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

Chapter 642 Examination
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"Bishop White!"

Emlyn's assistant suddenly let out an earth-shattering cry, which frightened Emlyn, who was flipping through potion books to kill time, and almost threw away the official textbook of the Church of the Mother Goddess of the Earth. He stood up, looked at the assistant who made the sound, and closed the book with a snap:

"what happened?"

Has another patient died? Then there shouldn't be such a big movement.

While talking, Emlyn noticed a strange thing appeared on the side of the road. It looked like a square metal box, a bit like a safe, but there was no keyhole. Instead, it had a lever and a mysterious throw. Coin mouth. The size of the coin slot looks about the same as a 1 penny coin. You can indeed buy some simple and cheap small "gashapon" for 1 penny, but it is said to be a small coin-operated gashapon machine on a street, and it has a glass plate. Or there are no gadgets placed in it, and it is completely unclear what can be played.

Emlyn looked around and saw that everyone around him was busy with his own business, and no one was looking at this small safe-like thing placed on the roadside.

He suspected that this thing belonged to one of his colleagues, but he didn't notice it when he brought it.

Just at this time, the assistant also ran over from a distance. He was holding a dozen cases bound with paper clips in his hand. He was breathing heavily, looking at Emlyn with some horror, and said intermittently:
"Archbishop, something extraordinary seems to have happened!"

Emlyn's eyes lit up - he was finally alive!

He couldn't save people's mental disorders here, and he had no excuse to leave. He was eager to do some tasks to pass the time.

He gestured with his eyes to his assistant to continue.

The two-meter-tall, muscular assistant showed no fear in the face of the earthquake, but his expression was somewhat indescribable at this moment. He took a deep breath and reported the report as calmly as possible: "At least ten seriously ill and seriously injured patients in the temporary hospital suddenly disappeared. We have issued critical illness notices to them, and their relatives have also accepted it... They have not received it at all. Impossible to be able to leave the hospital!"

"..." Emlyn thought for two seconds, "Their family members also disappeared with them?"

"Yes."

"There are more than ten people, and even the family members need stretchers to transport and bury them. Is there not a single witness to such a big movement?"

The assistant shook his head.

"Disappeared so completely? Have you checked the site? Are there any traces of sacrifices to hidden existences?" Emlyn asked. He knew that the current situation is likely to give rise to a large number of unsafe beliefs, and desperate situations will also make people act impulsively. do irrational things.

"No." The assistant shook his head like a rattle, his expression looking extremely helpless, "The hospital was frightened, and urgently asked the head of the diocese for instructions, asking if the Excellency was the Mother Goddess or if he had released a miracle. She saved the wounded, but she said that she did not. She did a divination and confirmed that there was no power of the Mother Goddess here... Only just now, a wounded person provided us with information. He said that he seemed to have seen one of the houses, and that one had already The dead child actually... actually came back to life and followed his parents to who knows where..."

Emlyn looked at his assistant with a complicated look.

The assistant spread his hands: "Yes, you guessed it right. The witness did not notice the problem at that time because the child was in swaddling clothes, wrapped in a warm blanket, and his face could not be seen. And in his impression, the child was already dead. He thought the parents had taken the child out and buried it. Looking back later, he discovered that the tightly wrapped child seemed to have stretched out a hand and played with his mother's hair."

"You mean the dead child came back to life?"

"That's what everyone is guessing now."

"Well..." Emlyn briefly analyzed, "Witnesses can't guarantee that it is the child himself, and there is no real resurrection in this world. Even if the body and soul that have not died are forcibly re-fused in ritual magic, The final product will not survive long, and the church's artificial man has obvious flaws... It cannot be ruled out that the couple adopted a new child and left after burying the child. Although there is no need for them to run away, but logically It makes sense. Apart from them, don’t there any witnesses to the other missing persons?”

"No more. His Excellency the Archbishop said there are no traces of extraordinary power. They seem to have disappeared out of thin air."

"Is that so? That would be difficult..."

...The bishop of the diocese said that there was nothing he could do, and he told me that there was nothing I could do... Emlyn also felt that the assistant’s words were in vain. In addition, others had begun to pay attention, and Emlyn felt that he was not involved. It's necessary. He dismissed his assistant with a few words and asked him to pay more attention to the progress of the case. Then he returned to his seat and sat down. When he looked back, he saw that the weird metal lever box was gone.

Was it taken?
Emlyn didn't pay much attention to the whereabouts of that thing. After thinking for a moment, his sense of responsibility took over. He closed his eyes and pretended to take a nap against the wall. He quietly recited the honorable name of "The Fool" and wanted to ask another person he knew. Did something happen to the gods?

After reciting the honorary name three times, at this moment, Emlyn, who had his eyes closed, suddenly felt his eyes darken. He suddenly opened his eyes and found a strange, fancy-dressed young man appearing in front of him. before.

The man was wearing a black robe and a classical hat. There is a rather complex and profound pattern embroidered on the back, and under the robe is a black formal suit. In addition, there are also some fancy feathers and colorful silk decorations, making him look somewhat mysterious and interesting. Emlyn looked up at the other person's face and confirmed that he had never seen him before, but he still felt that the smiling man seemed a bit familiar.

"I'm a wandering magician."

Without waiting for Emlyn to answer, the young man introduced himself first, took off his classical high-top hat with colorful feathers on his head, and gracefully gave a simple salute: "My magic can make other people's dreams come true." Wish, sir, what wish do you have?”

... Emlyn looked at the other party with a strange look. The wandering magician appeared so suddenly that Emlyn wondered whether the other party would conjure some white doves out of his hat. He felt a little uncomfortable being looked down upon, so he stood up and cleared his throat:

"No, I have no wish."

"Also, I am Bishop Emlyn White of the Mother Earth Church. If you need anything, you can tell me."

The young man was rejected and looked a little confused: "Is there really no wish?"

Just kidding, even if you really have a wish, who would say it to a stranger? Emlyn shook his head firmly: "No, thank you."

The young man looked at the determined expression on Emlyn's face. He hesitated for a few seconds before finally nodding. The wandering magician put on his hat again, bowed slightly and turned away, quickly disappearing into the distance of the street.

Emlyn watched this strange guy who suddenly appeared gradually disappear. He scratched his head and sat back in confusion, continuing to think about things.

Mr. "Fool" has not responded yet...

……

"I'm not saying, Xio, we really should move, you should think about it carefully! Look what has happened in the past six months, you were also controlled by a high-sequence power once, I have already written to Dorian The teacher wants to stay in the Abraham family temporarily, so you should come with me!"

Forsi came in through the wall in a hurry, and his words came before the incoming voice.

"Hugh, are you listening to me? Don't worry, you can find a job in Intis, we are not relying on others... uh..."

The indoor scene came into view, and Forsi suddenly stopped, stammering and speechless, and even the person froze.

Xio was holding the coffee pot in her hand and was placing the cakes and cookies that Fors had bought a few hours ago but didn't want to eat on the table in the living room. She was silent for a while in front of her friend, and then turned around to ask someone in the room. of guests:

"Mr. Abraham, do you still want some coffee?"

clatter. The bone china cup with a beautiful two-tone pattern of lapis lazuli was gently placed on the matching porcelain plate. The guest with long black hair glanced at Forsi, looked away, and calmly thanked Xio: "No. ,sorry to bother you."

"First! Uh, uh, first..."

After being glanced at by Him, Forsi woke up as if from a dream. Under the other person's gaze, she felt the same embarrassment as when she was a girl skipping class and was caught by the teacher on the spot. For a moment, she didn't know what to call the other person - I am not Abraham. It seems inappropriate for family members to call their ancestors in private, right? ! Teacher Dorian never said anything about this. Fors looked at Xio as if asking for help, but found that Xio had just turned around to fill the teapot. The young writer stood tremblingly, and finally choked out a sentence: " Ya...His Highness Abraham..."

Bethel leaned back slightly. Even Xio, who was originally very calm, was startled by the word "Your Highness". The lid of the cup in his hand collided with the cup, making a soft sound.

Forsi desperately found that there was a hint of complexity and unbearable look in the eyes of the other party looking at her.

But now that the matter was over, she could only salute bravely, and mustered up the courage to say: "I'm very sorry for the poor reception! I'm going to make tea for you now!"

"...No need, your friends have already entertained me."

"Oh, oh." Forsi was at a loss.

Bethel seemed to want to turn away, but His upbringing and tolerance for the younger generation allowed Him to forcibly resist these actions that would make children feel uneasy. He calmed down for a few seconds, glanced at Forsi, and said in a tone of checking homework:

"It seems like you haven't digested much of your 'Traveler' potion yet."

"Yes..." Forsi said listlessly, "I have only made a few trips to Intis during this period. Other places are... too dangerous."

Bethel nodded and looked at a hanging painting in the room: "You can also get feedback on your performance just by traveling within the country. If you have plans to move to Intis, you can ask your teacher and seek advice from the elders of the Abraham family. Travel Advice.”

"In addition, for a place full of mysterious atmosphere like the 'Cathedral of Light', you can also get digestive feedback when you visit it for the first time..."

Bethel taught the younger generations very casually. Even if they were sitting in a very casual posture, He would sit very straight. Forsi couldn't help but imitate the other party's manners, and then sat up straight.

Xio quietly moved to the sofa and sat next to her friend. She scolded Forsi with stern eyes for not mentioning this "His Royal Highness" to her, causing her to be less solemn in her hospitality. Forsi could only respond with a distorted expression, indicating that it was not her fault, and she did not expect that a little person like herself could be visited by such a great being, and even visited the home to see how the potion was being digested.

After a while, Bethel finished speaking and picked up the tea cup. Forsi took the opportunity to ask his doubts:
"Your Highness, why are you suddenly free to come to my humble residence?"

Bethel took a sip of the warm tea, his eyes looked out the window, and his voice was still light.

"Because of something very important."

"I want to confirm with my own eyes whether He is still Himself. If He is, then in order to prevent His condition from deteriorating further, I feel it is necessary to fulfill the promise between us and challenge Him."

Oh my god, a god challenging another great being? Is this something I can listen to? Forsi's heart was pounding, and for a moment she put aside her embarrassment and nervousness in facing senior people, and she subconsciously asked:
"What if that existence...is not me?"

Bethel paused for a while, and Forsi felt that he was thinking or regretting something.

"Then... I will still fulfill my promise. If one day his personality is killed, then I will use all means to kill his body as well, and will not allow others to impersonate his identity and taint his soul."

There was a sudden silence in the room.

Bethel had no intention of intimidating the juniors, but with His words, an almost imperceptible murderous aura escaped, and a dusk-like light lit up the room for a second. Suddenly Forsi and Xiulian It was difficult to breathe. Fortunately, this feeling passed away in a flash. The next moment, Forsi saw Bethel put down the tea cup in her hand, turned her head slightly, and said to them:

"You should go."

"Go to Intis, that is the best refuge for you."

Xio and Forsi looked at each other. A great being spoke, and they didn't dare not listen. Fortunately, Forsi is already a traveler and can take away all the important luggage in a few round trips. However, Xiu needs to do some mental construction with her brother and mother.

They bowed and left, no longer disturbing Mr. Door's thoughts, while Bethel continued to sit in this room full of life.

The tea gradually became cold, and the snacks remained untouched. He looked out the window, as if watching someone's every move.

After a while, out of social etiquette and in order not to embarrass the juniors, Bethel picked up a cookie and put it in his mouth. He cut off a corner of the cake on the other side and slowly tasted the not-so-exquisite texture and taste. Sweet.

With the forcible intervention of the Lord of Mysteries, the originally clear situation suddenly took unpredictable changes. Those who are disadvantaged are even more difficult to support, and those who have finally earned themselves a breath and grabbed an opportunity seem to be about to lose what they just gained. Even if he had no interest in this matter and planned to watch "The Gate" from beginning to end, he had no choice but to enter the battlefield because of Klein's mental abnormality.

From the moment he takes action, he must have a stance.

The "Twilight Giant Sword" is in a certain space in his hand, emitting light steadily, causing the space to decay and stagnate under the dusk.

Bethel Abraham also waited quietly, waiting for an answer whether He needed to use this weapon.

"So far, I have only turned the dead into my marionettes..."

"Just maintain this miracle. I hope you won't do anything to living people... but don't ever take that step, Klein."

TBC
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Chike stepped onto Pasu Island step by step. He was just about to directly charm the Pope of the God of Thunder and let the highest-ranking person in the Thunder Church take the initiative to take out 0-01 and put his hands in front of him when he suddenly heard Rolling thunder.

Don't you forget to guard me during the breaks between battles?

The expression of the original witch suddenly became serious, and her black hair suddenly sprouted teeth and petrified eyes. She was ready to deal with the God of Thunder's attack, but the attack did not wait. Instead, she waited for a loud noise from the Thunder Church.

Boom!

Chick couldn't tell for a moment whether it was thunder or an explosion inside the church.

In short, it seemed that the seal in the Thunder Church was opened, and his vision turned red for an instant. Chike immediately felt the attraction, right in front, right there, 0-01, that side due to the fall of the gods And the blood-stained flag is calling Him with the breath of the city of disaster!
I'm going to get it.

Get it, become a red priest, and become a dual-path true god!

Although the aura of the God of Thunder permeated the place, making people shiver, this idea appeared in Chike's mind, and the next moment it grew uncontrollably like weeds. The original witch herself is the god who controls love. However, at this moment, in her eyes, 0-01 is the most perfect thing in the world, something she must get no matter what she pays or what means she uses!

The next moment, a blood-red tornado soared into the sky behind the main building of the Thunder Church, reaching straight to the sky, dyeing the dark clouds directly above the zenith red, and the silver-white lightning also covered with blood.

Star Realm - Leodro took it to the Star Realm...

Chike hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and rushed resolutely into the tornado created by 0-01.

Although life and death are slim, and the probability of success is even lower... But at this point, if he does not take this step, what awaits Him will be all the efforts of thousands of years in vain and defeat!
　Why haven't you made it up again? I will make it up until tomorrow!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)