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

Chapter 132 Angel Playing Cards
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The next day, Wednesday morning, he got up early and took a cab to the Church of Steam.

The church has towering chimneys and bell towers, the former representing the power of steam, and the latter hanging complex clocks, symbolizing the beauty of machinery.

It was not a weekend, nor was it noon or night, and only a few believers were praying quietly in the church hall.

Klein sat down in the aisle, leaned on his cane, took off his hat, and pretended to pray for 10 minutes facing the holy emblem at the front.

Then, he took his things, walked along the aisle to the altar, and said to the bishop standing beside him:

"I want to repent."

"Okay, God is watching you." The bishop with a kind face and pale temples walked to the confession room on the side first.

Klein followed closely and closed the door.

He sat on the chair and said to the bishop through the board:

"I repent. In the face of danger, I did not stick to my principles and chose to back down."

"What were you thinking at the time?" the bishop asked softly.

Klein immediately shared Talim's death, his own doubts, the reminder to the "Mechanical Heart", the commission from Prince Edesak, and after the divination failed to obtain the desired answer, facing the strife among the royal family, he spoke from the bottom of his heart. The feeling of shrinking back was described exactly.

The reason why he didn't go directly to Carlson was because he was worried that he would not only be watched by the other side, but also secretly observed by Prince Edesak's people. Once he clearly stated his intention of perfunctory and sabotage, he might encounter another disaster.

And the Church of Steam is the headquarters of the Backlund Diocese of the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery. It is one of their three major temples, and no one can peep here.

Klein intends to use the Church of Steam to convey his true thoughts and avoid being involved in deeper conflicts.

Simply put, follow the will of the heart.

After listening quietly, the bishop replied with the same tone:

"Your choice is a human instinct, God will not blame you.

"Go back, God will bless you."

That's good... Klein understood the hint and quietly left the Church of Steam.

Although I am a little sorry for the prince who just gave me a hundred pounds yesterday, and I can't do anything for Talim, I also can't disregard my own life... Standing on the street outside, looking at the misty sky, he Sighed silently:
Improve it as soon as possible.

Although it was unavoidable to be a little depressed when this matter was finally resolved, overall Klein felt a lot more relaxed.

At noon, after a "busy" day outside, Klein, who was depressed, walked into the living room after lunch and entered the dream world.

Sometimes continuous and sometimes fragmented fragments floated by, and Klein suddenly woke up, knowing that he was dreaming.

A force has invaded my dream... Klein maintained the bewildered state before, casually looking around.

He found himself in the countryside, full of fertile fields.A river came rushing from a distance and made a bend by the cliff in front of it.One side of the cliff is bare, showing pure white rocks, looking from a distance, there is a kind of unusually holy beauty.

At the river bend, nearly ten men and women wearing black overcoats or dark jackets with various utensils gathered around a hidden underground entrance. Among them was Klein's acquaintance, Ikanser Bernard.

White Cliff Town... Stratford Bend... Mechanical Heart... Are they exploring the tomb of the Amon family?But why do scenes appear in my dreams?Klein was puzzled for a while.

At this moment, he saw the water floating on the surface of the river, and quickly outlined a line of white words:

"Your loyal servant Arrodes will report to you about the exploration."

...Klein opened his mouth slightly, but was unable to speak for a short while, while a voice echoed in his mind:

What do you say you are doing with a mirror?

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Zaratul twirled his beard, and confidently played six cards: "Shun."

Edward pondered for a while, and threw out an "Invulnerable".

"Unexpectedly, you still have this card in your hand, so how about this move?" Zaratul's tone was excited, fully showing the ancient scholars' spirit of studying ancient knowledge and their enthusiasm for playing cards, "I issued a "Knowledge Emperor Luo" Searle", break your advantageous venue and change the venue to "White Maple Palace"! "

Zaratul removed the hand-painted flying chess tablecloth on the table, and replaced it with the "improved" version of Intis Chess by Emperor Roselle in black and white checkered.

"White Maple Palace will protect my Roselle deck, all attributes will be +2, and the previous flying chess pattern will be canceled at the same time!"

"Change venues if you can't throw 5 and 6? With a set of Russell, you can't control your fate." Edward looked back at Zaratul's "Knight Vault" tactic, but he still played calmly. A pair of 2.

"You want to attack?"

"Hmph, I will stack two 8s together and super summon the Blue-Eyes White Dragon!"

This [-] attack power made Zaratul feel very troublesome, and there was no flash in his deck!As a last resort, Zaratul laughed, and rolled out a hand-painted stickman card again, with a stickman wearing a black crown drawn on it: "I will sacrifice the "Knowledge Emperor Russell" and the king's chess pieces together, and upgrade it to "Black King". "Emperor Roselle", now I use a skill of true god-level bribery, and with the blessing of the White Maple Palace, use a magic card to offset your [-] damage this time! "

As he spoke, Zaratul touched a "unicorn bow" and handed it to Edward.

"Then I will produce "Bernadette Gustave". "

Edward threw out a stickman card wearing black leather boots and shirt: "I will now equip Bernadette with a unicorn bow and launch an attack on your Russell's army. Russell will not do anything to Bernadette, so I Take away your Black Emperor Roselle smoothly, and according to the effect of the unicorn bow, take away your horse together."

Zaratul frowned: "I played a "Bonois Gustave", and I died with Bernadette and was expelled from the chess game.At the same time, I use the hand to grab the sheep, and draw a card from your deck... "God Sin Siah"? "

"Abominable has a transformation curse that makes the opponent rest for one round, and at the same time, you are temporarily polluted by the starry sky and lose control of some decks!"

Edward chased after the victory and played three more 2s and pairs of Kings, reaching out to blow up the White Maple Palace chess board, Zaratul quickly grabbed a piece of "impeccable" to keep the board.

"You don't have Roselle anymore, what's the use of the White Maple Palace venue? Wang Zha."

"I activate the resurrection of the dead, and let the Black Emperor Roselle return from the grave like lightning!"

"I am "William Augustus", no resurrection is allowed here, and your resurrection of the dead is invalid. "

……

Above their heads, the secret puppets looked at it unsteadily, like a group of quiet spectators.

The game ended with the queen who was transformed from a soldier and the blue-eyed ultimate dragon. The two angels who played more than a dozen games in one night put away all kinds of stickman hand-painted cards and piled them aside. Tic-tac-toe painted in white lime.

"I haven't been this excited for a long time."

Zaratul's gray beard trembled for a while, and he said meaningfully: "Rosell's whimsy is really fascinating."

"Don't tell me that you still plan to digest ancient scholars."

Edward replied very calmly: "The stories of the fourth era, the third era, and the second era are long enough for you to digest the ancient scholars several times. There is no need to look forward to a more distant past."

"Hahaha, I understand your advice, but exploring the unknown is always a human instinct, even if knowledge kills people."

The fortune-teller narrowed his eyes again and looked like a good fox, and said slowly: "In other words, there was indeed a very long civilization in this world, and you still know of its existence?"

"The information is an extra price." Edward communicated rationally with Him, "What can you give me?"

"No, I don't want to know, I just want to ask you to prove one thing."

Zaratul pondered for two seconds, then asked uncertainly: "The Roselle we know is not the real Roselle?"

"Oh?"

"Maybe it's the old man, I'm too rigid. I always feel that a person's talent should be manifested at a very young age. If he is really a genius, I don't know why a person can write such works with different styles and beyond generations. As well as inventions and scientific research talents beyond imagination. At that time, he was clearly in his 20s, and it was impossible for him to have such a rich life experience."

"Genius." Edward disagreed, "Genius is what humans can't understand."

"And his inventions are always very mature, and it seems that he has produced the best finished product from the very beginning. It was my request to cooperate with him when I chose the church of steam. I didn't expect him to shine. And I never I have seen drafts, design drawings, simple basic models, or his think tank. If these shocking inventions can be completed by him alone, why are there no more in the middle and late stages?"

"Maybe it's because of the change of the channel, and the consul doesn't need to do these things anymore."

"Hehe, I also had my doubts. I tried to predict whether Roselle is the original Roselle. Guess what happened?"

Hearing this sentence, Edward, who had been looking elsewhere, finally turned his face around, looked at Zaratul for two seconds, and showed an emotionless smile: "Your divination has failed."

"You don't think I'm the real Edward either. You also divined me and it didn't work, right?"

Zaratul smiled and shook his head: "The moment I thought of this divination question, I felt cold sweat, let alone divination. You and Roselle hit it off right away, and Roselle even alienated me because of you. Although The devil path can easily gain favor through various influences, but I have carefully noticed that Roselle's cognition has not been modified by you."

"This makes me wonder why you can become friends without caring about your identity, status, age, or even the way you do it."

"After the consul uttered many strange words, you are also one of the rare people who can understand immediately. At first I thought it was a code word and tacit understanding that you discussed, but later I found out that it was more like some people who have known each other for a long time. There is a similar view on one thing."

"For example, the guillotine, the view on the new route, the layout of the war of aggression and colonial rule, Roselle has an amazing tacit understanding with you."

"And you—"

Zaratul paused, as if omitting some words: "You are completely different from what I remember. It seems that you should not stop for human beings, or even marry and have children, or even become friends with human beings, and be willing to live under them. .”

"This is also what intrigues me the most."

The guesses so far are all correct, the devil thought, well, I appreciate people who like to think, and I can give you a little reward.

Edward said, "I can answer the question you most want to know."

Zaratul's eyes lit up, and he immediately asked the question that he had pondered over in his heart for decades: "In the distant past, was there a great era? So I boldly assume that in that era, Ancient humans possessed endless wisdom and power, and could easily create props that humans cannot imagine, codes that cannot be compiled, and even more advanced strategies for governing the country.”

"Rosell's wisdom and knowledge are enough to make him the God of Craftsmen, but he doesn't care about the God of Craftsmen and the church. So, is Roselle one of the great beings of that era?"

After saying this, Zaratul was very confident in his opinion, and looked forward to Edward's answer.

After hearing this great opinion, Edward hesitated to speak, and after he hesitated for a while, he directly hit Zaratul: "The era is very great. Roselle is not great, Roselle was in that era, just... "

The devil thought for a while, and said with a more objective metaphor: "An ordinary person who is too good to be a government employee."

"How is it possible." Zaratul's eyes widened, and his thinking immediately turned to the terrifying aspect, "The human beings in the past had such high talents? Could it be that all the human beings in the past were great existences, so Instead, there is no concept of great existence?"

"No." The demon tried hard to explain, "There was no extraordinary power in the old days, so everyone is an ordinary person."

Zaratul frowned: "The human beings in the past should have better wisdom than us."

"No."

"A lifespan longer than our own."

"No."

"Humans are always in awe of the ancient, and are extremely afraid of the unknown." Edward said patiently, "In fact, the ancient is weak. At least the human beings at that time could not conquer cancer, but the extraordinary ability was completely cured."

"Without extraordinary abilities, there would be no extraordinary creatures. Without gods, how could human beings rely on their own tools to survive, build cities, and create so many miraculous and advanced creations?"

Zaratul was greatly shocked, even a little unimaginable.He let go of his mind and imagined for a while, and said regretfully:

"It sounds very good, but it's a pity that it was destroyed. Although I don't really yearn for that world, I still want to see it with my own eyes."

"What kind of person were you in that era?"

"Me?" This was the third person who raised this question in his life. The first one was the true Creator, the second was Roselle, and the third was Zaratul.

"I used to be an associate professor at a university's music school." Edward held his chin, showing nostalgic eyes, and told his own life, "I had a child, but he didn't like music. My I work very leisurely and have faith, and occasionally go to nearby communities to do volunteer work and attend church services in my spare time.”

"Unexpectedly, in the old days, humans also had beliefs. May I ask which god you believe in?"

Edward laughed, but did not answer directly:

"In the old days, people believed in gods that did not exist. Gods were more like spiritual symbols and beliefs for self-comfort. When I found out that the god I believed in seemed to exist, at that moment, I suddenly didn't believe in him. .”

"Oh?"

Zaratul was obviously very curious about everything in the ancient times, as if he had returned to the time when he was digesting the ancient scholar's potion, he asked enthusiastically: "Why? It's like a mortal who has never seen the true face of a god. One day, he will meet the Holy Throne , should be more pious."

"This is the third question, Zaratul."

The calculating devil grinned: "These two questions, what are you going to exchange with me?"

The fortune teller who had been prepared for a long time stroked his beard and said calmly:

"Members of the Secret Order will go to very remote sea areas in order to find the mermaid. Perhaps, you will be interested in a magical island in the misty sea."

TBC
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Zaratul didn't know that there was Roselle's tomb on this island, but simply thought it was a special island.

(End of this chapter)