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

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After saying this, Zaratul stopped talking, but poured himself a glass of Quaternary Sparkling Wine and tasted it slowly.

Leonard listened to their conversation next to him. He understood Pales's cynicism and comfort. After all, he had long known about the hatred between the Zoroastrian family and Amon, but he didn't quite understand what Zaratul said. , I vaguely felt that Zaratul seemed to have some resentment towards Mr. Fool, but in the end he chose to bow his head. The reason for the resentment was that he did not get the "Origin Castle"?
Sefirah Castle... Leonard recalled for a while.

He remembered that he seemed to have talked about this term with the old man before, more than once.

Based on the information the old man gave him, and the reaction of the person opposite him, Leonard was basically sure that the place where they were going to gather was indeed not the Fool's Kingdom of God, but the "Origin Castle".

I'm afraid I'm the only one in the party who knows this information.

Source Castle...can this thing called "Origin" be competed with each other?Because Zaratul didn't snatch Mr. Fool and he also put in a lot of effort, is he feeling resentful?However, due to the grievances of the Fourth Age, He did not dare to risk getting close to the "door" of Intis, so in the end he chose to join Mr. "The Fool" and had the same destination as us...

He didn't think much about it. It was the holder's freedom to hold meetings in the Kingdom of God or the Source Castle.

However, after understanding Zaratul's experience, Leonard felt that this person was quite miserable, so he carefully took out another snack and placed it in front of Zaratul.

Zaratul looked at the snacks, at Leonard, at Palles, then at Leonard, and finally smiled and said thank you.

While the carriage was driving, He occasionally cast his gaze out the window, watching Leonard and the spiritual creatures staring at each other.When Leonard had seen more than a dozen spiritual creatures that he had not seen in the files, he inadvertently raised his head and suddenly saw in the distance of his field of vision, in the direction of the seven lights of the spiritual world, there was an extremely faint gray foggy area.

At first glance, it seems to be just a part of the vague color block in the spiritual world, and it will be ignored if you are not paying attention.

"Old man!"

Leonard turned his head, but saw the formless Pales beside him, and didn't know where to look, so he pointed out the window and said: "I saw a gray fog near Qiguang, could that be... ?”

The suspended book stopped turning pages, and Zaratul, who was enjoying himself and having a drink, also stopped. They looked out the window at the same time. Leonard was about to point out the location for them, but found that Qi Guang was still there. , but the less obvious gray fog has disappeared.

"It's gone if it's gone."

Pales's voice appeared in Leonard's ears:

"Perhaps the person on the Origin Castle also noticed us. Hehe, who could not notice such a conspicuous carriage? If you hadn't been traveling with us, the next destination of your carriage would probably not be there, but In front of the Abraham family’s mansion.”

"Pallez, let's meet an old friend. I'll entertain you with good food, drinks, and a good car. Why do you keep saying such scary things?"

After Zaratul finished speaking, he took another sip of the light golden sparkling wine in the cup:
"It's also possible that the two old guys from the path corresponding to the 'Origin Castle' gathered here and became a symbol. The child's spiritual vision has also been enhanced, so he can see it."

Pales did not reply: "Maybe, do you already have an idea of ​​the identity of 'The Fool'? And how did he die?"

Zaratul smiled bitterly: "Don't ask about sad things anymore, don't ask anymore."

"As for the identity of Mr. Fool..."

Isn't "The Fool" Klein Moretti?Besides this young junior who was chosen by Source Castle for no apparent reason, who else could be there?Zaratul felt a little strange about this question. He looked at Pales and found that Leonard was secretly listening attentively. Zaratul was a little curious and asked casually, "Do you have a lot of guesses? I don't think the choice is right. Not much."

"There really aren't many. You should know how many there are."

"Well." Zaratul glanced at Leonard, and seeing that he was not surprised at all, he knew that Palles must have discussed this issue many times in front of him, "Selection is already a commonplace thing, right? ?You and I are both players in the game. To outsiders, there are Antigonus, me, Cottard and the hidden 'Secret Waiter', but in my heart, His identity has basically been determined. "

Pales was silent for a while:

"You think so too?"

Zaratul nodded: "I think it must be."

who is it?Although spying on the identity of the gods was tantamount to blasphemy, Leonard could not help but be curious and waited with bated breath for an answer.

"Pallez, think about it, you and I both once had the prototype of the Kingdom of God. Do you think that with the ability of a 'secret waiter', you can quietly bring other people's spiritual bodies from around the world into your own simple god?" country and not leave any traces of mysticism? I know without answering that the former is possible, but the latter will show up anyway."

After speaking, he looked at Leonard:

"Since he is also a member of the party, you should be helpless against Source Castle, right?"

Pales remained silent for a little longer this time. After a few seconds, the book floating in the air was closed and gently placed on an empty space on the seat, making it impossible to judge Pales' current movements. and posture.

"Yes."

He said calmly: "Origin Castle can take away his spirit body when I am unconscious. I can neither feel the arrival of Source Castle nor sense where his spirit body has gone. If this is God The prototype of the country, even if it belongs to the King of Angels, I will not have no power to interfere."

"So His identity is actually clear at a glance, isn't it?" Zaratul asked, "What I care about most is actually why He can have such strong control over Origin Castle when he was weak."

"I'm afraid you have to ask Him yourself."

"Haha, I won't ask."

What are they talking about... Leonard became more and more confused, wondering what kind of attack they were making. Isn’t Mr. Fool a resurrected ancient god?Why do they seem to still know Mr. Fool from the "weak period"?Well, it seems so. The Fourth Age is already ancient to us now, but to them, it may just be one more acquaintance who is still alive...

So, Mr. Fool may be a person from the Fourth Age?

"So, why did you begin to doubt his identity?" Zaratul asked, "I have met and negotiated with him, and I have seen with my own eyes the close connection between him and Origin Castle, so when I was resurrected and realized that I After an almost divine being appeared on the path, I felt that there was no other possibility except Him.”

The snack in front of Pales was suddenly missing a corner. After a while, his voice came:

"That's because you don't know what He has done. Have you ever felt that something is missing in this world?"

"God of War?" Zaratul looked out the window, "Did Bethel Abraham unite with the Demon of Knowledge? I feel that the uniqueness of the 'Warrior' seems to have appeared in Intis. Although it is not clear that they started a war The reason, but it is not incomprehensible to everyone who has not had some old and new hatreds. Oh, there are only two of them left, right? I think one missing is not a big deal. In our era, the gods’ Death is just a form of mourning. After they died, I felt that the world had become more familiar."

"When I was young, I thought the sky would fall when His Majesty Solomon died, but later I realized it was nothing more than that."

"Your emotion is quite touching, but you guessed wrong."

Leonard saw that the small cake in front of Pales was missing another piece:
"Without the help of the Demon of Knowledge, it was the Gate, Antigonus, and the Fool who killed the God of War. The Fool seemed to have reached an agreement with the Gate, and nothing happened after...the God of War died. , something happened again on Origin Castle, ‘The Fool’ drove away Amon who occupied Origin Castle, and probably killed Antigonus in some way.”

Zaratul's eyes, which had been squinting comfortably, suddenly widened. He didn't even know that the small wine glass he was holding was tilted, and the light golden sparkling wine dripped down along his gray-white beard and onto his clothes. .

"What did you say?"

"'The Fool' defeated two other competitors in one breath on Origin Castle, and even killed Antigonus?"

"No, no, you are saying that Amon once occupied Origin Castle. When did this happen? How did he go up and how was he driven down? Oh, was he killed? No, if he was 'The Fool' is dead, I should be able to feel it after I'm resurrected..."

Pales let out a few deep laughs. It was really interesting to see Zaratul, a veteran soothsayer who likes to pretend to be sure of victory, with such a frightened expression. He was also in a pretty good mood: " Now you know why I was hesitant."

After several seconds, Zaratul continued to breathe:

"You're right... I also had my doubts for a moment, but it must be Him, right? By the way, if Antigonus has woken up, then could it be that the person on top of Source Castle is actually... …”

"You better not ask me this kind of thing." Pales said, "How could I know?"

Zaratul took out a handkerchief. He was so distracted by the news just now that he wiped the wine on his beard. It seemed that even these drinks were historical projections, and he could make them all disappear at any time.

At this moment, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the car window.

Leonard, who was distracted, was startled by his sight and turned his head. The next second, Leonard couldn't help but let out an "ah".Suddenly, many people appeared outside the window, in groups. Although their figures and teams became very blurry in the abstract spiritual world, a surprising number could still be seen.Wearing very ancient and crude clothing made of fur and bones, they looked like a group of ancient humans who had suddenly traveled through time and space, making it impossible to tell whether they were spiritual creatures or real people. ...However, it’s impossible for spiritual world creatures to appear in tens of thousands, right?Leonard looked at them in shock and found that they also looked at him in shock.

Huh?
Leonard suddenly saw a familiar figure among the dense crowd. The blond-haired young man gave him a very familiar feeling. He confirmed that he had never seen such a person in reality.

And just when he was confused, the tall young man with blond hair seemed to notice him and waved hesitantly.

"...Could it be the 'sun'?"

Zaratul saw Leonard's eyes locked on one of them, and he asked aloud: "Do you know this group of people?"

"We know each other." Leonard replied subconsciously, "They should be... people from the land abandoned by the gods."

His eyes were fixed on the blond young man, but he didn't shout out. He looked familiar, but not very familiar...Cline Moretti actually still has contact with the Land Abandoned by the Gods?Being able to contact the Eastern Continent through the blockade of the digital gods must have relied on the power of Source Castle. In this way, the blond young man is probably also a member of the assembly at Source Castle... but they don't seem to be sure of each other's identities. , did they conceal their identities and faces during the conversation at the rally?Zaratul understood everything in an extreme amount of time.

"The people from the Land Abandoned by God have been brought out, so I have to go and see it."

Zaratul muttered loudly to himself.The speed of the carriage slowed down, and it caught up with the large army of at least 1 people at a distance.

TBC
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"What is that?" Waite Hilmon stared at the behemoth not far away and asked Derrick in a low voice.

His eyes are sharp, and the "Dragon Hunting Bow" behind him has begun to glow faintly. If the unknown thing is harmful to him, he will have the courage to attack it in a completely unfamiliar environment.

"Then...that's probably...a form of transportation from the outside world...?"

Derrick was not sure either. The thing in front of him that looked like a living monster made him afraid to speak loudly. The dozens of spirit world creatures holding it up and moving forward also made everyone in the God's Abandoned Land uneasy.Derrick was not sure whether the figure he saw in this "carriage" just now was Mr. "Star". They had never met... Did the other party have such a terrifying vehicle?
After he finished speaking, he immediately saw an expression on Elder Hilmon's face that said, "The outside world is really scary."

"...Almost everyone surrounding that one is not weaker than me." Hilmon barely kept his tone steady, "Derrick, if something happens, you must notify Mr. Fool immediately... "

We are marching under His gaze, so we should be fine... Derrick nodded, feeling a little uneasy.

Just as they were thinking about it, they saw the astonishing vehicle gradually slowing down and slowly catching up with them.

After about half a minute in this tense atmosphere, Derrick's eyes suddenly lit up.

It was a physical sudden light. A large amount of light suddenly appeared in front of them, and then large tracts of white occupied their field of vision. Then these whites quickly climbed into the shadows, gained texture, and were blurry in the distance. The brown and white patches solidified into snow-covered mountains and plains.

chapped.

Waite Hilmon fell to the ground, and his entire calf was instantly buried in this flawless white.

Although the demigod was not afraid of the cold, he still gasped in surprise when he noticed the huge temperature difference between the two places. Then, the crowd behind him heard the sounds of gasping, teeth chattering, and clothes rubbing against each other. A soft thud, and the sound of sneezing.

He stood there without moving. After a long time, he carefully pulled up his legs and took a cautious step forward.

Crunch.These white, cool and light things made the sound of being stepped on.Waite raised his head and looked at the sky, seeing countless white snowflakes falling one after another.He lowered his head and grabbed a handful. The soft snowflakes melted in his hands instantly and turned into a small puddle of water.He sprinkled this small pool of water on the snow. When the wind blew, the crystal clear water turned into dots of ice.

Is this "snow"?

He looked at the chief beside him and found that the chief had not spoken and was staring at several small animals running fast on the snowy field in the distance.

Those weird and cute little animals also had white fur. After running to a distance they thought was safe, they stood up on their hind legs and looked curiously at the large group of people who suddenly appeared here.

He looked at Derrick again and saw the young messenger breathing in the cold, fresh air from the outside world and exhaling bursts of white steam.While maintaining a mature and reliable look, he couldn't help but glance at the children who had begun to play with the snow.

After about a minute like this, when people became familiar with the new environment and gradually became quiet, a vague and loud voice appeared in everyone's ears:

"Make a wish on me."

"I will grant your wishes."

It was as if a thin gray mist was pouring out in front of their eyes. Although they did not see the god, the respect and love for him in people's hearts did not decrease by half.

Derrick lowered his head and silently made a wish in his heart:

"The 'Fool' who does not belong to this era, the great master above the gray mist, I long for your protection and hope that you can realize my wish..."

"Please give us a new home and a new beginning."

Such words, such a simple yet luxurious wish, sounded almost simultaneously in everyone's hearts on this clean and uninhabited snowfield, echoing lowly.

While praying, even Colin's body was trembling slightly, which was difficult to control.

The day finally came to them, and the myth repeated itself, and under the gaze of another god, they arrived in a new promised land.

Above the gray fog, in the ancient palace, "Miracle Master" Klein, who was sitting at the bottom of the long bronze table, saw little bits of pure light of different colors lighting up one after another, forming a slowly rotating majestic galaxy in front of his eyes.

The voices of the prayers overlapped completely, echoing inside the "Origin Castle", causing waves of ripples.

Klein closed his eyes and sensed for a few seconds, raised his right hand in admiration, bent his middle finger, and tapped the edge of the mottled long table.

In Du's voice, the invisible power spread rapidly like ripples on the water's surface, descending on the snowy field.

People in the Eastern Continent only heard the sound of wind, but they did not feel cold, but instead were full of expectation.After a while, when the wind finally stopped and under the sunlight, they opened their eyes and saw tall buildings one after another.

White walls, neat buildings, houses with bright and clean windows.

There are libraries, already built cathedrals, arenas, and mills, filled with many buildings that they can't even name, and even a port near the frozen sea.

They are already in the city.

The whole city was quiet, and even the cold snowy wind brought warmth with it when it passed by.

"when!"

The big bell of the church rang, and the ethereal and melodious bells echoed in the hearts of Yuecheng people, ringing in the ears of every listener, as if it could cleanse their souls and bring the most real touch to life.

The tears that people had held back finally flowed out, and low sobs came from the crowd. They felt that their body and mind became peaceful, and there was no longer any dust.

Miracle, this is the City of Miracles... An idea suddenly appeared in Colin's mind.

"Praise Mr. Fool!" They murmured to themselves at the same time, pressed their right palms on their left chests, and headed towards the church belonging to Mr. Fool, listening devoutly and gratefully to the sacred bells from heaven.

……

"Why are you ringing the bell? You don't have to play the mysterious waiter."

"I'm sorry to have snatched your opportunity to act. I suddenly felt itchy just now. Thinking that we will have to live under the eyes of the 'Fool' in the future, I have to show off." Pales said without any guilt at all, "What do you think now? Who is that on the Origin Castle?"

"It's him." Zaratul snorted, "Don't steal the opportunity to ring the bell from me next time."