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

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"Dear Audrey..."

In the dim room, after Alfred wrote the first sentence, there was no more words.

He stared at his sister's name for a long time, the oil lamp the size of a grain of rice couldn't even fully illuminate his writing desk, and the whole room was pitch black, just like his mood in recent days.

"I have experienced some battles in the Southern Continent. I was lucky. The most serious injury only made me lie down for a week. I didn't lose any body parts or lose my life like other soldiers."

"Because of my status and military rank, the big men in the army give me preferential treatment. I still have my own room, my own table, chair and bed, as well as paper and pen. I write to you in my free time. .”

Alfred wrote rustlingly, outside the room separated by a wooden door, there were faint snoring and soft crying in the corridor and all places, and someone called his most important relative in his dream.

The military garrison in Behrens City has limited capacity, and the walls here cannot be soundproofed at all. These chaotic voices linger in Alfred's ears, like countless wraiths and ghosts wandering here and whispering, always making him sleep in the middle of the night. Waking up from a nightmare.

He shook his head, held back a lot of words he wanted to say, and then let out a long breath, as if he could spit out the uneasiness and negative emotions in his heart together.

"Dear Audrey, how have you been doing recently? You should have returned to Backlund, is the fog still so severe? Hehe, the new year's social season has begun, and our Miss Hall is still The most beautiful and shining gem in Backlund."

The nib brushed across the rough letter paper.

"Some interesting things happen in the army. In my team, there is a recruit who has just received an honor. There was a cargo ship leaving the port earlier. He wanted to send something to his fiancée in Jianhai County, but he didn't know what to send. In the end, I even sent back the finger bone of an enemy I personally killed as a souvenir in an envelope... I hope that girl can understand her fiancé's behavior."

Alfred dipped in the ink, his frown slightly loosened.

He wanted to write about a new form of entertainment among the low-level soldiers—see whose biscuits run faster, but the principle of this game is probably not suitable for explaining to a simple girl, and it will make the other party worry, so Al Fred gave up.

"...It may be hard for you to imagine how many times people in the Southern Continent add spices to cooking, and how many types of spices they have... I have to say that their achievements in seasoning are quite high, but I think, Food with so many spices will not be unpalatable."

"Audrey, do you know? After so many battles, I have never wanted to see you so badly, to see your father, your mother and your face, to hear your voices, I miss you so much ...It is no exaggeration to say that even if I see Hibbert now, I would still take the initiative to say hello to him and give him a hug."

Compared with the enemies and horrors he faced, the big brother who was just a little narrow-minded was simply kind-hearted.

call--

Alfred let out another deep breath, he reached out and pinched the bridge of his nose, and rubbed his temples.

He still wants to write something more, after all, the opportunity to deliver a letter is rare.

So he carefully folded the unfinished letter and put it close to his body, and put away those fragile emotions longing for warmth and soft emotional comfort, so that he could refocus his attention on the present moment.

At this moment, he suddenly smelled a strange smell.

"Anyone secretly smoking again?"

Alfred immediately stood up. There are many wooden structures in this small building, and now every room and even every corner is full of people, secretly smoking and using open flames in such a closed, high-density environment It's just that I think I didn't die fast enough!
But as soon as he pushed the door open, he knew that his judgment was wrong - the world in front of him quickly distorted, and the loud sound made him temporarily deaf, and all the sounds seemed to have reached an extremely distant place in an instant.

The floor beneath his feet crumbled, and dust and flames fell.

"Enemy attack!!"

A stone slab fell and smashed the soldiers at his feet. Standing on the collapsing building, he roared with the loudest voice:
"Enemy attack!!!"

Alfred couldn't hear the voice clearly, so he could only guess that he had indeed shouted.

There were several consecutive huge shocks, as if dozens of giant artillery pieces were moving in unison outside the city of Behrens.In just a split second, the fire broke through the sky, and dozens of fire balls cut through the pitch-black night, smashing into the city like meteors!

The flame rose up almost instantly, igniting the wooden house, and the burning debris splashed in all directions.

Those meteors were flaming stones, leaving only a deep pit, or sizzling fuzzy flesh, where they fell.

Those low and closely connected houses are the best fuel. In a blink of an eye, the quiet city streets in the dark are turned into blazing bonfires. Billowing smoke gushes out from the gaps in these timbers, covering the surrounding area with the wind. The space with a radius of tens of meters continues to spread.

"The spread of flames is prohibited here!"

One ear began to recover hearing, and the other ear had tinnitus for a long time.Alfred quickly left the ruins of the collapsed building, stumbled towards the thick smoke and flames - it was not his job to help the wounded and sick - and shouted:
"Smoke diffusion is prohibited here!"

The unconscious limbs gradually returned to normal. He touched the place where the letter was placed in his arms, and his expression became more dignified than ever.

The fire, smoke, and burning objects around him avoided him as if they had come to life.In the area covered by the law, the fire gradually weakened, but the artillery outside the city did not stop there. His speed of fighting the fire was far behind the speed of the fire spreading!

Half of Behrens' building was supported by wood. At this time, countless firewood and human bodies were piled up and burned around the city.Thick black smoke rose into the sky, as if a black curtain separated every part of the city.Although able to block the smoky smoke, Alfred still could hardly see outside, and had to endure the pungent smell in the thick smoke, so he could only blindly cast laws to keep everything around him away.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that there seemed to be something more around him, and someone seemed to be peeping at him from the shadows.

"Peeping is prohibited here!"

He immediately let out a roar, and spiritually sketched out a picture - the shadow under a corner of the wall behind him began to squirm, stood up, and was squeezed out of the shadow like a person, and then immediately used another shadow to jump and leave. here!
There was another series of loud noises, and Alfred suddenly felt chills all over his body. He raised his head and saw dozens of huge fireballs rushing towards all parts of the city, and one of them was actually facing him, killing him and him. Surrounding homes are included!
The scorching heat wave seemed to be rushing towards his face. Alfred had seen strong winds and waves at any rate, but at this moment he was still seized by great fear, even though his reason shouted "Run! Run!" His legs still seemed to It is almost impossible to move when filled with lead.The distance between Fire Meteor and him quickly narrowed, just when he was going to use the law to put all his eggs in one basket, an indifferent and majestic voice spread throughout the city——

"Here the reality is weakened, and the mystery is strengthened."

crack.As if the candlelight was lightly blown out, the bolide and the spreading flame suddenly dimmed, and the trajectory of the boulder that had not yet fallen became erratic, as if it had changed from a stone to a piece of paper.Phantoms and spirits began to emerge, the stars in the sky lit up one after another, and a cloud suddenly tilted to one side directly above the city gate in the distance. It turned out to be an airship that quietly entered the interior of Behrens!
With this life-saving decree, Alfred immediately rolled sideways, avoiding the burning stones.

"Why hasn't the army been mobilized yet?"

Still in shock, Alfred looked left and right, looking for allies.

It was only now that the earth shook slightly in an orderly manner. The garrison should have started to move. The reaction speed was shockingly slow. He suddenly remembered: "Yes, Major General Levitt seems to have another mission..."

"These cultists actually chose to attack the city late at night!" Alfred belatedly felt fear crawling up his shoulders. He sat in the corner of a collapsed house and took a deep breath. Thinking of those fireballs, he sweated coldly. Gradually spread all over his forehead and back, "If I hadn't just thought about writing some letters tonight and didn't fall asleep, I would have died during the first wave of attacks..."

He reached out his hand again to touch the place where the letter was hidden next to his body, pointed out the red moon on his chest, and kept praying to the goddess, praying that he would still have such good luck in the next battle, and be able to go back alive to reunite with his family.

At the same time, he had a premonition that even if he could go back alive, these flaming boulders that fell from the sky would become a nightmare that would accompany him throughout his life.

After resting for half a minute, Alfred gritted his teeth and stood up, rushing to his troops.

……

"Prince Grove is out."

With the help of the eyes of the "hermits" in the army, Tang En will quickly make a judgment.

In the airship above, the hunters are still performing extreme operations, trying to make this expensive and limited behemoth land on the ground as smoothly as possible, so as to prevent the anger of the higher-ups from being ignited.

"Warlocks continue to lurk in the city and are ready to withdraw at any time. The siege team remains on the offensive and is on standby at any time."

"Oh, split up a small team and follow the route of tonight's food delivery team to see if we can touch that little golden retriever. The fewer troops we can lead, the better."

Orders were issued in an orderly manner. Tang En stroked his chin with a few stubbles, looked at the airship above which was gradually landing smoothly under the extreme operation of the hunters, and smiled.

"Mysterious enhancement? Just what I want."

"Mechanics and weapons are all add-ons, and wars must be fought by humans."

If it wasn't for "delaying more time and letting countries outside the Southern Continent ferment public opinion as much as possible", I really wanted to rush over to fight that Prince Grove...Twain regretfully went into a daze.

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The morning sun shone into the hotel room, and Klein slowly opened his eyes.

Probably because what he saw yesterday was too shocking, which somewhat caused him some psychological shadows. Klein had a strange dream after a long absence. He dreamed about his past life and the newly established Tarot Society. , and Melissa, who was heartbroken after cooking for the first time and addicted to delicious flavors.

These are all insinuations in his heart, some good memories he has in this world, Klein Moretti and Zhou Mingrui are mixed together, they have long been inseparable.

Klein got up quietly, got dressed with the help of Secret Puppet Enzo, and walked into the bathroom to wash.

He had just washed up and was about to leave the hotel to find some food when he heard someone knock on his door.

"Who?"

"It's me." Ms. D's voice.

Klein opened the door, only to see Ms. D's expression was a bit serious.Seeing that her companion's mood seemed to have recovered, Ms. D showed a smile, but her mood remained the same:
"Sir, there has been fighting at our destination."

"Just last night, Behrens sent a small team to attack our food convoy and the wounded, so the saints of the Jagged Cross quickly counterattacked. Now Behrens has been completely shrouded in war. If we go Slow down, and your mission may fail."

"A fight? So fast."

The opponent of the war is Ruen, and the side is the camp of the real creator and the god of death.Theoretically, Ruen is the country where Klein has lived the longest and has the most affection. His brother and sister also live there. Klein feels that he should be a little nervous, or feel a little uneasy. He doesn't know where he should help. side -

But the strange thing is that Klein doesn't feel anything at the moment, rather calm, and even feels a little bored.

Fighting?

Oh.

Ms. D also noticed that Klein was a little too calm, and she speculated that it might have something to do with his recent experience.She paused for a moment, then asked, "Shall we speed up?"

Otherwise, if Behrens is really defeated, where should you send these things?Can you still go back to Loen?
Klein thought for a while and nodded:
"Yes. Go forward as soon as possible, no matter what, get this thing done first."

The purpose of doing this is to gain the favor and contacts of the upper class?That does have a little meaning, at least try to get them to donate more money, or continue to adjust the bill to do something for the civilians in the Northern Continent... Thinking of this, Klein regained some energy, but soon He frowned again, what about the Southern Continent?The policy of colonization will certainly not change...

"Okay." Seeing that he seemed to be immersed in thinking, Ms. D took a step back, turned and left, "I'll make arrangements first, see you later."

"See you later."

The Southern Continent probably doesn't need the help of a Sequence 5 from him at the moment, they already have their own God of Death, and the true Creator is also on that side.What's more, Melissa, Benson, "Justice", "Magician" and others are all Loenites, all living in Backlund, and the siblings are even protected by the Church of Evernight.

Maybe it's because he hasn't committed evil openly or preached to believe in the real Creator. Being able to come back from the hidden town alive may be the limit of Goddess's mercy. If he stands on the side of the Southern Continent again, Klein dare not think about it .

"Forget it, I have to think about these things slowly... In this world, you have to be a powerful person to have more right to speak."

It was the same in the old era, except that power and class were more intuitively replaced by sequences, church and god...

Klein took a breath to calm himself down, then closed the door and returned to the bedroom.

Taking out the corresponding items, Klein quickly arranged the ceremony and transferred the radio receiver from Origin Castle to the real world.

He wants to contact "Magic Mirror" Arrods!
He had already paid 350 pounds to obtain the coordinates of the spirit world of Calderon City from Miss "Magician", and he was reminded that it was very dangerous there, so he planned to obtain more information from two channels in order to prepare for the "hunting operation".

Those two channels, one is to ask the "Magic Mirror" and the other is to ask the "Red Light" - under Azik's suggestion, Klein decided not to hesitate anymore and actively expand his "connections", at least not to hang himself in " "Goddess of the Night" tree, at the same time, you can't bind yourself too closely with the real creator, you have to find some strength to balance it, and the relatively friendly seven lights of the spiritual world are the best target at present!

With the appearance of that wireless telegraph, the surrounding jungle suddenly became cold and gloomy, as if the spirit world had merged with reality here.

In about ten seconds, the sound of da da da sounded, and the illusory white paper spat out shrinkingly:
"Great Supreme Transcendental Master, your loyal humble servant Arrodes comes at your summons. (v)"

"There is no danger here for the time being, what do you think?"

Seeing the flattering address, Klein breathed a sigh of relief, and finally confirmed that it was "Magic Mirror" Arrods.

He was very afraid of content such as "I want to give birth to you" appearing on the white paper.

Of course, he had divination on the gray mist in advance about the danger of contacting "Magic Mirror" Arrods, and got an answer without any questions.However, the example of the "Mother Tree of Desire" interfering with his successful divination was first, and the revelation after his own interpretation of sneaking into the Chanis gate of St. Samuel Church was wrong, so he really dare not be too relieved.

"Indeed." Klein nodded reservedly, then asked, "What do you know about Calderon City, the spiritual world?"

Da da da, a piece of illusory white paper left the radio receiver hesitantly:
"I don't have a clear view of that city, and I don't know the specific situation inside. I can only confirm that saints have fallen there, and some angels, 'travelers', and spirit creatures have gone in and explored it relatively smoothly. To leave alive, but there is not much gain."

"Also, I know the history of that city."

Before Klein could ask, the illusory white paper spat out more in the rattling voice:

"It used to be called 'City of the Dead', and it was the kingdom of God on earth, the ancient god, the ancestor of the phoenix, Gregory."

"Since this ancient god opened up the underworld, his divine kingdom has been transferred there, and the 'City of the Dead' has gradually become a holy place for his descendants and believers."

"Before the ancient god Gregory was severely wounded and shattered by the ancient sun god, he uprooted the city and threw it into the depths of the spirit world. No one of the residents there came out. The name Calderon comes from the earliest The Angel of the House of Abraham, which means 'unknown spirit' in the language of the dead."

TBC
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Klein: What's the use of thinking so much, let's think of a way to advance to Sequence 4 first.