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

Chapter 209 Crisis
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The next morning, Klein, feeling refreshed, enjoyed a hearty but unremarkable breakfast, and once again, accompanied by the general's guards, he came to the Oravi Naval Base and requisitioned the most luxurious and spacious office.

Admiral Amyrius followed his habit of being alone for a period of time every two or three days in order to study and master his extraordinary abilities at a deeper level and develop more practical skills.

Therefore, Klein will have most of the day to be undisturbed, and the rest of the time he will have to deal with some simple official business.

In the quiet and spacious office, Klein either leisurely paced back and forth or took books from the shelf to read. From time to time, he reached into his pocket and touched the "Ninth Law" spell, making it exude an unusually deep majesty. This was to make the blond secretary Lu Er'an outside believe that there was nothing wrong with Admiral Amyrius.

After a while, Klein felt that he had walked long enough and prepared to return to his chair to read a book and take a rest.

He passed by the window in the office and suddenly caught a glimpse of a small group of people running quickly below.

This office was located very high up, and few people would suddenly look up, so Klein curiously opened the window and looked outside. He saw a small group of soldiers walking in a hurry, carrying seals, cordons, and other tools, as if they were going to seal off somewhere.

"A makeshift exercise?" Klein guessed.

After all, Admiral Amyrius Levitt is here. If there is any emergency, the top leaders of the Oravi Naval Base will definitely deal with it as soon as possible to avoid leaving a bad impression on the general and try to leave a good impression.

He looked towards the door. Secretary Lu Er'an did not make a sound to disturb him, nor did he speak to anyone else.

The team left quickly. The soldiers' doubtful looks, the seal that appeared at an inopportune time, and the sun that gradually disappeared into the clouds all seemed like a bad omen.

All this had nothing to do with Klein. After watching for a while, Klein returned to his chair and flipped through the boring yet profound academic books on the bookshelf, sinking into the ocean of knowledge.

Outside a facility a few hundred meters away.

The team that Klein had just noticed arrived at the white dormitory building next to the training ground.

A lot of people had gathered around the dormitory building. They quietly worked together to block the building and spoke in very low voices, as if they were worried about being discovered and then reported to the general.

The new team quickly joined the action and blocked the outside of the dormitory building three layers after another. Not far away, two people who looked like captains were talking.

"What's going on in there?" the man holding the cigarette said, "The higher-ups hurriedly told us to seal it up."

"I don't know." The man with a serious face said, "The reason is that there is a gas leak in this building."

The man holding the cigarette laughed: "Don't we have to repair our dormitory building 20 times a year? How could it possibly leak?"

"That should be because of some special circumstances, such as the seal going out of control or something."

“That’s not surprising.” The man with the cigarette nodded. “I guess they want to wait until the general leaves before dealing with it. But there’s no need for that, right? There are so many Beyonders and a general. There’s no reason to drag this matter out.”

Unless something very dangerous happened inside and the higher-ups thought it couldn't be handled in a short time, and they didn't want to be considered incompetent by Admiral Amyrius after failing to handle it, they would try to seal off the place in the name of a gas leak and plan to deal with it later.

A spiritual wall has been set up inside the room to prevent some extraordinary items used for warning and defense.

After sealing the door and windows, placing barriers around them, and hanging up "Under Construction" warning signs, they lined up and left, leaving behind one or two officers-looking men observing from a distance.

But just when they thought it was over.

In a corner of the naval base, a strange wasteland is quietly expanding.

First, the iron gate weathered into slag in seconds, and the sentry and the soldiers standing guard disappeared together. Then, a small training ground and supporting facilities nearby fell into a dead silence. The soldiers who were suddenly attacked let out a few panicked shouts, and then the training ground and supporting facilities all disappeared, almost without any process, as if these things had never been there in the first place.

The wasteland spreads gradually as it moves aimlessly along the naval base.

Nothing was left along the way, only the dry bones of what were once people, and the ashes and rust of what were once buildings.

The pollution belonging to the Outer Gods walks in the wasteland, looking for a target.

A goal responded to by the "Mother Tree of Desire".

……

In a dim room.

The middle-aged man who had been the governor for less than half a month woke up from his dream with fear in his eyes. In his dream, he kept seeing the horrific scene of General Negan being suddenly killed, the city getting out of control and a mutiny breaking out.

He opened his eyes and saw a dim and simple room. The emblem of the Spiritual Cult on the wall made him terrified. He tried to find the emblem of the goddess in his arms, but found that all his clothes had been changed.

As a last resort, he had to turn around tremblingly, with his back to the emblem of the Spiritual Order, and prayed quietly to the god he believed in.

In the darkness outside the door, Mirella watched the scene and frowned in disgust.

"Has the declaration been drafted?" He turned his head and asked his subordinates.

"Not yet, sir." The pale-faced subordinate said, "Her Majesty the Queen must personally take charge of this matter and ensure that the next attack after occupying the city will also go smoothly."

"Praise the God of Death." Mirella's face showed joy, as if she had seen the dawn of victory.

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In the evening, after a simple but delicious dinner, Klein planned to find an excuse to deal with Cynthia again.

It just so happened that the Oravi incident he dealt with during the day gave him a good excuse. His brother, who had made a mistake as the governor, was sent back to Backlund by him personally, and he was so heartless that he refused to see him or provide any help. This incident was enough to make a seemingly indestructible person who actually valued family affection feel lost for a night.

He returned to his familiar study, prepared to deal with some documents for a while before going back to his bedroom to rest.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly heard some commotion outside and a hurried knock on the door.

Secretary Lu Er'an spoke from outside the door, his voice unusually tense: "General, there is an emergency."

Klein frowned in the study, having a bad feeling.

The two adventurers who introduced me as a substitute for the general were sure that there would be no situation that required the display of demigod power in the past few days. So what was happening now? An emergency? Or an emergency that required the demigod to come forward to deal with?

The Olawi Navy reported to Amyrius, proving that they had tried to deal with it and failed, otherwise Luran would not be in such a hurry.

"I understand." At the same time, Klein did not waste any time and immediately spoke to the door majestically.

Lu Er'an's footsteps stopped, and he seemed to be standing outside the door, waiting for the general's next instructions.

Klein quickly put on his military uniform, analyzed the current situation at high speed, and designed his own role-playing plan.

How would Amyrius deal with an emergency? As a demigod, he should have basic confidence in his abilities, but asking his subordinates to report the situation is essential. Since the naval base has asked Amyrius for help, after reporting, he should choose to continue observing or take action himself according to the actual situation.

This was an important and unexpected event, and there was no corresponding plan, so Klein could only make inferences based on Amyrius's personality, experience, and some of his self-statements in the information.

He was a conservative person. Even when he was in the middle or low sequence and mixed in various ships, he rarely took risks... He was powerful, but he also didn't like taking risks. He had almost never disobeyed orders in his military career. Even when he led a team to complete a mission, he would often test the degree of danger of the incident before taking action... Pieces of information flashed through Klein's mind, interweaving the three-dimensional image of Amyrius Levitt.

The most important point is that if this emergency involves an extraordinary level, then I have to behave conservatively in accordance with my character image, because I will most likely not be able to handle an incident that requires the help of a demigod...

Wait, I am not completely without the power of a demigod! Klein suddenly had an idea. He quickly rushed into the gray fog, took out the "All-Black Eye" and the Azik Copper Whistle from the box, and put them neatly into his pocket for emergency use.

He had been in the room for about ten seconds at this point. He knew he couldn't dawdle any longer. Amyrius was cautious but did not delay.

If he didn't take action, Lu Er'an would push the door open. He immediately walked over with big strides, opened the door, and touched the "Ninth Law" spell with his hand, making his old-fashioned and serious face show a majestic look:

"Debrief the situation."

"Yes!"

Lu Er'an, who was a little nervous at first, immediately calmed down after seeing Admiral Amyrius, as if he had taken a reassurance pill. He spoke quickly:
"There have been unreasonable disappearances of buildings around the Oravi Naval Base, and a number of base personnel have been involved. Conservative estimates show that there are more than 300 people, and the number is still increasing."

"It has been confirmed through divination that all the missing persons are dead."

The death toll exceeded three hundred? And it was still rising? Klein almost widened his eyes. He frowned, and his majesty became even stronger, causing the people around him to lower their heads involuntarily. This way, no one would notice the cold sweat flashing on Admiral Amyrius's forehead.

"Attack?"

Klein's expression was serious. The first thing he thought of was the warning from the Twilight Hermits. However, the dismissal of Auston Levitt was already a warning to Amyrius. If he destroyed the Oravi Naval Base again, it would obviously not be in line with their "seclusion" principles.

At this moment, a door in the corridor opened, and the hurried footsteps of soldiers and servants running back and forth startled Cynthia who was resting in the bedroom. She leaned against the door frame, her golden hair lazily draped down, her beautiful eyes full of anxiety and confusion, and she looked around for Amyrius in the crowd.

Of course, Klein would not forget to act. When their eyes met, he nodded at Cynthia, and his serious expression softened for a moment, revealing a soothing look.

Cynthia slowly calmed down, no longer nervous and trembling, and smiled at Klein.

Secretary Lu Er'an did not have any special reaction to this scene, as if he had seen it many times.

"It's not an attack, General. According to the reports from the reconnaissance personnel, they did not see any enemies, only a wasteland that was expanding in scope. This should be caused by a sealed object going out of control."

If the seal gets out of control, just take it away. How can such a large naval base not even be able to manage a seal? Tell me what... the expanded wasteland? What kind of ability is this?
Is it a "nightmare"? But this is obviously not a large-scale dream, nor is it a suggestion that deceives the eyes like the "audience". It happened in reality and has caused more than 300 casualties.

He frowned. "The Oravi Naval Base can't even handle a runaway seal?"

Lu Er'an did not defend the naval base. He also felt contempt for the base that was renovated twenty times a year.

"When did it happen?"

"This morning."

"This morning." This morning...it's already evening! Klein almost couldn't help asking a rhetorical question. All the bad habits of bureaucracy flashed through his mind. He thought again and again, revised it again and again, and finally changed all the weird words into a concise and refined sentence:
"Have the head of the naval base come to see me."

Lu Er'an looked embarrassed: "He is dead, General. It is because of his death that this matter was exposed."

"..." Klein was silent.

After a long silence, he felt that he really had to do something. At present, the intelligence was insufficient, the situation was unclear, and more than 300 people, including the person in charge, had died. However, Amyrius, a demigod, was hiding in a suite at the base to rest. Obviously, something was wrong.

He put his hands behind his back, stretched out his third hand from his waist and placed it on the "Ninth Law" in his inner pocket, stretched out his fourth hand from the side of his ribs and grabbed the cigarette box with the "All Black Eye" on it, and reached for the Azik copper whistle in the other inner pocket with his fifth hand... Just like that, Klein was fully armed. All three hands were hidden under his clothes, and no one noticed anything unusual, not even Cynthia.

If someone attacks, I will use the "Ninth Law" to simulate the law. If the danger is not serious, I will quietly use the "Eye of Darkness". If it is very dangerous, I will find an opportunity to leave the team and summon the demigod messenger to help. If I can't handle it, I will tell them that it is too dangerous...

I'm only here for a role-playing opportunity, not to handle an emergency for Amyrius!

Klein made up his mind and said to Lueran:
"lead the way."

As soon as he walked out of the door of his residence, Klein's expression suddenly changed.

It was too quiet, with only the sound of the cold wind.

Normally, when such a dangerous incident occurs, there should be a lot of things to do, such as evacuating personnel, distributing seals to prepare for battle, and mobilizing teams. It should be very noisy. But in front of me, it was as quiet as the dead of night, with only the lights of the facilities in the distance flickering faintly.

He only saw a person standing on the side of the road, looking around. This person looked a little strange. Perhaps because he was too far away, Klein couldn't see his appearance and clothes clearly. He could only see a blurry light and shadow, but instinctively thought it was a person.

At the same time, the fortune teller's spiritual perception made him feel as if he was being pricked by needles all over his body, which symbolized extreme danger!

He immediately activated the "Ninth Law" and an aura of majesty filled the air. The pain in his body was temporarily relieved, but it still did not disappear.

"Has the wasteland spread here?"

Lu Er'an's expression changed slightly, and the soldiers around the mansion also paced back and forth anxiously, but the demigod beside them gave them some courage and confidence. Lu Er'an did not dare to delay and immediately stretched out his hand to show Klein the way:
"There was still light there when I went to report to you," he said seriously.

Klein looked in the direction of his finger and saw darkness there. No, it was not darkness. It was the night sky without the shelter of the house. The stars were twinkling in the sky and the crimson moonlight was shining on the earth.

There's nothing there.

Several street lamps nearby were still dimly lit, but the brightness was too low. They were dim and yellowish, not even as bright as an ordinary candle. They could only barely emit a faint light in the surrounding darkness, and seemed like they would go out at any time.

Just when Klein thought the light would go out, the street lamp disappeared.

No, it didn't seem to disappear... Through the vision of a Beyonder, Klein vaguely saw something flashing on the ground, like a piece of broken glass or metal.

"The light has decreased again. This is a sign of danger."

Lu Er'an's eyelids jumped, and he looked at Klein: "General, what should we do?"

Klein wanted to find an opportunity to leave the team. Seeing the eager and expectant eyes of the surrounding soldiers and Luan, he gritted his teeth and said:

"You guys go back."

"But……"

"Obey orders, sir." Klein said seriously, and released the influence of the "Ninth Law" again. "You can't give me any help if you stay here."

"Yes." Lu Er'an could not resist the majesty of the order, so he immediately lowered his head and gestured to the people behind him. The soldiers immediately withdrew and returned to the mansion in an orderly manner.

Klein glanced at the figure who was still looking around, pointed at him and asked in a low voice, "Who is that?"

Lu Er'an looked over there and looked at Klein in confusion: "General, there is no one there."

Upon hearing this answer, Klein's entire body tensed up suddenly, his pupils shrank, and a chill surged from the soles of his feet up his back and straight into his brain.

Lu Er'an did not notice the change in General Amyrius. He glanced in that direction again and shook his head firmly:
"General, I didn't see anything."

As he spoke, he saluted Klein and quickly turned to walk towards the gate of the mansion.

At the same time, the figure standing in the distance slowly turned his head and looked at Klein.

TBC
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190 screens, writing about some indulgences. (Not surprising)

(End of this chapter)