I loaded the gods module

Chapter 72 The Last Night's Watch

It was already getting dark.

The entire city of steam seems to be completely new under the washing of this autumn rain.

Although the dark clouds that replaced the haze still hung in the sky, the heavy clouds gradually faded away, beams of light fell from the gaps in the clouds, and the spire of the Violet Academy seemed to support the rising dawn.

"What a rare view..."

Dean opened the window of the office, and the cool wind rushed in, dispelling the old man's fatigue.

After the meeting with Principal Olivia last night, Dean didn't rest until the early morning.

After all, Violet Academy has just completed its annual internship. As the director of the "Steam Fundamental Applied Science" school district, Mentor Dean reviewed the internship report all night, and even put aside the daily experiments.

On the other hand, the news that Principal Olivia brought to the old man was so weird that Dean couldn't feel sleepy at all.

The deep-sea company that originated from the abyss...the ugliness of the Church of the Holy Light that was revealed...the crashed and broken airship...

Although Dean had already guessed the fact that the Holy Light Church in the capital of steam had been destroyed based on the headmistress' narration, the old man still couldn't make a definite conclusion.

The breeze rolled the newspapers on the old man's desk. The broken airship and the priest with the golden mask in the photo were so real.

The company that took over the airship, recruitment information, new contracts, salaries, compensation for casualties... The key words in the newspaper were all circled in red pen, and dense annotations and speculations filled the gaps in the newspaper.

Dean turned around. Even though he was tired all night reviewing the report, the old man's eyes were still so bright.

He returned to the desk and put away the newspaper full of notes. Immediately afterwards, Dean opened the bottom cabinet of the desk, and there was a thick notebook with a black cover lying quietly in it, spotless.

The old man was silent for a while, then he picked up the pen and opened a blank page of the notebook, the rustling sound of the paper and the pen echoed in the room filled with morning light.

"After collecting a lot of information, as well as my deduction and thinking, I concluded that there must be something wrong with the Church of the Holy Light..."

'Because the trainees had already learned about the church's evil deeds in their dreams, but after the trial was over, the church that personally led the practice did not make any response. '

"On the surface, the downfall of the Holy Light is not a bad thing. After all, the crimes committed by the vicious bishop are too serious. He was once an absolute predator of the city, and mortals are just toys and food to him... …his disappearance deserves celebration. '

"But I must not relax my vigilance against that unknown deep-sea company. All the mysterious students have become its employees. This is not good news..."

'I don't know where the powerful and terrifying bishop is now. The Church of the Holy Light has not responded, which means that the bishop has already lost the wind in the dispute with the Deep Sea Company and stayed away from this city. '

"I think this is enough to prove the horror of that deep-sea company. God knows what monster the church awakened in the abyss of dreams...'

"The power from the abyss has even spread to the present world, so I decided to explore the secrets of the Deep Sea Company myself..."

'I know better than anyone that doing so may bring unimaginable danger to myself, but someone has to find out the way forward. "

’ This is what the Guardian must always remember. '

'I've let go of my responsibilities for far too long...I can't run away any longer...'

"Olivia, if I don't come back, please take the key above the office door frame to open my bookcase, which contains all the knowledge I have summed up in my life..."

"Give them all to Daphne and Roy. Those two children are the hope I found. I sincerely hope that they can inherit the will of the guardian. Someone in this world must stand up against despair..."

'This is my only selfishness... Please, Olivia, you are my forever cherished student and that has never changed. '

The notebook was closed again, and Dean carefully placed it in the most prominent position in the center of the desk. The old man let out a long sigh of relief.

It has always been Dean's habit to make the worst possible in everything and leave information in advance to arrange things behind him.

This is also the habit of the 'Guardians'.

In this seemingly calm world, there is actually too much blood hidden in the invisible shadows. Almost all the guardians who once stood side by side with Dean died.

Died by the church, died in the abyss, died in the starry sky, died in madness, died in the betrayal of his companions, and died in the absurd past.

They and death may be separated by a thin sheet of letter paper and messages.

Dean has seen so many messages like this that even he himself has become accustomed to them.

After putting down the quill and cleaning the messy office habitually, the old man took off his dirty academic robes and changed into a white shirt, black jacket and trousers in a solemn style.

Dean stood in front of the mirror, tightened his unilateral glasses, and pushed back his silver-white hair. Coupled with his blade-like temperament, he had a special handsomeness and charm.

"Oh, yes... I remember that the recruitment of Shenhai Company still needs applicants... um... that word is called 'personal resume'..."

The old man recalled the recruitment information in the newspaper: "Applicants need to fully demonstrate their personal value, and the company will give priority to the entry of employees according to the detail of their resumes..."

"It's really strange requirements and rules."

Dean shook his head, he raised his hand, and the invisible gravitational force rippled away, and the paper prepared in advance flew from the table to the old man's hand.

"But since I have made a decision to ignore the danger, I should be more frank."

A smile formed on the corner of the old man's mouth, and a new handwriting was added to the resume.

Behind the flimsy phrase 'Senior Professor of Violet College', the quill danced to outline a secret that had been buried for decades.

——The mechanical creator who swore to protect the world, the last night watchman in the kingdom of Saffron.

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After the crashed steam airship went through repairs during this period of time, at least it didn't look so miserable on the outside.

The steam guide car stopped on the other side of the street, and Dean got out of the car without haste, and turned his scrutiny to the laborers who came in and out of the airship.

The old man was not in a hurry to get into the airship, but narrowed his eyes, habitually observing everything in front of him.

To Dean's surprise, he didn't see any numb and tired expressions on the faces of any workers. On the contrary, everyone looked very excited, as if repairing the airship was a very happy thing. .

A 'priest' with a golden mask is standing at the entrance of the airship.

At this moment, the old man frowned involuntarily.

Dean saw a black-clothed bard staggering out of the airship. He was clutching his stomach and leaning against the wall. His face was pale and frightening, and he looked weak and in pain...

So the priest standing outside the airship immediately dragged it back into the airship.

Dean unconsciously quickened his pace.

(End of this chapter)