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

Chapter 262 We are the guests. Do you want to chat?

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"Ah!"

Fors sneezed for the sixth time and held a cup of hot tea in her hand in confusion: "I don't have a cold?"

Even for a path like "Apprentice" that has almost no combat power, the potion can strengthen the body. After becoming a Beyonder, Fors has not been sick for many years.

"Maybe you stayed up late last night to finish your manuscript and drank cold water and caught a cold."

Xio placed a pot of freshly boiled water on the coffee table not far from Fors, as if she was a mother trying to persuade her rebellious daughter: "Drink more hot water, don't always rely on your status as a Beyonder to have an irregular schedule, and don't eat unhealthily!"

"Oh."

Fors took a sip of tea obediently, then immediately covered her mouth with a handkerchief: "A-choo!"

Under Xio's dignified gaze, Fors quickly finished a large cup of tea, then filled another cup for herself and asked carefully:

"After Mr. X's death, did you encounter any after-effects?"

Xio sat down on the sofa and recalled, "There are indeed follow-up effects, but after a week, the intensity of the investigation is not as strong as in the first few days... I recently felt that someone was secretly following me, perhaps a member of the Aurora Society."

"If they're sure it's me, they won't follow me. So I have to act more naturally."

……

The real Creator took the initiative and invited Mr. Dwayne Dantes to sit down in the quiet study upstairs. He said in a serious tone:

"let's talk."

With a soft click, the study door closed automatically, isolating the inside from the outside.

Klein took a deep breath and tried not to think that this place looked like the scene of a locked-room murder. He wondered vaguely whether it was a big loss to rent this small villa for three hundred pounds a year after the two "Him"s came. Then he sat stiffly on the opposite side of the sofa.

He sat, but felt as if he shouldn't be sitting.

Firstly, he didn't dare to face the mysterious high-ranking person who he had only met once - he almost got killed at the naval base just by being close to him. He really had a psychological trauma. Secondly, he didn't dare to look directly at the real creator.

The moment they appeared, Klein's spiritual warning was like a broken alarm, stinging his temple like crazy. Normally, a normal Sequence 5 should not be able to sense anything at this time, but with the blessing of Sefirah Castle, Klein still retained the ability of spiritual warning, so he was forced to endure the almost suffocating pressure and the discomfort of countless invisible eyes peeping at him, and he struggled to sit firmly on the sofa.

Klein's appearance reminded the True Creator of a student who was invited to the teacher's office. The Outer God didn't seem to be looking at Klein, but considering that the position of the other party's eyes might not have the function of eyes, the True Creator spoke while paying attention to the Outer God's movements:
"You attacked my messenger, but that's not why I came here."

Klein thought, can I leave now?

The True Creator remained silent for a second in an odd way. “I will not pursue his personal grudge against Abraham. But since you have had contact with my Saint, you should know my attitude towards you.”

Klein suspected that they could hear his inner thoughts, so he stopped thinking and waited for what was to come.

However, the True Creator just stopped. The study was silent, as if he was waiting for Klein, who had given up thinking, to figure out something on his own.

The air suddenly became quiet. The Decayed King stopped scanning and reading the books in the study one by one. He looked at the True Creator, then at Klein, and then at the True Creator again. He felt somewhat speechless about the reservedness of humans.

"He wants you to save the world."

True Creator:?

Klein: ?

No one can satisfy everyone with their speech, but it is not difficult to make everyone dissatisfied. Klein immediately regained some of his courage to speak, but before he could say anything, the True Creator spoke again:
"The existence of Sefirah Castle symbolizes your destiny, and your ability to resurrect also means that you can at least become an angel. You chose 'The Fool' as your title, and closely linked your fate with this title. This is destined."

Klein resisted the urge to frown in front of the god:

"You mean to say that everything I've done since I woke up was destined?"

As a young man who has received modern education, Zhou Mingrui instinctively resists superstitious concepts such as "fate", but in today's world there really are true Gods, there really is fate, and there really are superstitious thoughts and behaviors that should be abandoned.

Does "Source Castle" symbolize destiny? If I didn't have Source Castle, I wouldn't be able to form the Tarot Club, I wouldn't call myself "The Fool"... and I wouldn't be resurrected after dying in Tingen's God's Descent. No, if I didn't have Source Castle, I wouldn't even be able to make the "Sun Spell" and I wouldn't be able to stop Tingen's God's Descent at all. The God's Descent would be completed in an instant, and everyone, even Tingen, would be destroyed. Even when I was doing some small tasks for the Nighthawks, I had already died because I lost the divination ability of Source Castle...

This kind of thinking made Klein suddenly calm down, and then he couldn't help but think:

In this case, as long as I give Sefirah Castle to others, I can escape from these "destined" destinies.

Isn't it because of Sefirah Castle that the True Creator pays special attention to me?

After completing my revenge, why can't I give Him the Sefirah Castle?

Klein felt a little relieved, and the True Creator resisted the urge to spit the Outer God to death and began to think about how to speak next.

According to His observations, Klein is not the type like Roselle who is too passionate and thinks he can accomplish great things. It is very difficult to let such a person take the initiative to take the lead, not to mention that He cannot directly reveal the information about the doomsday.

The decadent king, fed up with the red tape among humans, spoke again:
"Let me explain it to you briefly. There is one thing that only a god who holds a Sefirah Castle can do, and those who hold a Sefirah Castle are basically destined to become gods."

“So, the True Creator wants you to do this.”

The "destiny" in the mysterious world is basically not a good thing. Klein immediately thought of Florian, who became a mental freak because of his similarity to his ancestors. Moreover, becoming a god also means becoming indifferent, crazy, and losing humanity... Becoming stronger and gaining a higher status is human nature, but if the price is losing oneself... The image of Sefirah Castle in his mind suddenly became strange and terrifying. He said:
"I heard that Sefirah Castle can be moved."

The True Creator frowned slightly: "I chose you for other reasons. Your performance and yourself have been outstanding. ...How did you know this?"

Klein looked at the pattern on the carpet at the feet of the True Creator: "Amon."

The True Creator was shocked. He looked Klein up and down. How could he keep the Sefirah Castle after meeting Amon? And he didn't even wear a monocle? How could this be possible? Could it be...

He suddenly understood something. Although Amon was not a child in the true sense, the true Creator was also tolerant of him. He was not shaken by this. No matter what, there was only one abnormal Amon, and Klein was a person who could be seen and touched, and who had always adhered to the bottom line of morality in his actions.

However, one cannot put all the eggs in one basket, so the real creator decided to go back and pay more attention to Amon.

The True Creator calmed down. He looked at Klein, but an urge to sigh arose in his heart.

Perhaps from Klein's perspective, this matter could be accomplished without him. Could it be that among so many people in the world, there was no one else who was a moral and capable Beyonder of the Three Paths of Mystery? Even if there really wasn't one, couldn't so many gods cultivate a few? But that wasn't the case - it seemed that there really wasn't one!
Putting aside the open and covert struggles among the Seven Gods, the "Thief" path could no longer produce outstanding candidates due to the existence of Amon. The seals of the "Gate" path were too useful. Coupled with the inescapable negative effects of the full moon, apprentices often had a short life. So far, the most suitable "Fortune Teller" had only one outstanding candidate, Klein, who came with the Sefirah Castle. Klein did not understand the dangers of containing the Sefirah, and his conditions were too unique.

It is not difficult to plot the murder of a demigod. If Klein is willing to do so, he can consider not only the "Traveler" Louis Wayne, but even the "Secret Saint" - provided that the characteristics are returned to the Aurora Society after the murder - the ritual of being isolated from the world for three hundred years during the sleep process should be completed, right? He can even overdraw and revive. As long as he goes to the God-forsaken Land and brings out the survivors there, Klein can directly become an angel!
The sequence and path are secondary. Among the many candidates currently available, Antigonus is hostile to the Goddess of Night and is doomed to never become a god. Zaratul of the Secret Order is too weak and is tightly restrained. Amon... Is it possible that he doesn't know what Amon is like?

In this big world, there is only one person who has both moral bottom line and talent!
Could you find a better candidate than this?

No more.

The True Creator thought for a moment. He knew that blindly pushing forward would only make Klein feel more repulsive to "something only he could do," so He made a second choice and made another request:
"Mr. X was originally related to the East Continent." Made up.

"Since he was killed by you, then the relevant work in the East Continent will be replaced by you."

What He was referring to was naturally assistance and "salvation." Without any previous context, the True Creator conceded that Klein knew what happened in the God-Forsaken Land, implying that He knew about the existence of the Tarot Society and "Sun" Derrick.

Klein was silent for a few seconds, then finally nodded.

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At nine o'clock in the evening, Hibbert came back from a walk in the garden of his castle. With the help of the maid, he changed his clothes and shoes that were covered with dust and dirt, and walked into the bright and warm room.

He walked up the stairs and unexpectedly found his sister's personal maid, Anne, busy with work, holding several heavy and old books in her hands. Because the books blocked her view of her feet, she walked up the last two steps with some difficulty.

Hibbert was curious: "What are you doing?"

Upon hearing this, Anne quickly placed the book in her hand on the small table with vases at the foot of the stairs, and bowed to Earl Hall's eldest son.

"I'm helping the young lady move the documents."

Hibbert shifted his gaze from the pile of old books to Anne and asked, "Is Audrey still not back to rest? As her personal maid, you should persuade her that a love of learning is a good thing, but it cannot be based on excessive fatigue."

Will Miss Audrey listen if I tell her? How can a maid persuade a young lady? Hibbert just talks and Anne just listens.

Thanks to his faith and the earl's teachings, and the excellent quality of the servants in the Hall family, the eldest young master was quite polite to the servants in the mansion. Hibbert did not embarrass Anne too much, but followed her to the study.

When they pushed the door open, they saw Susie wagging her tail and walking back and forth between the piles of books, while Audrey was standing on a two-meter-high ladder, ready to go down, holding a book in her hand that looked like it had been kept in the family library in the castle and no one had read it for decades.

Just brushing your hand across the cover will raise a thin layer of dust.

Hibbert couldn't help but frowned and walked over quickly: "Audrey, it's too dangerous! Can't you wait for Annie to come and take it?"

He reached out and took the book from Audrey, then carefully escorted his sister down the ladder and said:

"You've been too busy lately, Audrey. You also participated in the preparation of supplies. You should treat yourself. Why don't you drink more tea and play ball with Marianna and the others instead of burying yourself in the ocean of books? Are you planning to apply for a university teaching position?"

Audrey held her brother's arm to steady herself, and gave him a playful smile:

"Dear Hibbert, I just want to know more about what I am doing now."

"Are you talking about the 'Antiquities Preservation Foundation' that you and Greylint established together?"

Seeing that his sister had finally begun to try to develop a career other than Extraordinary and further spread her fame after she became an adult, Hibbert's expression eased a little, but there was still some disapproval between his brows:
"Since you have appointed that university professor as the person in charge, you don't have to be so busy. You, a noble and young director, are busy all day in the castle's old books, while the person in charge is chatting and laughing with the children of various nobles. What does it look like?"

"It's the Loen Antiquities Collection and Preservation Foundation, Mr. Hibbert."

"And Professor Michel is a serious and responsible person, and we don't spend the whole day together chatting and laughing."

Audrey corrected the other party's mistake and said a long and difficult word - in order to seamlessly obtain the "Twenty Years War Notes" specifically required by the "Psychological Alchemy Society" in exchange for her own Sequence 6 "Hypnotist" formula, Audrey has spent more than ten thousand pounds on this foundation - at first it was just for her own potion formula, but under the enthusiastic and serious guidance of Professor Michelle, and the joint efforts of her friends, Audrey really gained some happiness and sense of accomplishment from this business, and a little pride.

Seeing the ancient relics belonging to the Kingdom of Loen being collected and protected one by one, she felt more and more that she had made the right decision. "Well, I was arbitrary. I hope the gentle and tolerant Miss Audrey can forgive me."

Hibbert has always been quite receptive to his sister's words. He would listen, but he would not take it too seriously. He would just treat it as a way of behaving like a spoiled child. He blew on the book in his hand and saw the words on the cover:

"History of the Highland Expedition?"

Hibbert looked at Audrey strangely and said, "Sister, if you want to collect the relics left by Loen in the southern continent, you should read the History of Balam's Exploration. The highlands are a colony of Intis and have nothing to do with us except for a few frictions."

Audrey smiled at the right moment:
"Of course, Hibbert. But this is the first time I've found a Highland history in the library, and I want to take a look at it."

Hibbert put the book on the empty space on the desk and searched his mind for some anecdotes about the Highlands:

"Well, Audrey, you should know what kind of crazy people the Highland Resistance Army is, right? They have given up the honor of being soldiers and warriors. They will kill enemies regardless of gender, age or youth. They will even tie bombs on themselves. They are really a group of terrifying people."

Audrey nodded. The current Highland Resistance Army is basically under the management of the "Rose School-Indulgence Faction", and the Indulgence Faction is the part that advocates releasing malice and releasing oneself, so you can imagine their style of behavior.

If the previous Spiritual Cult was still united by the belief of restoring the nation, which could have fallen apart at any time, then the Highland Resistance Army fell into madness and fought on their own because there was no hope of restoring the nation, and their reputation in the international community gradually declined to that of terrorists.

"Oh, these lunatics once did something, a horrible thing."

Hibbert tried hard to recall a story he had read in a book before, intending to scare Audrey: "During the peaceful colonial period, the southern continent has always been a warm and good place to go. Many officers and generals would buy a manor there when they got old and go there for vacation in the winter."

"I know. Alfred also invited me to the Southern Continent."

When his brother's name was mentioned, Hibbert frowned somewhat unhappily. As an eldest son with not very outstanding qualifications, he had a natural hostility towards his outstanding younger brother who had gained popularity and status in the army. Even though he knew that Rune practiced the primogeniture system and would not allow other children to inherit unless the eldest son was stupid and indulgent to the point that everyone knew about it - he still often felt uneasy.

Audrey observed her brother's subtle expression, sighed in her heart, and pretended to be innocent and unaware.

After all, he was in front of his young and innocent sister, so Hibbert did not let his hostility linger for too long. After about three or four seconds, he naturally continued his previous speech, as if he had only paused for a moment to think:

"These officers started a trend of going to the colonies for vacation. About a hundred years ago, the resistance in the Highlands was much larger than it is now. They launched a surprise attack one night, sneaked into the manors of the officers in the Northern Continent, and killed everyone who was asleep."

"This is a premeditated terrorist attack against the people of the Northern Continent!"

"They sneaked into the resorts of five cities in one night and killed dozens of generals and their families from various countries in the northern continent. Thousands of people died. The land was soaked in blood. Until now, those areas are still closed."

"Even women and children were not spared. Even babies were fed drugs and killed."

"This tragedy shocked the entire Northern Continent."

"...Oh my God." Audrey covered her mouth with her hands.

Hibbert saw the fear on his sister's face and felt that his intimidation tactics were effective. The situation in the southern continent was unstable, so it would be better for Audrey to be less interested in what was happening there. It would be best if he could scare her away from this kind of history for the time being.

Audrey, on the other hand, was thinking of something else entirely.

She was no longer the ignorant little girl she was more than a year ago, and she had already made up her mind to dig deeper into the relationship between the southern and northern continents. Hibbert thought he could scare her off with his words, but Audrey found many loopholes in his words.

Hibbert himself mentioned "officers from various countries in the northern continent". A hundred years ago, the development was in full swing and the relations between the countries were very tense. In this case, the officers from various countries would definitely not live in the same resort area. They should be far apart.

This would prevent the Highland Kingdom rebels from invading five cities in one night and killing thousands of people silently.

This must be something that only extraordinary abilities can do... The "moderation faction" who advocate peace and call for an end to the war will definitely not do this, which means that this should be the work of the "indulgence faction"... Maybe there is more than one person, but at least one powerful "indulgence faction" is involved, maybe a demigod, or even an angel... He may have waited for this night for a long time... He came when people were sleeping soundly and killed everyone, even babies and children... Such horrible hatred, such crazy behavior...

Audrey, Sequence 7, felt a deep chill in her heart after reading this bloody story. She couldn't help but ask:

"and after?"

Hibbert shrugged and smiled. "What happened next? This vicious behavior destroyed the peace between the northern and southern continents. Later, of course, the northern continent sent troops to wipe out the highland resistance. However, it was not until the past fifty years that vacations began to rise again."

"That's it..."

Audrey breathed a sigh of relief, but still felt a little creepy. She couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Thank you so much, Mr. Hibbert. I don't feel like reading anymore. Similarly, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep tonight."

Hibbert smiled like a child who had succeeded in a prank:

"Then go and pray to the goddess for a peaceful and sweet dream."

Miss Hall breathed a sigh of relief: "That's a good idea."

Then she waved her hand to Susie, lifted Anne's skirt and left the library, heading towards the prayer room on this floor.

Audrey closed the door, faced the holy emblem on the wall and prayed silently until she calmed down. Then she lowered her clasped hands and fell into deep thought.

"The Highland Kingdom... was destroyed in the impact of the opening of the new sea route."

"There is no hope of restoring the country... Is that why so many crazy 'indulgent' members were born?"

This idea was a bit outrageous, as if putting the blame for the emergence of the "indulgence faction" on the Northern Continent. Audrey began to pray again with some fear, and at the same time comforted herself in her heart - the "indulgence faction" has existed since ancient times, and it is precisely because of the "temperance faction" that the "indulgence faction" that is opposite to it appeared! The Northern Continent is not the culprit, but, but... maybe it is the catalyst for all this...

"War is evil... Of course war is evil... But..."

She tightened her clasped fingers. Pets were not allowed in the prayer room, and discussing these things with Susie would not give her any answers.

Audrey just wanted to be alone and think carefully.

It is very difficult to admit that one's superior life is built on the suffering of others, let alone for an aristocratic girl like Audrey who is kind, smart, gentle, never involved in politics or any darkness, but participates in charitable organizations and social relief.

She tried to face her inner self, but she was afraid and wanted to avoid it, so she could never succeed.

Audrey had to think from a different angle:
"If one day... the Feysac Empire, or the Intis Republic, or even Feynaport, Lenburg, or any other country, if one day they invade Loen, occupy our city, and hurt my family and friends, what should I do?"

Audrey eliminated the word "kill" from her mind and chose the more euphemistic word "harm". However, as she was thinking this, the story told by Hibbert seemed to reappear in her ears, and a crazy figure seemed to emerge in her mind.

"I will resist, yes, I will definitely resist."

"By then, I might already be a mid-sequence Beyonder, Sequence 6, or even Sequence 5. I will be able to put up some resistance..."

"But resistance...what kind of resistance? Kill the invaders? Or defeat them and force them to retreat?"

According to morality, the murderer should also be sentenced to death.

Revenge is justified, but it should not be preached.

"So should I chase the intruders away? So that they can't hurt the people I care about...but...what if they turn around and leave to hurt someone else?"

"Can I just ignore it if it's not my family that's being hurt?"

"Is the only way to do this..."

Audrey pursed her lips. She felt a little cold. When she came to the answer that she didn't say out loud, she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

At the same time, she felt pain and even shivered uncontrollably. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the war in the southern continent could spread to the northern continent at any time. The peaceful days had long become a piece of fragile paper. All of Audrey's thoughts tonight could become reality.

It’s so cold, so scary… Is this the essence of the extraordinary, no, the world?
After sitting in silence for a long time, she finally took a deep breath and readjusted herself to prevent Annie, who was waiting outside, from worrying.

After going out, she found that Anne was indeed a little uneasy.

"Miss, you prayed for a long time this time." The personal maid whispered. She had been praying secretly just now. "The story told by the young master is too scary..."

In order to show that her mood had returned to normal, Audrey comforted him with some ease:
"It doesn't matter, it's just a story."

No, it's more than just a story.

A voice in Audrey's heart said:

This is something that could happen at any time.

This is something that could happen tomorrow.

Therefore, you must have enough strength to protect your parents, your brothers and others...

TBC
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Richard scratched his neck: "Why do I always feel like I'm having a fever? Is someone nagging me?"

Garland handed over the roster: "Chief, everyone is here. Next you will be teleported to the spirit world."

Richard agreed immediately. "Oh, okay! The Church of the God of Death is really quick. Or rather, after clearing out the people of the northern continent and their boring industries, the land and housing in the southern continent seem to have suddenly become abundant. This time you are here to take over. How are you doing?"

Garland was silent for two seconds. "The accommodation for the children at sea has been arranged. I said goodbye to Mr. Solera yesterday. The only ones left are the children in the northern continent... I seem to have disappointed my foster father again. I have been doing logistics. I just heard the day before yesterday that I might be transferred to the Star Plateau, but then I was notified that the battle there was over. I continued to do logistics."

Richard comforted him: "It's okay, my friend has been doing logistics, maybe Mr. Mirella didn't have any expectations of you."

Garland: "Captain, do you remember that you are a prisoner?"

Richard: "Sorry. I've been in contact with hunters a lot recently. Ahem, let's go!"

Some readers actually think that colonization is the same as spreading culture... Zheng He did not burn, kill, or plunder during his voyage to the West, but spread the goods and culture of the Celestial Empire. How can this be the same as robbery and plunder? In the past, foreign countries and ethnic groups were looked down upon because they were backward, but what about now? Who is not part of our nation? Look at the Indians who no longer exist, the Africans, mixed races, and even Chinese who are severely discriminated against, and the Aztecs and Mayans who were almost completely exterminated by the colonizers, including their culture, and the racial extermination of the indigenous peoples that is still going on in Australia. Do you really think that the concepts and measures of both sides are the same? If you can't distinguish between colonization and cultural identity, then there is no need to discuss this issue anymore.

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