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

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boom!
Benson and Melissa ran back to their home in Hillston and closed the door tightly.

Melissa leaned on the door and slowly changed her shoes while holding the shoe cabinet in the hallway, still a little shocked: "Did you hear that? Cannonballs and thunder, my country, His Majesty the Emperor was assassinated while giving a speech!"

"There are guards around the high platform. I saw the traces. Benson, is there going to be a war again?"

The bombing, the casualties, Melissa wanted to tremble uncontrollably.

These two things reminded her of the sudden bombing of Loen by Feysac's airship troops a few months ago, and the whole morning life in the shelter.After two months of calm, now that the emperor is dead, is the war about to start again?
"Mrs. Daniel's eldest son, Larry, was confirmed to have died on the front line of the Amanda Mountains. That was the news last week..."

"That tall, shy, but careful, kind, and sincere young man? When he came back last time, he said he was promoted in the army and became a lieutenant..." Benson recalled without much effort. It reminded me of Larry's appearance.

He approached, hugged Melissa gently, patted her on the back, and comforted her sister.

"I remember that we also saw Mrs. Daniel in the morning. If Larry can last a few more days, he will be able to survive until the Feysac Empire declares a truce and retreats from the border of the Amanda Mountains. Maybe he can return to his family..."

Melissa nodded:
"I can't even imagine Larry dying like this..."

Just like she couldn't imagine that the bombing came so suddenly, death was so close at hand, and her classmates suffered heavy casualties in the blink of an eye.

In just a few seconds, some people could no longer speak, communicate, or read.

Benson was silent for a while, sighed and said:
"I was very busy for a while before, and I was actually dealing with the issue of pensions. Maybe the part of the list I was assigned didn't include Larry, so I don't know. It took more than a week before I finally got some free time."

"That list comes with a lot of information, some are cheerful and enthusiastic, some are humorous, some are the only son of their parents, some joined the army to survive, some are resolute and are the leaders of the soldiers around them, some are just married, and some There is no child, someone is preparing a gift for their little daughter, someone has a love letter on their body, and intends to end the battle, so they go to the post office to deliver it... It will not be written in the archives, but their relics and failed to send Gifts of letters will be sent back, and they are all dead."

Melissa and Benson were silent at the same time, and no one spoke for a long time.

Boom!

There was thunder outside the window, and the rain gradually fell.

The two were taken aback by the explosion.Benson's chest heaved violently, and the brother and sister trembled together in the dull thunder outside the window.But as an older brother, he took a deep breath, quickly calmed himself down, and patted Melissa on the back to comfort her:
"...Don't worry too much, Melissa."

"It seems that we are unlucky. During the year we came to Backlund, we encountered things that only happen once in a few decades."

"Besides, you have to go to school, and I have to go to work. Our lives have just gotten back on track... We can't leave Backlund. Besides, if even the capital is not safe, there is no other safe place in this world."

Benson made a joke with a wry smile, then took off his shirt, took away his sister's scarf, and put them together on the hanger in the corner.

He walked to the window and looked out. The sky outside was gloomy, but it was not yet ten o'clock.Because of George Augustus III's speech, everyone got half a day's rest today, and there is still a long time before the afternoon's work time—plus the assassination of the emperor, both he and Melissa are worried. Some pimples just feel that there seems to be danger everywhere outside, and they don't want to go out at all.

Benson worked hard to liven up the atmosphere. He walked to the kitchen, took out two sets of tableware, and rummaged through the cabinet a few more times:

"Let's discuss what to have for lunch. Let me see. There are... bread, eggs, ham and cheese, um, they are all fresh. We will have a delicious and simple lunch. Melissa, you are at school What do you usually eat in your cafeteria?"

"Bread and juice..." Melissa whispered.

"Just eat this? Melissa, we have student subsidies, you can eat more." Benson said holding two eggs.

Melissa glanced at her brother and replied briefly:
"Another quarterpence a pound of bread."

"The price..." Benson sighed, and smiled consolingly, "Think about it, our country has grown bigger, and the border wars have stopped, maybe the price will drop soon. Some."

Melissa changed her shoes, walked into the house, put on some warm clothes, and took off her heavy coat:
"Mrs. Thomas fell ill and spent a lot of the family's savings. During this period of time, the price of food has risen a lot, and Mr. Thomas's income has not changed much. He has to go to the relief point to line up every few days to get some bread. He is A decent gentleman may not wish to be recognized."

"Also, the food at the relief point is always limited. If you go too late, there may be no more. You have to go to churches, workhouses and other places to apply for extra. Today's relief starts after the end of His Majesty's speech. Mr. Thomas should have thought of the time Go straight over."

Benson nodded slowly, and asked with concern:
"What's wrong with Mrs. Thomas? I know some good doctors."

"Illness caused by worry." Melissa said the news she heard, "Mrs. Thomas is very worried about her young son who is serving in the army."

"You mean Little Thomas?" Benson frowned slightly.

After getting an affirmative answer from his sister, he fell silent, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, Benson looked at the bread and cheese slices in his hands, and whispered:

"Little Thomas is dead..."

With that said, the atmosphere became heavy again.

Benson patted his head and sighed: "Yes, food, we should stock up on some more food. I'll go out and buy some more bread in a while, and I'll give some to Mr. Thomas. You can read at home, maybe soon The price of bread will come down."

maybe.Melissa thought, "It's too early for dinner."

"You can prepare first. You should read the book first, eat earlier, and have time to sleep at noon."

Melissa couldn't talk to him, so she nodded silently.

Seeing how her eldest brother was busy in the kitchen, she couldn't help but also changed into home clothes and walked over, took the textbooks she needed from the bookshelf, sat down at the dining table, and prepared to wait for the arrival of lunch time while studying.

Looking up inadvertently, Melissa saw a crow standing on a lamppost not far from the living room window, hiding from the rain under the lampshade.

"Go, go."

She waved her hand from a distance, trying to drive away, but the crow was unmoved and looked at her with a pair of dark eyes.

……

The rain with the power of the gods fell on every corner of Backlund, and a heavy rainstorm fell directly on the outskirts, constantly diluting the "distorted" imprint and the influence of mysticism that should not be there.

Gad II strolled through the Sodlark Palace. He led the members of the Church of the Storms and pushed open one door after another, but found nothing.

"It's terrifying..."

The majestic pope looked around and said in a low voice:

"There is not even one person left in the entire Augustus family."

"They were all assembled, and after the ceremony began, they were eaten by the man who usurped the emperor's identity!"

The Archbishop stationed in Backlund, the manager of the Holy Wind Cathedral, Radar Valentine immediately stepped forward and asked the Pope respectfully:
"Your Majesty, shall we immediately announce what this false usurper has done? Let the people wake up."

"It's inevitable." Gad II nodded, "God also doesn't want this despicable usurper to get out of trouble."

"Obey!" All the Storm Path Extraordinary replied loudly.

Radar Valentine coughed lightly, and he moved closer, almost asking in his ear:
"One more thing, Your Majesty, His Majesty George Augustus III has died, and the one who snatched the crown has been sealed in the mausoleum by the Lord. The entire royal family has been wiped out, and the throne of the empire is empty. Should... the next one be elected? An emperor?"

Gad II glanced over suddenly, and the archbishop took two steps back as if struck by lightning.

"Presumptuous!" the Pope scolded, but did not refute, "Where is it your turn to talk about the affairs of the country, step back!"

Radar Valentine immediately backed away with his head lowered, and returned to the crowd.

The patrol continued, but the atmosphere in Sodlark's palace became extremely delicate.The bishops exchanged glances with each other, then looked at the pope who was walking in the front, and showed a smug smile tacitly.

……

Edward found a coastal city on the Northern Continent to settle down. He went into the newsstand and bought a whole month of newspapers for the previous month. After sitting outside the store and reading hard for 5 minutes, he finally understood the current situation.

"The demon of knowledge has come out?"

"It's been two months since Intis changed from my place to the place of the monster of knowledge. God doesn't care, but the Church of the Creator is still in good condition. Although I'm not very familiar with it, maybe I can find time to make a call." call……"

The boss of the newsstand poked his head out:

"Yes, our church has officially changed its name to the Mystery Church, believing in the Lord of Knowledge and Mysteries."

Edward felt that he wanted to vomit a lot:
"Is this name a bit too scribbled? It sounds like the God of Knowledge and Wisdom 2.0, competing with the God of Truth next door. Oh, or because the word 'truth' was snatched away by the God of Thunder first, So he doesn't know what to say?"

"What do you mean by grabbing..." The owner of the newsstand in Sequence 9 didn't quite understand what the customer who helped him clear out the unsold newspaper inventory was talking about, but the streets were empty, and there was no business on the left and right, so he simply lay down on the window of the newsstand Chat with Edward.

"The name was just decided two days ago. If it is not decided, we believers don't know how to pray."

Edward flipped through the newspaper. The unimportant pages of the newspaper were full of missing person notices and job recruitment. The population of Intis dropped sharply, and the unemployment rate dropped to the bottom. For half a moment, he could only rely on the church's relief and attracting immigrants to survive. He asked casually while scanning:
"You subconsciously placed a triangular holy emblem just now, and you seem to be a follower of the God of Steam."

"I don't know what you, a former believer of the god of steam and machinery, think about the collective conversion of believers to another god?"

The owner of the newsstand looked at him in a daze, and looked him up and down:

"Are you a reporter?"

"No, I'm just curious."

"The court doesn't care about this now, so you still care? Then which god are you a believer in?"

This is a question of people, Edward hesitated to speak, stopped to speak and wanted to, sorted out the language, and thought countless times in a flash——

In Intis, you can never say that you are a believer in gods from other countries, let alone believe in the abyss or the bound god... Otherwise, you will be arrested and sent to the Inquisition (if this industry and these professionals have not been flooded together washed away), but it is even more impossible for Edward to say that he is a believer in the Creator. This is because he is afraid that his relationship with God is not close enough—he suddenly showed a smile:
"Praise the sun!"

The owner of the newsstand sneered loudly: "Praise the sun! But doesn't the sun also return to the Creator? What do you think in your heart, do you feel sad? Don't you still have to continue to believe in a god and continue to live."

"I used to be a member of the Church of Steam, a member of the 'Heart of the Machine' team at the bottom, and I didn't get much favor from the gods. But the Lord of Mysteries saved me in the tsunami, so I had no choice but to convert."

He revealed the fact that he is an Extraordinary with a bit of showing off, expecting the person in front of him to show a surprised and respectful expression.

"Yo, you are still the Extraordinary team."

Edward looked at the plain-looking newsstand owner unexpectedly: "I see that the sea has been polluted, and the farmland has been submerged. Does Intis's livelihood depend entirely on the church's productivity now?"

"Yes..." The owner of the newsstand seemed to have been reminded, he quickly glanced at the clock, and then hastily pulled down the glass of the window.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of dong dong dong, and the owner of the newsstand closed all the doors and windows of the newsstand, then lifted the basket, and beckoned Edward to go to the distance together: "The relief point will distribute food in 8 minutes, why don't you go? "

"I—I'm in no hurry."

Edward glanced sideways.

The newsstand owner didn't say much, and didn't go to lock the newsstand, so he just ran away.

Edward looked to the side again, and a middle-aged and elderly scholar with gray hair appeared there at some point. His pair of purple eyes seemed to be a condensed nebula, and they looked like the best amethyst——Edward thought for a while, and turned to Overhead:

"Welcome me or push me away?"

The middle-aged and elderly scholar smiled and said in Chinese: "I saw you over there."

Edward opened his eyes slightly, and asked curiously:
"The seal blocked the connection between me and my clone, what did I do there?"

"Did some strange things." The middle-aged and elderly scholars talked freely, as if they were talking about a student who was not worrying about themselves, "The student you manipulated successfully entered the school and said that he would return to vulgarity in the future. So don’t shave. In order to become stronger and abuse your power, let him dig thirty catties of ore. He dug half a mountain back and asked him to discuss Buddhism. He handed in a blank paper and said that all four things are empty. Not forgiving. He is a blockbuster everywhere. Not only does he take the first place in the exams every time, but no one can speak against him even in debating the scriptures and discussing the Dharma. , The speed of promotion is very fast."

"..." Edward felt a little subtle, "Oh, that's good. But what does it have to do with you and me, I messed with you?"

"No."

The middle-aged and elderly scholar smiled again:
"I have something to ask you—what do you think about Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun's resurrection?"

"You have never been to the Western Continent, but I think that kid is very interesting, maybe you can try to support him..."

Edward was shocked: "Wait a minute, monster of knowledge, are you awake?"

……

"Then I'll send you here," said Richard.

Klein simulated the feeling of falling, and his feet landed firmly on the ground.

"Okay." While thanking him, he took out a "Yesterday Reappearance" charm from his pocket and handed it to Richard as a thank you gift, "Thank you for your help, otherwise Zaratul would not Let me go easily."

Charms are easy to make, but the help and kindness of angels is not.

"Then I'll accept it." Richard was not polite at all. He bid farewell to Klein who was walking back to the city, and entered the spirit world again.

Richard identified the direction, and suddenly grabbed it forward.

In an instant, the color of an area in front suddenly became brighter and brighter, as if all the colors were gathered together, squeezed by external forces and began to rub and fuse.Soon, a figure hidden in many mystical symbols had to emerge from the color blocks, it was Reinette Tinekerr who was holding four blond heads!
As soon as Miss Messenger appeared, she immediately moved away, but the next moment, he suddenly felt that his own spirituality began to lose control, turning into shackles and distorted power, binding himself firmly in place, unable to move!

"Long time no see, Reinette Tinekerr, at least the last time I saw you was two or three years ago."

Reinette remained silent, all four heads tightly shut their mouths, not only unwilling to answer, but also planning to curse.

"Your life is a spiritual symbol, the backbone of the fugitive temperance faction, little Sharon can't take on the important task of rallying the remnants of the temperance faction, ah, having said that, your contract partner told me that you have been asking him for gold pounds as a reward .”

Richard couldn't help laughing:
"Father of the Bound God, Eternal Princess of the Highlands, I never imagined that you would lower your figure to accept commissions for the sake of money! That money is the current activity funds of Temperance and Little Sharon, right?"

"Little Sharon actually accepted the commission for money. It's hard to imagine what changed you, but I'm very happy."

"Don't do anything to Sharon..."

One of Reinette's heads opened to speak, and four pairs of red eyes stared closely at the Temperance Angel with a gentle smile in the distance, as if she was ready to die, as long as the opponent showed a little attack intention, all the curses would be thrown immediately. Say it all.

Richard stopped in front of him and shook his head.

"I'll strike at all of you Temperance, especially you and your little Sharon, Reinette."

"Take you back, undergo labor reform and re-education, and let you join our new production plan. Other members of the Temperance Faction will naturally come closer. It is more effective than catching the remnants one by one!"

He couldn't help but start imagining the work efficiency of an angel after joining the infrastructure, and a devilish smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

TBC
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Storm: Let me stop here, whoever has the ability to complete the ceremony will come.

Klein: I can't.

Xiaocha: The opportunity to become a god is in front of me, and I am useless!well!well!