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

Chapter 178 Dinner
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"I shouldn't be here."

Treynor had an expression of seeing through the world of mortals but not completely seeing through it. He looked at the man with red hair fluttering in the wind beside him, endured and endured, and finally couldn't hold back:
"His Royal Highness Red Angel, if you want to find Elaine, go there yourself. Why do you have to bring me?"

Medici stood on the side of the boat wearing sunglasses, and the wind blew all his red hair onto Trainor's face.He did not feel guilty about embezzling public funds to buy a presidential suite, but said to Trainor in a "strange" way:
"Didn't I let you sleep on the floor?"

As soon as these words came out, Trainor's mood immediately calmed down. Anyway, the red angel would not need such a little feedback from the provocateur potion, so he simply put on his perfunctory method: "You are right."

"So do you have any clue about finding Elaine and catching the witch?"

Medici pushed up his sunglasses, showing a playful expression.

"When I left from the last island, I got some information that someone is looking for your little... grandniece."

Trainor responded: "I am an only child, and I have no children. The relationship between Elaine and me is based on the genealogy. You can just call her by name."

"No children?" Sauron popped up suddenly, accusing this ignorant junior, "The Sauron family finally has you, the only child who can see through, and you don't want children? With your ability, you can become a child." My family! The Sauron family will not decline to this point!"

"You are right."

"Don't always perfunctory me like this! As a hunter, you don't have any ambitions that a future conqueror should have. Are you ashamed to say that you are a hunter of the descendants of the royal family?!"

Trainor calmly said, "You're right."

Medici has been very interested in the ethics drama of the Sauron family recently, but he didn't want Sauron to disturb his business. He forced Sauron back, snapped his fingers and said:
"In short, let's go directly to the sea. You and her are more or less blood related, so it will be easy to find."

"If what she said is true, the little witch is a highly valued heir, and the old witch will definitely pay close attention to it, so I won't worry about finding it."

Trainor thought for a while, and asked an irrelevant question:

"Will mythical creatures pay close attention to their valued offspring?"

"Some will, some won't, I don't know." Medici looked like the kind of existence who doesn't care about the family and descendants. He also learned about the explosion in Bansi Port, but he didn't care. On the contrary, he was a little happy. The tainted descendants left there have finally disappeared from this world.

Even among the three conquerors inside the Red Evil Spirit, only Sauron showed a strong obsession with the family, and the ancestors of the Einhorn family, whom Treynor hadn't seen a few times, seemed not too interested in the family .Seeing how self-willed and family-loving his ancestors were, Trainor felt that he could understand why the old immortals in the family were all protective and xenophobic.

"I read it in the classics of the Aurora Society, and there was also a Medici family in history."

Medici gave him a strange look, and said naturally, "Yes."

"It's them, not me, who need a surname. It's human beings, not me, who need a proud root, a bloodline inheritance, and a common glory."

"It's just the blood scattered from me. It's an honor to allow them to call themselves my descendants. It's already an honor to bear my name. They are willing to put on such shackles and charge forward to die. Why should I stop them?"

Trainor nodded knowingly:
"I can understand what you mean. It seems that mythical creatures have their own opinions."

"That's right." Medici put on the sunglasses again, and smiled mockingly, "The essence of the Witch Cult is still the family of witches. As long as it is a mythical creature made of humans, it is inevitable that there will be something different about the continuation of its own blood." Opinion. Besides, witches have always been in short supply, and to have a child worthy of training must be more thoughtful."

Trainor was silent for two seconds, and said:
"I'm not worth cultivating, please don't pay more attention to me."

"I don't want to become a mythical creature, and I don't want to participate in the competition for the top of the sequence. I don't chase vigorous battle deaths, I just want to die naturally after exhausting my life one day in the future."

"That's my only wish."

Medici couldn't help laughing a few times when he heard the words, and patted the shoulder of Trainor, who was about the same height as him, happily:

"Don't be too sentimental, kid. Do you know why I like to take you with me?"

"Because you have no ambition! Not at all! You don't seem to be a hunter. Even if the three-point sequence and uniqueness of the hunter path fall in front of you, you won't reach out for it."

Trainor thought for a moment: "Did you just tell me the secret of becoming a god?"

"You wouldn't do it anyway."

Medici smiled: "How could a hunter who naively wants to die peacefully embark on the road to becoming a god?"

"You are right."

"Okay! Don't waste time with you. I'll go first. I'll see you at the Rorsted Islands."

"...Wait!" Realizing something was wrong, Trainer hurriedly stopped Medici, "You bought the boat ticket, why didn't you take the boat?"

"The boat is too slow."

"Then why do you want to buy a boat ticket?"

"Sit when you can go back!"

Treynor tactically leaned back. Seeing that the color of Medici's body became more colorful, he had to slip out the sleeping Rieti and let him follow Medici's footsteps.

……

Having a meeting in front of such an experienced and powerful person as "Admiral of the Stars", Klein felt a lot of pressure.

He didn't know that the "Admiral of the Stars" who had just left had immediately sent a small report to the "Queen of Mysteries". Searle's diary".

Above the gray fog, Klein turned to think about another thing:
The red-haired Elaine, who was paid as much as 1000 pounds, was actually related to "Vice Admiral Disease" Tracy!

Tracy took over Qilingus' fleet and changed the flagship to the Black Death, and Qilingus had previously captured a wealthy businessman named Jimmy Necker... that wealthy businessman had obtained a relationship with the God of Death earlier. Some relevant ancient documents come from the mausoleum of the royal family of Balam... This information comes from the "Nightmare" in "Squirming Hunger". It should have a certain effect on Mr. Azik. I originally planned to check it out Check... Klein has other expectations for finding the red-haired Elaine.

Originally, he only wanted to use the magic mirror Arrodes to find someone, but now he plans to add the investigation of the believers of "Sea God".

Sending an oracle for 1000 pounds before was indeed detrimental to personality, but now it involves a pirate general, which can barely make people guess what hidden purpose it is... Klein manifested a photo of red-haired Elaine, and beckoned to him "Scepter of Sea God".

He did not broadcast oracles, which may have been an unbearable burden for him.

He selected high-level officials such as Karat and Edmonton, and said in a deep voice against the background of the raging waves:

"Find her and protect her."

"Be careful of Tracy's influence."

Without explaining, Klein divided this scene and the photo of the red-haired Elaine into several parts, and put them into the corresponding light spots.

Then, he returned to the real world, intending to go out to find people on his own initiative, and take a look at where there is an opportunity for real acting.

When he grasped the handle with his right hand, a thought that was absurd enough but also possible to realize suddenly flashed through his mind:

"My real purpose is not to find the red-haired Elaine, but to get in touch with 'Vice Admiral' Tracy, to find out the fate of the rich businessman Jimmy Necker, and to find out the whereabouts of those ancient documents about the God of Death.

"In other words, all I need is a red-haired Elaine who can bring out 'Vice Admiral Tracy', whether it's real or not, doesn't matter.

"I can completely become the red-haired Elaine by myself, let Danitz send me to the 'Giant Warrior' Ozil, and collect the bounty along the way, while I simply wait to meet the 'Vice Admiral of Disease' Tracy .

"This operation is so coquettish..."

Klein shook his head violently, looking for reasons to reject this idea:

Although he is a faceless man, I still can't accept women's clothes now!

"...Could it be one of the rules of acting to step over the psychological barrier in this area?"

"And I don't know the red-haired Elaine. I can't pretend I don't like it. I only have one skin. It's hard to fool people who are familiar with her. Then I won't be able to see the 'Vice Admiral of Disease' Tracy."

"Well, it may not be Tracy who is looking for the red-haired Elaine, but it may also be the enemy of the pirate general. I don't know the details of 'Vice Admiral Disease', so I can't assess the degree of danger by doing so hastily."

"It's better to be steady, follow the will of the heart, first find out the red-haired Elaine, get the detailed situation from her, and then consider what to do next."

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The sun gradually moved towards the west, and in the evening, Edward, who was walking leisurely, saw two pedestrians.

He smiled and took the initiative to meet them, and asked the directions of the two mixed-race miners from the southern continent.

"Yes, yes, sir." The younger mixed-race man said in a relatively fluent but heavily accented Loen language, "There is a small city ahead, but sir, the city is far away, you can't walk there, before tonight .”

"Thank you, you speak Loen well." Edward praised the young man kindly, and then asked, "Then are there any other nearby villages or cities where we can rest?"

The young man did not show a flattered expression, but smiled reluctantly and thanked him for his compliment.

His words have their own spirituality, even the elderly southerners who are not good at foreign languages ​​can understand what he means. The middle-aged and elderly man looked up at the gentleman in front of him in fear, and then immediately lowered his head to stare at his black bare feet , not daring to take a closer look at Edward's well-crafted clothes and exquisite accessories.

"Sir, you, you—" the middle-aged and elderly man spoke frankly at the beginning, and then he began to worry that the foreign gentleman on the opposite side would not understand, so he had to look at the junior next to him and said, "There are no other towns around here. Uh, there is a small village far to the south, but I heard that it was deserted. If you don’t mind, the foreman of our mine is the boss from Ruen.”

The young man was about to translate when Edward nodded:
"Thank you for your kindness."

Did he understand?The young man was stunned, and the disgust towards this foreigner in his heart was slightly less.

"Is it really far from the town? Then where did you come from and where are you going?"

The two looked at each other and said honestly:

"We are workers in a nearby mine and live in a dormitory. Because today's mining share is insufficient, we now have to go back to the mine to work."

After speaking, they looked up at the sky, the sun had already set into the clouds, and the sky on the other side was being smudged with night.

"So that's the case. I'd better go to the small city ahead. Although it's small, it's also a safe place to stay." Edward said with a smile, "Thank you both for showing me the way. Do you have any wishes?"

The middle-aged man was startled, and quickly raised his head and said:
"Please think about it carefully! It takes at least half a day to go to the city from here. It is too dangerous for you to walk alone in the wild, and it is easy to encounter robbers and refugees. There are still many deserters. Sir, you..."

"Don't worry about me, I have the ability to protect myself." Edward repeated, "Do you have any wishes?"

"Wish?" The young man laughed at himself. In fact, he hated foreigners extremely, but when facing the gentleman in front of him with a good attitude and can speak frankly, he reluctantly put on a more pleasant face.

He squeezed out a smile and said, "Sir, you are just asking for directions. I don't need anything in return."

The middle-aged man also hurriedly nodded and said, "Yes sir, it is our honor to be able to help you."

Edward saw a trace of resentment flashing across the young man's face, and he nodded: "I see."

"Then let's go away and wish you two have a good dream tonight."

The two said goodbye again and again, the young man walked for a while, then turned around in a strange way.

In his imagination, gentlemen in suits and leather shoes, walking sticks and leather shoes from the Northern Continent must not be walking fast. The wild land in the Southern Continent is not as flat as the flat brick land in the Northern Continent, which is not good for the gentlemen's legs and feet.

But when he turned his head, he was surprised to find that there was no back of the other party in his field of vision.

"Hey, Uncle!" The young man quickly tugged on the sleeve of the middle-aged man and said in disbelief, "That man is gone!"

The middle-aged and elderly man slapped the young man on the back as if facing a formidable enemy, and said in shock and anger:
"How many times have I told you to call them Mr. outside!"

"But he's gone!"

"What if people can hear it? What if there are other people around?" The middle-aged and elderly man grabbed the young man's arm, stepped forward quickly, and kept admonishing him, "Keep your head down when you talk! Last time the kid threw stones at the governor’s carriage and was beaten into a sieve on the spot, you forgot?! You’re still so careless! Can you be wronged by bowing your head and talking?!”

The young man snorted a few words indignantly, and the middle-aged and elderly man reprimanded him a few words. The two just forgot about the sudden disappearance of the people from the Northern Continent, and headed towards the mine in the setting sun.

At the same time, on the wall of the small city dozens of kilometers away.

The soldiers who were chatting and resting against the city wall suddenly saw one of them staring straight at their back with straight eyes.

"What is that look in your eyes? Don't be scary... Then, what is that?"

Then, everyone's eyes focused on the direction the soldier was looking at.

At the junction of the setting sun and the horizon, a monster appeared.

There are no words other than monsters to describe the appearance of that thing—it has a huge and deformed body, like a large mass of moving meat, and dozens of arms of different lengths are like toothpicks stuck on the meat mass.

The meatball seems to be made up of countless human flesh, leaving long bloodstains and pieces of flesh when wriggling, the meatball has no clear division of limbs, and the surface is a face of people, big and small, old and young.

One of the soldiers met a girl's face, and the girl's face showed a shy smile, the whole piece of flesh on the cheek was raised due to the movement of the face, and the crow pecked out her eyes, leaving only two blood holes There is fly and maggot activity in the eye socket.

The soldier couldn't bear the stimulation and died of fright.

After such a long distance, the soldiers who were just ordinary people still felt the breath of blood and death rushing towards their faces.

Their team leader is a Sequence 9 Extraordinary, and also the "strong man" that the soldiers are most familiar with.At this time, facing the monster, the team leader's legs kept shaking, and finally he couldn't support his body, and he sat down on the ground.

At this moment, this seemingly bloated lump of meat had already arrived in front of them with an incredible speed.

Its height completely surpassed the city wall of this small city. The faces of the people smiled, and the arms stuck on the meat ball flew out like tentacles, grabbing all the defenders on the city wall in an instant, and sending them into the mouth one by one.

These prey can scream and struggle, and are very noisy, but as long as the head is removed, they will become part of their own body obediently.

When Routuan finished the pre-dinner dessert and began to crawl over the city wall in a squirming form, Edward, who found a copy of the Southern Continent Daily and read it while walking, was late.

"Sigh, this kind of dependent is really not in line with my aesthetics."

Witnessing that the city wall collapsed under the load, and huge pieces of meat entered the city with masonry residue, Edward shook his head.

"However, when sieging a city, range fear is still very useful."

He walked along the rubble piled up on the ground to the city wall that hadn’t collapsed, and watched the pieces of meat crushing the houses all the way forward. One after another, new terrified faces emerged on the surface, and soon followed by a happy smile .

Edward wiped a brick of the city wall with a paper towel, sat on the city wall, held his chin and looked at the dancing meat mountain for a while, and finally couldn't help crushing it, reducing it to a huge amount of bones and flesh and blood.The red tide that was released immediately rampaged through the city like a sluice gate, swallowing the people who were running desperately on the streets in the night.The gas street lamps in the city were lit one by one, and the transparent shadows broke free from the shackles of their bodies, circling and screaming over the city, constantly adding new ones of their own kind.

The person standing on the low roof was a native of the Southern Continent. The outstretched arms in the sea of ​​blood grabbed the wall and climbed up. He saw the mother and son next door smiling at him from the floating faces.

"God, God...!"

He knew that he was about to die, and his fear and survival instinct blocked all unnecessary thinking. He wanted to pray to God, but he didn't know which god to pray to.But before he could find any gods he could trust, a child's hand touched the tip of his toe, and the front half of his foot disappeared instantly, becoming part of a sea of ​​blood.

He lost his balance and fell backwards, completely unable to feel the pain in his feet.Tentacles of flesh and blood climbed up to the roof from before his eyes, and he moved back in horror with hands and feet, but he didn't want a hand to suddenly stretch out from behind and drag him down.

There was not even a sound of falling water, not even a swirl or a ripple, and he fell like water falling into water.

"Go away! Go away!"

A low-ranking officer rushing out of someone else's house kept roaring, quickly mounted his horse, and kicked off the local girl who wanted to go up with him, completely ignoring the tenderness just now.

He was the fourth son of a wealthy businessman who had no right of inheritance, and was sent to join the army in a remote and backward city.The wealthy businessman's father still misses his son to some extent, and spent some money to save him from detours, starting with an officer.Although the Southern Continent is dirty, barbaric, backward, and disgusting, the people in the Southern Continent are gentle and weak, and their knees are so soft that they can kneel to anyone. There is some joy and dignity in it.

Just when he thought that such days could last for a lifetime, disaster suddenly struck.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Get out of my way!"

He fired repeatedly, even shooting at people around him.But the crowd trapped his horse, surrounded by fleeing men, and his proud gun and horse and rank were of no use any more.

Had he been more physically fit, he would have jumped off his horse, pushed past the emaciated natives and half-breeds around him, and headed on a rampage.

But the arrogant and extravagant life made his body empty and fat. As soon as he got off the horse, he was tripped to the ground by someone, and someone behind him was on top of him. He struggled desperately, but he couldn't get up again no matter what. coming.

However, death will not stop because of this, the sea of ​​blood caught up with him, the last scene he saw was the girl who was kicked down by him staggered and ran in front of him, he had the last thought of "hateful—" and many Together, they became part of the sea of ​​blood.

Edward took his time and walked on the walls surrounding the city step by step.

Wherever he went, the sea of ​​blood spread.

As a result, screams of terror came from the dark room of the rich man's house, and blood flowed from the crack in the door, and blood gradually overflowed from the cellar of the poor man's house, and the lid of the cellar was burst open.

There were still faint prayers in the only small church, but after more and more people rushed in and out, it was completely quiet, and the steps and decorations were washed clean by red.

People rampaging on the street resented "Why are there so many people in front of me?" in their hearts, and spared no effort to push, trample, curse each other, add a crime to themselves and die.The car of the little nobleman was grabbed by the wheel by the arm, and the nobleman and his family, wives and concubines shouted "I don't want to die" and were dragged into the flesh and blood.

Of course, when death comes suddenly, many people will not be able to accept it.

The devil doesn't care if you accept it or not, it just wants to come out for dinner after being locked up for a long time.

"Um--"

When the lives of more than 5000 people in the entire city were taken away by him, Edward just walked around the city. He looked at the city that had become a lake under his feet, and felt a kind of washing dishes after eating. distress.

The assimilation of flesh and blood is not a big deal, even the most superficial application of the blood curse, but it will be more terrifying after it snowballs.

Edward thinks that he is not the kind of demon who only likes to torture the weak. He is influenced by nature. He actually likes to distort and amplify the resentment of the weak to achieve terrible consequences.

"If you pinch a bigger one, you will be tracked down by the church... It has no other use other than attracting hatred. It is more convenient to go by yourself."

He stretched out his hand, and the whole sea of ​​blood surged up, creating a tornado that flew up into the sky, and all the ghosts rushed over, and finally they turned into a drop of blood and fell into the back of Edward's hand, disappearing like melting snowflakes.

At the very beginning, it only used such a drop of blood.

"A little more spirituality... well, after all, there are only so few people."

Edward turned around, ready to jump off the city wall and go to another city to rest temporarily.

As soon as he took a step, he paused, picked up a stone from the ground and threw it behind his back, smashing the Storm Church in the city to pieces.

TBC
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Lao Ai: I just said that I always feel that something is not pleasing to the eye.

(End of this chapter)