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

Chapter 202 Preparation
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After a brief conversation, the doors of the monastery closed, and Leomaster and the pilgrims who might still be alive returned to their penance and "test".

A saint is also very important in the current situation. I don't know when Aurora will get their news. Is it necessary to wait until all this is over?

Agaritu took a last look at the black monastery that was almost integrated into the gray sky, and quickly circled to the left with the lamp in hand.

Anderson, who had regained some strength and was treated with medicine and bandages, hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and followed.

He has to leave here, and if he stays, he can save his life, but he will inevitably become a true fanatic who only knows how to pray and praise the creator, and the only possibility to leave here right now is to follow the "Undead King".

"He reacted when he heard that I was a member of the Jagged Cross... His conversation with the saint of the Aurora Order was also normal. Although it was unfamiliar, there was no hostility." Anderson made a bold guess, desperate, "Perhaps, he didn't I would mind if there is one more person on the "Death"..."

"But in this way, how can I escape later?"

The two kept a close distance, walked around the black monastery in silence, and walked eastward all the way.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, when he took the next step, Agaritu's movements suddenly stopped, his foot was suspended in the air, and he slowly retracted it.

The lightning stopped, and there was a black mist indistinguishable from the surrounding area in front of it.

He raised the lamp high, and then threw it forward with all his strength.

The oil lamp was out of his hand, and darkness rushed from all directions. Anderson subconsciously took a step forward, and saw the oil lamp draw a parabola, illuminating the things in front of them.

This is a surging black mist that can't be seen!

Undulating like sea water, silver lightning and flames flashed from time to time in the boundless black mist, but these were so faint that they could be seen only when illuminated by lights.

It is very similar to the sea of ​​flames in the previous murals.

The lamp was swallowed by the black mist in an instant, and when I listened carefully, there was no sound of landing or even the sound of wind.

"There should be sea water... or land below." Agaritu thought silently, "This is the 'cliff' in the dream world."

Is the Eastern Continent behind this?

It's very close, but it's impossible to go there, even with the "death sign".

If nothing else, such black fog should have covered the entire coastline of the Eastern Continent, or at least most of it.There is no special way to get in, not even close.

That key is the best option.

If he really entered this black mist, what would definitely happen would be the disappearance of the world, and then he would be left to the fate of the night.

The best possibility is to appear in the hidden town and have an afternoon tea with Zaratul, but even a demigod himself may be hung on the roof without seeing Zaratul.The worst possibility is to appear directly in the sealing room of a certain dark night church, be arrested and imprisoned, withdraw cash rewards in one go, give the church a performance at the beginning of the year, or just open your eyes, and there is a dark night angel smiling at you across the way.

Although the current self is indeed an immortal extraordinary characteristic and a high-level spiritual carrier, there is no need to waste this identity.

"Write down this route, he may use it later..."

After completing the file transfer, he was going to return the same way. It was meaningless to stay here. He went directly to the "Death" and left, and then followed his order to go to other directions to find if there was any gap in the black mist. gap.

Anderson stood back, stretching his neck for a moment to look at the black sea of ​​mist, surprised but not thinking about it.

From the current position, you can still see the faint firelight from the window of the monastery, but it is not completely dark.Strictly speaking, the only safe place on this island is the building where the monastery is located, and the darkness in other places more or less hides danger.

He rubbed out a fire crow, surrounded him, and quickly followed Agaritu who turned back.

"Are you planning to return?"

"Would you mind having an extra deck scrubber on board the venerable Death?"

He limited himself to the status of a "handyman" to prevent the captain from suddenly turning around and killing people to gain characteristics.

Agaritu didn't answer, suddenly he stepped on the ground and leaned over.

But his reaction was very fast, he twisted his body in the blink of an eye, lowered his center of gravity, and regained his balanced posture.After standing firmly, he was very surprised that there was an inconspicuous crack under his feet, and he stepped into the crack just now and almost fell down.

A demigod almost fell because he didn't stand still?
This is impossible!

Unless there is the influence of extraordinary power...

There is only the Black Saint on this island. When has he been affected by extraordinary power?
At this moment, there was a muffled sound behind him, followed by a sound of falling to the ground.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at Anderson, only to see that Anderson had knocked down a broken pillar, sat down on the ground, and was slowly getting up.

"It's unlucky." Anderson smiled, "It's too dark, I didn't pay attention to my feet."

"..." Agaritu stared at Anderson without blinking, and suddenly spoke out after seeing the other party intimidated.

"I allow you to come aboard."

The inexplicable change involved the ancient sun god and his angels, and Agaritu suddenly felt a little vigilant and uneasy. Could there be an Adam quietly following the whole process somewhere in the "Death"?

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In the early morning, Klein went to Charity Hospital to continue his volunteer activities, and looked for possible acting opportunities in the hospital. Besides, he would not mind giving some care to patients without family care.

Due to the lack of consideration before, he frightened the staff by using the face of "Gehrman Sparrow" to do volunteer work. He specially designed a new identity "Sinbad Volent" for this purpose.

There is still some distance away from the Charity Hospital. Klein was just about to go to a roadside shop for breakfast when his spiritual intuition suddenly moved him and he looked at a corner of the roadside.

He saw a woman in an off-white shirt and a long brown skirt standing sideways in a corner, talking to a person opposite.

Klein analyzed it with the ability of "Faceless Man", and found that their body language showed impatience and confusion. It seemed that they had encountered some trouble, which caused the atmosphere between the two to be a little tense, even intense.

This lady's skirt has an obvious Intis style. The long skirt with ruffles and the wide-sleeved shirt with a bow ribbon reminded Klein of the skirts of those ladies on the destroyed "Black Death". Pack.Opposite her seemed to be a tall man, but when speaking, Klein always felt that the man's tone and movements were very restrained, and it could even be said that he was a little fearful.

This phenomenon made him a little curious. After thinking about it, he quietly activated his spiritual vision for a second, and his eyes widened suddenly.

This woman has a bright and introverted spiritual brilliance, showing a golden light like the sun, and judging from the stability of the spiritual brilliance, this is a mid-sequence Extraordinary in a good state of mind!
There was a momentary pause in the lady's words, and she seemed to notice the fleeting prying eyes.

But she didn't turn her head to observe, and at this time Klein also entered the store to buy food.

Undoubtedly, that is the characteristic of the "sun" path!Derrick's astral body on the gray mist also had this kind of radiance, but it was much dimmer than this lady... The "sun" pathway powerhouse from Intis?Are you a member of the Eternal Sun Church?

It is also possible that they are wild Beyonders from other countries, but Intis is unlikely, just like there are almost no mid-to-high-sequence wild Beyonders with the two paths of "sailor" and "sleepless" in Loen... …

Klein thought about it for a while, but he didn't take this matter to heart. When he came out after buying the pies, the lady and the man who was talking to her had already left.

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"The murals of Ouroreus are suspected to be cursed?"

"Is it fatal? If it's not fatal for the time being, don't worry about it. You can pay attention to that hunter and see what my dear ally wants to do to his followers through Ouroreus."

"I found a way, yes, yes, if the matter of Ulorius has been delayed, and I have encountered danger in the process, I will go to the land abandoned by the gods through this way, you have done a good job ,keep it up."

"Me... Well, the recent vacation was very pleasant, and I really want to continue like this."

After saying this, Edward Vaughn ended the communication.

"From my memory, I found the money and livestock that the Black Saint was carrying when he left, and then made guesses, and in the process, influenced those crew members, exerted pressure, created confusion, and prevented them from making correct judgments...do Well done, worthy of being a part of me."

The surrounding furniture and furnishings have been cleaned neatly, and the sunlight shines in through the half-covered curtains, making it look peaceful and peaceful.

Then, there was a loud explosion that rattled the windows, and the liquid level of the coffee on the table shook violently from side to side.

Edward reached out to pick up the coffee cup, feeling the violent shaking gradually subside after more than ten seconds.

He admired the thick smoke rising from the window, feeling very comfortable.

Including the city where I live, the four surrounding cities have fallen into chaos.

The new governor has arrived, but all his subordinates, except for a few school officials, have become parts of the "faceless puppet". The little wooden figure is now more and more alive. After many people, they can get all kinds of skills from their memory and experience in dealing with almost all situations, which makes the "faceless doll" more proficient in acting and manipulating.

In this way, the "faceless puppet" provoked people in the city of Aldera who were hostile to the Spiritual Cult and the Restoration Society.

The situation that Loen imagined that the new governor would come to check and balance Sia Eggers did not appear, and at the same time, the situation that the governor expected by Sia Eggers to make a decision-making error did not appear, and the qualification to affect the situation fell to the hidden "" Faceless Doll" and Edward.

The little wooden man borrowed his identity as an officer and a large number of puppets in his hands to call on those who are hostile to the local forces in the Southern Continent to resist and refuse to compromise. responded.

On the other hand, the new governor and Loen hoped to reach a balance, and pushed out this good man with both ability and political integrity, in exchange for a chance to "retreat from the Spiritual Cult" or "death to the assassination of the new governor by the Spiritual Cult".

But now, the chaos in the city of Aldera has become a mess.

People in the Northern Continent are spontaneously resisting and signing a treaty with the Spiritual Mission. The Spiritual Mission is condemning the Northern Continent for intensifying the conflict. The new governor wants to forcefully advance peace talks to end this dispute, but is confused by endless petitions, parades, shootings, and colonial disputes. Desperate.

The intensification of the conflict has caused many residents to leave Aldera and continue to migrate to other nearby cities.They spread word of the war like ripples, causing even greater chaos.

The city where Edward lives is still a long way from Aldera, but since three days ago, people who have fled have been coming here.

Speculative businessmen, panicked residents, and people who have long been reduced to refugees wandering here in the disputes of other cities, they brought all kinds of rumors and chaos, and caused great damage to the order of the city in a short period of time. There was a huge impact, and it fell into a haze.

"What time is it? If you don't come to make a deal with me, Shia Eggers can't bear it!"

Edward looked at his watch, and made fun of himself in a good mood.

"It was correct to plan for a rainy day before. The price of grain was raised in advance, which led to looting that night. Now the grain merchants want to take advantage of the opportunity. Let me see when it is better to let them go bankrupt."

"Forget it, leave this matter to North himself. After all, they are the ones who took over after bankruptcy."

"If I'm so favored, they can't be a first-class food company before the war, then they don't need to exist."

After spending noon leisurely, Edward put on his coat and went downstairs, intending to go for a walk outside.

He walked to the hall, and saw the hostess of the hotel walking up and down, busy packing things. There were many sundries and sheets and bedding piled up in the hall.

Seeing the guests, the hostess quickly let go of the cart in her hand and smiled apologetically at Edward:
"Sorry, Mr. Vaughan, we will be temporarily closed this month..."

Edward was not surprised: "You guys plan to go back to the Northern Continent? This is a good idea. I don't know when this place will become more chaotic."

"Tell me when you're about to go out of business, and I'll settle all the payments."

The hostess breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay."

Relying on their husband's network resources, they bought two one-way tickets to Ruen, and children under the age of ten were free of charge. For these two tickets, they spent more than half of their family property.

Edward's room fee is not a small amount of money, which can make up for their current financial hole.

He asked curiously: "Have you bought the boat ticket? Now the boat ticket to go back has been multiplied tenfold, and it's almost a thousand pounds."

The hostess hesitated for a moment, then smiled cautiously: "It's just that I have a chance, I don't know if I can buy it yet."

"Are you hungry? Please wait a moment, there is still some food in the kitchen, I will cook for you." The hostess smiled, wiped her hands on a clean towel, and put the grocery cart in her hand Push aside, "What would you like to eat today?"

Edward thought for a while and asked casually, "What's the current price of rice noodles?"

The face of the hostess darkened, and her smile became a bit forced: "The price this morning is 12 pence."

This is the price per kilogram.

The scope of effect of the food law cannot reach here. The economy of the Southern Continent is affected by local and foreign industries, and the West Balam Company can control it as it pleases, and the price is quite free.

It's scary to be free now.

"Then eat the grilled fish." Edward said nonchalantly, "I like the taste of your grilled fish very much, please put more chili. I bought some pasta when I went out in the morning, and I can take the child with me to eat."

The hostess sincerely thanked the guest for her understanding: "Thank you, she is still in the room, I will call her later."

She turned to leave, but quickly stopped, and turned her head hesitantly:
"Mr. Vaughn, aren't you going back to China?"

"If you need help, maybe you can still buy a ticket now..."

The hostess was a little hesitant when she thought about how much effort her husband had put in for the ticket in the hands of the two of them, and she might not have a chance to get another one, but her concern for the guests still prevailed.

"Going home will have to wait until the things in my hands are done." Edward said, "but I will leave this city soon."

"It's fine to leave, the cities to the west should be safer..." The hostess relaxed a little, and ran towards the kitchen with small steps.

Safety is quite safe, but I heard that the Rose School of Thought is taking advantage of the struggle between the Spiritual Cult and the Northern Continent to arrest people, and many of them have already come here to the east.Edward was thinking about catching one, to see if he could sneak into the Rose School with those sacrifices.

Edward looked at her receding back, and stroked his chin thoughtfully.

"I want to help others but I don't have the ability, so I have to say a few words to comfort myself."

After finishing speaking, he smiled softly: "It's been a good time, I'm very satisfied here, if they show more kindness, or give me something substantial, it's not impossible to let them go back alive .”

He sat down on the old seat of the sofa in the hall, and suddenly, the air around him suddenly became cold and heavy.

A gust of cold wind stopped here, and a middle-aged man with white sideburns appeared beside Edward. After bending down deeply, he sat down on another single sofa next to him.

"Good afternoon, Your Highness."

Mireira greeted with a sideways head, and then said straightforwardly: "I have brought an order from Her Majesty the Empress."

"Her Majesty hopes that there will be no further delay, and she will start within this month to detonate the center of the conflict, the city of Aldera."

TBC
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good afternoon.Driving is really tiring.

(End of this chapter)