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

Chapter 227: Elbow, I'll take you to see your father
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"A grand New Year's party. Mrs. Flonnell is a real beauty."

"My lovely Bernadette is almost two years old. She is getting more and more adorable. Hearing her clear voice calling daddy and watching her lively figure, I suddenly feel a sense of satisfaction."

"I met Miss Ithaca again and had an exciting but wonderful experience with her. I really still prefer women of this age. This is not just a nostalgia for youth, but it has not changed over the years. Haha, I am really loyal."

The shouts of killing on the "Future" were deafening, but the "Death Report" was relatively quiet.

However, the "Faceless Dolls" were targeted and things did not go smoothly. The "Future" gradually forced them to the junction of the two ships. Seeing an opportunity, Cattleya took the opportunity to control the "Future" to turn and slowly break away.

Agaritu threw all the memories that were given to him into the back room and turned the pages with ease:

"Listen carefully, Bernadette. Do you see these two Chinese characters? They are pronounced '魔女', which is the subject of this sentence, and '味' is also a noun. The first half of this sentence is a long noun with a defined scope: '魔女的味'. '不错' is an adjective, a commendatory word, which expresses praise and compliments, and is used to modify '魔女的味'. '真' in the Chinese context means to strengthen the tone. I believe you can understand the meaning of this word. The '啊' at the end of the sentence is a common modal particle, which expresses exclamation. The '！' at the end is called an exclamation mark, which represents a strong tone and emotion in old writing. Come, Bernadette, listen to me again——"

Agaritu took a deep breath and said with great emotion: "The witch tastes really good!!"

After that, he forcibly withstood another wave of knowledge indoctrination, and threw all this boring but enough architectural knowledge to fill an entire library into his inner line. Agaritu covered his bleeding ear and sneered at the humanoid torrent of knowledge with great irony:
"How does it feel? While your mother is doing housework in the manor, taking care of you and even getting pregnant, her dear husband, your respected father, is sleeping soundly on the belly of any noble, commoner or even a witch!"

"You know what a witch is, right?"

"They are beautiful, cruel, and ruthless. Haha, the Backlund Great Smog in Loen was the work of a witch. Flowers watered by countless pains and disasters are indeed hard for Him to refuse. If you think about it carefully, the witch and your father are such a perfect match. They both take human lives lightly, are equally ruthless, and both treat people as insignificant steps."

Strictly speaking, he was not very interested in these emotional and moral issues, but Bernadette seemed to be more interested in them.

After all, everything should be done step by step. If Bernadette were to directly talk about the things that happened during Roselle's reign that the little princess had no access to, she would definitely immediately start to guess "how much Edward Vaughn contributed to these events", and escape and whitewash her father in an alternative way.

Start with the relationship between parents, and slowly peel off the beautiful background behind this devastated history.

Agaritu coughed. It was not an easy task to borrow the "Whisperer" ability of the "Death Announcement" for support. Fortunately, he would not die. Death meant that it would not be able to run. As long as the data of the container was deleted and modified, and then consciousness was stuffed in, it could continue to move.

"This is what you seek, your father's true self."

"Do you want to hear more, Princess?"

With a "snap", the devil closed the thick notebook and looked at Bernadette with a teasing look.

At this moment, the hull of the "Death Announcement" shook, and the "Future" tried to escape.

The "Faceless Puppet" sensed something was wrong and immediately controlled the remaining pirates to rush out from the gap in the "Future", jump onto the "Death Report" or into the sea, and quickly escape from the star-filled ship.

The blood-soaked chains on the hull of the "Death Announcement" automatically flew up and rushed towards the "Future" which was turning and accelerating, but another fairy tale magic fell, covering the figure of the "Future" and protecting them as they entered the Sea of ​​War of Gods.

“Still struggling to survive.” Agaritu shook his head and began to chant his honorific name.

……

information.

A huge amount of complex information came rushing in along with the filthy words, mixing into the torrent of knowledge controlled by Bernadette.

The human-shaped torrent of knowledge kept contracting and expanding like a heart. A ray of starlight fell and turned into a curtain that covered the looming human figure.

Bernadette knew that her condition was very strange. The devil's words aroused her anger and sorrow. Many different thoughts appeared in her mind at the same time, sad, painful, angry, hateful, countless chaotic and extreme thoughts filled her incomplete body of the mythical creature, tearing her into countless small pieces.

The sad Bernadette said sadly: "Forgive father, he is your father after all... It's just a custom unique to Intis. Even now, there are still people who show off if they have that kind of disease. At least father is better than them, isn't he?"

Bernadette was furious and roared at such negative thoughts:

"Do you know what you are talking about!"

"It has nothing to do with others, and the witch is not important. His act of betraying his mother should be rebuked!"

Bernadette hugged her head in pain: "What should I do? Of course I know that my father has never been a loyal person, but He has always loved me, us, and my mother..."

For Bernadette, who had already become a demigod, these emotions from a hundred years ago and the love between her parents that was in name only could not shake her too much. Just as when she heard these words for the first time, although Bernadette felt shocked, stunned, and at a loss, she did not show any signs of instability or even loss of control.

This made Bernadette relax her guard against these words - she believed that the "dirty words" of Sequence 4 would not pose much danger to her, and she was also mentally prepared to defend against the devil's words and "death call", but the moment these words rang out, it was as if something in her heart was hit, and she was instantly defeated.

"…You planted the seeds of emotion in my heart?"

Bernadette asked hoarsely, her thoughts being pulled extremely slowly and confused by the turmoil of emotions.

"Is that all you can think of?" the demon said regretfully.

“It’s not you.” There were cracks of flesh and blood on Bernadette’s face, and it seemed as if something was trying to get out of the cracks, but she still kept her voice steady. “It’s impossible for me not to find you. Who is it? Is it Him?”

Agaritu cleared his throat.

"You guessed it right, Bernadette," He said, "It's me."

"I should thank you for coming to me on your own initiative, saving me the trouble of looking for you."

Edward's information covered Agaritu, blurring his body outline and appearance, as if another layer of shell was put on the outside.

He had already noticed the movement here when the latter kept sending messages and spam into the internal line.

"I said, you will see your father again, and then Roselle can die."

"The king is ready. Next, I will take you to see Roselle."

Edward looked at the starry curtain and saw disgust, surprise and fear on Bernadette's face. Her body movements were to escape, but her mind was filled with different emotions and she couldn't use her spiritual power to respond accurately.

“You want to see Him too?” He said with a smile.

Do I want to see Him? Bernadette thought.

Yes, I think so.

I have been searching for His traces, His past, and the reasons for His madness in His later years...

"But I can't promise the devil." She stammered.

"It doesn't matter whether you agree or not." The devil joked, "I'm just here to do good things."

Anger and sadness were still roaring. They kept arguing, kept hating each other, and couldn't find any consensus.

With His appearance, all kinds of evil thoughts appeared in her heart one after another. Extreme emotions filled Bernadette's mind, constantly persuading her and bewitching her. Even though she knew that these thoughts did not belong to her, she could not stop these words.

Hatred said something, but Bernadette didn't hear it, only heard low sobs.

It's very noisy, too noisy. Their voices are so loud that I can't hear anything.

Was it the sound of a heartbeat beating like a drum in her ears, or was it the ticking of a clock in her mind? The clouds and blue sky blurred into meaningless, distorted blocks of color. Bernadette looked around, but it seemed as if she had fallen into the spirit world. She couldn't see anything clearly, but she read it quickly in the form of knowledge and information. She couldn't hear anything.

"No, dear Bernadette, you really can't hear me?"

A hand was placed on her shoulder and someone leaned close to her ear.

"You can't hear clearly, or don't want to hear clearly?"

"You can't remember, or you just don't want to remember?"

Bernadette looked at Hatred, and Hatred was looking at her:
Hate says:
"I dislike him."

"Bernadette, have you forgotten? You have always been the only one favored. For some reason, Bonois has been hated by his father since he was born, and Charles has always been your insignificant foil, but you have not remembered your father's favoritism."

"I don't treat Charles as a foil." Bernadette was a little annoyed, "I love them, they are all my relatives!"

"Does their father love them?" Hate asked back.

"..." Bernadette was silent for a moment, "I think He loves them."

Hatred said, "No, Bernadette, He loves only you."

"He doesn't like Charles because he doesn't have outstanding talents. He doesn't like Bonois because he thinks Bonois is too close to God." "Only you, Bernadette, you who are talented, filial and obedient, and who can perfectly play the role of a daughter and place His feelings on you, are the only child He loves, so you will always love Him and believe in Him."

"Yes, He loves me, so I love Him too." Bernadette didn't realize that she had quietly accepted the other party's words, "Parents are always entitled to be partial."

Edward smiled and said, "Yes, Bernadette, this is who you are that Roselle loves."

“It is you who He loves, who still speak for Him and defend Him even after hearing evidence of infidelity with your own ears, witnessing the madness of war with your own eyes, and even being forced to flee due to the bloody repression and terror.”

He grabbed Bernadette's wrist and pulled her directly onto the "Death Announcement". The huge black ship shook and sped off in a certain direction. Edward looked at the "Future" that had entered the Sea of ​​Gods from a distance, planted emotional seeds in the hearts of all the survivors, and then watched them leave under the protection of the wind and fairy magic.

"The Black Emperor has nine mausoleums, and eight of Roselle's mausoleums have been destroyed, leaving only the last one."

The surrounding colors quickly became bright and vivid. The "Death Alert" sailed into the spiritual world, sailing at lightning speed on the blue block that symbolized the sea. The "seven lights" in the high place were sometimes above and sometimes below.

"...Where are you going?" Bernadette said with difficulty.

"It's a primitive island far away from the mainland to the west of the Oradek Islands." Edward pulled her along the deck and took in the spiritual scenery along the way. "Roselle's last mausoleum is there. I believe He will be very happy to see you."

"Do not."

"You'll like it. What a coincidence. I'll be waiting for you there." Edward said happily. "It took me a while to find that place. Roselle is really good at hiding. I thought it was in the ruins of the God War, but I didn't expect it to be hidden in the violent sea. Haha, it's a very interesting place. There are all kinds of extraordinary creatures that the outside world can never see, and there is beautiful moonlight and bright starry sky. I believe you will like it there."

Soon, a black outline appeared in the spirit world.

It seemed to be covered with a faint, twisted black veil, making the island inconspicuous, small and impossible to see clearly.

Sailing in the chaotic and deadly spirit world of the Raging Sea would be difficult even for a Sequence 3 Seal. However, with the protection of angels, the Death Announcement was a skilled and daring ship, and it completed a voyage that should have taken several days in the turbulent waves that were higher than the mountains.

The "Death Announcement" left the spirit world and rushed into the never-ending rainstorm and tsunami of the raging sea. The rain automatically separated before touching the two demigods, and the crew on the deck did not dare to breathe and hid in the corner to keep out the rain.

The controlled Bernadette could not communicate normally, nor could she summon servants to bring her sealed objects. She stared at the front for a long time, at the island that was growing bigger and bigger. With the intuition of a "master of prophecy", she vaguely felt that this was the place she had been looking for.

"There are some acquaintances of ours up there."

Edward said, "Do you still remember your father's Four Horsemen? In the old culture, the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse represent plague, war, death and famine, the forerunners of the end of the world. If you knew the truth about the end of the world, you would definitely admire your father's foresight."

When approaching the shore, the world in front of eyes became even more distorted. The shore of the island was clearly very close, but it seemed to be pulled away to a very far distance in an instant. The "Death Alert" could not get close enough no matter what.

Without outside help, the demigod cannot approach the island.

The Death Announcement stopped and was thrown up and down by the waves. At this time, a dark road filled with black mist emerged in the sea ahead. Bernadette was unconsciously attracted by the road. The shackles on her wrists loosened. She walked to the side of the ship step by step like a puppet, jumped down, and walked onto the road floating on the ocean.

"Go ahead," the voice said from behind, "I'll wait for you there."

She approached the island slowly and quickly, and after walking for an unknown amount of time, she stood on the black island.

Then, with the black mist still lingering at her feet, Bernadette followed a path that seemed to have been cleared by humans and entered a forest of giant trees.

There are no birds singing, no wild animals roaring, and no insects crawling. It is so peaceful that time seems to have stopped, and so silent that it seems as if no living creature exists.

She felt like she was walking through a deserted cemetery, and every huge tree was a tombstone.

After walking for nearly two quarters of an hour, she still didn't see any living creatures, and didn't even feel the wind. Suddenly, the view in front of her became wider, because the huge trees in front of her suddenly became sparse.

She continued to move forward numbly. Beyond the sparse woods was a large open space where countless creatures were crawling.

Among them are giant red dragons with flames flowing on their skin, tree people with wooden tumors as eyes and cracks as mouths, eight-legged demon wolves, giants with deformed limbs, feathered serpents with dark green scales and oily feathers that look like hills just by coiling there, and all kinds of creatures that seem like a mixture of humans and beasts.

At this moment, they all faced one place, crawling with their upper bodies or heads prostrated, as if they were worshipping some unknown existence, and none of them made a sound.

There are even a few humans in here.

They all seemed unable to find Bernadette, and Bernadette could not leave the road. The black path became winding, passing through the middle of those huge extraordinary creatures. She saw the huge head of the red dragon crawling on the ground, and the high temperature almost burned everything around it; the huge body of the feathered serpent was close at hand, and Bernadette could feel the cold breath and feel her life decreasing bit by bit.

When Bernarda silently counted how many humanoid creatures there were, her blue pupils suddenly dilated a little.

She really saw the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse in her memory. They were old and pale, wearing luxurious and complicated clothes from the Roselle period. Even Edwards, who was not contaminated, lived to be over a hundred years old, and died peacefully in Lenburg, was here!

The path continued forward, passing through the open space where almost all living things gathered, and entered a silent forest.

Through the dim environment, her "eyes of mystery" noticed that there were pale corpses placed among the trees, and skulls, rotten corpses and other things hanging from many branches.

Some of them were giant dragons, some were bird-like creatures, some had eight legs, and some were themselves bizarre giant trees, completely filling up the gaps in the forest.

She walked in the dark and silent woods for nearly a quarter of an hour, and suddenly heard a discontinuous piano sound coming from the front. Finally, guided by the road and the piano sound, she gradually walked out of this place full of bones and saw trees and other things besides corpses.

After passing through the forest, what appeared in her eyes was a small wooden house.

The height of the wooden house is close to that of a human. There are chairs and fur beds inside. It looks like someone lives here.

Bernadette's head turned with the wooden house. She wanted to stay and observe everything on the island carefully, but the person who brought her here did not allow her.

“mi-sol-la-si-sol-la——mi——”

The sound was getting closer and closer. It seemed to be a song, but the tune did not belong to any Intis.

She walked around the cabin and into the black and green bushes.

In just four or five minutes, the trees in front suddenly disappeared.

This is not the kind of disappearance that gradually transitions from dense to sparse and then to blankness. Instead, the huge trees suddenly disappear with an invisible line as the boundary.

Outside the invisible boundary is a mountain several hundred meters high, and it is also covered with giant dark green and almost black trees. When viewed from a distance, it almost merges with the forest and is difficult to distinguish between the two.

However, most of the side of the mountain facing Bernadette is treeless because half of the mountain has been hollowed out.

In the belly of the mountain, a black mausoleum stands there, looking extremely magnificent.

Most of it belongs to the mountain itself, and a small part has traces of artificial construction and polishing, which truly illustrates what is meant by "using the mountain as a tomb".

Therefore, the appearance of this mausoleum is not the common pyramid shape, but more like a towering mountain. It is not symmetrical, but absolutely majestic.

“sol-sol-mi-re-mi-fa-mi——”

The sound of the piano was close at hand, and the black road came to an end under my feet.

Bernadette stood in the open space, looking up at the magnificent building in front of her. After a long time, she moved her gaze away with difficulty, looking at an artificial shed not far away, a piano that looked very valuable, and a person who was playing it.

The soil under Edward's feet was a dark red color, as if it was soaked in blood, which was out of tune with the gray open space in front of the mausoleum.

He, like Bernadette, was facing the mausoleum. Only after he finished playing the entire piece did he turn his head and glance at Bernadette who was standing stiffly not far away.

"Roselle likes this song very much." Edward said, "He always gives me very intense feedback, but he has been more stable recently. You saw those extraordinary creatures on the way here, they gave me a great welcome ceremony, and they are all good listeners."

"Museum?" Bernadette expressed her doubts in the shortest possible words.

"Yeah, a very fitting song for the occasion."

Edward's hand struck a single note on the piano and said:
"There is a moon in the sky and a moon in the water. The moon in the sky is in the water, and the moon in the water is in the sky."

The clouds dispersed, and the crimson moonlight illuminated this strange island and the huge black mausoleum in the distance.

"Looking at the moon, thinking of my hometown, one is in the water, the other is in the sky."

Edward pointed to the crimson full moon in the sky that was as big as a wheel and smiled from the bottom of his heart, "It's beautiful, isn't it?"

TBC
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Hometown of the Moon

(End of this chapter)