Secret: The years I served as a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

Chapter 203 Future
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"I hope to detonate the center of the conflict, Aldera City, within this month."

Edward looked forward, tapping his legs slowly with his fingers, and spoke slowly:
"It's February 2th."

"The new governor has only been here for a few days, and his prestige has not yet been established. The use you can make of his death is very limited."

After thinking for several seconds, He turned around and looked at Mirella who came to negotiate, and suddenly said: "To ignite the conflict is not to kill the governor and officially start a war. Since Xia Eggers did not come in person, you can be in charge of this transaction - you want to buy discounted goods."

Mirella nodded cautiously. This statement was finalized after much discussion in order to prevent the demon from having any chance to distort the situation.

The demon seemed to have suddenly lost interest. He sighed and leaned back on the sofa, raising one hand and waving casually:
"Tell me about it."

"... a mutiny." Mirella recited verbatim, "Our goal is to cause chaos within the Loen garrison and gradually split it from within. The original garrison commander confronted us for several months, and both sides suffered heavy losses. However, the new general only wanted to complete the peace talks and leave. It seems that he had other purposes for coming to the southern continent."

"What is the name of the general who is confronting you?"

"Javier Reina." Mirella took out a document out of thin air and handed it to Edward with a gust of cold wind.

Edward did not look through the documents: "This surname does not belong to the ancient language system of the countries in the northern continent. Where is he from?"

"Strictly speaking, he is from the Southern Continent, or a mixed race of Southern and Northern descent, from the Highland Kingdom, and settled in Balam about a hundred years ago." Mirella explained in some detail, "His family is close to the Northern Continent. Several decades ago, a decree of the Kingdom of Loen that 'let the Southern Continent people govern the Southern Continent' made their family important. Although Loen did not want to see a Southern Continental governor, it still knew how to ease the conflict."

"He is loyal to Rune?"

"Yes." Mirella said, "And he has a high reputation in the country because while he called on the people to accept the rule of the Northern Continent, he also attached great importance to the people's ideas, and even cared about them. Of course, this is only to make people work better for the Northern Continent."

Edward took a look and put the document down.

"A general who cares about his subordinates and the people will rebel without my help. In addition, he has considerable influence, so with a little instigation, it won't be difficult to turn it into a mutiny."

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Mirella did not give a direct answer, but seemed to be sorting out the order of her lines.

"The new general's last name is Negan."

He just said this, and then looked at Edward, as if waiting for him to think of something.

Edward did think of something, first Jason Belia, then the Devil card, then the glass greenhouse with the rose garden, and finally the body of Duke Negan that he casually glanced at in the corner of his memory.

"The young people of the Negan family, members of the conservative faction, came here to be in charge of the peace talks and to establish their own prestige."

"He will do his best to ensure the peace talks go smoothly."

"At the same time, he is of noble birth and comes from a duke's family. It is impossible for him to look down on people from the southern continent, even General Reina, who has Loen nationality, is loyal and married to a Loen woman."

Edward looked down, glanced at the documents beside him, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"You want to use a mutiny to kill two demigods, destroy the main force of Loen, and force the governor to withdraw from the defense?"

"Not only that, it seems that Xia Eggers also wants this mutiny to influence the public opinion in Loen, so that they will not have time to care about me who has seized the city. It's a good idea."

"After Aldera falls into chaos, we will intervene to protect His Excellency the Governor." Mirella said without any emotion. "After all, he is a good man and an important person."

Speaking of chaos, Mirella couldn't help but look out the window. There were quite a few people in fairly neat clothes squatting by the wall, staring at passers-by with extremely disturbing eyes. This was a middle-class neighborhood, and it was afternoon, but the traffic on the street was almost zero. There were constant shouting, uniform slogans, and gunshots from other nearby streets.

If the demons were led to Aldera, the chaos there would be a hundred times worse than in this city...

As he thought about it, he sneered in his heart again - after fighting for several months, there were not many people left in Aldra.

Those idiots from the Artificial Death God faction are still trying to get that fake god to protect them, and they are even unwilling to give some support!
Aldera has important strategic significance. It is also a symbol, a flag, and the first step in the real national restoration action. From the moment the decision to march is made, it is impossible to retreat.

If after paying so many sacrifices and costs, we still cannot capture Aldera, then the Restoration Society can be dissolved on the spot.

"Sure. I'm planning to stretch my muscles and go to other places in the southern continent to relax."

"We are old partners. It's a piece of cake for us to help and cause more chaos."

Just as Mirella was thinking gloomily about countermeasures, Edward picked up the document again and flipped through it casually.

This matter is not difficult. It is best to let someone like him who has a chaotic stance and evil style to do it. If there are other high-sequence demons, the Spirit Cult will definitely try to contact them. Unfortunately, the demon pathway is currently severely broken, and there are no other sequence twos.

He had already smelled the aroma of grilled fish and noticed that the figure of the hostess pushing the food cart appeared from time to time in the corridor where the restaurant was located. He then wanted to quickly send these people from the Spiritual Cult away so that he could enjoy the delicious food in peace.

"What is the Spiritual Cult's offer?"

The previous sentence was just a small favor, and the next sentence started to talk about the price. Mr. Edward was so realistic. Of course, Mirella didn't really believe the devil's polite words, and still maintained a respectful attitude and said:

"In the upcoming great sacrifice, the most likely location for the 'divine evil' Si'a to appear."

"It's your turn."

Edward's eyes narrowed.

The Rose School's sacrifices were massive, accompanied by blood, dismemberment, terrorist attacks, indulgence of desires, and even indiscriminate attacks. These people were normally in a state of mental disorder and frenzy, and would only get worse when the grand sacrifice came.

When Suea announced the start of the high sacrifice, they gathered spontaneously in many places, exposing themselves and indulging themselves.

Therefore they are even more free, and even death cannot restrain them.

This half month or so is the carnival of the Rose School and a tense overtime period for the Orthodox Church. Terrorist incidents appear in newspaper headlines, and the number of deaths is as high as half a year in normal years.

This period of time is also one of the few times that Si'a appears. Usually, he hides himself with the help of arrogant subordinates. He will wander around several sacrificial sites that he is interested in, so another important activity in the sacrifice is to offer novel and precious sacrifices to attract the favor of His Majesty Si'a.

Edward immediately said, "Has anyone in the Rose School prepared something good?"

This is of a competitive nature and must be kept secret. It seems that the Spiritual Cult has gotten some wind of it.

Mirella paused for a second:
"I'm sorry, I don't know the details."

"From what I know, the 'divine evil' granted the leader there the gift of promotion."

"That was decades ago. In recent years, the regulations have been stricter, and even my sacrifices cannot be put together. The 'divine evil' often just wanders around and watches on behalf of the gods, and no longer takes part in the feast."

The demon was somewhat regretful: "Although the Rose School is mentally ill, they still have a set of methods for screening and forcing confessions. The process of obtaining the sacrifice must be free of any doubts. If only a demigod sacrifice could attract Sua, I would have personally sent one to them long ago."

"Of course. Haha, the biggest problem is that there are basically no living demigods in the Temperance Faction. I don't know if Sua will accept other avenues."

It's not like I haven't thought about Sua before, but the Bound God who possesses both uniqueness and Sequence One is obviously a better answer.

Mirela didn't dare to respond. He was just here to deliver a message, and after finishing his message, he was ready to get up and leave.

Suddenly, he thought of something else: "Your Highness, Her Majesty the Queen has one more question to ask you."

"Want to get information?"

"I want to confirm one thing."

"That's to get intelligence."

Edward glanced at the watch again, his eyes fixed on the ticking hands, and he no longer looked at Mirella. This was already a sign of impatience, and Mirella knew she should leave quickly, so she immediately said:
"Her Majesty wants to know--" "Whether the distorted order is about to reappear on earth."

"Are my people buried in their graves?"

Edward was still looking at his watch. Mirella didn't dare to speak. After a long silence, he burst out laughing.

"A meaningless test!" The demon showed a relaxed and refreshing smile, but Mirella did not find any relaxation in that smile. "The little princess named Xia Palenque is still alive in his heart? The fear and hatred of the country's destruction and the family's demise continue to this day. The invincible emperor actually makes the Pale Queen a little afraid."

"When He asked this question, He already had the answer in His heart. I am too lazy to answer this question."

Edward waved his hand lazily: "In that case, I also have a message for Him."

Mirella quickly sat up straight and looked as if she was listening attentively.

He suddenly felt that the world had gone quiet, darkness spread before his eyes, and everything around him seemed unclear. Only a voice echoed in his ears, saying conditions that he could not resist:

"I promised Xia Eggers that if He started a war, I would give Him a silent city."

"Do you want a city...where only people from the South Continent live?"

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A room that does not exist in the real world.

The tables and chairs were slightly twisted, and outside the room was a huge empty world with countless people standing in it.

A priest with blond hair and a blond beard held an ordinary pen and opened the notebook in his hand.

As the notebook was turned, some disjointed sentences gradually emerged.

"…Shia Palenque Eggers and the Northern Continent have been at odds for a long time, and the Balam Empire's war to restore its country cannot be delayed. If this continues, the war may break out in the Southern Continent first, but this is something that the countries in the Northern Continent do not want to see."

"...The Rose School's sect in Berens actually got news of the deceased Highland Princess's student through an incident. They are planning to go to the northern continent for a secret hunt and bring this special sacrifice who might attract the favor of the great being to the altar."

The ink of these words has long dried, and it seems that they were written a long time ago.

"Agaritu Viat arrived at a ruin where people worshipped gods. He and his companion Anderson Hood were unfortunately cursed by an angel mural that randomly appeared in the ruins. He will face a fatal crisis in the future."

This sentence was written just a few pages ago, it seems like it was written just a few days ago.

Crash, crash.

The pages of the notebook were turning at a steady pace.

The priest reached out and turned to the clean, new page in his notebook. He dipped the old fountain pen into ink and wrote casually, as if he was writing in a diary:

"The Pale Queen's subordinates were tempted by the devil, or the devil just told them their deepest desires. It doesn't matter. What matters is that he is moved, and will do his best to persuade the Pale Queen to accept this condition, which may backfire."

"An intelligence chief of the Feysac Empire who was investigating the Backlund Great Smog incident finally obtained important evidence. He found the victims of the great smog in Loen. The investigation progressed by leaps and bounds. As a result, the war is very likely to break out first in the northern continent."

The peaceful-looking priest would stop writing after writing a sentence, thinking and pondering it for a while, as if these diary-like words could not have any loopholes.

After a moment, the priest continued writing.

A few lines of words quickly appeared on the notebook.

When He put the last period, the dreamlike room disappeared as if by a gust of wind.

……

A dim room, filled with darkness as thick as glue.

A heavy smell of blood and dim light flowing in the shadows outline all kinds of mysterious patterns that will drive you crazy at just one glance.

The lights in this room were on, but even the light had been swallowed up by the darkness.

A bloody carpet was slowly crawling on the ground, and incomprehensible and deadly whispers were heard from the depths of darkness. A chilly atmosphere lingered, and the originally quiet environment suddenly gave people a gloomy and weird feeling.

After a long time, the shadows in the room accelerated their flow, converging towards the center of the house like a whirlpool, and all flowed onto the people in the room.

The room then revealed its original appearance, an elegantly decorated study with floor-to-ceiling windows.

The young man with black and gold hair closed his eyes. His right shoulder suddenly cracked open, and a head exactly like his emerged from the flesh and blood. A pair of blood-red eyes quickly looked around, and blood was flowing on his face and hair.

Then, a head popped out from the left shoulder.

Surprisingly, the blood flowed on the black robe that looked like a bishop's robe for a few seconds and then disappeared without a drop of blood.

The head in the middle opened its eyes, moved its body left and right, and its flesh and blood squirmed, and the two heads returned to the flesh and blood.

"Sequence 3..."

The True Creator felt the spiritual power in his body, confirmed the sequence he was currently in, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, I suppressed it in time, otherwise I would have rushed directly to Sequence 2."

"It would be terrible if I were promoted to Sequence 2 near Backlund."

It is easy to attract attention when skipping levels in a high sequence is promoted, because it is simply impossible to do so and it can only be a divine descent ritual.

Ever since he reached Sequence 4, his body in the God-Forsaken Land was like confirming that the container in the outside world was strong enough. It no longer needed the true creator to slowly merge power through rituals and mystical connections, but instead began to actively infuse power into this body.

But this sudden enlightenment was really too light. His already crazy brain had no concept of "container overload" at all. He just wanted to quickly restore his condition to normal, escape from the God-forsaken Land, and break free from the joint confinement of the Seven Gods.

However, this matter could not be rushed. Today's promotion was already very sudden. The entire manor was instantly pulled into the absolute darkness with whispers echoing. If the True Creator had not suppressed it in time, this darkness would have expanded further. With the ability of the angels, a few minutes would be enough to swallow up most of Backlund.

Then the Church of Night and the Church of Storm rose up at the same time, rushing over with fear and lightning, sifting their little place carefully with a sieve. The demigod lost to the angel, and the angel blocked the true God.

After losing the Seven Gods, I lost Adam, and finally I had nothing to lose.

The Real Creator looked at the gradually recovering night view of the manor outside, and at the Aurora Society members kneeling on the ground, his eyebrows knitted together:
"It's faster than I could have imagined. I have to leave Backlund when I advance to Sequence 2."

"The best way is to return to the God-Forsaken Land, but being too close to my original body during the promotion may also affect my rationality."

Moreover, returning to the God-forsaken Land means returning to the cage, and getting promoted there. I'm afraid that once I go in, I will be locked up together with the seven gods and my original body.

It took a total of six months to get from Sequence 8 at the time of advent to Sequence 3 now. This is no longer just riding a rocket, this is pushing the rocket from behind. Perhaps only an ancient god who is born with a faster speed can do so.

As night fell, the True Creator was speechless for a moment, quietly gazing at the red moon and the starry sky. The mystical shadow veil covered and enveloped Him layer by layer.

On the desk behind Him was a piece of paper, a handwritten report, with beautiful cursive handwriting in a feminine style:
"The target has been intercepted by the Feysac Empire. Protection has failed. Please provide further instructions."

TBC
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If I pass the third test in one try tomorrow, I will update more.

(End of this chapter)