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

Chapter 327 Only Going Forward
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"Your Excellency the Saint of Mystic Blood."

Irena stepped forward quickly, and stopped the man in the red robe who was about to leave at the corner: "There is a meeting at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, please attend on time."

The man in the red robe turned his head, revealing a pale and beautiful face under the hood, holding a folder in his hand.Hearing his companion's call, he first made a sign of the cross on his chest, and then asked hoarsely:
"Dream or reality?"

"Reality." Irena said, although she also wanted to hold the meeting directly in her dream, "it was at the address of the last meeting. Besides, I have other questions. May I ask what you think about Intis's current situation?" What is your view on the parliamentary system?"

Mr. A, who has become a saint, stood there thinking for a few seconds, and his voice became a little low: "They are not pious enough."

Irena sighed, and this is the difficulty of getting along with fanatics: it is a very stupid thing to talk about piety with some nobles... The more ignorant the more devout, and the more people who have a lot of resources are right The more thorough the understanding of this world is, most of the nobles and rich people often just cooperate with the church for profit, and even Irena finds it difficult to find a few people who are devout to the Eternal Blazing Sun from her own family.Even she herself, who has become a saint and is likely to succeed the future priest of the Guangming Cathedral, is not very devout to the real Creator.

Strictly speaking, she just longs for light, warmth, the sun and some beautiful things.

"The change of belief needs to be gradual. The nobles have not been driven to a desperate situation, and it is difficult to sincerely turn to the Lord."

"Then they should disappear." Mr. A said in a natural tone, "Isn't that what the church plans too?"

"Not yet."

Although her affection for the family is limited, the family has given her the capital to become a mid-sequence powerhouse and allowed her to live a superior and affluent life. Irena has to think about it for the Montemar family: "The church has already taken out For the corresponding plan, we just need to follow the Lord’s guidance and implement it.”

After mentioning the Lord, Mr. A immediately stopped making comments, but crossed himself devoutly.

Irena breathed a sigh of relief: "Recently, you have been in charge of missionary activities for the bottom-level personnel and subsidizing social welfare activities. You have quite a lot of experience in Loen activities. How do you feel? Is it smooth? What's the opinion?"

"They are religious."

"do you have anything else?"

"As long as there is food, people will not die, and people are religious." Mr. A said stiffly.

Irena pressed her brows, she urgently needs the Dark Saint to have some conversations with Mr. A that only fanatics can understand.It's a pity that she, an envoy, is also pious in principle, so she led the topic without showing any trace: "Do the people have any other demands?"

"More food, better paying jobs, better housing, and education."

Mr. A's tone is still rigid, probably only the daily sacrament ceremony and the new holy scriptures that are still being compiled can make him show some enthusiasm: "People are greedy, and after becoming a Sequence Nine, they will start yearning for a Sequence Eight. People always want to have better things. But after they get better things, they will only take the Lord’s mercy for granted, and will not act for the glory of the Lord.”

Irena was startled, and felt that the other party seemed to have hit the point unexpectedly.

She couldn't help but nodded, and discussed seriously: "It's only been a month and a half since the change of faith. What we need now is to win people's hearts. Cooperating with the Church of Steam, developing industries, increasing employment opportunities, and improving the overall level of education are the next steps. something to do in a few years.”

"I don't understand these things."

Mr. A said: "I only care about whether they will be pious, whether they will have admiration and love for the Lord."

"When they receive the Lord's relief, they will show joyful expressions and pray devoutly, but after a few times, they get used to it."

Mr. A snorted: "Grateful and grateful when he was rescued, he seemed pious, but he began to resent after no relief. I have seen many such things. The Lord spreads His glory and allows us to share the happiness of the kingdom of heaven, but the Lord is willing to save people. Kindness, not necessity.”

"So what do you think?"

"My opinion?" Mr. A raised his brows, and immediately said in a calm manner, "Of course, we should start with the education of the lambs! We need more schools and new teaching materials, so that everyone can thank the Lord. Mercy, let everyone act for the glory of the Lord, we live because of the Lord, then of course dedicate our soul and life to the Lord, and always take the initiative to contribute to the kingdom of heaven with a grateful heart!"

I knew it... Irena's smile immediately became perfunctory.

"Thank you for your precious advice." She was about to leave, "I'll see you tomorrow."

……

Ruen, Backlund.

At two o'clock in the afternoon on Wednesday, at No. 160 Boklund Street, Dawn Dantès reached out and pressed his forehead, and put down the file in his hand.

"The people in the hospital have basically been treated, but there are still many wounded who are not even eligible to go to the hospital..."

He muttered to himself, and fell back on the high-back chair.

Klein is not in a good mood recently. He just passed through Origin Castle two days ago, and borrowed a special sealed item "Life Cane" with healing effects from the City of Silver, and also sent the more and more free food in the Aurora Society Part of it passed.

According to the "Sun" in the Tarot meeting this week, most people in the City of Silver have already started to eat Mr. Frank's mushrooms. This high-protein crop has a pleasing appearance (compared with the meat of disgusting monsters ), has an irresistible taste (compared with unpalatable monster meat), and has various special effects, and the most popular one is the purification mushroom.

If Frank's connection with the Aurora Society only surprised Klein, then the fact that he would be reused in the Aurora Society made Klein feel that the World Mushroom Day was approaching, but seeing the positive feedback from the people in the City of Silver, he had a real love for mushrooms. Klein thought it was good to love and express his heartfelt blessings and thanks to Mr. Frank Lee who was far away from the outside world.

Frank realized his desire to help others and solve hunger. The people of the City of Silver were freed from the monster's meat full of toxins and pollution, and tasted normal food in an unusual way. Everyone is happy, and my own worries seem a bit inappropriate.Perhaps, Frank, who is still in the middle sequence, can do more in the future... Forget it!
"...However, there are still some devout believers of the Lord who are unwilling to accept the gift of Ability God."

"It's not that I hate you, Mr. Fool, nor for any other reason, nor are I hostile to converts. They are happy to see that the City of Silver has been saved, but...they can't change their beliefs. They worship the sun, Think it's salvation."

When Derrick said this, he was a little bit lost.

Faith is not so easy to abandon, let alone the belief passed down from generation to generation, the only spiritual pillar in darkness and despair.

"Mr. World, can you please pass on some items related to the Lord?" Little "Sun" said almost pleadingly, "If those elders see that Mister Fool has a close relationship with the Lord, maybe they will be willing to slowly keep the faith and join us..."

Klein, who is already Mr. X of the Aurora Society and also serves as the "Fool" of the true god, was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly:
"I will."

Then he quickly submitted a large amount of information, and traded some formulas and materials. Through private negotiations with the Dark Saint, he took away a copy of the best believer's charm from the Aurora Society, and handed it to the City of Silver along with food and medicine.

As the authority of the true Creator increases, the Aurora Society's monthly best believer selection rewards have also been upgraded.

For the first time, Klein knew that the sacred and depraved auras could be so harmoniously condensed into one spell, and it had multiple effects.It seems to use the ability of the "shepherd" as the cornerstone, with the purification, sanctity and blessing of the "sun" pathway, as well as the "secret prayer" to blend into the shadows, flesh magic and weakened grazing, which can be opened according to the user's spell Make multiple choices before the spirituality is exhausted, completely 1+1>2, which is equivalent to a one-time version of "Squirming Hunger" without side effects.

Klein couldn't help but wonder, if the real creator had a few more paths, wouldn't this god-given spell be omnipotent?
The gift from the gods is the best proof of the close relationship between "The Fool" and the true Creator. According to the feedback from "The Sun", the City of Silver seems to be very happy to welcome this gift, but what the Council of Six is ​​most interested in is not this gift. Precious charms, but items from the outside world. The first thing Klein sent over was a travel brochure.

Through these gifts, Klein borrowed the "Life Cane" for his loved ones.

Considering that the City of Silver seems to have always believed that it is the last human being in the world, and has no idea that the outside world is thriving, Klein pondered for a long time, and decided to give the brochure as a gift from the "fools" to help them see the reality clearly.

There is sunshine in the outside world, but the East Continent has not welcomed the sun until last month; there are many gods in the outside world, and the dangerous shadow and darkness in the East Continent are born from the madness of the true Creator; the outside world is full of Vitality, but there is no grass in the Eastern Continent, no ocean, no forest, no wilderness, no daylight, only monsters and an invisible future... You are not the last chosen people protected by God, but those who have been abandoned by God because of your beliefs and have been deliberately ignored ethnic group.

The real creator seems to be sad about the things in the Eastern Continent, but will believers hate their own Lord because of this?

Klein sighed.

He played conscientiously in the hospital, using his eerie appearance to create some small miracles of regeneration of severed limbs. The potion of the "Crafty Mage" was thus digested, but there was still a long way to go before he was promoted, and it was far from enough.

"... Saving people is endless. People in the hospital come and go, batch after batch."

"And in places I can't see, there are countless times more people who died than those I saw..."

Physical and mental exhaustion is much more than that.

When "Magic Mirror" Arrods pretended to be Dwayne Dantès, he took the initiative to reveal Mr. Dantès' love for beautiful women.

Therefore, many nobles and rich people are now trying to put some beautiful women beside Mr. Dantès.

Klein remained silent. He tried to reject these beautiful women who were sent, but even if he refused, these girls would not return to where they came from, and they might even fall into an even more dangerous situation.So he accepted them and put them into his mansion and the manor he just rented as maids-so at some balls, the men teased Mr. Dantès in a teasing tone that he knew how to enjoy life, and the manor was full of beauties.

Nausea.

he thinks.

But he couldn't refuse, and he didn't want to.At least, these girls, big and small, can still have a stable job, a stable residence, three meals a day, and the protection of a demigod by their side. Some people who remember where they came from can still return Home.

"It's really like Capin." Klein sometimes observed those nobles during the dance, thinking silently.

"These people are the richer and more prestigious Kapin, and I was like Kapin's backers at that time. The abducted girls were sent to me. Their lives are as low as those of the people in the southern continent. I think If we let them disappear, they won't even have a chance to ask for help."

"What use is it if I kill a Capin?"

"These things have almost nothing to do with Extraordinary. They are not for acting or Extraordinary characteristics, but just because of people's selfish desires—it can exist without Extraordinary power. Capin is dead, is the abduction over? Did George III stop? Ruen Is the darkness of the kingdom gone?"

"No, I just can't see it."

"There must be a lot of Kapin out there that I can't see, but since I can't see it, so..."

Klein closed his eyes and saw darkness.

There is no point in punishing the nobles, even if they yell at those who gave him women as presents, it will not help.

"Just killing a few people won't change anything. Even if I really have the ability to kill George III, it's useless, and it will cause Loen to fall into chaos, which may cause even more serious consequences during the war."

"Then what to do... what should I do?"

……

In the Hall's mansion.

Audrey was sitting on the balcony of her bedroom basking in the sun, and Susie lay at her feet.

They did not communicate verbally, but read each other's minds with expressions and movements.

Susie was complaining to Audrey: "When will the Extraordinary who is in charge of monitoring us leave? I haven't gone for a walk for a long time, Audrey, I feel like I'm going to rust."

Audrey stroked Susie's head, sighed softly, looked out the window, and gave Susie a wink: "Be patient for a while, Susie, we can't leave home now, after tea I will Let me take you for a walk in the garden."

Susie barked, lay down again, closed her eyes and dozed off.

Audrey stood up calmly, lifted her skirt, and said to Anne, the personal maid standing outside the room, "Is the hot water in the bathroom ready?"

Anne's voice came from outside the room: "Okay, miss."

"Okay." Audrey walked out of the room, and Annie followed her step by step.After entering the bathroom, he asked Annie to wait outside.Audrey specially wore simple home clothes today, without cumbersome laces and panniers, and could be put on and taken off without the help of a maid.

Only then will the feeling of being watched disappear.

Audrey breathed a sigh of relief, took off the metal brooch and gemstone earrings on her home clothes, and picked up the flowers and essential oils for bathing.Then, she took out a candle from her sleeve, broke it into three parts, and built a simple ceremony venue on the bathroom dressing table.

She pressed her chest, listening to her heart beating like a drum, feeling more nervous than when she was praying to Mister Fool.

"Relax, Audrey, this honorable name is correct and will not be passed on to strange existences..."

She took a deep breath, clasped her hands together, closed her eyes, and recited in a low voice:

"A fire that burns unquenched;

Prisoners of chaos and deathmatch;

You are the creator of the cursed city;
You are the protector of all who rebel against fate;
Dear 'Angel of Temperance', Mr. Richard Ernst with us..."

……

Eastern Continent.

"Please rest assured." The true Creator said to an old woman with compassion, "The sun has risen, the earth is about to regain its vitality, the day of redemption has arrived, and the days of suffering are about to end."

With His words, the dark sky lit up, and the warm sun rose, covering everything in the world with golden light.

The monster turned into black smoke and dissipated, golden crops burst out of the ground, swaying gently like waves, the saved people laughed and sang hymns to the all-knowing and all-powerful Lord at the same time.

The woman who was too old to judge her age raised her head for a long time, looking at everything in front of her.

The real Creator waited patiently for a long time before the woman dressed as a priest finally looked away from the sun in the sky reluctantly.She looked at the young man holding the cross in front of her, and said solemnly and slowly, "Thank you, Messenger of the Lord..."

Then, she turned around and walked slowly up to the altar in the center of the city, lit the sacrificial flame, and threw the sacrifices and things that pleased the gods into the fire.Green smoke curled up into the sky, and she bowed deeply toward the sun.

"Praise be to you, the all-knowing and all-powerful Lord..."

"We are finally saved..."

An old hoarse voice came intermittently, and the figure of the priestess scattered like a handful of sand falling in the wind.

The laughing people, the golden wheat fields and the whole city are weathered together, they are gone with the wind, and the world of dreams is shattered.

The world dimmed, revealing a dark sky.

The true Creator stood in the ruins of a city-state completely occupied by strange plants. The altar in the center of the city-state collapsed in half, and a crooked bone lay in the center of the altar. The priest's clothing and spiritual things on his body had rotted into mud.

Right above the dead bones, a powerful evil spirit like black mist hovered in the sky, protecting this city-state that had long lost its vitality.But the speed of the evil spirit's activities gradually slowed down, and the body gradually disintegrated without being attacked.

It saw the legendary sunshine in its dream, and saw that its people had been redeemed belatedly, so it happily vanished into nothingness.

The true Creator stood still, holding the cross tightly in his hand, and said in a low voice: "I am late, may you be relieved."

"Destroyed three years ago in 240."

Edward also escaped from the dream, and was doing rough archaeological activities around, pushing his flat glasses: "I didn't expect this place to be destroyed...but they persisted for 0 years without angels and level 1000 sealed items. Losing to endless temptation and despair, and finally being swallowed by an external force from the darkness, is quite respectable."

They came here following the memory of the last owner of the amulet, and only saw a ruin that was mostly destroyed by the traces of the battle, and a ghost hovering in the air, dragging all the surrounding creatures into the battle that destroyed the city of evil spirits.

"...but they weren't saved."

When you are destroyed by an irresistible monster, when you see yourself and your loved ones die with your own eyes, is there more pain, or is it more relief to end the pain?The true Creator took a deep breath, and then breathed out deeply: "Is the belated redemption still redemption?"

The Outer God shrugged.

"It's up to you." He said, "I can comfort you with 'at least you are here', or I can say 'no', but you should have the answer in your heart when you ask this question."

"Yes, if I have to say it, I don't regret it." The True Creator whispered, "But it's just that I don't regret it."

Edward glanced at him, and praised casually: "You are in good condition now."

"Do you call this kind of mental burden a good state?"

"I'm thinking from your point of view. You can feel the burden, which means you are in a good state." Edward folded his arms and teased, "If you don't respond all the way, I should think about leaving the earth for a while In which direction did you run?"

The True Creator did not respond, and sighed softly.

He raised his head and looked into the distance, his eyes penetrated the shadow and darkness, and saw the huge fog barrier that divided the continent.

Edward was also looking in that direction.

"I declare in advance that I am unable to break the seal of Tianzun now." The real creator said, "You still insist on going now?"

Outer God nodded: "When you have the ability to open the seal, will my source quality still be mine? But there seems to be a city-state nearby, do you want to bypass it, or visit it?"

"Go and visit." The real creator stepped forward and walked towards the direction of the gray mist seal, "There are very few survivors in the Eastern Continent, I can't let them go on like this, the sun alone is not enough. It must be like the City of Silver , and get outside funding.”

"Oh, are you going to give them the title of 'The Fool'?" Edward said, "You really work hard for the younger generation."

The true Creator glanced at him: "Which identity are you using now?"

"I think it should be Edward Vaughn." Outer God paused for a second, then tapped his temple with his hand, "Isn't it? Probably because this land is very compatible with me, it's a bit interesting Wusiren, accidentally started talking in the tone of the first me."

The expression on Edward's face gradually disappeared, and he looked at the darkness in the distance with a rather distant gaze.

"It's very nostalgic. My hometown is also like this. It is full of despair and pain. No matter what race it is, it sinks in the slaughter."

"We have been dismantled and dismembered, turned into nests against the cold, into fuel and the extraordinary characteristics of breeding the next generation, but their life is not easy, in order to ensure the health of the next generation, they need enough food and nutrition, for this It even needs to let the mother eat part of the father's body to keep the fetus healthy like a praying mantis. Sometimes the nutrition is insufficient, and the mother will automatically digest the unborn embryo."

The True Creator frowned.

He said in a brisk tone:

"All this pain is for living, but living has become a burden... When you asked me about 'salvation' just now, I suddenly thought that if I were a person in the land abandoned by the gods, I might be like killing Kill you like him, if I have the chance."

"It may be a kind of happiness not to know the truth of the catastrophe."

The outer gods didn't speak any more, and neither did the true Creator.

A few seconds later, Outer God reached out and pinched the sides of his cheeks, and his expression naturally changed from indifference to kindness.

"Okay, just now, it was just some emotional dregs. That story is over long ago, and I actually quite like this kind of atmosphere." Edward adjusted his facial expression, smiled and said with emotion, "Look It seems that the human spirit is quite tenacious, much stronger than I thought, and your believers can rely on their beliefs to support them for so long, and you are the best among them."

"..."

"You're not thinking about what I said just now, are you?" Edward wondered, "Then I'm going to interview you."

"No." The True Creator sighed, "Let's go."

TBC
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Just keep going.

(End of this chapter)