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

Chapter 288 Opening Song
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In Enmat Harbor, Leonard looked at Daly Simone who offered to be with him and said:

"Where to start? What advice do you have?"

Daly, who was dressed with a seductive beauty and a mature temperament, pulled up the hood of the psychic's black robe, and glanced at Leonard Mitchell:
"This is the time to show a gentleman's opinion and style."

Leonard looked at the red glove on his left palm, and said after deliberation:

"We will start according to Captain Soest's arrangement. This may lead to certain clues, but it may not be useful. I suspect that His Excellency 'Eye of the Goddess' also knows this. He is simply looking for something for us to confuse Ince. Zangwill."

"Why do you say that?" Daly wasn't joking, her expression was rarely serious.

Leonard glanced left and right, and his voice became low unconsciously:
"0-08 has the characteristic of 'you know it, it knows you'. Although we only use a self-named code name, it should be on the edge of its focus, but as a positive investigation, and many times 'Red Gloves' squad discussing the Ince Zangwill issue, I think our situation may have been grasped by '0-08' so that if Ince Zangwill is not completely lost as we think If you are rational, you can know that the wrongness of your state has been exposed, so you can consciously create coincidences and avoid them."

Daly recalled the information related to Ince Zangwill, and nodded:

"Sost also raised this issue at the beginning, but it's not as clear and clear as you said. It's still in the stage of deducing possible factors from the failure result."

"So, Your Excellency 'Eye of the Goddess' asked us to investigate the situation of the 'criminals' passing Extraordinary and materials in the surrounding area, pretending that the matter has not been determined yet, while preparing to use the corresponding items, setting traps, and waiting for Ince Zanger Will volunteered to show up?"

Leonard turned around and said as he walked:
"Probably so, but I suspect it may not be hidden from '0-08'..."

Daly followed obliquely behind, and said thoughtfully:

"I think there is still hope for success. Don't forget that one of the goddess' honorable titles is the Mother of Secrets."

“这能克制‘0-08’？教会有高层或封印物能克制‘0-08’？难怪‘0-08’曾经被教会得到，封印于圣堂底部……”伦纳德绿眸一亮，精神陡然一振。

Daly nodded slightly, and her expression softened.

"What's the captain thinking?" Leonard looked at her hand.

"He and I praised you and said that you have become a lot better now." Daly smiled slightly, but did not say Dunn's name, "He said that it is impossible for him to provide you with any help, but he Will always support you. The premise is, pay attention to safety."

Leonard scratched his head and then smiled.

"I always feel that you seem to have something on your mind. Are you under too much pressure?" Daly said casually, "Occasionally, I can also take on the role of a mentor other than dead spirits."

"No, it's nothing, it's just about Ince Zangwill." Leonard shook his head, said without any flaws, and reached out to press his temple, "He is a person with extremely strong malice towards the Church and the Nighthawks , if I can't find him, I'm afraid I won't even be able to eat or sleep at ease."

Daly nodded. The defecting bishop caused many coincidences and disasters along the way, and he harbored great malice. This is also what all the "red gloves" who are chasing Ince Zangwill worry about. .

A few seconds later, Daly's eyes shrank suddenly, and she blurted out:
"Will '0-08' know about our discussion just now?"

Leonard's expression froze, he was not sure, and he didn't dare to shake his head. He and Daly looked at me and I looked at you, but no one spoke for a while.

……

After entering the area of ​​Enmat Port, Klein raised his vigilance to the highest level in order to deal with Edward Vaughn and Ince Zangwill who might suddenly appear.

Enmat Port is not a big city, because there are no islands around it, so the sea transportation is not well developed, it is just an inconspicuous small port city.It only takes one day to visit the whole city, so the probability of encountering enemies on the roadside is greatly increased.

Klein held the spell he had just made in his hand, carefully brought the "winner" secret puppet close to him, and used the "divination staff" to find his way again.

He can't directly carry out the search work like the "red gloves" do.

After leaving Origin Castle, he may not be able to do better than the "Red Gloves" team alone, but Klein has another way to get Ince Zangwill to show up - that is to find Edward Ward kindness.

According to the principle of extraordinary aggregation, the two of them will definitely keep getting closer. In fact, they only need to keep close to Edward Vaughan.Either the demon finds Ince Zangwill, or Ince Zangwill is drawn.

But this way the difficulty has increased!This is too dangerous. Although he doesn't know how Leonard survived after seeing the other party, Klein feels that no matter what, he can't let the other party take this risk again.But if Leonard, who has his grandfather to save his life, doesn't go, Klein himself can't think of any way to make him show up, or to follow an angel without being discovered.

"He can sense the divination from Sefirah Castle, and he probably knows that I am the one who is divining on Sefirah Castle... If I...forget it, my intuition tells me that something terrible will definitely happen." Klein only needs to As soon as I thought about this aspect, I immediately felt chills all over my body, and immediately followed the guidance of my spirituality and heart, and put this method far behind my mind.

"Ince Zangwill, the 'Undead King', Edward Vaughan, the concentration of demons here is completely beyond the standard, and the high sequence gathers here for a short time. It is estimated that there will be many demons and prisoners on the way to be attracted ..."

What the promoted demon dog and Jason Beria have done is already frightening. If more demons come here, Klein can hardly imagine how many disasters will happen in this small town.

"Where will Edward Vaughn be—"

Klein walked for a while, bypassing many places, when suddenly, he heard a melodious piano sound.

This is a song that he is very familiar with, but it really doesn't exist in this world.

He slowly turned his head there in a daze, subconsciously walked towards the source of the sound, but stopped immediately on the way.

"Katyusha"

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Anyway, the aggregation ability will let the "demon card" approach by itself, so why should I go looking for it?

When he woke up, Edward completely forgot about the little "red glove" incident yesterday. It doesn't matter whether the other party is convinced that he didn't hear it, or he believed it was true and became suspicious. As long as Adam came to pick up 0-08, then he said Everything will come true.

He is not interested in how the other party will react. It would be best if he lost control, and he could cause a little trouble for the Church of Evernight.

On the streets of Enmat City, there are many tanned people coming and going, wearing simple clothes of various colors.They may be fishermen, or pirates living at sea. Edward slowly looked at these people, walked and foraged all the way to the garden in the middle of the city, and saw a simple piano next to the flower bed.

The piano was the cheapest one, and its four legs and chair were all chained to the ground to prevent people with dirty hands and feet from touching it.

"Ally, do you want to listen to some music?"

Edward became interested. He circled the piano twice, reached out and pressed the keys on it, and the serious wrong sound made his eyes go dark.

He looked around, squatted down and opened the cover under the piano, drove away the whole family of non-poisonous spiders nesting inside, cleaned up the damp interior of the harbor city, and then tuned the piano.

"I taught music in my previous life... In this life, I repaired pianos on the street. I improved two things, and the church didn't let me in."

"That wasn't your last life." The black and white eyes opened.

"no difference."

"There is a difference."

"Well, there's a difference. What do you want to hear, an 'Unbreakable Alliance'?"

Rolling his eyes, he denied this song that seemed to have other meanings:

"No."

"Then I will choose."

Edward muttered, stood up and pressed the white key, played a few notes at random, and then bent down to re-adjust.After repeating this for about 10 minutes, He finally calibrated the pitch of this cheap piano. Looking back, several people around him began to stop and watch, curiously watching this decent gentleman tossing a dilapidated piano on the street. piano.

Edward stood up, patted the dust, and smiled at them.

"Welcome, everyone is welcome to listen to the last performance of your life."

He didn't speak loudly, and he didn't explain the meaning of this sentence. The few people around looked at each other in doubt, and then looked at him with mourning eyes.

Edward spread a clean handkerchief on the piano bench, tidied up his clothes, and sat on it.

The beautiful melody rises slowly.

This is not Edward's best tune, but this skill has long been engraved in his soul.He immediately attracted the eyes of the pedestrians around him. They were in a hurry and dusty, but they all shifted their sights here.

Although tickets to concerts and operas in middle-class areas are not expensive, spending a few hours and a few pennies on something that doesn't fill your stomach is a luxury in itself.

"You should be familiar with this song, right? Pear blossoms are blooming all over the world, and the river is covered with a soft veil..." Edward sang a few lines while playing the lyrics, and then laughed in a good mood, "My Russian It's too bad, it's all about phonetic transcription, but Italian is better."

"I heard it."

The true Creator became silent after the music started, and after a long time, He spoke:
"...your pronunciation is a disaster."

But after thousands of years, it's a pleasure to hear your mother tongue again, isn't it?Seeing that the real Creator fell silent, instead of persistently correcting his behavior of confusing "Edward Vaughan" with the identity of the Outer God, Edward became visibly happy, and actively tortured him with "disaster-like" pronunciation The other party, no one understands anyway.

What a piano can do is very limited, but this soft and beautiful tune has attracted more and more people to stop and watch.

Some barefoot children squeezed into the crowd relying on their thin stature, and looked curiously at the object that could produce water-like music at the touch of a button.

But they quickly turned their attention to other places. Seeing that there was neither a box for collecting money nor a hat around the performer, they waved their dirty little hands and squeezed out in disappointment.

"Would you like to hear me tell the story of Edward? He was not born into a musical family, but his father was the choir leader of the church... He chose music because his studies were really bad, and the teacher tactfully suggested that he give up the way to go to college , and it turned out to be a crooked hit."

He began to divide himself and "Edward Vaughan" into two people again.

The real creator felt that he could not understand the division of identities by the outer gods, so he simply stopped thinking about these trivial matters.

"His temper was a bit irritable, and he was not used to the feeling of performing on stage at the beginning. It took a lot of effort to be admitted to the conservatory of music. In the final exam of the first study, he was criticized by the teacher because his singing voice was too low. Angrily rebutted the teacher on the spot, so he got the first failing grade, and was so angry that he didn't sleep well for two days.... That's why he finally chose to become an instrumentalist, so that he could only stare at himself on stage instruments and hands without having to think about the audience.”

"During the winter and summer vacations, he would go back to the church near his home to participate in charity performances and help the choir and band. The last organist gave him a letter of recommendation, and he started this way. As I grow older, my temper becomes better and better..."

He whispered to the real creator in English, because the second verse he can't, and neither can He.

Although people kept leaving, more and more passers-by gathered around. Seeing the end of the first piece of music, there was continuous applause from the crowd, and a young girl asked loudly:

"Can you play a specific piece?"

Edward turned his gaze to the girl with freckles and nodded, "Of course."

"Sir, which god are you a believer in?" The girl asked boldly again.

Edward thought for a moment: "The god of steam and machinery."

The girl pursed her lips in a little disappointment, but didn't say the song that was in her mind.A steam believer in the crowd immediately picked up:
""Mass of the Gears"! Is it possible!"

Edward nodded: "No problem."

Then, he laughed humorously: "It's just that I haven't played this piece for at least 100 years."

There was a soft, harmless laugh from the crowd, at the gentleman's excellent sense of humor and self-effacement.

This song was an attempt to imitate the creativity of human beings. It was released anonymously. It incorporated the idea of ​​the classic song "Bell" from the old era into its composition. There is a fixed scale with rising levels as the underlying rhythm. To express the rotation of gears, a metronome is also used to simulate the sound of mechanical operation.Breaking away from the theme of the church's rigid hymns, the brand-new chord arrangement and rhythm, and Edward's improved piano, the song opened up new ideas for many church music later.In the morning, I put the letter into the anonymous mailbox of the Church of Steam, the God of Craftsmen, and in the afternoon, I tried to play in the weekend mass of the church, which was a great success.

For a while, Trieri even raised the price of the metronome.

The Church of Steam came out to find someone, but they still couldn’t find the real author, and repeatedly drove away the real author who tried to sneak into the church, and finally became an “anonymous” in the history books.

Edward tried the pitch, then reached into his pocket and found an antique mechanical metronome that obviously couldn't fit in his pocket. This thing cost nearly 10 pounds each in Trier.

"Crack, click, click..."

After tuning the frequency, He pressed the first note.The steam believers in the crowd quieted down in unison, listening to the strong rhythmic melody, and the believers of other gods also fell silent, and the low prayers of the steam believers rang in their ears.

The three religions of Loen stand side by side, and they give each other the necessary respect for the believers of the pagan religions.But the beauty of music does not distinguish between beliefs and national boundaries. Under the bright sky, everyone feels a sense of sacredness in their hearts, as if something sacred will appear in the next moment, or it will be like attending mass in a church , feel the tranquility and detachment of body and mind.

Edward also stopped talking to himself in the eyes of others, but before the music was halfway through, he suddenly glanced to the front left.

His hands didn't stop playing, but a disturbing smile gradually expanded on his face.

A heavy footstep approached the crowd from a distance, a faint smell of blood drifted over with the wind in the city, a scream sounded, and a figure came from another direction.

The figure was holding a classical quill, wearing a blood-stained black clergy robe, dark golden hair, no wrinkles, facial features like classical sculptures, one eye was dark blue and almost black, and the other was covered with tiny blood vessels, with a gloomy expression. sluggish.

He approached the garden in the middle of the street step by step, and the people around him died in various ways inexplicably.

The people around Edward didn't notice that there was a huge danger approaching behind them, they still listened to the mass and prayed.And Edward stared closely at the notebook in the hands of the figure holding 0-08, a simple bookmark emerged from a corner.

A smile appeared on the corner of the devil's mouth, and just as he was about to stand up, his surrounding vision suddenly changed.

The sun in the sky disappeared, and the brick and stone ground and flower beds turned into a vast plain where night herbs and moonflowers grew. A crimson moon hangs overhead, covering everything around with a blood-red veil.

Where did the goddess of the night come from?Where is my devil card?The smile on Edward's mouth disappeared.

At the same time, in His pure black pupils, a figure slowly emerged.The woman in the black robe has a beautiful face but no expression, and the calamity of death descends silently. He seems to be staring at a dead person.

0-17!

……

"not good!"

At the moment when the field of vision suddenly became completely black, the real Creator who was monitoring everything suddenly stood up, and He was ready to leave immediately to prevent the worst from developing.

But the next moment, a blond priest in a white robe appeared in front of His eyes, his eyes were as pure and clear as a child's.

"Adam!"

An angry word burst out from the throat of the true Creator. He stared at his half body, and the shadows around him instantly boiled like boiling water:
"Don't use the avatar to stop me, get out!"

Adam held the silver cross in his hand. Facing the wrath of the true God, he was neither panic nor annoyed, and smiled calmly:

"You should thank me."

"Otherwise, how could the Church of Evernight have not suppressed your members so far?"

The True Creator frowned.

This is also where he had doubts for a long time—or there were too many doubts. When he returned to Sequence 3, it was not surprising that the Aurora Society stronghold located on the outskirts of Backlund was swept by the eyes of gods.But immediately afterwards, the follow-up of becoming a god, entering Backlund, and designating Klein as his favored person, all kinds of things did not attract any natural attention and attacks.

"It really is you." He narrowed his eyes.

"That's right, after I confirmed your status, I immediately re-negotiated with the Evernight Goddess. I claimed that you were bewitched by the Outer Gods, but you have not been polluted, and you can still be trusted." Adam said compassionately, "No Come to think of it, you're actually one step ahead of me."

"Since this is the case, I don't need the trend of the times anymore, and everything after that will be taken over by you."

"Only, the servant of the Outer God can't stay by your side. He should be dead now."

Adam peacefully gazed at the real Creator who was suddenly stunned.

"...I didn't say a few words to you, I wouldn't have imagined that arbitrariness is such an infuriating thing."

The shadow of the riot rushed to Adam's feet, and would swallow this figure emitting a faint golden light at any time. The real creator almost cursed:
"You didn't even—you didn't even come to have a word of communication with me!!"

"He is not a member of the Outer God!"

The True Creator had trouble breathing, and it took a lifetime of self-cultivation to resist the urge to tell the truth and scold Adam to death:
"You have no idea what you've done! Go away!"

Adam, who didn't know why, finally realized that something was wrong with his half body, he frowned and said:

"What do you mean?"

The real creator didn't intend to talk nonsense with him anymore, he just wanted to kill this long-winded avatar and leave.

Suddenly, His eye regained its vision.

He saw that there seemed to be countless invisible sharp knives slashing through, cutting the piano and Edward Vaughan with dull eyes.

TBC
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There is a high probability of double updates today. 06:30.

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