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

Chapter 89 Digging Will

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I've had enough.

I really, really, really, had enough.

I'm tired of looking at a world that's utterly boring, perpetuated by the selfish interests of a few, with no hope, no future, no glory, and no taste for fear and despair.When the time came to the fifth era, and the land remained unchanged, the political system was indestructible, and the core of ideology and culture remained the same as before, I knew that even if there was no Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun, even if the source quality was not lost, I would definitely come on this planet.

Because, here is an ugly and twisted dead sea that will attract me.

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The royal band began to play the second dance music, this time it was a lively three-time rhythm. The author made a lot of innovations in chords and musical forms, and wrote a style completely different from the traditional dance music of Intis, which has become the current trend music .If it is in the rigid and old-fashioned Loen, even the most popular music is impossible to enter the room, but here is Intis, Trier of Intis, the capital of enthusiasm, the city of romance and joy, as long as it is moving enough, Even if it appears in the circle of top nobles, it is not surprising.

After Adele finished the opening dance, there was no sweat on her forehead, and her breathing speed didn't change a bit.

She had a good time, and she took the initiative to change four dance partners in a dance song, just like doing a warm-up exercise.Then, she followed the resting female relatives to the corridor leading from the ballroom to the lounge. Standing in the shadow of the junction, she secretly looked at the corner by the frame of the arch.

She found her target next to the second sculpture by the wall, Lord Viscount——after changing her title and identity 50 years ago, she has been living a peaceful life in a fief west of Intis The demon of the quiet life - Edward Vaughan standing against the wall, holding a glass of sparkling wine, talking to Russell Gustav.

The latter, an upstart who is not yet forty, is in a period of vigorous career development, with various handicrafts, literary creations, and mechanical products emerging one after another. He is actually able to develop new pipeline designs and order weapons from the Church of Steam at the same time. Opening three serials, this amazing talent tripled the price of newspapers in the whole of Trier.

It's easy to guess Roselle's thoughts, just look at his lingering expressions on all the female relatives.Florent used an inappropriate way of soliciting, and he didn't deal with him, but facing himself, a beautiful woman, the other party still gave him face.Edward's mind was hard to guess, but Adele tried her best to guess, maybe today is the time to practice.

Although she was peeking, Roselle's undisguised behavior caught Roselle's attention. He immediately showed an expression of gloating and watching the show, and patted Edward's shoulder vigorously with his own hand, then whistled. Chase the backs of other ladies and ladies.

So Adele walked up generously, covered the corners of her crazily raised mouth with the gorgeous feather fan in her hand, stepped on stiletto shoes and walked in front of Edward gracefully, facing Edward as if looking at a bird in the air. The eyes of the beautiful peacock in front of him said, "Gui'an, Viscount Vaughan, is the music and food not to your liking? Don't waste this beautiful night. Seeing a guest standing alone on one side is a sign of My negligence on the part of the sponsor."

Her address was Viscount, so Edward nodded flatly and perfunctorily: "No, everything is fine." Then he didn't intend to speak any more.

Adela was not surprised by this alienation, covered her face with a feather fan, and continued to smile: "I want to chat with you, is it convenient for you now? Maybe a little girl like me can help you .”

"No." Edward replied simply.

Adele had been prepared for a long time, she took a breath, lowered her voice so that only they could hear, and covered up the conversation by going to the long table to get the wine: "If you want to play a demon who learns about human nature , something is still missing, and I would like to help you fill it in."

Edward didn't take it seriously: "Family? It may not necessarily be you."

"No, it's 'love'. "Adela smiled, picked up a glass of champagne with fingers wearing wine red tulle hollow gloves, and invited Edward to toast together. Edward was silent for a second, touched the glass lightly with her, and waited for her next words , "If you want to be human, you have to mimic love.No matter what kind of love it is, I can help you cover it up, decorate your indifference into bad words, and weaken your sense of inhumanity. I do all this voluntarily, without any flaws. "

"Are you negotiating terms with me?" Edward asked her, taking a sip of golden sparkling wine, "I may not need it, and even if I need it, it may not be you. What are you doing all this for? To help The Lun family wins me over? You know that marriage doesn't have any binding or special meaning to me, it's as common as breathing."

"Because I like you." Adele brushed the broken hair around her ears, straightened the little crown on her head, and showed a bright smile, "I like you, I love you, so since they are all married, why not Which one do I like? You need a family, a wife you 'love', I need a free home and someone I like, it's a win-win."

"You talked me a little bit."

Edward replied, "So where are you going to start?"

Adele was overjoyed immediately, she snapped the feather fan shut, took a few steps back, and then walked back in front of Edward with reserved and elegant straight steps, bowed slightly, holding the feather fan behind her back.She raised her other hand and said in a voice obviously smiling:
"This handsome and noble... No, this gentleman with a cold face that no one wants to talk to, can you dance with me?"

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West District, outside Green Cemetery.

Accompanied by Dr. Allen, Klein walked for a long time in the nearby woods, coughing from time to time due to falling gray dust.

"Perhaps such a tree does not exist, and the things in the dream cannot be completely reflected in reality." In the end, Allen himself was a little uncertain.

Fortunately, I'm good at finding things... Klein pointed in a direction with his cane and said, "Let's take a look over there and make the last effort."

"Okay." Allen took a breath.

The two walked for a while, and Allen suddenly stopped, pointing diagonally forward and said: "There, there!"

A dozen meters away, a birch tree with a ring of bark off its waist stood there quietly, as if it was waiting for the two of them.

"It's exactly the same as in my dream." Allen was very sure.

Klein smiled slightly warily and said, "But there is no Will Auceptin."

Allen approached the birch tree, frowned and looked at it for a while, then suddenly pointed to the root of the tree and said, "Will Auceptin was sitting here at the time, and he was pointing at the soil below with one hand!"

Pointing at the dirt below?Klein stood beside him, looking down at the area where there was almost no dead grass: "Do you want to dig it up?"

Allen nodded: "I've found it here, always check what's there, Sherlock, you go to the cemetery to borrow two shovels."

"It's better for me to stay here and you go to the cemetery. I'm worried that an accident will happen." Klein said cautiously.

"Okay." Allen didn't refuse, and left the woods immediately

After a while, he splashed out money, returned with three shovels and a gravekeeper, and began to try to dig.

Klein was digging, and suddenly he smelled a familiar smell, and as the soil on the surface parted, the things below were gradually exposed.

It was a highly decomposed corpse of a child!

His skin and flesh seemed to be melting, and there were many bugs crawling in and out of his nose and mouth.

when!
The shovel in Allen's hand fell and hit a rock.He pointed to the legs of the corpse, his mouth moved wildly but he couldn't speak.Enduring his nausea, Klein looked carefully and found that the child's corpse was obviously missing the lower half of his left leg.

At the same time, Allen took two steps back, fell to the ground, and shouted in a shrill voice: "Will Auceptin! Will Auceptin!"

That's Will Auceptin's body!
died?

Will Auceptin dead?

And it seems to be dead for a while!

Could this be fake?
Klein looked at the child's corpse in surprise and suspicion, and many thoughts popped up in his mind.In his cognition, Will Auceptin is a child with special characteristics, which may be related to Sequence 1 "Mercury Snake" of the "Monster" pathway.

The divination game he played, and his casual sentence "Doctor, your luck will get worse", made Allen unlucky for a long time; the thousand paper cranes he folded could allow Allen's astral body to be located in the spirit world, He was indoctrinated with man-made revelations; even Klein could only catch a glimpse of his whereabouts above the gray mist, and it was difficult to draw valid conclusions... How could such a child die inexplicably?Died before Dr. Allen dreamed?What about his relatives?

Klein narrowed his eyes slightly, endured strong nausea, and carefully inspected the highly decomposed corpse, and found some shredded Tarot cards in the surrounding soil.

His spiritual intuition told him that there was a high probability that the corpse in front of him was Will Auceptin.

It's really shocking and confusing... Go back above the gray fog to confirm whether Will Auceptin's death is fake... Wait, what does this have to do with me?I have long since decided not to get involved in this matter, so as not to be entangled by some "Mercury Snake", which may be more terrifying than the Sealed Artifact "0-08"... Klein snapped back to his senses. The grave guard and Dr. Allen, who was about to collapse in fright, said, "Call the police!"

"Okay, okay!" The gravekeeper was taken aback for a moment, and then replied repeatedly.

Holding the shovel, he turned and ran out of the woods, as fast as if there was a living corpse chasing him.Klein sighed, then took a deep breath, walked to Dr. Allen's side, lowered his head, pressed his shoulders and comforted him, "There's nothing to be afraid of, he's already dead."

"...It's more terrifying just because of death." Dr. Allen calmed down a little, and got up by himself.He looked at Klein, and was about to say something when he caught a glimpse behind Klein out of the corner of his eye, a crow in a black hat standing on a distant tree that had lost most of its leaves, looking at them with its head tilted.Seeing Allen looking over, it flapped its wings and flew to another tree with thicker leaves, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Alan?" Seeing the other party in a daze, Klein looked behind him suspiciously and vigilantly, "Is there anything behind me?"

"What? No, I seemed to be distracted just now."

The part about the crow was completely taken away, and Allen didn't realize that he lost more than ten seconds of memory, and he even forgot the nervousness just now.He quickly recalled what he wanted to say just now, and quickly said to Klein: "Thank you, Sherlock, I already feel much better. If I wasn't with you, I wouldn't know what to do now."

Seeing that he had adjusted his mood and stopped pursuing the matter, Klein also let go of his hanging heart and said with a relaxed smile, "But before that, we may have another summons from the Sieveras Field .”

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A barefoot kid in his teens bumped into Richard on purpose, and Richard reached out and picked him up with his belt, and said to him with a smile: "Children can't steal things, okay? "

The height of nearly two meters was very oppressive, and the child whose feet were more than one meter above the ground struggled violently a few times.Richard was not angry, and continued to preach to him in a good voice: "Don't steal, if someone forces you to steal, you run away, go buy something to eat, and then have a good sleep. Go to the dock to work, or give to others As an apprentice, you can survive on your own, don't be bad, you are still very young..."

Richard patiently talked about temperance and discipline, leaving the seed of "goodness" in the child's muddled mind.

Alger next to him clicked his tongue: "Mr. Ernst, it's almost noon, don't waste time on these children, they probably spend more time as pickpockets than any pickpockets we've ever seen, and they won't get it back."

"But you can't pretend not to see it, you're still a child."

"I'm not blaming you, but it's pointless to reason with them, they won't listen..." Alger continued to frown, although the child in Richard's hands had gradually turned into sobbing, and stopped crying loudly, as if Richard's preaching really had some strange power.Is the Ernst family an "audience"?Alger guessed in his heart, and then, he saw Richard put the child down, and wiped off the dirt and tears on the other side's face with a piece of novice scarf, revealing a thin and malnourished face .

"Okay, let's go, no stealing is allowed in the future."

He saw that Richard seemed to have performed a magic trick, and his dirty hands might immediately become brand new. Alger also saw that the other party secretly folded a 5 pound note into the handkerchief, and stuffed it into the child's hand together. inside.

"If you really can't survive, go to the Ernst Foundation, and we will let you live to adulthood smoothly."

The child clutched the handkerchief and banknotes and looked at Richard with vigilant and uneasy eyes like a small animal.Nobody taught him to say thank you, so he gave Richard a hasty nod and pushed his way into the crowd.

Alger looked at Richard with a complicated expression, and he understood a little bit why there are so many charitable organizations, only Ernst's family is the most struggling.At the moment just now, he even had the idea of ​​charging a few tens of pounds less, but for his own future and the potion, Alger suppressed this idea.He walked up and reminded in a neither humble nor humble way: "It's time to continue buying supplies."

"Okay. Thank you for waiting so long."

Richard replied with a smile, and followed Alger, watching with great interest as he selected dried seafood, dry bread and some fruits that were easy to preserve.The sailor path can filter salt by itself, create clear water, and go fishing in the sea, which basically solves the biggest problem of ordinary people's sailing: fresh water.So there's really not much to buy, just some dry food that can be stored for a long time, and a necessary change of clothes.

Items on the list were crossed out one by one, Bayam's commercial street was crowded with adventurers, merchants, pirates and sailors.Richard followed Alger, watching all directions, listening to all directions, and heard a certain pirate say that he was going to rob a passenger ship soon, to make a big deal... Inform Garland De, a certain businessman talked about human trafficking in slang... Inform Garland De.

A group of people were bustling in front of them, and Richard heard someone shouting loudly, "2 pounds, give me ten catties of red clay!", and heard someone laughing, "Frank, you're doing those cult experiments again!"

So the voice just now defended himself by saying, "Hybridization...is not a cult experiment! Let cows grow like wheat, and milk can be contained in fruits that grow on trees like coconut milk..." Many people in front laughed "I saw you do those experiments with my own eyes last time, and then your captain threw everything into the sea!" Frank blushed, trying to explain what "mother", "hybrid", " For more people", the net is some difficult words, and the market is full of happy air.

Alger uncomfortably lowered the brim of his hat to cover his blue hair, not wanting others to see that he was going to sea from clues.

And Richard frowned slightly, listening to this quietly, was puzzled and stunned, finally nodded, and said surprisingly:

"It turns out that it can still be like this, what a genius idea."

TBC
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Who asked before if Huai Huai would find Mushroom King very pleasing to the eye, and the answer was yes.

Garland De, the head of the sea of ​​the Pilgrim Sect, Sequence 5 of the Death Path, a Balam native, jumped over from the Spiritual Sect.

Turned down an offer to be Admiral Hell, citing seasickness.

(End of this chapter)