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

Chapter 222 Solution and Roleplay

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Fortunately, Audrey was wearing riding clothes with long pants, so she was able to easily step onto the flower pot placed at the corner and then stand firmly on the windowsill.

She raised her skirt to the Storm Bishop, held out her hand, and asked politely:

"What shall I call you, Monsieur Bishop?"

Luermi held her hand carefully and said to Audrey as a kind and generous elder:

"To distinguish myself from the bishop of the Church of Darkness, you can call me Luermi."

Audrey was slightly surprised when she heard this as she was lifted up by the wind and her feet left the windowsill.

Luermi is actually a surname, and some people with great talents will give some ordinary surnames special meanings.

Just as after the emergence of Emperor Roselle, the common surname "Gustav" became a noble and special surname, playing an important role in many literary works, and also making people with the same surname who have no blood relationship with Emperor Roselle have an inexplicable pride.

The most famous person of this surname is Jean-Jacques Lurmy, a famous philosopher and educator, who has the famous doctrine of "man is born free". It is also rumored that he became a saint because of his contribution to education and philosophy.

However, this news has not been confirmed by the Church of the Storm.

Audrey steadied herself in mid-air, gently held Lurmi's hand, and smiled tentatively:
"Yes, Your Excellency Bishop Lurmi."

“You have a special last name.”

The Bishop of Storm smiled and said, "This is just a trivial matter. Miss Hall, please tell me the whole process of your discovery of the anomaly."

Dark clouds gradually covered the entire castle and manor, and a strong wind blew up, but it did not shake the two people in the sky.

With the help of Lurmi, Audrey quickly regained her balance. When she left the castle window and came to the sky outside, she looked down and was stunned.

below.

The windows of the castle, the roads downstairs, the gardens, and the walkways of the manor were all filled with people, including the family's servants, who had surrounded the area so tightly that no one could get through.

Several horse-drawn carriages were blocking the middle of the road, the horses snorting in place, and the coachmen standing beside the carriages.

Everyone outside stood still, motionless.

And raised their heads, looking up at them like sunflowers chasing the sun.

"Is it that serious?" Audrey was a little horrified. This was the first time she had seen an extraordinary event of this scale.

At first she had thought that the extraordinary incident that she and Susie had both escaped would not be too serious, until now she realized how lucky she was that no one in the entire manor and castle was spared except herself!

Suddenly, she looked towards the balcony of the castle and saw "Hibbert" also standing behind the glass wall, looking at them expressionlessly.

Audrey immediately began to tell her story.

After all, his father and mother already knew that he had become a Beyonder, and they had even just reimbursed Earl Hall for the "lie" necklace. If he couldn't even hide it from his family, he certainly couldn't hide the fact that he was a Beyonder from a bishop.

"I have a pet dog, her name is Susie."

"I don't know when the change started. Susie was the first to notice the problem. She kept barking at the place where a maid had stood, and I found a print of a man's leather shoe on the ground."

Since it was unclear whether the other party had discovered that Susie was an extraordinary animal, Audrey simply chose to skip the part of her conversation and discussion with Susie, and talked about how she used the extraordinary item "lie" to change her appearance, tested the servants' reactions, and later asked Susie to take the letter to the outside of the manor for help.

Lu Ermi felt that his guess was in line with reality and nodded in understanding:
"Yes, this extraordinary incident did not affect animals. You are very lucky, Miss Hall."

After that, he praised her generously, "In addition, you are a smart and brave woman. You and your friend Susie provided me with important intelligence. You not only saved yourself, but also saved more people."

Audrey was greatly surprised—such words actually came from the mouth of a stormy bishop!
You should know that Storm Followers are the type that are most easily labeled. They are simple and crude, reckless and arrogant. Even the best education and cultivation cannot completely cover up these shortcomings. The god Storm Lord even hinted at "women are born with intellectual defects" in the holy scriptures, and wrote it as a consensus among male and female Storm Followers, which often triggers heated religious debates.

Moreover, according to the information from Mr. Hanged Man, the role of "Sailor" is also full of irritable elements, so that Sailor and the Church of Storms are increasingly labeled in Audrey's mind.

The bishop in front of her completely overturned all stereotypes about Storm believers. She became more and more convinced that this Bishop Lurmi was the philosopher in history.

After becoming a semi-saint, surviving for more than a hundred years is a very easy thing.

Audrey calmed down and asked, "Bishop Luermi, can these affected people still be saved?"

This is her biggest concern because the victims include not only a large number of ordinary innocent people, but also her father, mother and brother.

"We will find a way," Luermi comforted her, "but we can't guarantee that everyone will be rescued."

Audrey's hands clenched slightly.

At this moment, she heard a distant singing voice floating into her ears.

"Love, hope, and the glory of peace, did not long delude and deceive us;"

"Even the joy of youth has vanished like a dream, like morning mist..."

The singing of this poem floated softly, and the beautiful and low tone was like a love song under the moonlight. Audrey smiled unconsciously. She saw the red moon, the black sky and the stars, and dreamed of her mother's warm hands. She wanted to fall asleep in these lullaby-like words.

She forgot to control her balance and fell backwards suddenly. The sudden feeling of falling immediately made her sober up.

But the crowd below did not regain consciousness like her. They fell to the ground one after another, and happy smiles gradually appeared on their expressionless faces.

They fell into a slumber and were saved from the influence of the Seal by the Bishop of Night.

"Praise the goddess."

Audrey pointed a red moon on her chest and closed her eyes to pray devoutly.

Luermi waited patiently for her to finish her prayer, then asked, "Miss Hall, where are the mirrors you mentioned?"

Audrey replied:
"The servants have placed mirrors in every corner of the castle, pointing them at everyone. Please be careful."

"I understand."

Lu Ermi finished speaking and raised one hand.

He stretched out his hand, and the dark clouds floating in the sky were twisted into a huge vortex, and the dark cumulonimbus clouds piled up layer by layer right above the castle.

Boom!

A bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket struck directly onto the roof of the Hall family castle, and the windows and greenhouse glass exploded at the same time. After the glass hit the ground, the deafening thunder came late.

After destroying all the reflective objects on the periphery, silvery-white electric light poured down like rain, washing Hall's Castle inside and out.

Mirrors were accurately found and hit, and the sound of shattering rang out like a salute. Storm Path's super strong range attack ability was fully demonstrated. Luermi completely destroyed this carefully prepared trap without any effort, without having to risk his life.

Static electricity was flowing, and everyone's hair was turning into a sea urchin.

Under the cover of dark clouds, night enveloped the castle and manor of the Hall family, and everyone fell into a peaceful dream.

"Is the matter resolved?" Audrey's thoughts had just come away from the grand scene just now.

Lu Ermi shook his head: "Not yet."

"It seems that the seal is not hidden here, but fortunately, at least the people in this area were saved."

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"Give me back my life and identity..." The voice echoed in Amon's ears, almost without any pause.

Amon really didn't expect that this guy would linger around after his death. Instead of trying to escape, he approached him and wanted to take back his identity.

I'm afraid the original plan was to lure Amon to the Hall's castle, but when he saw Lulmi coming over, he knew the plan had failed, so he chose to attack him directly. But it's better this way. If he had known that the other party would come to him, Amon would have just waited for it to come to him.

Amon suddenly reached out his hand and touched his head, changing his cheated hair color back to normal, and then put on his monocle in a flash.

He turned around suddenly and met the mirror that was right in front of him.

The face in the mirror was not the standard Amon with black hair, but the fake appearance of Amon that he had deceived before.

The characteristics of the seal allow it to identify itself as Amon, and no matter what it becomes, its identity remains unchanged.

Amon immediately came up with a plan, and immediately pretended to be confused and began to deceive the other party:
"who are you?"

The figure in the mirror opened his mouth, and his exposed rotten vocal cords vibrated:

"Amon."

"I am Amon, you are not Amon. You are just a sealed object that thinks you are Amon." Amon said the tongue twister slowly.

The man in the mirror said:
"You took away my identity. I am Amon."

Amon immediately took advantage of the loophole in the other party's words and said with specious arguments:
"I am Amon, I am you, I have never been killed, nor have I had my identity taken away, you are not Amon at all."

Each of these words is correct, but it confuses the identity of "Amon". The group tactics that Amon was proud of became a weapon for internal deception. He tried to convince the spirit left by the sealed object that he did not exist.

The plan went smoothly, and the man in the mirror, who lacked the ability to think, began to waver in his own existence after being scolded by Amon.

If the person opposite me looks like me, has the same memories as me, dresses like me, and is also Amon, then isn't he me?
What is "I" then?
Seeing that the deception was effective, Amon immediately took advantage of the victory and pursued:

"You do not exist. You are just the instinct of the seal."

"Your memories come from me. You are just a part of my spirit."

"I am Amon." The man in the mirror emphasized.

"That's right." Amon grinned, "So, it's time for you to become a part of me again."

The image of the person in the mirror began to distort and fade: "Become Amon?"

"Yes."

Amon took the initiative to reach out and cover the mirror: "Return to me and become Amon."

This time, he not only deceived the other party's thinking and memory, but also deceived the other party's "purpose".

He used rhetoric to deceive "regaining his identity" into "becoming Amon again", and also integrated "regaining his life" into this goal - he is Amon, he is alive, so wouldn't being himself accomplish these two goals at the same time?
From Amon's perspective, everything he said was correct!
The face of the person in the mirror was covered by Amon's palm, and the figure above became more blurred and chaotic, gradually turning into darkness.

Rays of spiritual light and the phantoms of twelve-linked worms flowed out of the mirror and were absorbed by Amon.

Snapped.

A crack appeared on the mirror, and the corpse suddenly lost control and fell to the ground in a strange posture.

The mirror embedded in the flesh and blood rolled out and shattered on the ground.

Amon watched the mirror shatter completely before he finally breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat hidden in his hair.

"It actually worked." He was somewhat pleased with himself, looking around at the crowd around him, eliminating the large-scale "fraud" impact.

The wrong identities were returned to the right people, and people regained their senses. They looked at each other, wondering why they were there.

Amon retreated quickly. As soon as he left, waves of poetry recitation floated in with the night. People stood up, closed their eyes, and fell asleep.

The three major churches acted quickly, awakening the people one by one and giving them psychological treatment and suggestions.

All their strange memories of today will become a vague strange dream. Most people will only remember that they have become another person in the dream and will not remember any details related to extraordinary abilities.

Amon, who had already run a long way and hid, suddenly had a strange feeling.

His spirituality became active in the previous moment, and he had spiritual feelings he had never experienced before.

“Is this what humans mean when they say they feel like they’ve received feedback from someone they’ve acted out?”

Amon was very surprised and curious: "I played the role of 'Green' very successfully. I think Luermi believed it."

"But I can't stay in this city any longer. I'd better go somewhere else for a while."

He continued to cheat the distance and soon disappeared in East Chester County.

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Audrey nervously stayed by her family's side.

At this time, Hibbert's eyelids moved and slowly opened.

"Hibbert!" Audrey said happily, "Great, you're awake!"

But she didn't expect that Hibbert would move back a step excitedly, then open his eyes and look carefully at the girl opposite him.

"...Audrey?"

"It's me...what's wrong with you, Hibbert?"

Lord Hibbert covered his head with one hand and sat up on the soft bed with the other hand. The soft and expensive silk fabric did not seem fake, and he was finally sure that he had returned to his real home, not still in that horrible slum.

"I'm fine... I'm fine, I think I had a nightmare."

A true nightmare.

He dreamed of robbery, beating, hunger, murder, street girls, dirt, disease and all kinds of horrible events. The role he played was a skinny kid who ate garbage. At the end of the dream, he was beaten to death.

Hibbert didn't say much because he didn't want his sister to have any bad psychological trauma.

His stomach churned. The dream was so real that he could even remember the feeling of the dirty, moldy bread sliding across his teeth and tongue.

The details of these dreams would soon fade as quickly as they had always been, but for now, at least, Hibbert felt sick enough to want to vomit.

Thinking of those punches and kicks, thinking of those disgusting food and dirty people, Hibbert felt an unprecedented nausea and anger burning in his heart.

He suddenly felt how correct the Backlund Great Smog Incident was.

The East End and its people shouldn't even exist.

TBC
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The double update is finished and will be completed today. I’m so tired, I’m going to sleep!
(End of this chapter)