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

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Time would not slow down because of Forsi's shock, and the Abraham family's banquet was going on happily in the hall.

Although this banquet was initiated on the grounds of "introducing a returning big figure of the Abraham family", the Abraham family also invested a lot of money and energy in an extreme time to prop up the facade, and suddenly attracted apprentices from almost all over the world. They have all been captured, but until now, halfway through the banquet, the protagonist has not yet appeared.

Of course, no one cares whether a big shot wants to show up at the banquet. The big shot can do whatever he wants.The other party's permission to start this banquet is already a statement. As for the expenses and scenes, they are all for others to see.

Forsi originally had expectations about the identity of the big shot, but she had already seen it with her own eyes. At this moment, nearly half of the banquet had not shown up, so she calmed down her nervousness and began to enjoy the exquisite meal comfortably.

But just then, the music stopped suddenly.

The band stopped playing and the chatter in the hall quickly died down and disappeared completely within seconds.

Forsi raised his head in surprise and saw his acquaintance, Teacher Dorian, who was also wearing an extremely formal dress and a gemstone brooch, appearing in the corridor on the second floor.

It was actually announced by the teacher?Forsi was surprised at first, and then felt happy for the teacher in his heart.

This undoubtedly represents the teacher's status in the Abraham family has been improved, and may have been appreciated by the big shot.Although Dorian is already old and may not be suitable for further promotion, Forsi also feels that he can see the Abraham family come to the forefront again, and the teacher once again come out with energy and high spirits to work for the future of his family. joy.

He had an unhidden smile on his face and wore white gloves. The continuous good news in the recent period made him look several years younger.At this moment, under the crystal lamp in the hall, he looked down at the people in the center of the hall, and was watched by countless eyes.

With his appearance, everyone realized something.

But no matter how hard people looked around, they didn't see the second person on the second floor.

Dorian didn't mind everyone looking around. He looked at his compatriots and the new generation of apprentices in the hall. He paused for a moment. After the hall became quiet again and everyone's eyes focused on him again, He spoke solemnly:
"Perhaps everyone already knows that the curse that has plagued our family for thousands of years has been lifted. From now on, our children, our students, and ourselves will no longer have to endure endless pain on full moon nights."

Almost everyone in the hall clapped with deep sympathy, and even Forsi couldn't help but nod vigorously.

"And in the meantime, I have some good news to share with you."

Dorian's expression became serious:

"Until then, we should call 'Him' with reverence."

Angel!There is an angel in Abraham’s family!Forsi was shocked - the blood curse of the Abraham family had lasted for thousands of years, and it was extremely difficult to even give birth to a demigod. In the past 200 years, there had been none.Since it is so difficult to get promoted while mumbling under the full moon, then this angel could only have existed before the curse, or at the beginning of the curse!
An ancient being from the Quaternary Period...

People exchanged glances in surprise and ecstasy. Although the existence of angels has been too far away from the world, and their power has exceeded the imagination of extraordinary people who have not even reached demigods, what does it mean to have a family of angels? Everyone still I can understand it!
"He is ancient and powerful, a symbol of our Abrahamic family, and our bloodline is noble because of his presence. We thought he had left long ago, but we didn't expect that he had just gone far away in time and was still watching over us. Now he has returned to the earth , let us be reborn by His glory, and because of His return, our curses will disappear.”

...This seems a bit big, half the angels can't do it, right?The curse disappeared, could the noble source of blood be...

As the only person among a group of unknown people who knew more about the Abraham family, Forsi's eyes widened. She guessed who the big shot Dorian was talking about, and was even more shocked because of it.

It's actually Mr. "Gate"!
The man standing in front of the window who didn't look old... was actually Mr. "Door"! !An existence comparable to a god!

Seeing everyone's reactions, the smile on Dorian's face became brighter:
"Today, I formally introduce Him to you."

"He is our ancestor, the great Gate of Gates, the source of the pride of the Abrahamic family - His Highness Bethel Abraham."

boom! boom! boom!
Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, salutes roared, blasting out dreamy lights one after another.

Indoors, the light of the crystal lamp reflected dull faces.

In the center of the mansion, in a study that is isolated from external sounds.

When Verdu heard the salute, he knew that Dorian's introduction was over. He looked at the leisurely ancestor and asked with some reluctance and loss: "Ancestor, there is really no need to mention that you are already a god. Do you want to tell everyone about it?"

When their ancestors only allowed them to disclose their angelic identities, almost everyone felt disappointed for a moment, as if they felt the feeling of "wearing gorgeous clothes and traveling at night".Even though I can understand it, it’s hard to avoid feeling scratchy.

Bethel said nothing. He read the page of the book in front of him and then said calmly:

"unnecessary."

The decisive battle with Klein has not yet begun, and the characteristics and uniqueness of the future are unknown. Why is there any need to rush to claim that he is the true god?Only if I win is it worthy of a celebration... Bethel has no intention of explaining, nor does he intend to tell these low-sequence descendants what will happen in the future, and just continues to be immersed in the stories in the book.

And beside him, no matter how much regret Verdu felt, he could not speak anymore.

……

The hunter who went to the mountain to chop wood rubbed his hands and then covered his face.

He was just about to go into the mountains and start working when he suddenly saw a young man with silver-white hair walking step by step on the snowy plain in the distance.

He was wearing clothes that were not too thin but were very strange. The style seemed to be learned from the illustrations of ancient novels, and they were made of unknown furs and fabrics.Although it is thick, it feels very strange. Rather than being warm, it is more resistant to the attacks of wild beasts.

"Hey!"

Orion thought this was a young man who had lost his way in the wind and snow. He immediately shouted, blocking his forehead with his elbow, and got closer to the young man despite the wind and the snow particles hitting his face.After seeing the young man's image clearly, Orion felt that his guess was correct. After all, the other man's face seemed to be frozen, without any expression, and his thin body seemed to be blown away by the wind at any time.

"Where do you live?" The hunter grabbed the other person's shoulders and pulled him behind him to block the wind and snow. He also reminded the other person not to get close to the ax he carried on his back. "There is only one city nearby! I will take you - "

"Utopia."

The young man with silver-white hair and ice-blue eyes calmly said to Orion: "Mr. Fool, please take me to Utopia."

Orion's voice suddenly stopped. He first made a surprised and confused expression in line with his personality, and then his expression became calmer. He no longer cared about the wind and snow around him that made him tremble with cold.It made Klein's voice, which was extremely clear even in the wind:

"You arrived just when I expected you to, Ourolius."

"But when you enter Utopia, you shouldn't talk to me so casually anymore. You have to become one of them."

Ourolius nodded silently.

Then He said, "I'm going to need your help."

"Only for today, you need to pray after that." Klein's tone was also very calm, and he walked with Ourolius to the location of Utopia. "I built the city in a hurry. There are 640 marionettes in the city. It's a bit big. There were originally supposed to be [-], but some of them were destroyed by me because of inappropriate identities and some reasons. I haven't decided on the identities and fates of so many people yet. You can adjust them at will, as long as the fate is natural. . Within today, I will solve everything."

"Tomorrow, I hope guests will start entering Utopia."

An afternoon and an evening were more than enough time, and Ourolius did not refuse.

After entering the marionette city, Klein saw a Marionette family moving with a carriage and luggage. They were greeting their new neighbors, but the "new home" in front of them was a white wall and a wasteland.

“I want a townhouse to come out here.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Klein raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

Suddenly, this wasteland became extremely flat, and the bare white walls disappeared and turned into building materials and soil.

Almost at the same time, a townhouse with a brown-red exterior wall rose from the ground, with a height of five stories and a style close to the Disi Bay of Loen Kingdom.Judging from the clean glass windows, the furniture inside is complete, and there are even many items that do not exist in the current era or are not widely used - such as rotary dial telephones, old-fashioned electric irons and lamps. Just like this era in the old days.

The action of that family seemed to have pressed "continue". The coachman and temporary workers helped them move their luggage into one of the complete suites. After greeting the new neighbors, the family moved into Brand new house.When they started to arrange the furnishings in the house, many people came one after another on the street. Among them were policemen, repairmen, gas company employees, restaurant chefs, gray-haired old men... They also entered the complex separately. After entering different rooms in the row house, they soon had their own home, with furnishings that fit their character's characteristics appearing in each room.

"Haha, when I come to this era, I will regard the extraordinary as magic, and when people from this world come to Utopia, they will also feel that they have come to a different world without magic..."

"Oh, by the way, since there are no extraordinary abilities in this city, we can also develop a lottery."

Klein's eyes swept over the phone, wires, toaster and some simple household appliances. He was in a good mood and looked around.

"With less than 3 residents, there is no need to build a dock in a city on the plains... There is a frozen river nearby. When the river starts to thaw, it can be redirected and pass through the city. Although there is no port dock, there is a need for one. convenient transport……"

Klein yawned.

“I made a wish for the city to change the way I imagined it would.”

In the blink of an eye, a library, a police station, a telegraph office, a city council, a small hospital, a candy factory, a waterworks, a gas company, a steam railway station, a parallel railway track and a plantation outside the city were all taking shape. The streets were also paved with cement or stone bricks, and a cement road and a freight railway instantly appeared between the town and the port.

These functional buildings are best if Klein conducts on-site inspections and builds them while he is awake, because subconsciously it is difficult for him to program the city's operation, and there may even be a wonderful bug where the coal plant is burning candies.

"That's almost it. That's it for now. If Ourolius finds any problems, tell me..."

The business at hand came to an end, and Klein thought about Audrey again.

"Of course she can choose Eden, but only if there are no divine revelations that interfere with her spirit..."

He frowned, closed his eyes, and finally said nothing.

Orion's body swayed, he opened his eyes, touched the ax behind his back, and then touched the remaining money in his pocket.

He seemed to have completely forgotten that he was going into the mountains to cut firewood, and turned around and walked straight to a relatively simple bar in the corner of the city.He was already an old acquaintance with the boss, so he went in and exchanged two copper coins for a large glass of low-quality light beer. He sat down at the table and drank slowly, as if he planned to waste time in the bar for a long time.

……

Snapped!
A paper report was thrown on the table. The young man who had just completed the social survey kicked away his chair and sat down angrily.

"The Mother Earth Church is absolutely, absolutely authorized by the Thunder Church!"

His eyes almost burst out with fire: "They actually refused to cooperate with us! Rejected this 80 pound business - don't they know how serious the devaluation of their food is? Once it reaches this price, what will happen again?" It’s almost impossible to get promoted back, and they actually refuse to provide us with raw materials, even though our prices are higher than the market price! Does the Church of the Mother Earth really not care that its own people starve to death in Loen?”

Another person who was reading the newspaper at the table sneered: "I can't see it, they should care."

"Impossible, I don't believe it." The young man said, "They are already acquiring pharmaceutical factories that are not profitable. A blind person can hear their ideas. Who will buy their medicine if no one is sick? Everyone can eat it. Who will buy their food to survive?"

"Some people care, but not many."

After speaking, he took out a newspaper and spread it on the table:
"Do you know about the first church to be repaired, the Harvest Church? Father White, who is in charge of this church, actually announced that he is willing to provide protection to the surrounding Feneport people, providing free medical care and almost free food and accommodation, despite the location It’s limited, but this is really a lot of courage—I heard that Father White is a favored person of the Mother Earth? Is there any more precise information?”

The still angry young man glanced at the newspaper and snorted angrily:
"I've seen this kind of person a lot. If he hadn't been an extraordinary person, I would have let him be trampled to death by the people I saved tonight."

"But what's the use of him caring alone? There are many people who don't care. In the newspaper-"

He walked over, took the newspaper from his companion, flipped through it, and found his target in an inconspicuous page.He pointed at the palm-sized page and said:
"See this?"

"I heard at noon today that someone actually beat the pastor of the Thunder Church to death in public. He himself was a perfect victim. I was so happy that I started printing promotional materials and preparing to distribute them to Feneborters. As a result, Guess what? Before I finished printing the materials, the midday daily newspaper made a final statement, saying that this old man took money from others and deliberately attacked a good pastor and caused his death."

"So what? It's easier for you to take action if the official characterization is like this, isn't it?"

"Then they raised, raised, the weekly wages of the farmers who came to farm the fields! They raised it by three pennies! It's so high!" The young man sighed viciously, "Not only that, they also promoted some of the people who had made trouble before. I am a small manager, and the market price has not increased obviously, but the resistance in the suburbs suddenly disappeared... I did ideological work for the suburbs for three days before and asked them to smash the hoe on the heads of the Thunder Church people, but now all of a sudden It seems that everyone has hope, but human beings are really not good enough, and there is no future in the business of inciting emotions."

But it was impossible not to do it. He sat back on the chair and began to conceive of a new evil plan.

……

"That's it. I'm really sad about what happened to that old man from the bottom of my heart."

In a small restaurant specializing in Feneport cuisine, Edward sighed sincerely while listening to the complaints of the people around him.

The dishes in this restaurant are not expensive to begin with, and the owner also offers discounts for his fellow countrymen, so the restaurant is basically full of Fenneport people:
"I happened to see him when I went out this morning. He was struggling to make a living in a foreign country. I didn't expect to learn that he was brutally murdered by the pastor of the Thunder Church. It really makes me sad."

It didn't take much effort for Edward to perfectly portray the image of a kindhearted man sympathetic to the people of Feneport, and he got to know the other guests in the minutes before the food was served.

He used a knife to cut half a hard-boiled egg placed on the Fenebot surface in front of him, and dipped it into the spicy special sauce on the plate. He looked curiously at the speaker who was also dressed as a farmer. The middle-aged man said: "What did the newspaper say? Such a thing is worthy of a report anyway, right? Although he has no relatives, there should be an explanation."

"Not at all!" the people of Feneport shouted angrily with a thick accent. "They took away his money and goods, and they also killed him. His soul can no longer return to his mother's arms!"

"But why did things develop like this?"

"Gentlemen, I understand your feelings very well. You were forced to leave your hometown, come to Loen, and become a vassal state inexplicably. No matter who you are, this kind of thing would be uncomfortable."

Edward seemed to sincerely think about the people present, and this behavior easily won their favor:
"But - the people who died are already dead, and no one can defy the gods. When you come here, it's fine if you can still live, if you can still farm, and you can still eat. But the goods were crushed The price is less than a quarter of the original price, the land allocated is dry and barren and cannot grow food, those who lost their loved ones have not received compensation, and they have to endure the brutal oppression of the Thunder Church..."

Edward ate the noodles.If he thought about it any longer, the meal would get cold.

Some people were whispering curses in Plateau dialect. Some people thought of their relatives and friends who died tragically because of these words. Some people were cursing the outrageous market prices and the "Food Act" in conjunction with what just happened this morning. Some people were obviously angry. edge.

After eating, he looked at the excited farmer and said in a sincere and worried tone:
"Sir, I can't farm or sell anything. I don't know when I can return to my hometown. Maybe there are no people waiting in my hometown."

"Do you really have a way to survive?"

After saying that, he quickly began to apologize, pretending to have made a mistake, and used a more euphemistic expression: "I mean, there must be a way to survive. After all, the docks in the East District will always need camel drivers to carry goods. The Church of Thunder also has many homeless people who take in homeless people. Although it was the gods who put you in this situation, but..."

He shook his head and sighed:
"But why did the happiness that once existed end like this?"

"If all this is fate, then why does God torture you? If this is not fate, why have you lost everything, and even--can't even survive?"

"How pitiful," He said softly.

TBC
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In the last chapter, I saw a reader discussing that people in the Tarot Society do not believe in the Fool, and also said that they felt they would all be sacrificed in the end.

Regarding faith, in fact, it is normal for everyone in the meeting not to believe in fools.

After all, Fools also hold secret gatherings in essence, and the Tarot Club is essentially a gathering of extraordinary people.Klein made it clear that they did not need to convert, and Forsi refused even though he was grateful for the conversion. Moreover, at the beginning, Alger thought that he was a demigod, and that he would have to convert if he did not participate in secret gatherings (even if this was true) Request, does converting mean sincerity?), otherwise Audrey Fors would have converted to Mr. A, and everyone would have a game to change their beliefs.

As for the latter ones, their sequences are too low, and I can’t think of the value of sacrificing them for the time being.