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

Chapter 195 The Outside World and the City of Silver
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Agaritu looked at the confiscated nautical chart, on which a safe route was marked with a red line, and there were many marks in the corner of the map, such as "If you see an island, you should bypass it" and "When it gets dark, go to bed immediately. ", "Keep awake at all times"... This is a very complete drawing, and it is a good thing for urgent needs.

He turned to another one, which was a treasure map, and the paper was very old, as if it would split at any moment.The road sign pointed to the southeast, and a small area was drawn out with a dotted line, and the word "treasure" was marked in the ancient giant language, which seemed to be the same way as him.

The captured adventurers have already handed over everything. Surrounded by the demon sailor's blade, they watched nervously at the "Undead King" in the distance. If the other party is not satisfied, the next one should be sacrificed. It's your own life and soul.

After thinking for a while, the "Undead King" made a decision.

He wants to take these Extraordinary people away together. "Death" needs building materials and mice.

……

"Meet a treasure hunter at sea? Yes, I know. It's okay to catch them as building materials or mice. They have a safe route at hand, and they know a lot of ways to avoid them? Well, I think the treasure map is very interesting and I want to go. It’s okay to take a look... Okay, I get it, I get it, I’ll send you your location later, I’ll give you very high authority, you can do whatever you want, I’m busy, so hang up.”

Edward finished the intercom call in a hurry, then turned his head and showed Mirella a flawless smile:
"What did you come to ask?"

Mireira dared not speak out, bowed her head again, and said respectfully: "Her Majesty wants to know how the last entrustment is going."

"What about the governor?"

Edward quickly flipped through the memory information. "The Faceless Puppet" has excellent learning ability. Through his own hard work, he has learned how to play the role. He has progressed from jumping out word by word at the beginning to being able to write a summary fluently in the tone of the upper-level Loen nobles. any polish.So Edward read very easily:

"It's progressing well. They have just passed Mid-Range Island, and they will arrive at Balam's port in about three days' voyage. The demigod general accompanying the army has officially boarded the ship, and the expectations of your Spiritual Religion's armed forces have come to nothing."

Mireira nodded thoughtfully: "Then, how are their injuries, Your Highness?"

Edward reached out to pour himself a cup of tea, but put it back on the table with a polite smile after seeing the thick layer of spices and seasonings beneath the tea.Mirella didn't pay attention to this small detail, and Edward continued:

"This time there were a total of 530 people in the team. My subordinates digested 30 people in the first few days, and then they were all cleaned up by the demigod because they showed their feet. Then it digested 50 people before the demigod officially boarded the ship. The demigod is very confident in himself, and he is not familiar with servants and sailors. He has not noticed that the number of people being digested is steadily expanding. If everything goes well, it is estimated that when he lands in three days, except for a few commanders and the demigod General, everything else will be digested by my subordinates."

"Excuse me, your subordinate?"

"Yes."

"But you just used 'it'."

"No problem. If it can successfully complete this task and come to me, it will be 'him'." Edward smiled nonchalantly, "Exactly, I want to know, is there any 'divination' in the Spiritual Cult? Home' low-sequence properties or materials for pathways?"

Mireira thought about it quickly, and responded cautiously: "I am not in charge of the management of sealed items, but if you want to know, I will ask the person in charge inside."

"Okay, then I will trouble you, this matter is not in a hurry."

Thinking of the Queen's message, Mireira bit the bullet and said cautiously: "Please forgive my abruptness again. If...the digestion is a little lacking, how many people do you plan to put on Balam's land?"

"In this regard, I still believe in my own vision."

Mirella was terrified: "Sorry! I'm very sorry! I didn't mean to..."

"Haha... don't be nervous, trust my spirit of contract, I've always been willing to spend [-]% of my energy to complete the request of the customer." Edward didn't care, stretched out his hand and made a downward movement, wanting to stand up and apologize Mirella pushed back on the seat.

He smiled gently: "I understand your uneasiness, but my remedial measures will vary according to the guests' ideas. So, has the Spiritual Church internally decided how to deal with a diplomatic incident like the governor's accidental death?"

"Thank you for your magnanimity..." Mireira wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, and spoke more carefully, "I have no right to know about this matter, maybe you need to talk to Her Majesty the Queen."

The devil is still smiling: "So what do you think of the city rioting, the governor being shot, and no bones left?"

"Let's put it this way, the months-long war has caused a lot of shady crimes in the city of Aldera. Many arms dealers and weapons dealers are making a lot of money from the war. Let the governor disappear... In this way, you can largely avoid the impeachment from Loen, and shift the responsibility to the governor's guard protection, and even bite back."

"..." This sounds perfect.

"The Spiritual Religion Group is secretly cooperating with the Rose School of Thought, right? Tell me where Siea is, and I will help you let the governor die naturally."

Facing the thoughtful, comprehensive and free advice from the partner, cold sweat began to break out on Mireira's forehead again. He lowered his head and said in a calm voice: "Please forgive me, I have no right to make decisions on this matter, Your Majesty the Empress. We look forward to further discussions with you.”

Edward could also see that he couldn't make the decision, and the purpose was just to let him have a message to the Pale Queen.

For the Pale Queen, except for the potential consensus of "don't make deals with demons" which is a low-level fear (to be honest, Edward thinks this consensus is somewhat too serious, and demons are not interested in everything) However, as long as the Rose School of Thought is willing to continue to cause trouble in the Southern Continent, it doesn't matter whether the collaborator is himself or Si'er.

"No matter how you think about it, I'm the better one, right? Of course, if Shia Eggers is a coward, then Sierra is better..."

After sending away the sweaty Mirela, Edward sat in the room for a while before choosing to go for a walk.

When he went downstairs, he saw the youngest daughter of the proprietress of the hotel sitting in the waiting area of ​​the lobby, with a fresh roll of newspaper on the coffee table in front of him.Seeing a familiar gentleman coming, the little girl immediately ran over happily with the newspaper and handed it to Edward as if offering a treasure.

Edward squatted down, touched her head gently, and said with a smile, "Have you learned the words I taught you yesterday?"

The little girl nodded vigorously, and said in a standard Loen language with a little baby voice: "I have learned it, sir!"

As she spoke, she handed over the vocabulary book she had bound with a few sheets of white manuscript paper. Edward flipped through it, and saw that it was neatly written with Loen words. Leave a deep mark on the next page.

"You're a very smart kid." Edward noticed the proprietress who was peeking here from behind the counter, and said in a somewhat regretful tone, "If you were in Loen, you would definitely become an outstanding student and a decent girl in the future." teacher or clerk."

"Unfortunately, you were born here."

The proprietress is a woman from the Southern Continent with gentle and beautiful features, and the owner of the inn is a businessman from the Northern Continent. Therefore, their hotel is located in a city with better security and is relatively wealthy and decent.

God has always been willing to give more favor to smart children who are eager to learn and know that they should give something in exchange for knowledge.He pinched the little girl's face, took the newspaper, and stood up: "But I'm going out now, and I'll teach you when I come back. You can think about what you want to learn today."

After bidding farewell to the studious little girl, Edward walked out of the hotel and came to the bustling streets of West Balam.

There are people coming and going on the street, people from the southern continent and the northern continent.This was once the main area that suffered from the cultural impact of the Northern Continent, but it still retains a considerable part of its own cultural traditions. Many people on the street are sitting in coffins and walking forward, and the meaning of death can be seen everywhere.

"Well, South American civilization, Aztec and Maya, poetic death..." Edward did not sit in the coffin, he had experienced all these things hundreds of years ago and was tired of seeing them.He stopped and walked on the street, then took out the newspaper and glanced casually:
"The Admirable New Governor is Coming to the War-torn City"

The city where I live temporarily is very close to the war-torn Aldera, and the steam train only takes three hours. It is a relatively prosperous, medium-sized colonial city that is worth capturing.

Edward thought for two seconds, and had a plan to pass the time.

He walked into a department store run by people from the Northern Continent, bought a lot of cooking oil and rice noodles, and asked the clerk from the Northern Continent who was secretly delighted that he had made a big deal: "Is there any other food that is easy to preserve?"

The North Continent clerk was very happy to do more business, and immediately said: "Yes, sir, there are many marinated dried meat and vegetables."

"Okay." Edward nodded, "Give me a box of dried meat."

When the clerk turned to go to the counter, he turned to another clerk who was putting items on the shelves: "I want to buy as many medicines as possible. Like alcohol, bandages, painkillers, hemostatic medicines and anti-inflammatory medicines." Class, please bring me some."

The female clerk was stunned for a moment, then quickly stopped what she was doing, and walked to the other side with repeated promises.

At this time, the male clerk with the appearance of the Northern Continent also came back. Hearing Edward's detailed request, he suddenly felt a chill down his back, and cautiously leaned over to ask, "Sir, are you going on a long trip?"

Edward glanced at him vigilantly, looked left and right, and asked in a low voice, "Are you from the Northern Continent?"

The clerk nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, I am from Intis."

Edward sighed, and said in a low voice: "For the sake of fellow countrymen, I don't have much to say...I can only tell you that the Southern Continent will soon be less peaceful. If you have a little money, go prepare some food and Gold, it’s best to hold a boat ticket in your hand at any time.”

The appearance of the gentleman in the Northern Continent and his demeanor of being either rich or noble were too believable, the clerk's face turned half pale, and he stammered, "Ah! But, but it doesn't mean that the new governor of Loen is about to Are you here? I heard that the Reconstruction Congress has already withdrawn troops outside the city..."

"Where did you hear that? That's not the case at all! In fact, Ruen—" Edward's voice was a little louder, and he immediately stopped speaking, and he waited until all the curious eyes from around him disappeared before continuing to speak, his tone already a little bit Not good, "That's all I said, some big shots don't want it to end like this, and it will soon be unsafe here... I kindly remind you of this sentence because you are from the same town, can you listen? Doesn't matter. Is my box of jerky ready?"

The clerk quickly apologized, but Edward didn't intend to say another word. After paying the bill, he took all the things away in a carriage, and quickly disappeared from the sight of many inquiries.

The clerk began to think about what to do in a panic, and his uneasy appearance attracted other colleagues to ask why, and rumors began to spread in a small area.Then, Edward wandered around other shops, spreading rumors in various guises, with different information and hints.

When it was getting dark, Edward, who had been busy all afternoon, returned to the hotel where he lived. The proprietress was sitting in the waiting area and playing with her daughter secretly. The daughter stood up to pay her respects.

"Good evening, Mr. Vaughan." The proprietress showed a warm smile, "Have you had dinner? There are some fresh mushrooms and meat in the kitchen. If you need anything, please let me know."

"Thank you, you are a considerate lady." Edward responded gently. "I have not had dinner, which is a lucky thing. Your grilled fish in orange sauce is very delicious, and a mushroom soup would be nice Better."

"Okay, okay." Thinking that this generous guest was not stingy with tips, the proprietress happily walked to the kitchen.

When passing by the door of the hotel, she heard dense footsteps and anxious shouts from outside, as if many people were running and talking on the street, she opened the door a little curiously and nervously and took a look, only Seeing people walking outside in a hurry, far more than usual.Under the gloomy sky, people were more or less carrying some food and supplies, and kept talking in low voices.

The proprietress smelled a trace of uneasiness in this strange and panic atmosphere, she closed the door tightly, and was going to wait for her husband to come back and ask what happened outside.

The little girl who was writing words on the coffee table in the hall raised her head, listened to the direction of the door, then giggled and made a gesture:
"boom!"

Edward smiled, not paying attention to the sporadic gunshots outside, patted the little girl's head, and said gently: "Write with peace of mind. Write these words correctly, and I will treat you to beef jerky."

Under the temptation of this delicious snack, the little girl's eyes lit up, and she continued to write silently with great enthusiasm.

After a few sudden gunshots, a flame rose somewhere.There was a lot of voices, and the chaos was unfolding in an orderly manner.

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"...Then, this is the final decision."

Under the flashing sky, in the pitch-black world, the council of six ended the meeting.

After the chief made his final choice, at this time, a whole cycle had passed since the arrival of the guests.

All the elders remained silent, and the future of the City of Silver became an invisible burden that weighed heavily on their hearts.

In the gloomy future, they don't know whether such a decision is correct, but they all seem to see the times rolling.

The chief looked around and read out the final result of the discussion:

"I will go to 500 meters outside the Silver City alone to meet the foreign guests."

"I will be solely responsible for all negotiations."

"I will not carry any Extraordinary items to prevent accidents from happening. They will become sharp blades against the City of Silver."

This is his own choice. Even though several other elders kept talking and suggested that the chief should carry at least one life-saving Extraordinary item, Colin Iliad still rejected their concern and kindness, and did not let anyone other than his own characteristics Items strayed out.

"If something happens to me, the City of Silver will immediately enter the highest level of defense."

"The next chief will be nominated by the five of you. I will keep the secrets that have been circulated between each chief, but you must wait for the confirmation of the new candidate before you can browse."

"Everyone, do you have any objections?"

The elders said in unison: "No objection."

Afterwards, the meeting hall fell into dead silence.

After a few seconds of silence, it was still Colin Iliad who broke the palpitating heavy atmosphere.He looked at a burly elder and calmly gave the order:

"White Silmon. Now, you and Barrett go to the bottom of the round tower, activate the sealed item 'Crown of Glory', and keep it activated after I leave the city to resist possible attacks."

The burly elder with a reflective head and another elder who was relatively thin but over [-] meters stood up at the same time, saluted the chief, and then stepped out and left the conference room.

The candles burned slowly, and the orders came one after another.Except for the three demigods, the six-member council is the best in Sequence 5, enough to deal with all emergencies other than the most critical city defense.They took orders to leave one after another, took the candles in front of them to their predetermined posts, and walked into the darkness to become farther and farther away firelight.

Finally, Colin Iliad looked at Lovia with silver curly hair, and the two looked at each other. After a long silence, the elderly chief said:

"Lovia."

"Yes." The elder whose name was called got up quietly.

Colin's weather-beaten face was as indestructible as a stone statue: "Protect the City of Silver."

Lovia shook slightly, and whispered, "I am willing to sacrifice my life for the City of Silver."

"Sacrifice is never necessary. Only by living can we have a future." The chief said, "Derrick Berg is a good boy."

Lovia understood the chief's hint, she hugged the skull tightly in her arms, and accepted the order with a sigh: "I understand."

In the darkness, the two of them stood silently for a long time, and finally left in different directions.

……

A dry wooden stick was stuck on the ground, and a lantern that continuously emitted warm light was hung on the top of the stick.

The Angel of the Word knelt under the lantern, using the light source as a symbol of the sun, clasped the cross in his hands, and closed his eyes in prayer.

He knelt on a small piece of clean land that had been cleared out, exuding a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere, and his deep spirituality turned into illusory feathers and surrounded him, making him look like an angel in mythology.

Except for the flashing thunder and lightning in the sky and the terrifying monsters hovering in the distance, this scene can be considered sacred and beautiful.

After praying for a long time, Steve opened his eyes, his body over two meters three hunched and turned towards the direction of Silver City, a joyful smile appeared on his old and withered face.

"May the glory of the Lord bless you." The Angel of the Word said kindly, "Come here, Guardian of the City of Silver."

In the darkness, Colin Iliad, who was holding a torch, approached slowly. His gaze first fell on the high-hanging lantern, and then his pupils shrank. He felt the powerful spirituality from that ray of light. This is A very powerful sealed item!
He didn't know whether this was a deterrent from outsiders, but when Colin saw this visitor with his own eyes, he realized the bottomless and powerful meaning.He took a few steps forward, came to the edge of the light, felt the warmth, but didn't get close.

Colin's vigilance was expected by Steve, he took the initiative to speak like a real elder, and started a routine with Colin.

"I know you have a lot of doubts, and I will answer them slowly."

Steve showed nostalgic eyes: "I am the messenger of the Lord, but without the order of the Lord, I cannot take you away."

"The outside world is dangerous, terrifying, and a land dominated by false gods. It is full of temptations and struggles, and will make human beings degenerate. The answers to all the things you want to know are buried in this land. As long as you discover them all, you will be I can understand the intention of the Lord.”

False gods...that is to say, there are human beings in the outside world.What kind of world will they live in?Is it also eternally dark like the City of Silver?How many people will there be, how many monsters will there be?The human beings outside still have the power to fight internally, which proves that the threat to their survival is not too great... Colin was affected by these few words, but he remembered his purpose and asked calmly:

"Where is the Emerald City?"

"Hehehe..." Steve smiled hoarsely, with endless memories in his voice, "Blessed are the people of the Emerald City, favored by the Lord, prosperous and beautiful. From there I ascend to the kingdom of heaven, and Witness it destroyed in sin. Blessed is it, the Lord's favor was still there when it was destroyed, 950 years ago. I am not a competent guardian, and you have done a better job in this regard."

He used this sentence to hint his identity, and it was no surprise that he saw a shocked and thoughtful expression on Colin's face.

Then he said:

"I came here to take away the holy child who is about to be born, and send him back to heaven, to the side of the Lord."

"...He really is the 'Angel of Destiny'?"

Steve glanced at Colin unexpectedly, and praised: "Your city-state's classics are well preserved. In some cities, they have forgotten their history and where they came from, and have become monster-like existences."

"The women of the city-state you guard gave birth to His Royal Highness the 'Angel of Destiny' in this life, so the city-state and the people can receive the blessing of the Lord. I will wait for his birth here, and then take him away."

"Mother and child separated..."

"No need to lament, what an honor it is to be the mother of that Highness! They can live a happy life in this life, without having to fear sickness and hunger." Steve laughed, sincerely praising the great creator, "' Angel of Destiny' His Royal Highness will grow up beside the Lord every life, this is His privilege, He is the closest angel to the Lord, possessing a divinity that is holier than us."

After that, Steve closed his eyes and prayed in the direction of the City of Silver with a smile on his face, muttering to himself:
"Honorable Your Royal Highness Angel of Destiny!"

"Please give me enlightenment and guidance of my destiny. When should I take you away and return to the Kingdom of God?"

Colin narrowed his eyes and stood vigilantly in place, waiting for possible visions and revelations.Based on his understanding of "Angel of Destiny" obtained from ancient books and murals, it should be presented in the form of a dream.

The wasteland outside the city was quiet, only the torches were crackling and burning.

After being silent for hundreds of heartbeats, Steve raised his head in doubt.

— without any revelation.

TBC
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Ulorius: Abba Abba.

(End of this chapter)