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

349

Temperance angel? Why did He suddenly appear in Backlund? Obviously, I have always communicated with His Highness through messenger...

Amon was confused, but felt that this matter had nothing to do with him, so he continued to eat the crepe with concentration.

"Give me a cup of hot cocoa, please!" he shouted to the clerk.

Soon, the clerk placed the hot cocoa that had been prepared on his small round table, and Amon also paid two pennies.

The fireplace in the cake shop is burning brightly, and a thin layer of glass blocks the cold outside, making the room as warm as spring.

Amon's seat was right next to the fireplace. He felt warm on his back, and his palms holding the hot cocoa were also warm, which was very comfortable.

Where do I go next?

He took out the Loen Kingdom travel brochure from his pocket, turned to the folded page of the simple map, opened it, and started planning the route.

Among the clones of "Angel of Time" Amon, Sequence 4 is the largest group, scattered in various cities in various countries, including many in the Southern Continent and the Land Abandoned by the Gods. There are only about one tenth of Sequence 3. Finding them is like looking for a needle in a haystack, while Sequence 2 is even rarer and controlled by the main body. The Sequence 3 avatar he found has just changed to a new identity, and is expected to live in East Chester County for a long time. This was specially selected.

The destination was Stowne, a large city in East Chestershire, and the target was Stowne's municipal librarian.

East Chester County is in the northeast of Backlund, separated by a mountain range. The best way to travel is by civilian airship. But that was too expensive, and in Loen it was an advanced technology that only the nobles, intellectuals, and church leaders could enjoy. Taking a steam train is the best way, but because of the mountains, if you start from Backlund, the steam train needs to go around the mountains, doubling the journey time.

The steam train takes two days and one night... First of all, I will choose a second-class seat or above. Secondly, for a long trip, I will definitely choose a first-class seat with a private room and bed.

Of course, the problem is not this, but the driving noise of the steam train. Even for first-class seats, the quality is hard to compliment...

Amon took a sip of hot cocoa, smacked his lips, and began to think of a second plan:

Not by land.

There are still many rivers in the area east of Loen. For example, the inland rivers of the Tasok River directly merge into the ocean.

Arrive at Pulitzer Harbor first, then take a passenger ferry north along the coastline of Roon. You will soon arrive at Enmatt Harbor in East Chester County, and smoothly enter the city along the river. This option is much better than taking the steam train, and the total cost of a second-class ticket is only 11 pounds.

Moreover, this was a domestic transfer, and there were cheaper and more affordable 9 and a half pound tickets available at the port. Amon made a decision immediately.

But before leaving Backlund, Amon had one more thing to do.

That is to go to the Faye Manor on the outskirts of Backlund, where the Aurora Society is based, to "say goodbye" to Medici and the true Creator.

Yes, farewell.

When humans are about to be away from their homes and relatives for a long time, they will say goodbye solemnly, sometimes accompanied by some banquets to exchange feelings.

Amon didn't feel that he needed to have a farewell meal at the Aurora Society, but he thought it was necessary to say goodbye to everyone to feel humanity, although he didn't understand what this behavior meant to "Amon who can be seen everywhere" necessity. It's like playing house, you know what you want to do, but you don't know why you want to do it, and you don't know what the meaning of doing it is.

Medici will definitely laugh at me. He thought with an expressionless face, no, He will laugh at me no matter what I do, angel-level provocateurs are really annoying.

A cup of hot cocoa will warm your limbs and bones.

Amon ate the last bite of the crepe, wiped his hands and mouth, stood up and left the cake room.

350

Richard Ernst went to the dockworkers' guild and knocked on the door.

After a while, an older man came to open the door. He was short in stature, with a stooped back and deep dents on his rough, broad hands. He looked like he was an old fisherman.

The old man raised his head with difficulty, and when he saw the tall Richard, he was stunned for a moment, and then asked with some fear:

"You...who are you looking for?"

Richard took two steps back and retreated to the bottom of the steps so that the old man wouldn't have to keep his head raised: "I'm looking for Miss Maria."

"Miss Maria is not here," the old man said warily.

"Then do you know where she is?"

"I don't know. There is no one here. You can look elsewhere." After saying that, the old man closed the door hard.

Richard was not angry, but understood something. He changed direction and headed to other Ernst Foundation-affiliated institutions in the East District.

The afternoon sun was pale and cold. He walked among the crowd. With his height and strong body, the Fusac mixed-race man looked like a bear standing among the huddled pedestrians in the East District. There was a vicious dog on the street that wanted to hurt people. The angel cast a transformation curse and turned the vicious dog into a patched doll, which fell into the arms of the little girl who was wiping her tears by the wall. A child, thinking he was hidden, put his hand into His pocket and touched the coin. When he took it out, it turned into a small flower with a bang. Several washerwomen were fighting over the large buckets of dirty clothes and curtain sheets brought by the rich family's servants. A very old middle-aged man stood on the street corner, holding a newspaper, observing Him covertly.

Richard turned his head and smiled at him. The middle-aged man froze immediately, forced a smile, and then quickly covered himself with the newspaper.

He didn't even pretend, he wasn't from MI9... Richard didn't take it seriously and moved on.

Soon, He arrived at the newly expanded processing plant reported by Maria. The workers were busy inside, and several boxes of packed goods were piled at the door. In the spiritual vision, a blond worker in the factory showed a calm blue color and the spiritual brilliance of an extraordinary person. At the same time, the doormen and security guards of this processing plant were all dead people without any spiritual brilliance.

But these dead people are patrolling around like living people, sitting or standing, engaging in occult practices with the Extraordinary Male.

Living corpse? He is an extraordinary person of the prisoner path, with blond hair, brown eyes, height of 1.74 meters, Southern Continent origin...a defector from the temperance camp of the year before last, Gavin Lid? Are you actually still working at Maria's place... Working four jobs by yourself, how much salary do you get?

The living corpses looked around vigilantly, and all of them were good and competent security guards.

Richard left the processing plant before the zombies noticed him.

Across two streets and in another block, Richard came to Maria's charity school.

He immediately saw the blue-haired Extraordinary sitting in the guard room. Judging from the spiritual color, he was a "Navigator" who had almost finished digesting the potion. He was mentally stable and in a normal state.

The navigator also saw Him, and his expression immediately became serious: "Who are you? During class, no one is allowed to enter!"

Richard smiled: "Isn't the previous doorman a veteran? Where did that old gentleman go?"

"He is old, so we gave him a pension to go back and take care of himself."

The navigator still stared at Richard closely. He did not feel any danger from this man, but he still did not let go.

Seeing that the navigator was so serious, Richard felt very relieved: "I'm coming to find Maria."

"Maria? Miss Maria is not here."

"Really. But she was the one who called me back." Richard shrugged, "Maria always likes to bluff, putting herself in a weak position, luring the enemy deep, and then looking for opportunities to counterattack. This kind of strategy will not last long. , she’s obviously already at Sequence 5, isn’t she?”

Hearing the person in front of him pointing directly at Maria, the navigator's face immediately darkened:

"Sir, I don't know what you are talking about, but you'd better not..." At this point, the Storm Path Extraordinary, who always spoke faster than his brain, finally recalled the first sentence, "What? Were you called back by Miss Maria? Well, you, what the hell...do you have any proof? For example, a letter or something?"

It was Maria who called me back by chanting my honorable name for three consecutive days... Richard smiled and took out an open letter from his pocket beforehand: "Yes."

The navigator carefully took the envelope, checked the address and sender's name, then took out the letter and examined it. He took out the letter paper, read two lines, and nodded to confirm: "It is indeed Miss Maria's handwriting."

He was about to continue asking when he suddenly heard a rush of footsteps and saw Maria, disguised in disguise, striding out of the teaching building and quickly approaching the guard booth.

"Sean, didn't I tell you before that if a 'tall, gray-haired' gentleman comes to visit, you should notify me immediately?" Maria pulled down her sunglasses, glared at the navigator, and then looked at Li Cha, his voice became much lower, "Please go this way."

The navigator was stunned: "Isn't that what you said to Gavin and the others?"

"You were also there."

"this……"

Richard calmly smoothed things over: "No, it doesn't matter. This gentleman has a strong sense of responsibility, is responsible, and is trustworthy."

Sean's eyes widened, he scratched his head in embarrassment, and watched Miss Maria and this strange young man quickly walk towards the teaching building.

"Huh? Why didn't you take the letter away..."

Adhering to the moral standard of not peeking into other people's privacy, Sean put the letter back, folded his mouth, and pressed it on the table.

Then, he noticed the recipient's name written in small letters in the corner:

Sistine Ernst.

"Ernst? This is not our foundation... Huh? Huh? This name? Isn't this name the new name of the leader that Miss Maria specially told us in private before?"

"Just now, that was... the leader??"

I witnessed an angel and turned Him away? Is this angel still the leader we have admired since childhood?

Boom! A thunder and lightning flashed across his mind, and Sean entered a state of being struck by lightning, unable to think normally for a long time.

…

A few minutes later, there was an empty classroom.

Richard found a seat and sat down, put his handbag on the table next to him, and asked straight to the point:

"What happened in the East End?"

Maria took off her sunglasses and frowned: "I only know that a very dangerous thing will happen. Admissor suddenly sensed the danger before and was seriously injured mentally. Now he is still sluggish and can no longer Intervene in relevant incidents.”

"Exactly what would have happened, I have no way of knowing. But his last words were 'They're all dead.'"

Richard was silent for two seconds and asked: "So, what is your current emergency plan?"

"I saw that you have arranged for Extraordinaries in every subsidiary organization. I asked around along the way and found that many older employees have been given vacations or dismissed with pay. You hope to use this method to protect their safety. "

"I noticed on the way here that there was less traffic, and you encouraged some employees not to go out unless necessary."

Maria nodded slowly.

"At the same time, you also spread the news that you have recently encountered difficulties and are inconvenient to come forward, hoping to use this to reveal the hidden dangers."

"right."

Richard thought for a while: "Is that the child of Destiny Path, Admissor? Who did he say will die?"

"He suddenly went to the street and said to the passers-by, 'They are all dead.'" Maria answered truthfully.

"Not all pedestrians are connected. An indiscriminate attack? Or a massacre?" Or population cleansing? Richard rubbed his chin, thinking about what might have happened.

This is Backlund, the capital of Loen. It should be impossible for terrorists to carry out a large-scale attack... Are the people affected by the disaster just that street, or are there more? It’s not easy to continue asking. The more information we know, the faster Admissor will die... Maybe the prophets can also discover the danger that can be felt in the path of destiny. Go back and ask Pereas , but he is in Lomborg, and his honorable name cannot be echoed globally...

Richard asked again: "Has Admissor been in a similar situation before? Can you tell how long it will take for his induction to take effect?"

Maria immediately replied: "Yes, there is another time for reference before, it was Tingen."

Tingen. Richard seemed to understand something. He nodded and motioned for Maria to continue.

"According to the report of the person in charge of Tingen, Admissor also showed abnormalities from July to September this year. It was predicted that there would be a huge disaster, and the entire Tingen would be submerged in a sea of ​​blood."

"The prophecy was finally presented in the form of 'the arrival of the true Creator God'. Although there were heavy casualties, it was still very different from Admisor's prophecy. In other words, this can be rescued and prevented and losses reduced."

"July to September..." Richard said, "If I remember correctly, the coming of God happened in early September."

"In other words, Admisor's prophecy may span about two months."

Maria paused, looking troubled: "Yes."

"It's because of my lack of ability. I know that I can't deal with disasters at the level of the evil god, so I tried to invite you, leader, to come back."

Richard laughed, He stood up and patted Maria on the shoulder nonchalantly:

"No, you did the right thing. All your measures were correct. The only problem is that you don't know when the disaster will happen. If it really happens two months later, with your current emergency measures, it may not even happen." I can’t sustain it for a month.”

Although Richard said it in a joking tone, Maria couldn't help but feel heavy when she thought about the rapidly dwindling funds.

"Okay, don't worry too much."

The Temperance Angel comforted his subordinates: "I will be staying in Backlund during this period. I will try my best to help you troubleshoot some possible hidden dangers and rectify the security environment in the East District. It seems that I will celebrate the New Year in Backlund this year."

Maria showed a smile: "I feel very honored that you are willing to stay here."

"Let me take you to see the school and the children."

351

Ever since watching "Heart of the Machine" and exploring Amon's Tomb, Klein has been waiting to share the spoils.

It wasn't until after dinner that Carlson, a member of "Mechanical Heart", rang the doorbell of his house.

Without asking any questions, Klein followed the other party all the way to the Lever Church near the West Balam Dockyard and entered the three-story house next door to that building.

The sign here is:

"Backlund Mechanical Research Society".

Great academics... Klein suddenly thought of the Blackthorn Security Company and smiled with a smile.

Under Carlson's guidance, he passed through some strange devices and found himself in a windowless room.

There are many highly spiritual objects placed on the long table in the room, including the properties of human skin shadows and the "ghost picture frame" covered with black cloth, but they do not have the properties left behind by extraordinary people after their death.

Obviously, the higher-ups of the "Heart of Machinery" don't want me to know the law of immortality and conservation of extraordinary characteristics... Klein is not surprised.

"You can pick one." Ikanser, who was not wearing a hat, pointed to the long table.

Klein observed "carefully" several times, sighed and said:

“There’s nothing I want.

"How much would I get if I converted it into gold pounds?"

He has already made up his mind not to obtain the human skin shadow properties from the "Machine Heart".

Although this could be explained by the need to make certain magical items or try unique ritual magic, there is still a possibility of exposing his own sequence. Klein does not want to take this risk when a better choice appears.

Therefore, he plans to just take money!

And this can not only help him collect the 2,500 pounds demanded by the Psychological Alchemy Society, but also effectively dispel the alertness of the "Machine Heart".

Ikonser was obviously relieved, straightened his hair, and replied with a smile:

"Fifteen hundred pounds.

"However, we encourage you to choose money, so the total is 2,000 pounds."

Klein immediately showed a sincere smile:

"good!"

TBC

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Wonderful thoughts: Richard is like a magic mirror, both to the characters in the book and to the readers.