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

Chapter 93 Past and Present

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Edward kicked away the corpse lying in front of him, and looked down at his students in front of him.The tall young man curled up under the tree, covering the huge wound on his abdomen with one hand, frowning tightly, his lips were bloodless.His fingers were blue and white from the cold, and seemed to be stiff, but they still did not loosen, clinging to the abdomen to prevent the internal organs from leaking out.In the cold winter day, there was neither frost nor snow on Richard's body, and there was a trace of white mist leaking from his mouth. He was the only living thing that still had warmth.

The scattered corpses around them were already frozen hard, and the snow fell into their torn limbs or eyes that were unwilling to widen, and it did not melt for a long time.

"..." Can't even maintain the state of a puppet?

After watching quietly for a few seconds, Edward laid a spiritual wall around him, put his cane against Richard Ernst's shoulder, and turned the body lying on his side over.He saw the wounds on the young man's body continuously heal and tear, and blood poured out from the abdomen.His eyes were dull, his loose pupils stared at a certain point in the void, his breathing was chaotic, and his face was covered in cold sweat and blood stains, as if he was immersed in a dream that he couldn't wake up from.

It's Ruen.the devil thought.

He squatted down, half-kneeled on the ground, raised Richard's head, and straightened his face: "Look at me."

"Wake up." Edward looked into the other person's eyes, "What a shame, Richard Ernst, you are actually trapped in a nightmare dream?"

The name pronounced in this tone made Richard, who was stunned, react somewhat. His godless pupils struggled to reunite, mobilizing the last trace of his extraordinary ability to break through the magic barrier, but he lost control due to his poor state sign.His pupils stood up, his fangs grew out, the knee joints of his legs were twisted back strangely, clumps of gray hair emerged from his cheeks, and at the same time, his body partially blurred—he trembled violently, over a full After a while, these curses gradually faded from him.

He took a sharp breath and finally fully recovered his human appearance.The adversity on his body continued to tear open his wounds. Richard, who had suffered a huge physical and mental injury and hadn't recovered, closed his eyes, then looked at his teacher, and defended himself angrily:
"No." He said, "I didn't... embarrass you. I seriously injured a demigod of the Church of Evernight and killed his followers."

"What did you dream about?"

"I...dreamed..." His voice was hoarse and staccato, "I dreamed that the highland kingdom was destroyed...people were reduced to slaves...a dream that is exactly the same as the current world...it is too real, the highlands can no longer hold up down, so I didn't realize I was dreaming."

"That is indeed what will happen." Edward showed no emotion, "You saw it in advance, and you are also psychologically prepared."

...Richard closed his eyes, and fell into Edward's arms slumped.A few minutes later, he recovered a little bit, and continued to make a sleepy voice: "... Teacher, I feel confused. Sierra is leading the split apostates to carry out terrorist attacks on colonial officers and soldiers, and The Church of the Bound God led by the princess is actually indifferent. Teacher, is my struggle really meaningful?"

"No. Well, if you can't resist independence in the next 100 years, then the history books will record you as the remnants of ignorant natives who go against the trend of history." Edward answered this question.

"You don't have to be so direct..."

"You don't have to help the Death God Church clean up the lurking Seven God believers anymore, because just now, the Balam royal family was destroyed."

Richard's breathing paused.He opened his eyes.

"Emperor Balam is dead. His crown was taken by Loen as spoils of war. Only the eldest princess of the Royal Eggers family, Sia Palenque Eggers, broke out with the help of her personal guards. Now the throne of Balam is complete." The playthings of the generals of the Northern Continent, they scrambled to plunder, and even the gold leaf in the palace had to be scraped off to take away. The fire in the capital has been burning for three days. So you don’t have to rush there, the journey will take at least another three days, and so on. If you go there, you can probably only help them clean up the charred bones."

"...The Balam Empire is destroyed..."

The half-breed colonizers of the Southern Continent muttered to themselves, with an unconcealable grief on their faces: "Will the Highlands become a puppet regime?"

Edward was silent, and then he spoke. The cruel breath in his words made Richard unable to breathe: "Why support the Highland Kingdom?"

"In terms of land area, the territory of the Balam Empire is more than twice that of yours. In terms of historical background, the Highland Kingdom has only been established for more than 100 years. It cannot be compared with the Church of Death, and its overall strength is far worse than that. The Highland royal family cannot control such With such a large territory and so many people, it is easy to do the opposite. It should be to destroy the highlands, then let Balam annex you, and then support the puppet regime of the Balam Empire. The Aigers royal family is dead and spineless There are many weak nobles."

"..." The bruised Richard pursed his lips tightly, remained silent, and finally closed his eyes again wearily.

Edward Vaughan obviously didn't care about these things, and there was nothing in this world that he really cared about.He narrowed his eyes and watched his students.This time, he saw the layered threads of fate again. If it was a cobweb 30 years ago, it might be regarded as a sparse cocoon now.It's just that the lines are decreasing one by one, because the people connected to the southern continent at their ends are dying one by one.

Angel of the Abyss looked at these intermittent lines for a long time, and then the expression on his face froze into a sneer without a smile.

But His voice was still flat, making it impossible to see his true thoughts and feelings: "This time I am not here for the Highland Kingdom, my destination is the third largest city in Balam, and I am going to complete my ceremony."

"Your ritual..."

Richard, who was sleepy and had a splitting headache, first recited it in a half-dream and half-awake state without thinking at all, and then suddenly struggled in horror, broke free from the teacher's arms, and forcibly used the severed knife in spite of the abdominal wound. Support your upper body with your arms:
"You're going to Mudron!"

"There...the permanent population there is 60 people!"

"Yes. I'm going to spread filth, spread fear, and bring the majesty and judgment of the Northern Continent's consul." Edward stood up, his cold eyes hanging from above, and he spoke slowly, with a cold and calm voice, "You can let me They escape before tomorrow morning."

Richard looked up at the sky subconsciously, only to see that he had been in a coma for a long time, and the sun had already set on the western sea.He took a breath, gritted his teeth and pushed his body to stand up, but he failed three times in a row. He needed to rest and refresh himself. The current him might not even be able to defeat a mid-order Extraordinary.The tearing pain came from all over his body, every cell was howling, blood flowed into his eyes and scabbed, the organs in his abdomen fell heavily, and the intestines fell from between his fingers, Richard had to arch his back , Kneeling on the ground in pain again.

"...I can't...I can't let them..."

"The filth of human nature...greed, fear, selfishness, cowardice. You let good people fall into evil or die, let evil people be killed by greater evil or their own conscience, people's beliefs are shattered, and hope is wiped out ...until the last man also dies for his own sins..."

Seeing that his voice was getting weaker and weaker, and he was about to faint from the pain, Edward added uneventfully: "Then, evil will flow in these cities forever, creating hell and abyss on earth."

Carnage is a boring thing.A lack of artistry to a high-level demon is like cooking a piece of meat without seasoning.

Inducing the degeneration of human nature is the right thing to do, providing a sufficiently closed space, some sufficiently attractive conditions, spreading terror, maliciously driving up prices, spreading rumors, sowing dissension, and allowing people to be free in an extremely terrifying environment to the greatest extent. Feel free to do evil.

Build an isolated city that denies all goodness and virtue, and only desires and crimes are rampant.If you want to donate food to help others, then people will rush into your home to loot the food, and finally the whole family will die on the street, and you will be charged with miserliness.If you are a general defending the city, no matter how tough you are, your soldiers will make misjudgments in panic and despair after rumors spread, and you will be killed by rioting people and soldiers in the end, even heroic death less than.Then they killed each other, and the flood of filth soaked into the ground and spread far away, and the dead would never have peace.

"Three massacres... Actually you didn't kill any of them yourself... But all of them died..."

Richard spat out a mouthful of blood as soon as he said a word, he felt his head and feet were as heavy as a stone, and the sound and light were getting farther and farther away from him.But he managed to stand up, and staggered towards the distance, with footprints one deep and one shallow, each one filled with blood.

"Thank you for your kindness, even if only one can escape..."

Edward looked at him, neither stopping nor helping.

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When the sky was slightly dark, Garland De came back from outside.He settled Sharf's residence and identification.

However, as soon as he pushed open the door of the workhouse transformed from his old church, he heard a faint voice of conversation coming from the basement.

He was very surprised. The underground warehouse is usually only used to store some supplies, equipment and medicines, and most of the people who go to fetch things rush in and out. Why is it so lively today, there seem to be many people talking?
He walked around the hall with ease to the stairs in the basement, just in time to bump into the nurse who was carrying a bag of bread and vegetables upstairs.Garland De stretched out his hand to the nurse: "What's going on down there?"

Seeing him come back, the nurse suddenly seemed to see a savior, and sighed with a wry smile: "It's not the young man you brought, sir."

Garland De frowned: "What trouble did he cause?" Is this fat nobleman still dominating my territory?
"Well... well, you'll find out if you go down and have a look, it's not a bad thing." There was a dumbfounding expression on the nurse's face, but he was busy distributing food to everyone, so he didn't talk to Garland Dedo.

Garland De went down dubiously, just outside the door of the underground warehouse, before he went in, he heard a voice of annoyance.

"Wrong again! This is the fifth time. Why did you make such a simple assembly mistake five times? You can't be a mechanic like this."

Garland De was puzzled. This voice... seemed to be that craftsman?What is he doing here?
He pushed open the door and saw fat Shalf Maxwell walking up and down the warehouse like a ball rolling around.During the period, he kept instructing other workers to repair old and damaged equipment, holding a stack of documents in their hands.He rolled up his sleeves, his clothes were stained with greasy mud, the cloak used for camouflage is now dirty, he looks like an ordinary technician, unlike the one who was too curious and fearless when he first came here in the afternoon The aristocratic little fat man who is still a bit wayward is like two different people.

It seems that there is something wrong with the guidance.Under the gaze of Garland De, Sharf looked at a young worker's work for 5 minutes, then suddenly slapped the apprentice on the shoulder, and said in a strange and unbelievable way: "You are wrong too! My God, is this A simple question, none of you can adjust it? Do you think this precision adjustment shaft is installed like this?! Look here, here, and here..." He pointed back and forth at several wrong places, and made the semi-finished product "The part that should be tightened is so loose, and the adjustment shaft is so tight! Do you have a grudge against the user—want him to be crushed to death by a beam while working?"

The apprentice technician, who was about the same age as Scharf, rubbed his forehead aggrievedly, took a deep breath, and twisted and screwed the screw.

It is a bit bullying for a mid-sequence craftsman to do this. After all, there is not a single Extraordinary in this group... Garland De hesitated to speak, but he didn't feel angry.Seeing that the apprentice knows his mistakes and can correct them, Sharf reluctantly let him go, picked up the document in his hand and read it at a glance... After a few seconds, he clicked his tongue again: "One-fifth of the medicines in use have expired ? Do you dare to use expired ones for patients?"

Several nurses and teachers looked at me and I looked at you. One of them stepped forward with a firm head: "The expired medicines we use are all within one month of expiration, and all of them have been evaluated..."

"But it's expired?"

"That's no way." Another nurse with medical experience couldn't help but said, "The equipment we use are old products eliminated in churches and factories, and the medicines we use are also discounted because they are close to expired or have already expired. Dealing with the backlog, we..."

Sharf frowned, clicked his tongue twice, didn't know what to say for a while, the nurses quietly wiped their tears, and the atmosphere dropped to freezing point.Fortunately, Garland De, who was standing at the door, coughed at the right time to help him out. When Shalf saw him, he naturally stuffed the documents into other people's hands, and smiled in a familiar tone: "My business arrangement All right?"

"It's been arranged, you... that adult paid a sum of money for you and bought a house. I'm just responsible for the identification. You can live in tonight." Garland De handed over a few documents, looking Looking at the other party's dirty clothes and hands, I felt that the prejudice was slightly reduced, and I couldn't help but smile a little, "Thank you for coming to help. Bayam has a lot of special food, which can't be eaten in the Northern Continent, so I will welcome you tonight Wash the dust."

"Okay!" Sharf smiled, "I came here to pass the time because I was bored. My great-great-uncle said that I have to learn to support myself when I go outside... I want to eat barbecue and drink fruit drinks."

"By the way, what kind of house did my great-great-uncle buy for me?"

Garland glanced at the document, and replied from memory: "Just near Bayam Commercial Street, there is a private villa imitating Intis's architectural style, with three floors and 20 rooms, equipped with Gardener, coachman and a team of servants cost over twelve thousand Filkins."

The currency of Intis is similar to that of Loen, and it is worth more than [-] pounds when converted.The janitor sighed softly, thinking of his own workhouse, of the soggy food and the children who were fed twice a day.

"Great great-great-uncle didn't assign me a cook? That's great."

Sharf didn't feel the fleeting heaviness on Garland De's body at all, and he was as elated as all the young people who went out for the first time: "I see that you are also quite tight, do you have any chef here who can cook? I can be hired temporarily for a short-term, and the salary is negotiable. If you are tired of Intis dishes, you can cook foreign dishes or sea-style food, and it will be even better if you are a beautiful girl, and I will pay more."

Facing the look in the doorman's eyes as if he was about to send him to see Eternal Lieyang, Sharf shrank his neck: "...It doesn't matter if it's not a pretty girl."

TBC
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*This is a detailed supplement to the old favorite "Filthy King" promotion ceremony.

*And I have to complain to everyone about our naive squad leader.

This person started out as stupid and artificial, and now he has upgraded to stupid and useless nonsense.The graduation certificate from the college came too late, and our dormitory decided to go on a graduation trip, so we sold all the old books and clothes after finishing the work (so we are so busy these days).I'm leaving this afternoon. I packed my luggage yesterday. In the evening, I suddenly learned that if I leave school early, I have to apply for "entrusting others to help with graduation affairs", otherwise I cannot guarantee that my graduation certificate will be sent back smoothly.

We were all stunned at this moment, and we went to ask the monitor what was going on, if she was the entrusted person of the whole class, it was only FW who said this, and she still didn’t accept the entrustment (this person really didn’t move until he poked her) After a while, the student ID card that was collected for registration was not issued, and some people had already left and she still did not issue it. Before that, she lost the internship certificate of the whole class, causing everyone to rewrite it).We had an urgent discussion in the dormitory, and the final conclusion was that the farthest one should go back. The locals and I returned to school after returning from a graduation trip, and we helped five classmates and roommates who didn’t know about it and left early. Personal procedures.In other words, we would have to stay at school for another half a month since we could go home to catch big fish on the 26th.

It has been discussed how to find an opportunity to punch the squad leader twice.

(End of this chapter)