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

Chapter 596 The current situation of Fusak
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Half a month later, Fusac, St. Milon.

The wind from Jianhai failed to blow away the chill here, but instead brought a strong smell of sea water to the port.

As winter approaches, fewer and fewer ports can be used, and only a few ice-free ports are still in operation.Due to the reduction in shipping, seafood that was usually sparse and ordinary has now become a delicacy for the middle class and aristocrats.

The sun rarely came out today, and the city looked peaceful. Although the god who protected their huge empire had died, the order of the country did not seem to be affected.

People closed their doors and windows and sunbathed on their terraces, went shopping on the street, or went to the capital cathedral to worship in groups. Everything was orderly, and nothing discordant even happened.

In such good weather, shops selling liquor and food always open extra early. White water vapor comes out from the vents of the shops, bringing strong vitality to the streets. From time to time, you can still see people wearing tattered cotton clothes on the street. Common people from the Lower District walking slowly.

There were not many people on the street, and the pool in the park was frozen. There were a few young children walking around and playing in the small pool.

Close to the park and square, in a place with a relatively high flow of people, there is a large notice board with many notices posted on it.

This notice board involuntarily attracts the attention of people around it. People passing by always stop and look up before moving on. Residents constantly come out to take a look at the regulations on the notice board before returning. Home.

A man wearing a hat, a scarf, and a dark coat that is very common in Fusac. His upper body was not ventilated at all, but his pants had a few holes in them and he walked slowly from the alley. come out.They seem to be afraid of the cold but not afraid of it. In order to express their individuality, they have sacrificed some of the fabric of their pants, just like those unemployed young people who are disobedient and wander around the streets.

"What's going to happen again today..." he muttered.

Seeing that many people were watching, it seemed that a new official document had been released, so he moved closer and stood on the periphery of the crowd. While smoking, he poked his head to look at the large log-colored sign.

In the center of the notice board, a piece of slightly yellowed white paper covers the other notices, with black ink and Fusac language written on the surface:

"Ladies and gentlemen, what is issued today is still the decree of His Majesty the Emperor and the Church.

"Now, I pass on these laws to you:
“Article [-], the order of Saint Milon requires all people to abide by it voluntarily.

“Article [-]: All living beings are equal before the law, and any rumors, remarks or incidents that undermine the harmony of the country and the city are not allowed to occur.

“Article [-]: It is prohibited for any hunter to carry out hunting activities in Saint Milon in any form, except for those who are priests.

“Article [-]: Those who commit the following crimes will be punished, up to and including the death penalty:
"1. to kill;
"2. Stealing;

“3. Recite the honorable names of gods other than the God of War in full;
"4. Sacrificing to evil gods;

"5. Fraud;

"6. Disclosure;

"..."

There are no new laws today, it’s the same as usual.

Although the seemingly weird third day law is still hanging on the bulletin board, people have become accustomed to it, just thinking that someone would set a trap privately to catch birds or small animals, affecting the surrounding neighborhoods and churches - but, Are there any birds out and about this season?

After reading it, people began to spontaneously follow the last words of the article to thank the emperor and the patriarch. At the beginning, no one took this ordinary bulletin board that suddenly appeared and required people to abide by morality seriously, but what is incredible is that , since His Majesty the Emperor and the Great Holy Church promulgated these legal provisions, the security environment in the entire Saint Milon and even Feysac has immediately improved countless times.

People who had read the announcement started to leave one after another, while people continued to come to read it.

The average height of Fusac people is quite astonishing, so the height of the bulletin board is also over two meters.The increasingly dense crowd moved in front of the board in an orderly manner, quietly, and without any pushing, collision, or resulting quarrels.

The young man wearing ripped jeans finished smoking a whole cigarette in front of the notice board. Seeing that there were no new laws, he walked away bored.

He walked straight to the lower area and entered a tavern.

The bartender behind the bar was wiping the glass. Occasionally, a bounty hunter was drinking in the pub and discussing in a low voice some recent events in the city. The most common one was "What kind of punishment will be obtained if you violate the laws on the notice board?" .

"That little habitual thief was whipped ten times for stealing his wallet! But there was no one around at the time. It was as if he had been whipped by someone. His skin was torn and there were blood marks all over his body..."

"No way... really have extraordinary power?"

"Of course! The content on the bulletin board is the same every day, but do you think anyone dares to violate the requirements above? Even the leaders of the gangs in the lower district have to send people to check the requirements on the board every day. Even if If you want to violate the rules, you will never do it yourself!”

"I think so, haven't you heard? The god of Intis can supply thunder to ordinary people like gas. Last month, I saw a priest in the cathedral throwing flames like a spear. go out……"

They chatted animatedly and carefully avoided naming the gods when referring to other gods.

Illegal activities have decreased, and bounty hunters who are chasing after others have gradually lost their jobs. Some have begun to consider business such as tracking and catching rapes, but they are worried that these things will also appear on the notice board one day.After listening to the chatter of these people who came to drink, the young man walked to the bar with leisurely steps, stretched out his hand and knocked on the black wooden table:

"A glass of Grenache mixed with a quarter of the high-proof ale."

A drunken drinker holding a beer glass laughed loudly: "Ronzi? Ale? What kind of man is he who doesn't drink Nepos!"

This drunken remark caused laughter from several guests in the tavern. If a "no drinking" notice appeared on the notice board one day, almost the entire Feysac Empire would be annihilated.But after they finished laughing, they found that the young man standing in front of the counter had disappeared.The drinkers didn't pay attention and continued to discuss the topics they were interested in. They guessed that the other party ran away in shame and anger after teasing.

The drunkards continued to talk about things they had experienced personally or heard over and over again, foaming at the mouth and turning red.

……

The secret door of the tavern was closed. The young man untied his scarf and took off the hat on his head. His red hair suddenly spread like a flame.

He adjusted his jacket, ignored the people around him, walked directly behind the only table in the small room, and pulled out the soft leather chair.He sat down on it, and then put his feet up on the table in an inconspicuous manner.

"good morning."

Medici waved to the people present casually, and the people present also waved to him casually: "Is there any news today?"

Sitting on a high stool to the side, a young woman with a Southern Continent appearance who seemed slightly unconscious took a while to answer:
"The things you want are never available."

Medici shifted his position on the leather sofa chair without any care, and found the most comfortable place to stay still: "Conspirators don't act after seeing ready-made intelligence. Come on, tell me what you found? "

"I always lack confidence in things like conspiracies and strategies..." The young woman shook her head slowly. She seemed absent-minded. The heating in this tavern was not very sufficient, in an environment as cold and snowy as Saint-Milon. , she was actually barefoot, wearing a very ethnic style, a thin patchwork dress like a rainbow, "That bulletin board made your arrangement invalid."

"No, that's just me testing the bottom line of the guy who made the law."

"Then your actions are banned?"

"Oh, it's normal for a program to be corrected and disabled after reporting an error..."

"Who did you hunt?"

Medici touched his chin and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "I told you who my target is, right?" The brown-skinned young woman said without thinking: "You said your target is the current emperor of Fusac, and the great Patriarch.”

"Yes, they are the only ones worthy of being my target. I wanted to test the protection of the Great Cathedral, so I directly tried to assassinate the Patriarch who hid in the Great Cathedral and pretended to be the God of War to maintain the country. Anyway, sooner or later I would They all have to go." Medici shrugged, "You should know it by looking at the notice board. I didn't succeed, but I succeeded in scaring Him and making Him legislate on the spot. Haha, He is really worried about his own affairs now. He was discovered, but the God of War’s extraordinary characteristics were taken away by another guy, how long can he maintain it even like this?”

"This will make the Great Holy Church more vigilant..."

In the middle of her words, she interrupted herself: "Oh, I forgot, you are all at the top of the sequence."

"If, like you said, the God of War is dead, then no matter how vigilant they are, their vigilance will be limited... Maintaining the sealed objects all the time also requires a lot of energy and spirituality, which will make them nervous and exhausted in the short term. middle."

Medici smiled, which was very helpful.

"Do you already know what that notice board is?" asked the woman from the Southern Continent. "If it says 'No instigating crimes' or 'No incitement of others' on it, then your and my activities will be restricted. You What is the solution?"

"It's a level 0 sealed object. It's as rigid as its previous owner. I just need to let its laws hedge against it. But I don't have a clue yet."

Medici had considerable experience in troubleshooting errors, but he had little experience in legislating and making laws contradictory.This made him miss someone a little bit, but the soft emotion of missing him quickly disappeared.He stretched out his hand towards the young woman, grabbed the air a few times, and signaled the other party to give him the collected information.

The woman from the Southern Continent moved her fingers slightly, and a notebook flew out from the newspaper rack in the corner and lay flat in front of her.

Before handing it to Medici, the notebook opened automatically, and she read a few of the contents on it at random:
"The leader in the market has severe back pain due to severe cold."

"The big shot in the weapons industry, the big businessman living in the city center, began to look for other markets to promote his overstocked products because the demand for weapons dropped sharply after the war."

"The priests of the Great Cathedral privately discussed the black market of slave trade and their dissatisfaction with the abolition of slavery..."

She flipped through a few pages, becoming more and more impatient as she read. Finally, she looked at Medici and said, "Look, it's all this information that you don't know what to call."

"The vast majority of people here have never been to school, and neither have I. They have no idea the type of information you need... What you're doing is just a waste of time."

"Show me the information." Medici didn't take it seriously. "It's a waste of time. Didn't you also come up with your territory and manpower to help me? A crazy woman from the Southern Continent can help me in the slums of Saint Milon." You have your own power and are hiding well, and you even extended an olive branch to me. If you continue like this, I will doubt that the potion of the 'Prisoner' path can also increase your IQ. You are not wasting your time."

"The current situation is not suitable for me to indulge... We are just madmen, not fools."

Hilda sent the notebook over, and she was also curious about what Medici could discern from these ambiguous information.

"As for helping you, it's just because of your purpose."

Medici laughed and said nothing. He opened his notebook and found the first piece of information that the other party read just now:
"The market leader, Ms., has severe back pain due to severe cold."

"She went to the Cathedral to express her troubles and donated a lot of money. The next day, her back pain was effectively relieved."

The next day... Medici couldn't help but snorted.

The day after Larion was assassinated, he quickly came out and continued to preside over the overall situation and respond to the believers. This "God of War" is really conscientious.

"...Although the sales of some stores have decreased, there are also stores that have received large orders. The tall businessman actually doesn't bargain much. He looks like a newcomer who is easy to steal, but because he looks very strong, he No rip-offs.”

People in Fusac can be made to think that they are tall, at least two meters or more. Only those nobles who have been raised taller by magic potions for generations...

Medici suddenly thought of the land abandoned by the gods.

"Major suppliers to the arms industry are trying to open up foreign markets..."

"The indigenous resistance forces in the Rhoside Islands seem to have purchased a lot, and there are also some orders from Loen and Feneport."

"The food merchant's business has been good recently, and the church has purchased a large amount of food."

"Saint Milon is very peaceful and stable. Rumors and unrest from the outside will be eliminated as soon as possible. Things about evil gods and disrespectful rumors about God will not be allowed to pollute the hearts of more devout believers."

Although the God of War died, because only God died, the power of the church was preserved to the maximum extent.At the same time, although the power of the church was preserved to the greatest extent, all the extraordinary characteristics and uniqueness belonging to the God of War were taken away by Bethel Abraham. At the same time, the emperor of the Einhorn family could not obtain it. Other extraordinary properties.

There are only a few angels guarding this huge country, and the promotion paths of these two powerful angels are all blocked.

The current situation of Patriarch Larion and the entire Fusac royal family is almost like that of a three-year-old child walking through the market with gold. No one has done anything yet, just because the child also has a knife in his hand and is unwilling to be the first to be beaten by this. Just scratch it with the knife a few times.

If I cause chaos in the Fusac Empire, the Demon of Knowledge may not be able to resist it, but Leodro might be able to grab it a few times... It’s really unpleasant. He is holding my uniqueness, and the demon is holding it again. The remaining sequence one...

Medici thought about the new law he just saw and it was a little funny.

His judgment was correct. When he came to Fusac, some of those level 0 sealed objects would be able to react.

It was difficult for him to completely put himself in the dark, and Medici felt that it was not necessary.

Because His purpose is to launch a war, and it is impossible to launch a war in the dark.What's more, his purpose is to hunt the emperor and religious leaders of this country, and even all the angels of this church that has no God, and then launch a war against Loen.

The "conqueror" of Fusac knew that He was coming back, and for each other, they had known each other from the beginning.

Therefore, Medici instead chose to make some preparations and take the initiative, catching Patriarch Larion off guard.

Although he didn't take the opponent's life as expected, he also escaped unscathed, making the opponent dare not act rashly.Sure enough, the day after Larion was attacked, there was a regulation on the board that said "No hunter is allowed to hunt in Saint Milon in any form". Isn't this a blatant spy on how many subordinates Medici has? How many people came?

Medici responded with a sneer. He was not worried about being discovered at all.

This is not because He is so confident in His hidden skills, but because He is now the bare commander.

"The 'Red of War' has been completely seized by that old thing from God. If I want to go to war with Loen, I must first seize the country and then gain control of the army. Normally speaking, it will take me at least a few years to establish contact and tacit understanding. ...Is it necessary to win over the people of Fenebaud... Humph, I think these are all false. It is still a bit too risky to start a conspiracy under the nose of the 'All-Knowing One'. I should ask Klein about the serpent in Utopia another day. How are you doing? It’s not convenient for you to give me a blessing or something for the sake of your friends..."

Medici's mind was spinning rapidly, and he was unwilling to let go of any support.

"... It would be great if the big snake catches that little snake quickly. Even if he can't become a god, I have a true god-level comrade, and the situation on my side will get better immediately. Come on, big snake!"

"With the God of Destiny declaring this war, who else can resist?"

"It's a pity that the matters in their path are not so easy to participate in. Otherwise, the Lord would have taken action himself, and it would not have become a problem left by history..."

"Let's think about how to deal with the Brass Book first."

TBC
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good night
(End of this chapter)