.”

Edward looked at him.

The "Joker" sequence makes it impossible for him to tell whether Klein is telling the truth from his face, and he cannot use the soul of the "Judge" path to say "Lying is prohibited here!" or be an "unable to lie" at this time. Transactions and the like. But He doesn’t need these, because He is fully aware of all the causes, processes and results, and already has the answer in his heart.

"That's right," He said.

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"There is no doubt that the spirit body of the "Black Emperor Card" is Klein Moretti, and he has almost admitted it himself. "

"Then the only question now is: when I saw him live, he showed great dignity and great strength. I remember what Russell thought when he designed the "Card of Blasphemy", It just spreads the way of God secretly, so there should be no effect that can strengthen the power of the spirit body. This is not in line with the secret purpose. "

"And the person, oh, is no less than me, this demonic me."

"What has given him extra power and status? Could it be that the goddess of the night pays so much attention to him and responds to her call at any time?"

"If not..."

"...Could it be that "Origin Castle" has an owner now? "

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The boundless gray fog pervades the feet as always, and the long bronze table in front of him is mottled with rusty green but does not show any signs of decay.

Derrick "The Sun"'s slightly rapid heartbeat finally calmed down, and his anxious mood also eased. Before that, he was like a beast trapped indoors, pacing back and forth in the room slightly anxiously. He felt that the "Chief" did not pay enough attention to his report, and he was worried that those members of the exploration team who were not aware of the influence of the "Fallen Creator" would react to this city that had been in darkness for 2,582 years after they were released from isolation. causing devastating damage to the city.

In this situation, he desperately wanted advice.

Get the opinions of Mr. "The Hanged Man" and Ms. "Justice" who know the "Fallen Creator" quite well.

This was the tarot gathering he was most looking forward to.

Sitting opposite were Miss "Justice" and Miss "Magician", and what came to his ears was the familiar, brisk greeting:

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool~"

"good afternoon……"

Klein, shrouded in gray mist, nodded gently, seemingly responding to the greetings of Miss Justice and other members leisurely, but in fact he was busy manipulating the "world" to make him behave like a real person.

After accompanying reporter Mike to interview yesterday, it was already dinner time. Mr. Edward, who had an appointment with him, came to visit him. The two had a good meal and chatted happily. The taste of food from his hometown made him feel sour and happy.

After eating and drinking, he didn't go out again for the next time, or study the "Book of Secrets", or prepare food by himself, which relieved a lot of the heavy emotions that always arose every time he went to the East District. Unconsciously, as afternoon came, he turned his mind to the tarot party.

After saying hello, "Justice" Audrey endured her curiosity and excitement, and did not rush to ask what the truth behind the Kapin incident was. She received news that a high-level extraordinary battle broke out in Kapin's mansion, so Naturally, I don’t believe the so-called spy rhetoric.

Audrey looked around and observed the status of other members. As a "mind reader", she quickly discovered some anomalies:

Hey, "Sun" is very anxious. Something unexpected happened to the former captain of the exploration team? Did he meet Amon?

Mr. "The Hanged Man" is in a good mood. His potion has been digested... He seems to be expecting something...

Forsi was in a state of curiosity but didn't dare to ask... Mr. "World" still looked gloomy and reserved. It was difficult to read his current thoughts. He was really the nemesis of the "audience" route...

"The Hanged Man" Alger turned his head and looked upwards, and said humbly: "Dear Mr. Fool, I have collected three new pages of Russell's diary."

Diary? Russell's diary? "Magician" Forsi's ears suddenly pricked up.

Klein responded with a smile: "What do you want to exchange them for?"

Glancing at the card covered in Mr. Fool's hand, Alger "The Hanged Man" suppressed his enthusiasm and said:

"I wonder what that card next to you is."

I know this... "Justice" Audrey turned her eyes half-way, raised her chin slightly, and happily cast her gaze diagonally forward, towards a stone pillar supporting the dome. She quickly withdrew her gaze, ready to appreciate Mr. "The Hanged Man"'s reaction after hearing the answer.

"The Hanged Man"'s request was somewhat beyond Klein's expectations, but it was the easiest to complete, so he chuckled: "Okay."

"Do you want everyone to hear it, or just yourself?"

"The Hanged Man" Alger replied without hesitation: "Only you know." He did not have the spirit of selfless dedication.

Klein smiled and blocked the senses of the other members, which made Miss Justice very aggrieved. She was waiting to see Mr. "The Hanged Man"'s stunned and shocked expression, as if he had done something remarkable, although I won’t take the initiative to publicize it, but I’m looking forward to others’ reactions when they find out.

But now, the abominable "Hanged Man" has deprived me of this happiness! Audrey muttered in her heart.

Fortunately, her senses recovered after a moment, and "Justice" Audrey immediately cast her sights on "The Hanged Man", and through the blurry image, she could vaguely "read" the other person's remaining feelings of shock, joy, and longing.

That's it... Audrey was extremely satisfied.

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"On March 15th, I was indeed the protagonist. With only some archaeological clues and folklore rumors, I found a ghost ship left behind by the Solomon Empire, the ancient Black Throne, near the Oradec Islands on the edge of the Misty Sea. '! It's so cool!"

"The treasures of Solomon's empire will belong to me!"

………

"Actually, I'm not just looking for the treasure. I also want to verify a problem. From the sun, to the red moon, from the movement of the stars in the sky, to the alternation of spring, summer, autumn and winter, various signs and different data prove that where I am This world should be a planet. In this case, it should not only have the northern and southern continents. It can be inferred from various data that the combined area of ​​the northern and southern continents is less than 10% of the planet. Could it be that the other places are just oceans and only islands? ?”

"The North Continent is bounded by the Sea of ​​Mist to the west and the Sea of ​​Sunia to the east. I suspect that there are other continents at the end of these two oceans, just like the Southern Continent is at the end of the Raging Sea. Maybe I can discover a brand new one. Continent, Western Continent!”

"Let's go, great navigator Russell, Columbus, Magellan and Gustav, to verify your conjecture!"

This diary page seemed to be connected with the page he had read before, with at most one or two other diaries in between.

Therefore, Klein is roughly certain that Russell got lost during this voyage and found a primitive island outside the safe channel. There were many extraordinary creatures on it. In the process, he also used the "Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse" The jokes about "One Piece" made fun of Green, Edwards and others who followed him out to sea.

Speaking of which, the view that this world is a planet is now widely accepted and confirmed by astronomy...

"There really is a Western Continent!" However, even in the Fourth Age, the Western Continent was only a rumor. It was said to be the hometown of the elves and involved the ancient god named Sunia Solem. "

"In short, there may be a Western Continent at the end of the Sea of ​​Mists, the hometown of elves. What about the end of the Sunia Sea? Is there really an Eastern Continent? What fragments of mythology is it hidden in? Could it be an illusory god? Abandoned place'?"

"Keep going, Russell, you are about to reach your destination!"

………………

"On April 20, there are various signs that we are about to arrive at a land that is not an island! What is the benefit of getting lost? Will I discover the so-called Western Continent?"

"On April 21, I saw the abyss."

The diary came to an abrupt end.

TBC

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Something unexpected happened. There was a bug in the system for authors to submit papers, and my paper disappeared.

Ah - he is warm -