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

722
Looking at the "Fool" card that slipped out of his cuff, Zaratul couldn't calm down for a long time.

A gust of cold wind in late autumn blew in at the right time, adding to the frightening atmosphere of this scene.

Although he is a Sequence One, Zaratul doesn't think he can use his weak divination to find out the location of the origin castle holder and the people around him who are protected by him.Because the status of Origin Castle is too high, it is impossible to be divined by anything. Even if Amon came, he would have to investigate through mystic connections and abnormal avatar deaths.

In other words, the appearance of this card is not the result of my own divination, but the product of mystic connection!

...There are two ways to interpret it. One is because I have just been in close contact with Origin Castle, and I have been contaminated with the other party's aura and connection, so the "Fool" card appeared naturally... The other is that this girl and Origin Castle hold The most important thing is that the "Fool" card appeared when I was divining this girl. Even if there are two reasons, the probability of the latter must be greater!

Melissa looked curiously at the suddenly silent Zaratul, and saw the "Fool" card that had slipped from his sleeve to the ground.She bent down and helped the handicapped old fortune-teller pick up the cards:

"Give."

"Thank you." Zaratul took it, and thanked him dryly, "Let me do a simple divination for you. You can choose to divination the progress of recent troubles, your fortune in the future, or the health of your family members. Future feelings..."

He moved back, chattering and shuffling the cards in his hands.

Melissa was fascinated by the movement of him shuffling the cards. It was hard to imagine that such an old pair of hands possessed such incredible dexterity. After a few seconds, Melissa woke up as if from a dream, and said while thinking:
"I did encounter a little trouble in school... I originally studied with a professor who believed in the god of steam and machinery, but he returned to Intis two months ago because of his belief, and our project was banned. It was forced to be shelved, and a professor who believed in Goddess came to take over, but this professor didn't know much about our project. After trying to advance it for a while, he decided to change direction or reorganize..."

Zaratul understood: "It means that you are facing a situation where your hard work in the past few months has been in vain."

"……Yes."

Melissa recalled this proverb twice in her mind, and felt that there was an indescribable philosophy. It was probably what Emperor Roselle said:
"I just worked hard for two months, and it's not a big loss... The professor also promised to arrange a more suitable project team for us... Fortunately, I didn't convert to Steam because of the favor of the first professor. The God of Mechanics did not apply for Intis's study abroad opportunity, otherwise the situation might be even worse than it is now."

"So you plan to study divination?" Zaratul shuffled the cards and prepared to draw one.

"If I only do this divination once... I would like to divination my brother's work fortune." Melissa shook her head without hesitation, "His recent work seems to have encountered a bottleneck period, he is always absent-minded, frowning, and is concerned about the work. Things are avoided and not answered. And I just became a college student this year, the project is not going well, and I can't earn money to support my family. Compared with me, my brother's fortune is more important."

Although she doesn't believe in divination very much, she thinks it's just a comforting thing like psychotherapy, and like many steam believers, she believes that all unknown and supernatural things can't be explained by science. Knowing the existence of "true supernatural power", I have more curiosity and awe for things I don't understand.

Zaratul said in his heart that I was doing a free divination, but he did not just give you a divination. He restrained his bad humor and asked Melissa, "Which brother?" After all, this little girl thought that one of her brothers "dead". The object must be the one she thought was still alive.

He drew a card out of it and showed it to Melissa:
"It is the right position of the priestess. Please see, this card symbolizes knowledge, tranquility and self-change, suggesting a kind of learning and change that settles down, not only referring to the aspect of knowledge, but also the heart. Miss Melissa, Your elder brother may have a long period of time at work, which needs to accumulate and accumulate, and after this period of time, it will bring a good result and obtain considerable gains."

Everyone likes to hear nice words, and Melissa is no exception.

She was slightly relieved to hear this, and thought it pleased her, whether it was true or consoling.

"Miss, do you want to know the reason why your brother is absent-minded?"

Zaratul easily gained some trust and favor from Melissa, and having learned a lot of negotiating skills with demons, he was quite confident in his sense of mystery, so he took the initiative to take a step and asked with a smile.

Melissa didn't have time to speak, but her eyes were once again attracted by Zaratul's shuffling skills. Zaratul quickly finished shuffling the cards, took out a card from it, twirled his fingers, and showed it to Melissa. In front of:

"It turns out that the lover is in the right place, miss!"

Zaratul laughed. He, who hadn't divined so many trivial human affairs for a long time, smiled sincerely.Although He already got the answer during the first divination, He patiently gave Melissa a divination show:
"Your brother may have undergone some emotional changes that cannot be ignored, and this may be a good thing, don't you think?"

"What, you mean, Benson—"

Melissa's eyes widened at once, and she covered her mouth with her hands in disbelief, and then there was a smile on the corners of her eyes and brows, and the brown-black eyes shone with a smart light, making her look more lively and cute, and more It's like the reaction that a girl of the current age group should have.

Benson... Zaratul certainly would not let this name go, he immediately used his spiritual perception to perform divination, and obtained a lot of information from the person with this name: Benson Moretti lives in Backlund now, and he does not possess any extraordinary abilities. Ability, the family is a follower of the Evernight Goddess.And he originally lived in a city called Tingen with his younger brother and younger sister... He was a government employee who just started working this year, and moved here with his younger sister at the end of last year... The age is not the same, and the appearance is not the same as Origin Castle The heirs do not match... This is the eldest son, so he is the second son... The family conditions have leapt from an ordinary clerk who barely made ends meet to a government employee with a weekly salary of more than 3 pounds within a year. It is unexpectedly lucky...

Zaratul raised his eyebrows slightly.

He divined that the Moretti family had an abnormal income, and the source was the Church of Evernight.

This should be what she said "died in the line of duty"?Unexpectedly, the owner of Origin Castle was once a believer of the Goddess of the Night, but why did he die, why did he become the favored person of the Creator... Is it the escape technique of the false believer, or the conversion after being resurrected by the Creator?
He still knows too little about the information about the owner of Origin Castle, and given him so much information, he still can only rely on guesswork.

The old fortune-teller pursed his mouth, and his breath blew the messy white beard around him slightly.

"My God, he, he didn't tell me at all."

Melissa's eyes sparkled, five points of surprise and five points of complaint because of Benson's hesitancy and refusal to speak.The old man was able to tell the simple situation of his family as soon as they met, and Melissa had already believed in this result.She was about to thank her and leave, but saw the old man handing the stack of Tarot cards to her face, smiling kindly and saying:
"Little girl, do you want to do a divination?"

"?I……"

"Well, the simplest." Zaratul saw Melissa's hesitation, and added, "It just so happens that I also have a troublesome thing. Just when I was thinking about how to deal with it, you appeared in my In front of you. You don’t need skills, you just need to draw a card at random.”

Hearing this, Melissa was a little eager to try:

"Is it enough to just draw one?"

Zaratul smiled and nodded.

It was the first time for Melissa to have such an opportunity. She was a little curious and reserved. After thinking for a while, she took the top card and slowly opened it:

"This is... the hermit?"

Zaratul raised his eyebrows, looked over, and saw that the card in the girl's hand was the "Hermit" in the right place!
After watching the reversed position for so long, he finally saw a upright position that belonged to him, and it was not a tower. Zaratul had the urge to cry with joy.

"Unsociable, lofty, cautious, alone, elder, wise..."

This card from Melissa's hands expresses Melissa's views and attitudes towards herself. If the other party is really the turning point in her fate, then the metaphor of this card is particularly important.Zaratul didn't get flustered just because this was the right position. He silently recalled the meaning and symbol of "hermit" in his heart, and he was not sure whether this was a warning to his choice and his future:
"Think before you act, ask for advice, explore inwardly, guide, introspect, don't be blind, live alone..."

Zaratul was silent, and tapped his thigh slowly with one finger, feeling as if he had grasped something, but he didn't seem to understand it at all.No way, divination and fate are like this.

Roselle also murmured once, thinking that there is a rule of "you can't tell the truth or you will lose your life" among the fortune tellers. Zaratul has never heard of this rule.But it is undeniable that Roselle in the early days sometimes looked too high on Him. Zaratul knew that he was neither omniscient nor omnipotent, and he was far from reaching the pinnacle in divination.

Sometimes he doesn't say anything, not only because he can't say anything, but also because he doesn't know what will happen.

Melissa didn't respond to seeing him, thinking that this card didn't bode well.Just when she was a little nervous holding the cards, Zaratul suddenly smiled as if realizing something. He smiled and thanked Melissa:

"Thank you, Miss Melissa, your divination made me think about the future, and I am no longer so confused."

Thinking that she just grabbed a card at random, Melissa looked at the "Hermit" card in her hand, and couldn't help but wonder:
"Does divination really have such a magical power? Can you see the future destiny through a single card?"

Hehe, as long as the ritual magic is used correctly, it is not difficult to borrow power from the great existence. Divination and mysticism have never gone away, but have been hidden... Zaratul nodded slightly: "Yes, Miss Melissa , Maybe you don’t think there is any meaning in it, no matter what you draw is a coincidence, but for people like us, whether it’s a coincidence or a random number, it’s one of the harbingers of fate.”

He took all the cards from Melissa, put the pendulum back into his arms, picked up the crutches, and stood up slowly.Melissa reached out to help, but found that the old man's movements were not slow, and he didn't seem to be injured in the fall just now:

"You have already foreshadowed this to me just now, and it is destined that you are the one who will foretell this to me."

Melissa also stood up, and after hearing this sentence, she was stunned for a few seconds, and slightly opened her eyes wide:

"You mean, I appeared here, I bumped you, I gave you a fortune-telling, all these are actually destined by fate?"

She suddenly found that she couldn't see through the old man's thoughts, but as an educated and polite woman, she did not express a very clear denial of this point of view.She knew that the thinking of elderly people must be very stubborn and old-fashioned, not to mention this kind of old people who still need to do divination in a mysterious way.

Melissa didn't say anything, she wanted to say goodbye, but Zaratul said first:
"It's a pleasure communicating with you, Miss Melissa, I hope we can all get our own satisfactory answers."

"Me too." Melissa gave a simple salute with the document in one hand and the skirt in the other.

"Go back quickly, miss, if you go home on the third street now, you can still see some interesting things..." Zaratul showed a mysterious smile, then bowed slightly, turned his head and left.

"Interesting thing? What interesting thing..."

Melissa bid farewell to this strange old man. She took her own things and walked alone on the road for a while. She wanted to walk back like this, but what Zaratul said at the end kept lingering in her ears, which was very meaningful His words seemed to have a hook on them, which made it hard for her to forget.

"Third Street is only a few minutes away from here. It's a bit of a detour to go home, but it's safer..."

Melissa made a natural turn at her feet, and she quickly passed through a small block, avoiding the slowly approaching streetcar, and walked into the Third Street, where the flow of people was significantly greater.

It is the peak time of getting off work and school in the evening, and young people walking together can be seen everywhere in Hillston, as well as gentlemen and ladies in formal clothes and briefcases rushing on the road.The shops on the street are doing their best to take advantage of the peak hours, and there are many diners sitting in restaurants and dessert shops.As Melissa walked, she looked around suspiciously, looking for the "interesting thing" that Zaratul said.

Suddenly, Melissa saw a familiar figure in the crowd.

"Ah, Ben—"

She quickly shut up, hid aside, and watched intently her brother Benson walking with a strange lady, and the two chatted happily.Benson was more active and eloquent than usual, and he kept throwing out one interesting topic after another, making the young lady laugh. The atmosphere between the two was subtle and harmonious, and there were some faint and unspeakable emotions.

Benson sent the lady into a townhouse, straightened his collar contentedly, and then suddenly found a pair of sparkling eyes staring at him not far in front of him, and took a closer look, Benson I was taken aback, and suddenly felt guilty:

"May, Melissa, why are you here?"

The eldest brother, who was still eloquent just now, suddenly became clumsy, like a student who was caught skipping class secretly, and even his cheeks were slightly red.Meeting his sister's meaningful and smiling eyes, Benson coughed uncomfortably, and turned his face away:

"Don't you usually take a shortcut? Why did you come here suddenly today?"

Melissa looked at the townhouse where the strange lady disappeared, and then at Benson, with a sense of accomplishment and curiosity in her smile:

"Are you always absent-minded during this time, and you still come back late after taking a detour, just to send this lady home?"

Benson coughed again, he hummed twice indiscriminately, reached out to grab his sister's arm, and took his sister home as if fleeing: "What about you? Melissa, why did you suddenly appear here? What should you do?" Didn't follow me from Queens?"

"I'll go back and tell you." Melissa said excitedly, "Benson, how long have you been together? When are you going to propose?"

"It's still early! Me and Ruth, no, Ms. Brook is a new employee from our cooperation department. She is very good. I just happened to drop by her for a while." Benson looked uncomfortably at the side of the road, just in time Seeing a crow that was looking for food, "We just met not long ago, just some familiar colleagues, Melissa, don't let your imagination run wild."

Melissa smiled and said nothing as she recalled the content of divination and lover cards.

In the crowd of people coming and going, the brother and sister held each other's arms and trotted towards home under the afterglow of the evening.

……

"At that time, my father and mother were walking like this, and suddenly, they fell to the ground with a slap, and then died."

In a barren field, tangerine-haired Letty Orr sat leaning against a stone, and beside her was a ragged little boy whose feet were covered in mud and blood scabs from a long walk. .

"Is it because of hunger?" Audrey asked softly.

"Well, I'm very hungry, my stomach is always on fire, but I don't feel any better after a few days."

There was no sad expression on the face of the little boy with black hair, only childlike innocence and calm.He was sitting on the ground playing with some stones, and told Audrey that the two larger stones were "Mom and Dad", and the two smaller ones were him and his brother.

"Mom and Dad died, fell to the ground, and the birds and dogs came to eat them."

"I'm hungry and I want to eat, but I can't because it's my parents."

While muttering that he couldn't eat it, the little boy grabbed the two stones and stuffed them into his mouth, gnawing on them like bread.With a crunching sound, Audrey's fingers clenched a little bit, but she didn't make a sound.

His mouth was dripping with blood, and he continued vaguely:

"We walked for a long time, and we were very hungry. My brother told me that he could endure for a long time, and it would be fine if he didn't eat for a month. I believed it."

As he spoke, he grabbed the small stone, put it in his mouth and began to chew:

"However, that night, my brother starved to death."

"Birds and dogs don't want to eat my brother, because they can eat too much, and my brother is only skin and bones, so I burned him." The little boy showed a proud smile and raised his head proudly , as if waiting for a compliment.

Seeing the blood in his mouth and the broken teeth stained red, Audrey couldn't help but use a comfort to herself. smiled and said:

"Pura did a great job, you are strong and brave."

The little boy was praised, held his head even higher, and said with great enthusiasm: "That's right! When I burned my brother, there were people who tried to take him away, but I didn't let them succeed! I protected my brother." !"

Someone came to snatch my brother when he was burning?Why snatch a dead child, could it be... Audrey felt dizzy for a while.She is glad that she is possessed in a rag doll. If she has a body, even if she has gone through a lot of mental training, she may not be able to bear it now and start to retch, or really spit it out-then this psychotherapy is completely exhausted. If it fails, it will also be a major failure for her as a psychiatrist.

She nodded vigorously, and reached out to stroke the little boy's dirty, clumped hair, making her smile full of vitality and encouragement:

"You did a great job! In the future, you should protect other people like you protect your younger brother, okay?"

"Yeah!" The little boy who got the affirmation also nodded vigorously, and suddenly asked, "Big sister, have you seen gems?"

Audrey thought about Letty's character design, and thought that she was in psychotherapy now, so she shook her head and showed a curious look: "I haven't seen it before, has Pula seen it? What does the gemstone look like?"

The little boy stretched out his hand and drew a ball the size of a child's fist:

"It's so big, red, and shiny!"

"When I was very hungry, I saw a gem next to a dead person. I was very happy and wanted to take the gem away to exchange for food, but I was so hungry that I couldn't stand it, so I Just eat the gem..."

The little boy hammered the ground angrily: "It must be the problem with the gemstone. Since then, I have been hungry. No matter how much I eat, I can't get enough. Even if I eat stones, meat, people, and souls, it's useless... ...I've always been hungry...and I'm hungry now..."

As he spoke, the little boy began to rub his hands carelessly on the ground, grabbing sand, stones, withered plants and everything he could find and stuffing them into his mouth.Audrey wanted to use her extraordinary ability to stop it, but she still gritted her teeth and endured it.

She is a walker of dreams, not a shaper or changer of dreams.

No matter how much death, pain, and sorrow she saw in her dream, she couldn't change the dream, even if it was easy for her.

"You will definitely no longer be hungry..." Audrey reached out and stroked the head of the little boy who was constantly eating sundries, and said softly, "The next time we meet, can my sister bring you something delicious? Delicious bread, sausage, barbecue, you will definitely like it..."

After hearing this, the little boy raised his head hastily, and asked ignorantly and expectantly:

"really?"

"Well, really."

Audrey's voice became more and more gentle, with hypnotic magic: "I will bring a lot, and I will definitely let you eat until you are full..."

Under her comfort, the spirit of the dream master gradually became calm, the little boy gradually stopped chewing crazily, and his eyes were slightly closed.

"Sleep, sleep..." Audrey hummed softly.

When the little boy fell asleep against the wall with his eyes closed, a shadow appeared in the air.Taufik, who was wearing a mask with a black background and red stripes, gestured to Audrey. Audrey nodded and grabbed his arm. Together, the two left the little boy's dreamland.

Soon, the two broke away from the dream, and their consciousness returned to the real world.

Audrey stood up from the seat and walked a few steps lightly.She looked at the grim looking old middle-aged man on the hospital bed who was fastened by chains and restraint belts with extraordinary abilities, and sighed softly.

"I didn't expect that Pula's hunger has reached such an irreversible point, which makes me feel sorry."

Taufik walked up, and said in a low voice: "Entering the dream of Sequence 6 is still dangerous, and I thank you for your hard work this time."

"It's what I'm supposed to do, and it helps my performance."

Audrey withdrew her gaze and asked softly, "Did he really...do such an unforgivable thing?"

Taufik nodded: "Well, he couldn't control his desire, and he ate so many people in the ban, openly provoking the authority of the leader, what awaits him is to deprive him of his strength and all personal rights, and send him to the field to do Toil until death."

"This... ugh."

Audrey wanted to say something, but in the end, she just sighed softly.

It was difficult for her to connect this middle-aged man with soft and sad eyes with the child in her dream, and it was even more impossible for her to imagine that such a taciturn person would become famous in the rebel army, and finally won the victory and returned to the country, but one day Sudden madness, killing and devouring dozens of human lives.

"Pula should be happy, at least he can work for other people to death."

Taufik's voice was also a bit dull:
"In our school, everyone has mental illnesses of varying severity. Normal people in the universal values ​​do not exist at all. Even leaders and gods are crazy and sick, and I am the same... Mainlanders have morbid hatred, and when I see people from the Northern Continent, I will subconsciously attack them, even though I know that the people from the Northern Continent are not all bad people, but I still can’t control myself.”

"Maybe at some point, you will come to treat me, and then watch me be deprived of my divinity and extraordinary ability and sent to work in the fields."

"I'm trying to avoid that from happening right now."

Audrey deliberately asked Letty to say with a serious face: "Please be sure to monitor your mental health. By the way, I may have to ask for leave tomorrow, and I can't come to help in the afternoon. Please ask His Highness Richard for leave on my behalf." Bar."

Taufik nodded without thinking, "Okay."

723
Saturday morning turned out to be a rare sunny day in Backlund.

The weather was invigorating, apparently for the king's speech.But yesterday was still as gloomy as ever, he couldn't even see the position of the sun, and it couldn't be explained except for his extraordinary ability.

Klein opened his eyes early. In the middle of the night, he received a prayer from Leonard Mitchell in Tingen. Although there were thousands of reasons why he didn't want to open his eyes, apart from getting up to answer the prayers and summoning the messenger There is no choice but to send away the prepared "Yesterday Reappearance" charm.

Or, at best, curse a few more words about the sleepless's routine in his head.

"October 10th... it's here so soon."

Before seven o'clock, Mr. Dawn Dantès, who hadn't closed his eyes for almost half the night, turned over and got up. No. 160 Boklund Street also came alive, and quickly carried out preparatory activities around the employer. The employer was going to listen to the speech, and the servant There are also a few people who are going to listen to the speech.

Originally, Klein planned to go by car as usual.But he took a look out of the window before realizing just how far off he was thinking.

Boklund Street is close to the city center, and it is less than 10 minutes' walk from the square in Hillston District.

The time for the speech was nine o'clock, and it was only eight o'clock now. People in dark clothes began to walk along the street in groups of three and four in the direction of Hillston Square.

Compared with the warm atmosphere of the previous few days, today is a bit frighteningly depressing, probably because George III set the content of his speech as "mourning the victims of this year". There is no communication between them.

They walked forward in silence again, as if relying on inertia.

"Let's go over there."

Klein turned his head and said to the housekeeper, "Let everyone take half a day off this morning, and Enyuni will just follow me."

The butler Walter hesitated to speak, but obeyed the employer's request.

Klein was fully dressed, picked up his cane, and walked towards the city square in Hillston District with Secret Puppet Eniyuni and hidden Secret Puppet Qonas Kilgor.In front of them, more and more people appeared. These people were wearing formal clothes, holding canes, dressed as gentlemen, or wore skirts with blue, green, yellow, and red as the main colors, or sweaters and jackets with long sleeves. Pants, or dresses are dark black with a low tone.

They came out of their own houses and came from the street where they were, like splashes of water, merging together at the intersection to form a stream.

The creek gushes forward, and many streams flow in, interweaving at the entrance of the square to form a majestic torrent.

The torrent was running slowly and flooded the square.

Standing in the crowd, Klein felt that he was as small as a drop of water for the first time in a long time.

TBC
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When I was repairing the computer, I thought I hadn’t donated any money in the past two months, so I opened the charitable donation 1-to-1 student aid fund for poor students.

Now the author has no money.

Become Richard!Wear a mask!Highway robbery!Hand over the money!Turn into bread!Destroy corpses and wipe out traces!Take the money back and donate!