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

Chapter 230 Black Saint

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Klein had used his extraordinary vision to clearly see the face of the ascetic holding the candlestick. He was a weather-beaten-looking man with fine wrinkles on his forehead, eyes, and mouth. He was indeed what an ascetic should look like.

But strangely, there was a hideous old scar on his cheek. This ascetic did not have a single white hair. His hair, like his eyes, was a shiny and extremely rare pure black color that sparkled in the firelight.

He is weathered, but not old.

Such a contradictory yet harmonious temperament requires at least one of great power and rich experience, and most of the time both.

I don't look for trouble, but trouble finds me? This was Klein's first reaction. If the ascetic monk in front of him, who seemed to be a strong man, belonged to any church, he would definitely declare his faith. After all, this is a huge dream world of the ruins of the war of gods, hiding countless dangers and strong people. Even the believers of Storm and Lieyang, who are like mortal enemies, would not start fighting directly after exchanging identities.

In other words, the seemingly kind and gentle ascetic in front of him did not belong to the Orthodox Church, but to some secret organization.

Therefore, it is difficult to judge the ascetic's position and identity, and his one-sided statement is difficult to believe.

Klein, who was no longer a rookie, did not answer immediately. He kept a certain distance from the ascetic monk who was unknown whether he was old or young, and spoke cautiously:
"It is not a rational approach to cooperate with people of unknown origin."

Faced with Klein's temptation, the ascetic monk was slightly startled, and then naturally continued the conversation.

"I am indeed impolite." The monk raised the candlestick higher and said calmly, "I am Leo Master, an ascetic from a religious organization."

As expected, he came from a secret organization.

"German Sparrow." Klein responded simply, "An adventurer."

The identity of an adventurer is in a gray area, just like a secret organization. This is Klein expressing his attitude. Hearing this, Leo Master laughed at himself and said:

"I worship the original Creator. He is the omniscient and omnipotent being, the source of all greatness. He is the beginning and the end. He is the God of all gods!"

This... Upon hearing that the other party worshipped the original Creator, Klein's first reaction was the "Twilight Hermit Order."

However, there are also some small sects of primitive worship in the southern continent. It is impossible to confirm whether the creator they are talking about is the same as the "Twilight Hidden World Society", or whether it is the one surrounded by eight angel kings in the myth of the "God-Forsaken Land"... Klein considered it and asked:

"What is the name of your religious organization?"

"How did you get here?"

Leo Master said without hesitation:
"The easternmost part of the Sonia Sea is where my Lord sleeps. His holy mountain is hidden somewhere here. I led a pilgrim team here to try to witness the miracle and redeem myself."

"Then, we underwent the necessary baptism at the end of the pilgrimage. Evil beings appeared one after another. We helped each other to overcome the difficulties. Sometimes, companions whose faith was not strong enough died..."

"After going through the difficult period at the beginning, we gradually repelled those evil beings. Now, only the most powerful 'Black Saint' is still lingering and hiding everywhere."

Klein immediately looked around vigilantly, on guard against the possible appearance of the other party's companions.

"My companions are not here, they are all in a safe place," said Leo Master.

A safe place? Klein said nothing.

The so-called "Black Saint" should be the black knight who was hiding in the corner and dared not breathe. Judging from the black knight's reaction, he was at an absolute disadvantage. The ascetic Leo Master did not hide anything. You can't lie in a dream, and you can't hide your true thoughts. Klein did not doubt the other party's motives and temporarily believed these words.

He pressed Leo Master: “What is the name of your religious organization?”

Although he did not intend to help, he had to confirm the organization's position and then determine whether the other party was an enemy or a friend.

Leo Master still intended to skip this question: "Excuse me, have you seen the 'Black Saint'..."

Since the ascetic didn't give a direct answer, Klein didn't want to help. He simply bypassed Leomaster and observed other places in these strange black cells.

Leo Master did not stop him either, he seemed to be very active in his dream, walking back and forth in the corridor with a candlestick in his hand, checking the cells and corners one by one, trying to find the escaped "Black Saint".

Klein walked around the messy pile of items and looked for a possible door or path. After a few seconds, he noticed an inconspicuous black wooden door in the corner, so he carefully approached it and grasped the handle.

The scene inside naturally emerged in his mind. It was a storage room with a full-length mirror on the right side.

A mirror?
In mysticism, mirrors are channels that connect to a secret and unknown world and can easily lead to terrible accidents. Therefore, Klein, who was in a dangerous dream, walked over cautiously, intending to use the power of the "Priest of Light" to directly destroy the object.

At this moment, Leo Master had just finished checking a room and walked over with a surprised expression:

"Is there a room here?"

Klein raised his eyebrows slightly: "This is not considered hidden."

There was indeed a lot of debris piled around, and Leo Master was indeed much taller than the average person, but he was not to the extent that he could not find the small door in the corner.

"May I ask what's in there?" Leo Master became more polite.

Klein hesitated for a moment, gripped the door handle tightly, and twisted it hard: "There is a mirror."

The black wooden door was slowly pushed open, and Klein stood to the side of the door to prevent himself from being reflected in the front by the uncovered mirror.

This is a full-length mirror with an ancient pattern. One of the three metal parts is broken. This makes the full-length mirror, which should have been facing the wall, tilted and shone sideways in the direction of the wooden door.

"If we open the door, we will be reflected in this mirror?" Leo Masteqi said, "It's really insidious."

He added: "I have a strange feeling that this mirror seems to be connected with my life and must not be destroyed. Strange, why have I never noticed this door before?"

Huh? Klein looked at the mirror again in confusion.

Although the environment here is extremely dark, two figures are clearly reflected in the mirror. One is Leo Master, a man with many wrinkles and black hair, and the other is German Sparrow, who has a thin face, black hair, brown eyes, and wears a baseball cap.

At this moment, when Klein did not make any move, Gehrman Sparrow in the mirror slowly turned his head and gave him a gloomy smile!
Suddenly, ripples appeared on the mirror and a hand stretched out.

Klein simply blinked, and Gehrman Sparrow, who looked exactly like him, crawled out of the mirror. His face was stained with a distinctly eerie feeling due to the darkness!
Very scary... Unfortunately, I don't look like Gehrman Sparrow, so you didn't scare me... If it was Zhou Mingrui who appeared in the mirror, I would probably wake up in shock... Klein looked at the other person calmly and raised his left hand, with a layer of sunlight already flowing on it.

The sinister Gehrman Sparrow on the opposite side smiled and raised his left hand as well, making the glove appear a noble yet evil dark black.

This corresponds to the ability of the Corrupted Baron! My clone? Klein thought about it and raised his right hand again with an expressionless face.

In his palm was a short milky white scepter that appeared from nowhere, with a circle of blue-green "gems" inlaid on the top.

"Poseidon's Scepter"!
He believed that the mirror could not replicate the parts related to Sefirah Castle.

The eerie Gehrman Sparrow stared at the opposite side in a daze, and instinctively raised his hand, but his right palm was empty.

Then, he saw countless silver-white lightning shooting out and wrapping himself layer by layer, forcing him to consume the "paper man substitutes" one by one but unable to jump out of this area.

Zizzzzi! A huge ball of lightning illuminated the narrow room where there was no way to hide, and then disappeared along with German Sparrow in the mirror.

For some reason, Klein felt that he had become inexplicably calmer at this moment, as if he had entered the sage time.

"……incredible."

In this dream, Leo Master did not seem to have the idea that he might be a Beyonder. He looked eagerly at Gehrman Sparrow, who was holding a white scepter, and his breathing became a little hasty. "The Lord is surrounded by many angels..."

"One of them holds the power of thunder and lightning, and storms and thunder are the power of the Lord!"

Leo Master looked at Klein with an increasingly excited expression. He stretched out his free hand as if he wanted to grab Klein's hand, but then he clenched it into a fist at his chest with some restraint.

"Stranger, you discovered this mysterious room as soon as you arrived, showing one of the powers of the Lord. Are you my compatriot, the messenger sent by the Lord to save His believers?"

Klein didn't even think about it: "No."

Leo Master was not disappointed: "I will remember the help you provided, and may your soul be protected by the Lord."

So direct? Praying for the protection of an unknown god? If I were a church member with strong faith, such as the Red Gloves or the Substitute Punisher, I would probably start thinking about how to send you to the church basement after hearing such words...

Klein muttered a few words in his mind, then turned his head and looked at Leo Master again.
"What is the name of that religious organization you joined?"

Leo Master hesitated for only two seconds this time:

"Aurora Society."

Aurora Society? Klein was stunned and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Leo Master observed his expression and was slightly relieved when he saw that there was no expression other than surprise on Klein's face.

Then, he bravely looked at the strange and magical mirror. Leo Master moved forward, but was surprised to find that his image was not reflected in the mirror.

"Am I already dead?" Leo Master's face turned pale. "Merciful Lord, I have been practicing asceticism for decades and have never stopped praying. If I am already dead, why haven't I come to you? Have my sins not been redeemed yet?"

Klein frowned and took a step forward, only to find that he was no longer reflected in the mirror.

"I was looking in the mirror just now, and an evil copy of me appeared in the mirror. I defeated it, and then I felt calm..."

Of course, Klein didn't think he was dead. He tried to guess the truth: "It can be understood that this mirror seal will materialize the evil part of a person? After eliminating those evil parts, the mirror will no longer be able to reflect images, or no images will appear for a short period of time?"

He looked at Leo Master, waiting for his answer.

"I didn't... I didn't kill my copy." Leo Master had calmed down and began to recall. "There's no me in the mirror. Does that mean my copy has left or been killed by me? But I didn't..."

Leo Master suddenly stopped and his eyes gradually widened.

Klein looked at the man's profile and suddenly had an absurd guess.

The ascetic monk Leomaster said that he had many companions, but none of them appeared in this dream...

This dream was a huge prison, as if it was trying to trap something...

From the beginning to the end, the only person wandering here, besides Leo Master, was the "Black Saint"...

He clenched the imaginary "Poseidon's Scepter" in his hand and reasonably reduced some of the negative effects of this seal. This was the source of Klein's confidence.

He chose to face Leomaster and slowly backed away, ready to fight and leave at any time.

"I seem to remember..." Leo Master's eyes widened. He held up the candlestick and muttered in a dream as if his soul had left his body. "I pushed open this door, and I saw this mirror..."

Klein felt as if Leo Master suddenly stood up straight, but in fact it was an illusion.

The ascetic monk, who had always acted as an ordinary person, suddenly developed a dangerous and fierce aura. This made Klein feel that he had suddenly become much taller, and he almost had to look up at him!
"Evil beings began to appear, and we began to fight them... This was a test set by the Lord. They have succeeded, but my trial has not yet ended..."

The ascetic muttered to himself. He maintained that strange aura and slowly turned around to look at Klein.

There was a flash of red light in those pure black eyes.

Klein's face was solemn, and the "Poseidon's Scepter" in his hand quickly emitted a silver-white light.

At this moment, the tall ascetic monk suddenly nodded at Klein and smiled.

Then, the pitch-black prison suddenly became bright, and brilliant white dominated his vision.

Klein opened his eyes naturally, and was warmed by the sunlight coming in from outside.

Like waking up from a dream.

TBC
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Two more updates the day after tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)