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

Chapter 264 Mr. X takes office
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The Dark Saint hadn't finished the task at hand when words suddenly rang out in his mind like thunder, and the world around him suddenly became quiet.

The majestic whispers entered his mind, and the language and chaotic words turned into information directly presented in his spirit:

"…to end the investigation into the assassination? To usher in a new person? Praise the Lord!"

The Dark Saint pressed his temples and knelt down to pray:

"Follow your will!"

After the divine revelation ended, the Dark Saint walked around the table in the room a few times with some excitement.

"A newcomer... a messenger appointed by the Lord." He gradually calmed down and began to skillfully guess the will of God. "As soon as Louis died, a new X took office. There is no doubt that he is the Lord's favored one. It also involves the 'Sanctuary' and the 'Elect'. I must meet him first... Louis' affairs also need to be concluded. I have to handle this matter properly."

……

Klein followed Mr. Z through the safe passage into the closed factory area, walked through the sparse, dark woods, turned a corner, and walked towards a larger building.

The factory was not big, and they walked in silence for a few minutes. Klein observed the surroundings with caution and curiosity. Based on his observations along the way and the precautions written on the sign, he believed that this should be a metal parts processing factory.

There were about four or five buildings, and it was unclear which one was the workshop. Buildings of this size could be seen everywhere in the suburbs of Backlund.

No one would have thought that this factory, which was less than ten kilometers away from the city, was the base of the Aurora Society in Backlund. The buyers who placed the orders probably found it hard to imagine that the goods they purchased were made by cultists.

In this era where identity verification and census are imperfect, a few months of gas, water and rental records can be used as an ID card. People with truly sensitive identities have too many ways to hide and disguise themselves.

After entering the fourth-floor building, the view immediately became brighter and wider. Klein saw that there were still a few gas lamps on in this huge factory building. Seven or eight people gathered at the illuminated workstations with their backs to them, continuing to work on something.

It's already past twelve o'clock, and the Aurora Society's factory hasn't closed for get off work yet?

Klein looked at it with some suspicion, and he found that those people were actually working overtime to polish the parts.

"When will the confessional open this week? I didn't have time to go last week, and when I came back, I was almost graded as unqualified. I have to go to the confessional at least twice this month. By the way, it's almost June, who will be the first this month?"

As soon as the black-haired believer finished speaking, the believer standing opposite him immediately spoke up:
"Mr. A, probably him? Lord Medici said that the Iron Cross will not participate in our evaluation. I heard that they have already arrived in the southern continent and started to rank directly based on military merit."

"Ever since he lost to Mr. Z in an assessment, A has been going crazy. He really doesn't want to sleep if he can avoid it."

A woman at the table next to him joined the conversation amid the noise of screwing: "But did Mr. A exchange his merits for a promotion this month? Then he might not be the first... Maybe we have to call him Saint next time we meet. Thank God, I finally have the opportunity to do some simple work of taking care of the children."

Facing them sideways, a young man with brown curly hair yawned and couldn't help but teased:
"Once you become a Saint, you won't have to compete with us little Extraordinary People. This is a great thing! No matter who ranks first this month, it probably won't be Z. Mr. X has passed the seventh day of his first month, and the tracking and monitoring he is responsible for has not yet made any progress..."

Klein watched as one of Mr. Z's hands suddenly fell off automatically, fell into the shadows at his feet, and then landed on the head of the Aurora member who was speaking with a plop.

The young man with brown curly hair was so frightened by his bloody arm that he rolled and crawled into the shadows.

The other few people immediately ran around like headless flies for a while. They realized that they were absent from work and were discovered by their leader. They all ran into the shadows and hid.

Mr. Z strode over, picked up his hand and pressed it on the still bleeding severed limb. After the flesh and blood squirmed for a while, it was connected.

Then he glanced at the shadows in the corner, reached out his hand, grabbed out a still struggling Aurora Society member, stepped on it, and a believer with a bloody shoe print on his face came out. Four people were quickly found, but one was missing.

At the same time, Klein also activated his spiritual vision and searched for the floating spiritual lines in the factory. He saw a few black lines floating in the air in the corner above everyone. The most hidden one was actually attached to the ceiling.

Klein secretly reached out to control the man's spiritual thread. After a few seconds, he let go, and a man fell stiffly from the corner of the ceiling and landed heavily at the feet of the crowd, with his limbs twisted and his face full of horror.

Mr. Z raised his head and looked at the newcomer with surprise, who looked disapproving.

He didn't say anything, but raised his leg and kicked his subordinate who was still frozen. He could see that the other party was not fatally injured, but was temporarily restrained by some means and fell from above.

Lawyer? Arbitrator? No, he didn't speak, maybe it's a sequence I don't know...

Klein is still an outsider, so Mr. Z is a little more tolerant of his companions who are chatting with him:
"Go home after you've made up the hours you worked. If you're hungry, go to the cafeteria and get something to eat. Don't work overtime and chat here."

Several people lowered their heads and responded timidly. The stiff one also got up from the ground and was sent by Mr. Z to his workstation to continue working.

Mr. Z continued walking forward with Klein and picked up a random topic to talk about:

"The Saint wants to summon you. He is waiting for you in front. He will assign you a job and an area of ​​responsibility. I wonder if you will take over Louis Wayne's job."

The original Mr. X was responsible for developing some connections and secret gatherings in Backlund, searching for people with abnormal luck, that is, looking for the trace of Will Auceptin for the "Angel of Destiny" of the Aurora Society.

The battle between the two "mercury snakes" was not subject to his will. He had no ill feelings towards Ouroboros, but he had a better impression of Will who always helped him. If this matter really fell on him, he could only try his best to cover up for Will, or persuade him to change his home as soon as possible.

"By the way, what's your sequence number?"

Klein adjusted his mood and spoke with some pride: "Sequence 5."

Mr. Z was somewhat surprised but not too surprised. The Beyonder who could take over as the Divine Envoy so quickly must be a Mid-Sequence Beyonder, who must have sufficient strength and be devout to the Lord. Although he was airdropped, the Lord and the Saint had the final say.

"arrive."

Mr. Z stopped in front of a staircase - they seemed to be on the first or second floor underground - and he said, "Follow your spiritual guidance, and the Saint will give you instructions."

Follow the spirit? You don't even give me a room number?
Klein muttered a few words to himself and then walked forward. He passed the nearest doors and when he reached the fourth door on the left wall, his spirituality was suddenly touched and he stopped involuntarily.

it is this?
He tentatively put his hand on the door handle, but the spiritual feeling suddenly disappeared again.

No?

Klein came up with a guess. He held a coin between his fingertips, tossed it up secretly, and caught it, with the front side facing up.

He immediately turned around and took a step forward, bumping into the wall between the third and fourth doors. He hit the stone bricks, but it was as if he hit a sticky film of water. Shadows enveloped him from all directions, and a flash of light passed by, and Klein appeared in a carpeted room.

The carpet under my feet felt soft and thick. Behind the desk in front of me sat a young and pale man. In my spiritual world, he was a human figure made entirely of shadows, with black tentacles extending to all sides of the room, like a spider in the center of a spider web.

This is the Saint of the Aurora Society... It is said that the Aurora Society has five Saints. If Mr. A is promoted successfully, that would make six Saints...

Six saints, at least two angels, one true God, and countless low- and middle-sequence extraordinary beings.

They preach among the shadows and the lower classes, and have an unimaginably large number of believers, which is already the size of a church. No wonder the Aurora Society is recognized as the strongest of all secret organizations...

Now that he was here, Klein suddenly felt that he could obtain a lot of resources by mixing in the Aurora Society as a divine messenger.

"...You are the Lamb chosen by the Lord. I will first claim that you are my Favored One, and then gradually reveal your true identity as my Favored One."

While Klein was thinking, the Dark Saint had already started talking. As long as they were not dead, the achievements of those favored by God would often start from the level of Saints. The Dark Saint was quite polite to his future colleague:

"The end of the world is near, and the gates of the Lord's sanctuary will be opened. You must contact the elect who have been waiting for a thousand years."

“That’s your duty.”

Help Silver City, no, help the survivors of the entire God-Forsaken Land? Now that place shouldn’t be called “God-Forsaken Land”... Klein nodded slightly. He had anticipated his mission, so he asked:
"how should I do?"

"Angels waiting in the sanctuary will provide assistance, and another great being will open the door of the sanctuary with a key and lead them in."

There is indeed an angel in the East Continent. Is he the "outsider" who visited Silver City mentioned by the "Sun"? Does the "key" refer to a certain method to open the East Continent and the outside world? Or is it a real "key"... Will another great being also be involved? Besides the real Creator, who else will help the people of the East Continent? Fuck, it can't be me?
Klein frowned and asked cryptically:
"Another great being?"

"Yes." The Dark Saint's expression became serious: "He is the Ancient One, the Savior, the Lord who is more eternal than time and fate, the God that the Chosen People have been waiting for thousands of years, He is the Friend of the Lord, and His divine name is hidden."

...Is it me? It's the "Fool", right? Isn't it a bit wrong to not reveal the name of the god just because we sent people to look for the "Fool" before?

Although the gods have the final say over the interpretation of the holy scriptures, isn't it a bit inappropriate to fabricate a "friend" out of thin air?
Klein used his toes to dig out another Sefirah Castle under the Dark Saint's office. He resisted the tingling sensation on his scalp and the urge to cover his face. He gave up thinking and imitated the other person in a slightly more serious manner.
"I see. Praise this great being."

The Dark Saint was quite satisfied with his reaction, and continued:

"Your mission is to contact the voters of the East Continent. Since they have already waited for this god, they should leave there. You need to provide them with help and also hint to them to believe in that great being."

Klein was stunned. Hinting? How? Don't you even know the name of the great being? ...Oh, will Aurora assume that the people of the East Continent have seen the Fool? Indeed, the real Creator has already gone there, giving the people of the East Continent a reason to convert, and also paving the way for the next actions of the Fool and I. Through the Sun, I can pass the Fool over, and the people of the East Continent will naturally regard the Fool as salvation. In addition, with the identity of "the Lord's friend", the Fool can easily gain faith in the God-forsaken Land...

Everything has been arranged properly by the True Creator. All Klein needs to do is act as the Fool and "Mr. X".

Klein felt a little irritated for no reason.

Then, he thought of the world where "Sun" Derrick and countless other people lived—dark, dangerous, and they had to eat the flesh of mutated monsters, kill their loved ones with their own hands, and participate in one life-threatening exploration after another. Silver City might have been the better off among the survivors, and there were countless city-states that were quietly annihilated in the darkness...

The Fool once told The Sun that as long as he continued to work hard to advance, he would one day lead the people of Silver City to salvation... At the time, it was just a blank check to maintain his image. Now it seems that this is really a destined fate.

After a few seconds of silence, he sighed softly and said:
"Ok."

The Dark Saint folded his hands and nodded to Klein:
"This mission will take a long time and is somewhat dangerous, so I will allow you to overdraw your compensation in advance."

Is this a gesture of kindness to me? Because I am the one favored by the true Creator?
It would be a waste if you don’t take advantage of the opportunity that comes to your doorstep. Klein perked up and felt that the Dark Saint was much more pleasing to his eyes. “What kind of reward?”

"A request, or an ingredient for your next potion." The Dark Saint said, "Only if you know the formula."

What a coincidence! I came to Backlund to steal Antigonus's notes and look for the formula for Sequence 4. If I directly ask for a main ingredient of Sequence 4, will the Aurora really be able to give it to me? Klein suppressed his thoughts and stated his request:
"I want him to appear to have been eroded by the core power of the seal behind the Chanis Gate of the Church of Evernight for a long time."

As he spoke, Klein placed the gold coin containing the “Blood Admiral” in his palm.

He did not let Senior appear directly because it would most likely remind the other party of Gehrman Sparrow.

The Dark Saint's eyes swept over the gold coin: "Grievous soul?"

Then, he looked at Klein and said seriously, "If you are going to provoke the Church of Night, then I won't help you."

Klein pondered the Aurora Club's seemingly crazy but actually cautious style, and said with a smile:

"I'm not that stupid."

"I just want to get something back that belongs to me."

The Dark Saint looked at the God-favored One twice more, and after confirming that the other party was not joking, he took out a glowing bullet from the drawer and threw it over.

"If you are discovered, remember to use this bullet to kill yourself." Although you are a follower, you must not implicate us if you want to die. He paused and asked, "What is the specific size and details of the church you want to provoke, the 'Sleeping Ones' or the 'Corpse Collectors'?"

Klein held the bullet with a delicate mood and thought for two seconds: "Diocesan Cathedral level, sleepless."

The Dark Saint looked at him deeply for a while (So you are very brave, are you going to rob the Samuel Cathedral next door?), then wrote a note with a pen at hand, stamped it casually, and let the shadow carry the note to Klein:

"Let Mr. Z lead you to the 'Nightmare Pot' in the sealed room."

"Throw your vengeful spirit inside for fifteen minutes. This seal will cause hallucinations to anyone who gets close to it. Be sure not to knock it over."

Marinated, right? Klein was shocked by this simple and crude method of erosion.

546
June 5th, Sunday, in the Hall family castle.

Audrey was sitting at her desk, admiring the magical item she had just obtained.

It takes the form of a pair of long black tulle gloves that reach the elbows, as if they came from the royal family, and has a noble and elegant temperament.

This originated from the extraordinary characteristics of "Chaos Mentor" sold by Gehrman Sparrow of "World", and was made by "Craftsmen" after a certain period of time.

——Audrey had consulted her father, Earl Hall, in advance and received the answer, "You can buy it and use it yourself. It's a good idea to show your filial piety." So she specifically instructed Mr. "The Hanged Man" to ask the "craftsman" to make it into an item that the lady can carry with her.

This also made her wonder if her father had any better magical items, or if the Goddess Church provided a very high level of protection.

Based on what Mr. The Hanged Man had told her, she had figured out the effects and side effects of this extraordinary item.

The "craftsman" has been extremely busy lately, with many orders. Mr. "The Hanged Man" and Mr. "World" both suspect that he may be serving the secret organizations and resistance forces of the Southern Continent or Bayam. It is estimated that it will be difficult to order the same series of products at the current price in the future.

During this period, she had called on her friends and elders to collect the first batch of supplies, which had already been sent to the colonies that still belonged to Loon on the southern continent. The local postal department and compradors then handed them over to the troops on the front line.

It is inevitable that some of it will be lost in the process, but these are the things of the children of nobles and will not be lost too much.

"Susie, I heard that a major general of the Levitt family has retreated to Port Berens."

Audrey stroked the fur of the golden retriever with a little sadness, and glanced at the new world map in her bedroom.

There is a red dot marking Alfred's location.

She could only roughly guess that her brother might be there, because war and unrest cut off the sea letter delivery routes, and Alfred might not have the opportunity to write to her when he arrived in a new place.

Berensport is a port city at the northern end of the South Continent, facing the Rorsted Archipelago.

If this place is also seized by the Church of Death, then the Balam Empire will truly control a strategically important port.

Therefore, Major General Levitt asked Rune to prohibit retreat and to hold on until reinforcements arrived.

"Do you think Major General Levitt can hold it?"

Susie shook her head. "I don't know, Audrey."

"But you haven't played the piano for a long time because of these things. I hope these things will end soon."

This news did not affect Loen's upper class society, and there were no fewer balls and banquets. The middle class and civilians, who were becoming increasingly negative because the southern continent no longer exported raw materials, had no time to care about this more depressing news.

But this news gave Audrey a sense of urgency. Ever since the day she heard Hibbert's story, Audrey had been in a state of urgency to prepare for battle at all times - if the Balam Empire owned the port, the war would be getting closer and closer to the Northern Continent.

The seal made of Sequence 5 Beyonder characteristics was placed on the table. Audrey sighed and hugged Susie tightly. "I don't know which demigod the kingdom will send to support us. Susie, I'm a little scared. We need to improve ourselves faster and become Sequence 6 as soon as possible..."

……

Sunday night.

Klein stood on the balcony, looking at the street scene outside through the gap in the curtains, and he couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

If nothing unexpected happens, he will start stealing the Antigonus family notes soon.

TBC
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Zaratul: (opens eyes) (smacks lips) (turns over) (continues to sleep)
(End of this chapter)