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

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"The word is 'apple,' say it after me—"

Sharon was standing on the podium teaching the ten or so children below. Although she was young, she was dignified and knowledgeable. Within a week, all the adults in the town recognized her ability.

Although they were in the Southern Continent, none of the children below dared to doze off. They all stared at the blackboard and her with piercing eyes.

Sharon is quite satisfied with the job she won. The house is sheltered from the wind and rain, and what she does is to educate children. It is more decent and not too tiring.Although there are not many students, the class time is not long, and the credit is less than the manual labor outside, Sharon likes it because in addition to teaching culture, she can also teach these children the temperance school concept of restraining desires and living frugally.

…Educating children is a good thing, anyway, the "Angel of Temperance" didn't say it's wrong.Sharon felt a little elated.

The children uttered this word in unison with immature voices. Sharon was very satisfied and was about to continue teaching when suddenly the ground shook violently, and a huge jet of water suddenly spewed out from the well in the square of the town, which was three to five times thick. meters, and even rising.

"..." Sharon's eyes widened. The next moment, she suddenly realized something. With a wave of her hand, all the scattered stones and wood flew up, and instantly sealed the deep well that was spraying water.

But it didn't help at all. After only two seconds, the ground around the well suddenly cracked, and a large amount of groundwater gushed out from the crack. The impact force that cannot be underestimated instantly flooded the entire square and rushed towards the surrounding houses!

Danger!

The desks and chairs in the classroom suddenly flew up and formed a huge raft, supporting more than a dozen children on it.Sharon waved off the roof to prevent the water from rising and trapping them in the house.

In this way, it will be safe for the time being... Sharon breathed a sigh of relief.

"Wheat!!" Someone yelled heart-piercingly, "The wheat is damp!!!"

Her attention was attracted, and in an instant, many familiar Rose School of Thought Extraordinary people went up, forming a human wall one after another, bagging the drying grain with extraordinary ability, and then transporting it to a temporarily safe high place.

Maric is also among them, and he even rushed the fastest.

Sharon looked around and saw that people had started to save themselves, so she took the children to stay on the raft safely, and occasionally helped out.

……

Letty Orr's hair was wet from the torrential rain, and lifelike strands of tangerine clung to her forehead.

She and Taufik were in a stalemate like this, one stopped talking and the other didn't let go.

"...No need." After a few seconds, the hoarse voice pierced through the rain and the masonry, and rang directly in Audrey's ears, full of hatred.Immediately afterwards, Audrey suddenly felt the fingers on her neck begin to tighten. The other party was serious and wanted to take off her doll's body seriously, just like a naughty child pulling out the head of his own doll.

"This is our country... this is the home of our Highlanders..."

Taufik said bitterly.

"It's you who should get out, go back to your home!"

To be honest, the appearance of a simple northerner would already make him angry, and a nobleman from the northerner could even make him go crazy on the spot.Indiscriminate hatred was engraved in his soul along with the death of relatives and friends time after time like instinct, making anger flow with blood unreasonably.

Therefore, he clung to these hatreds and anger like a drowning man clung to the last straw, and wholeheartedly made himself loathe the doctor in front of him so much that he wanted to tear her apart, in order to resist the recognition and respect for her in his heart.

He couldn't trust the Northlanders.

He can't respect the Northern Continent people.

He must hate the Northlanders.

This was his instinct, and it was also the source of his strength - if he made an exception for a good person from the Northern Continent today, he would be driven into madness by discovering more good people tomorrow.Will these good people still be killed after that?Can we still fight?Taufik doesn't need this kind of weak feeling, it's a denial of the way he's always been, and it only affects the speed at which he can raise his butcher's knife against his enemies.

Aristocratic girl from the Northern Continent, when you are acting like a spoiled child in your parents’ arms, our children and parents are being whipped, buried alive, killed, raped, abused for fun, and even eaten.

When you and your friends are playing in expensive silk clothes, our children are naked, hungry, homeless, dignified and free, as if they came into this world just to taste the pain why things.

When you taste expensive desserts and regard waste as status and luxury, the wheat grains in the cracks of our ground are all picked up, eating grass, eating leaves, eating soil, eating sand, and even eating people.

You are men and we are beasts.

"You don't need your pity here! Go away, go back to your Northern Continent!"

So, the eldest lady from Loen.

Go back, go back to your home, go back to the life that really belongs to you.Go back to your parents' arms and cry aloud, eat delicious food that we can't even imagine, and sleep well, forgetting about the rainstorm and God's punishment.

Hearing this, Audrey took a deep breath. Her eyes remained golden, and she watched Taufik's expression change from firm to that of a patient who was stubborn and unwilling to cooperate with the treatment within two seconds.

She was brewing a sentence in her mind. On the one hand, she felt that this sentence was completely different from her image. It should not have been said by a gentle and gentle noble lady who was considerate since she was a child, but on the other hand——Audrey clenched My cheeks were stretched, and I thought to myself, who in the Southern Continent knows me?Even the Mr. Taufik in front of him only knew his name and some rough information!
"...Really, please listen to me carefully!"

Thanks to this body, even though Audrey felt her neck began to be tightened rapidly and her head was about to be removed, her voice and breathing were still not affected.

She forced the words out of her throat, even using the dragon's "roar".This is probably the first time she has spoken in such a loud voice since she grew up.

——But this is the Southern Continent, who knows what kind of person Miss Audrey Hall is!
"When you said these words, what did you think of my hard work all the time!"

"Mr. Taufik, thank you for your concern for me, but rather than wasting your attention on me, the insignificant and annoying Miss Northern Continent, you should pay more attention to other residents who are also affected ah!"

Audrey spoke like a cannonball. Of course, she knew the reason for Taufik's strange attitude towards her, but it's impossible for her to suddenly become a native of the Southern Continent?While she couldn't directly untie the other party's knot, time also didn't allow her to temporarily hypnotize the other party to make him forget that she was from the North Continent, not to mention that she couldn't even guarantee that she would succeed.

Her dragon roar briefly frightened Taufik, and caught the demigod who was in poor condition by surprise.And judging from his expression, it was obvious that he never thought that this gentle doctor and a young girl could suddenly say such a thing.

"Your Highness Richard's trust in me has also been seen in your eyes, and I have never forgotten His help to me. Now is the time for us to work together. How could you plan to send the 'doctor' away like this?" ?”

I... this... Taufik is far from being eloquent, and at best he is not autistic in the school. At this time, facing the words and reassurance of the "psychiatrist", he is already a little lost.

Immediately afterwards, Audrey grabbed that arm and dragged him out of the masonry, and the gravel crackled and rolled around.

Traces of dragon scales emerged on Audrey's graceful forearm. The mythical creature form of the "spectator" path is quite powerful, and the physical enhancement given to middle-sequence users is also very impressive.By constantly checking their own mental state, the "spectator" can also maintain the incomplete mythological creature form longer than other methods.

So, without thinking about it, Audrey strengthened her arm, lifted Taufik up easily, and ran all the way over the broken bricks and collapsed houses on the ground, moving as nimbly as a deer, and went straight to the nearest refuge.

During the few seconds when Taufik was shocked by the audience and stopped thinking, Audrey had already run tens of meters, and helped the pedestrians who were almost blown away on the side of the road back to the house along the way, waiting for her to turn back and rescue again.

"Wait!" He was anxious, "What are you doing! I don't need your help! Put me down!"

"You are wounded, you should stay in the shelter."

Audrey started to use the nonsense skills less proficiently, which made Miss Hall, who had almost never lied in Letty Orr's shell, cover her face in embarrassment: "Anyway, I will take you In the past, please don't hinder the doctor's treatment!"

At this moment, Audrey stopped suddenly.

In the heavy rain around her, Audrey suddenly found that the surrounding things seemed to have changed, becoming more distant and unclear. The rain seemed to be isolating her cognition and spirituality.

"Bad premonition..." Audrey felt anxious.

She couldn't help thinking about a question:
The God of Thunder obviously has the ability to wipe out the entire country, but would he, the god above, do this?

If he doesn't do this, then the "punishers" will be responsible for eliminating local beliefs and Extraordinary people next!

Audrey's heart suddenly sounded the alarm.

In this case, does it make sense to go to a shelter?No, no, yes, there must be. When walking outside, you will be blinded by the rain, you will not be able to tell the direction, and there is a risk of being struck by lightning. You can wait for help relatively safely and dryly in the shelter.

Although the refuge also brings together all the people who have no fighting power——

Audrey felt a little restless for a long time. For a moment, she didn't know whether she should continue, because as long as she stayed here, she would inevitably continue to be punished by God, or to confront the possible "Punisher" troops .

At that time, will she have the consciousness to do something to the members of the church?

She hesitated, and suddenly a hand was pressed on her shoulder, and the rain above her head suddenly stopped.

"Don't be distracted." A familiar figure appeared beside him, and the voice of the other person injected some strength into her.Immediately afterwards, Richard raised his head, met Toufik's eyes, and frowned.

"How can you let the doctor run with you?" Richard was displeased, "Come down quickly! Go by yourself!"

……

Backlund, North District, outside Saint Samuel Church.

The weather was fine and sunny, and the citizens lined up in several rows to receive food such as toast, dried mushrooms, and preserved fruits from the staff of the "Loen Fund for the Poor" one by one.

Their team extended from outside the church gate to the square, and circled several times. At a glance, they were densely packed with human heads.

On the steps behind Melissa, she took all this into her eyes.

She saw citizens with sallow faces and longing eyes; she saw mothers holding babies, coaxing them while anxiously examining the seemingly undiminished line ahead; she saw many people dressed brightly, wearing formal suits and long skirts, like middle-class people Members of the class saw some people lowered their hats and put on veils, as if they didn't want people around them to recognize who they were.

From time to time, some people did not want to obey the order, and they were dragged out by the pastors and policemen who helped maintain the procession, and were thrown to the end.

The food was sent out one by one, and the cloth bags piled up behind the long table dried up one by one, and then became empty.

Finally, all the food was distributed, but the long line was only half gone.

At the very beginning, the standard distributed by the church was three loaves of bread and three pieces of jerky per person.

After about two months, the jerky disappeared, and it became corn flour that can be brewed and has a stronger satiety, and the bread was also slightly smaller.

The church seemed to be struggling with material resources, but it did not stop distributing food after all.

However, it seems that even the members of the church don't know how long it can continue like this.

The citizens who failed to receive the relief showed mixed emotions of disappointment, frustration, reluctance, and begging uncontrollably, but they did not make any noise or dispute, and moved mechanically towards other food distribution points.

They have experienced this kind of thing too many times in the past one or two months, and they have long known that unnecessary emotional outbursts will only waste their own little physical strength, and they cannot quickly transfer to another relief point Or cheap food outlets.

At this moment, they left the square with numb expressions and slightly empty eyes, like groups of living corpses.

During this process, a woman who was holding a child lost her feet and fell to the ground.

Her child burst into tears immediately, with obvious pain in his voice.

Weeping and crying, the child sobbed and said:

"Mom, I'm so hungry..."

"There will be food soon, there will be food soon, there will be food in Memorial Day Square..." The woman picked up the child, patted him on the back, and shed tears as she spoke.

Witnessing this scene, Melissa thought for a while, took out a piece of food from the wooden box under the long table, and trotted towards the mother and child.

"I didn't see it just now, and there is another..." Melissa squatted down, handed out the bread, dried mushrooms, and preserved fruits in her hands, and then explained in a low voice, fearing that it would cause competition among the surrounding citizens.

The leftover food was actually prepared for the foundation staff who had been busy for a long time, and what Melissa sent was her own.

The woman took the food, handed it to the child and said in repeated voices:

"thanks, thanks……"

The child hugged the food tightly, and childishly followed his mother and said:

"thanks, thanks……"

The latter person stepped forward full of hope, only to be greeted by Melissa's sad eyes and an empty table.

The line waiting to receive the relief slowly dispersed. Melissa glanced around subconsciously, and found that the pastor of the church, most of the police, and the "Nighthawks" who were secretly guarding against accidents among the citizens were all wearing undisguised clothes at this time. sympathy, pity and grief.

When the citizens basically left, Melissa sighed, and started to move the tables as usual, and took the empty boxes and sacks back into the small building of the foundation, and then closed the door tightly to prevent people from starving The townspeople tried to break in and snatch it.

At this moment, she heard the bell of the Holy Wind Cathedral ringing.

Melissa raised her head curiously. The bell of the Holy Wind Cathedral would only ring during large-scale prayers and sacraments related to the God of Thunder. Before the coronation of Emperor George III, the bell of the Holy Wind Cathedral also rang three times, indicating that Approval of the new emperor.

Immediately afterwards, she couldn't help but let out a small exclamation.

Through the glass, she saw a sudden gust of wind in Backlund, the flag of the Holy Wind Cathedral fluttered, and people were involuntarily bent down by the blow.

It seemed that a figure rose from there and entered the clouds.

TBC
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"Extraordinary..." Melissa looked at the figure that disappeared like a hallucination, and made a longing and curious voice. (end of this chapter)