78

"Becklund is dead? He died in Loen and was assassinated by the Aurora Society?"

Intis, in a noble manor on the outskirts of Trier, an old butler with blond hair and mottled hair was reporting to his master. The other party was a young man who looked to be under thirty, with sharp eyebrows and the iconic red hair and green eyes of the former royal family Sauron. But the hair color is too dark for a red, and looks more like reddish brown in the dark. It is obviously not a direct lineage.

"Just die, you're just an ambassador. Have you got the manuscript of the second-generation differential engine that the intelligence department wants?"

"No, it even exposed our purpose." The old butler half-bowed and replied respectfully, "Ambassador, no, the mission of the former Ambassador failed successfully. The family members in the intelligence department were discussing countermeasures, and finally they decided Leave this matter to your disposal."

"...If you're going to die, just minimize the losses. You're such a loser who's still causing trouble to people even after you're dead."

The young man clicked his tongue: "Lunen will give an official explanation. They will investigate on their own. Our people only need to show off. Revenge for him is a waste of time. I have to blame this on me. The old men in the family have been here until now." Haven’t you regained the courage that was frightened by your father?”

"I have been deprived of my hereditary title, and I have also given away most of my family property and manor. I have not planned to marry a wife and have children for so many years to stimulate them. What else do these guys want to squeeze out of me?"

"Lord Traynor, be careful what you say." The old butler reminded, "The Archbishop of the Eternal Sun Church hopes that you will go there in the afternoon because of this matter."

"...The church is looking for me and wants me to express my position? No way, wouldn't even a small matter like the ambassador just being assassinated by an Aurora assassin be elevated to the grudges of the past?" Traynor frowned in displeasure, right? He raised his eyebrows, but relaxed them again after a few seconds, "Well, doesn't the archbishop want to renovate the church's sculptures and organ recently? He will bring 40% of the gold, spices and gems obtained from Balam. Let's get through it first. Joints, lest the family take this opportunity to embarrass me. The things that can be spent with money are trivial matters. My biggest bargaining chip is the parliamentary seat, which cannot be lost. "

"I am the war bishop of the Sauron family. I am not a descendant of the devil. The archbishop and the church just want to hear what I say. I will not care about this matter. When the time comes, I will find a stupid young man to investigate and deal with it."

"Okay." The old housekeeper said, "Mr. Ernst sent a secret report last night, hoping to get some winter material assistance."

"Winter? That guy needs material assistance all year round." Traynor waved his hand and turned to look at the garden outside the floor-to-ceiling window. "According to the practice of previous years, cotton is imported from Fusac through purchase channels. We must try to keep the price as low as possible, and make up for the insufficient quantity from the plantations.”

"That's it, help me deliver the post to the Archbishop. Since I'm asked to express my position, I'll be more proactive and go visit this afternoon."

"Yes. Then I will help you turn down the afternoon hunting activity and the evening dance invitation." The butler said, "Miss Elaine made an appointment to meet you two weeks ago, and she will also turn it down at two o'clock this afternoon. What?"

"Elaine?...Ah, it's her. I remember she was the more unpopular branch of the branch, and she was about to inherit the family business and go into business." Traynor recalled this smart relative, "The first There are not many children who can call me great-great-grandfather in one meeting. For the sake of being a collateral descendant, I gave her a lot of initial investment. I declined and lent her my amulet. She needs safety more than asking for help."

"Follow your orders. I will send someone to inform Miss Elaine."

"There's nothing else," Traynor said, "just go make arrangements."

79

On Monday, the bodyguard girl's employment ended. Klein, who had been in dire straits during this period, regained his freedom and relaxation.

Through Rosago's relics, the "World" dummy has been successfully deployed. When the tarot session started, several old members showed obvious emotions when they saw new people joining. Miss "Justice" was slightly curious and used the status of the audience to analyze the character traits of the new members. Mr. "Sun" didn't have much reaction. He just looked at it a few more times and then looked away, while Mr. "The Hanged Man" His body movements showed tension and defensiveness. He was observing and guessing the newcomer's ability, testing whether it would have an impact on him...

Klein smiled slightly, and first posted the simple mission "Looking for Lanrevus", and then controlled the dummy "World" to speak:

"Mr. Fool told me that I can issue tasks and collect materials here, is that right?"

"Yes." Miss "Justice" said with a sense of ownership and reserve, "But you must wait patiently. Next is the reading time that belongs exclusively to Mr. Fool."

"The Fool" seemed to laugh enigmatically. Mr. "The Hanged Man", who had been observing secretly, noticed the gaze of the god above him and quickly bowed humbly and said: "This time it is still a six-page diary. , the last remaining page will be given to you next time.”

Klein took out the other party's concrete six-page diary and looked down at it:

"On February 9th, I had my third child, and I named him Bonova. I gave him the characteristics equivalent to those of a Sequence 5 Beyonder, which reduced my burden and allowed me to digest magic potions faster. , to accelerate his promotion, and at birth he is already an 'astromancer' who can display various special abilities."

"Zarath visited me secretly. I asked him about the future of the children, but he refused to explain a word! Really, the words of soothsayers are always so difficult to understand. I really want to pry open their mouths and ask clearly! "

"...It's hard for me to believe that my lovely, kind-hearted Bernadette, who loves her younger brother, adores her father, and loves her mother, will hate me, loathe me, and abandon me in the future? No, Zaratul is not a prophet. His divination Don’t believe it all, just forget about this, Russell!”

"..."

It seems a bit like a bloody family theater... Klein pondered the information and complained, turning the pages thoughtfully:

"On May 22nd, Florent of the Sauron family actually wanted me to be his subordinate! His attitude is simply unacceptable. I swear that I will make him pay for what he did today in the future. .”

"But some of the things he mentioned are really interesting."

"The Sauron family actually has a history of more than two thousand years, which is earlier than the birth of the Craftsman Church. The long history must have given them not only arrogance, but also many secrets and sealed objects. It is really an incredible house. Dare to look directly at the behemoth standing on the ground."

With Russell cursing and thinking about the Sauron family and Florent, Klein read back happily.

"On August 11th, that idiot Florent is showing off again."

"He said that he is the most promising person of this generation of the Sauron family to achieve high sequence, because he is very similar to his great-great-grandfather. Is there any inevitable connection with this? I looked up and down, left and right, everything There’s no way this guy is talented. Besides, in the extraordinary field, is talent important?”

"The current situation of my fellow villager adds a bit of joy to me. He is attracted by a young lady from the Sauron family, which gives him a headache and he doesn't know how to deal with it. But that lady only has Sequence 6, and the Sauron family actually acquiesces to her behavior. , could it be that you think you can win over me through my fellow villagers?"

"Haha! Go ahead and eat the shit you want!"

"However, the obstacles to reaching high-level sequences mainly lie in the difficulty of obtaining extraordinary materials and the trouble of corresponding rituals. Of course, it must be admitted that those born extraordinary people have more time to prepare."

"Florent's great-great-grandfather was a high-sequence expert? Does being like him mean you have talent?"

It seems that Emperor Russell was still quite young when he wrote these diaries. I can roughly understand the meaning of "talented" in Florent's words... Klein nodded slightly. If this part of the content still made him feel relaxed and contented, then the information hidden in the rest of the diary shocked him. Sequence 0 above 1, the location of the true god, the blasphemous cards containing 22 paths, the road to becoming a god...each of them is incredible information that can change the pattern of the extraordinary world, and is enough to shake up the indestructible system of the church. Shocking news about the earthquake.

So, when Emperor Russell regretted not choosing "Soothsayer", "Stealer", and "Apprentice", was it because the true gods of these three paths had not yet been born? Russell's plot is bigger than I thought...

After reading all the diaries, "The Fool" Klein calmed down a little and manipulated the "world" to participate in free transactions and discussions.

80

Edward was sitting on a bench in the garden in the middle of the street, holding a newspaper in his hand. He seemed serious but was actually browsing the latest information in a daze.

The first is the establishment of the Air Pollution Committee. The Loen Kingdom has finally begun to pay attention to environmental pollution. However, it is unknown how effective this committee, which is composed of members of the lower parliament, some nobles, anthracite merchants and people with certain social influence, can play. The second is about the recent serial killings. The number of victims is still in single digits. Neither the police nor the church have a clue. However, in the unabashed killing behavior of the other party, it is obvious that the purpose is to cause social panic.

Edward paid a little attention to this part, because the police and the church were obviously not as useful as the aggregation of extraordinary characteristics.

The third thing is the regulations related to the Kingdom preparing to pass the government employee examination. During this time, newspapers of all sizes were building momentum for this matter. Even Richard Ernst wrote a special text message - offering sacrifices and sending it. The letter costs money and is a waste of time - happily mentioning this ordinance that "benefits people". Because some of the well-educated young people in the foundation finally have another path to choose from, and may have the opportunity to transcend class and have a better life and future.

Edward attacked him succinctly: "Why is the king so hasty in issuing policies? Is this all you see?"

Richard replied sincerely: "Even if the big guys do these things just for themselves, it is a great good thing for people."

All right. The demon and outer god thought to himself, not bothering to further attack the opponent. Human thought is difficult to understand, and this pure human mind is even more difficult to understand. A little favor can make him feel satisfied. After all this time, he is still as simple-minded and easy-going as before.

It's been more than half a month since the God's descent incident, and the informants in the Aurora Society should have passed on the deliberately revealed information. Allies should go back to check the situation in the past two days to see if it is a good time to return. By the way, they can communicate with the main body and gradually transition their power back to Sequence 7. He probably no longer has to worry about the affairs of the Aurora Society, and Edward is happy to be free.

It was noon, and there were no people on the streets or in the parks. He took a sip of the drink packed from the coffee shop, and suddenly heard a distinctive yet very familiar sound of prayer ringing in his ears.

——The difference is that this points to the "Decaying King".

"Roselle?" the former Earl of Intis Palace said to himself, "Did you make another harassing phone call to me? It seems that he is in good spirits today."

He answered the "phone". A dark, deep, and dilapidated scene appeared in front of him, and the interior of a huge building was vaguely visible. He saw a dark figure sitting on the throne. Next to the emperor's hand was an irregular stone tablet, covered with twisted shadows and words. His body is covered with red cracks, which are repeatedly torn and closed like eyes or moon phases, and light cyan flower branches penetrate the black shadow to bind Him to the throne. The shadow looked dying and fragmented, but despite this, He still looked at the other side of the world with cold and majestic eyes.

——The unique "Black Emperor" Russell Gustav!

The moment their eyes met, an extremely frantic voice with a strong sense of hatred was directly inserted into Edward's mind. Different from gibbering, this was a crazy curse with extreme emotions from a true god!

"Crazy angel, cold-blooded devil!"

Edward made no resistance, so the container's instinctive self-defense was defeated in an instant. boom! Half of his head exploded on the spot, and the torn blood vessels and shattered eyes went their separate ways. Blood splashed for several meters, and the flowers and plants stained with the angel's blood immediately mutated into something strange and terrifying. After a few seconds, the blood vessels that had boiled to the point of explosion due to the Black Emperor's malicious spirituality calmed down, and the whispers of resentment echoing in Edward's mind completely subsided.

"My hometown country has a tradition of burying loyal subjects in burials since ancient times. My dearest executioner, when will you come to accompany me in the grave?"

The flesh and blood squirmed, but He was not in a hurry to repair himself. He didn't even loosen or tighten the hand holding the newspaper.

"Doesn't the relationship between us allow you to greet me in a softer way?" The Angel of the Abyss picked up the glasses that fell at his feet, wiped the blood on the flat lenses, and put them on a shelf with less than two feet remaining. A half of his bloody nose smiled slightly at the black emperor who was still looking at him with a cold and hint of madness, using only half of his head to reveal a set of neat white teeth.

"I love it," said the vessel of the Declined King, "thank you."

TBC

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*Simple new character introduction:

Traynor Solon Vaughn. Edward's biological son, a descendant of the Sauron family, "war mad". He is very handsome and changes his girlfriend every month. He is arrogant and reserved. He is currently retired and fishing. He advocates strength but is afraid of his father. He is currently a Sequence 3 War Bishop and will not be promoted in the future. He is a kind of enemy Forsi.

*Edward: (reply) I'm quite interested in your grave, and I really want to go. Please tell me the address.

Russell: (cannot reply) (blocked)

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