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

Chapter 320 Answer
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"Intis' economy is declining, and this level of decline may require state intervention. The employment rate is also falling..."

The True Creator thought about it. The current national situation was basically stable, and the church's blood transfusion was almost complete. He could hardly spare some time to observe the current situation of Intis, and understand the current market changes through people's prayers. ——Because of the change of faith, some devout believers who could not accept it chose to leave with their faith, while most people in Intis cared more about whether the Creator Church would be better or worse than the Eternal Sun Church.

The current answer is that the Creator’s Church is better.

Although people were relatively accepting of the fact that doing evil would lead to hell and doing good deeds would lead to heaven (and even cheerfully thought it was natural), the public disclosure of the existence of Extraordinary people did cause some panic in the country. Fortunately, the church had sufficient control, and while clearing out many dens of witches from Trier and across the country, it also cracked down on many hidden gatherings of Extraordinary people.

The church uses extraordinary means to identify these wild extraordinary people. Those with suitable personalities are absorbed into the church as non-staff members for further investigation. Those who are not suitable are restored on the spot, and a large number of characteristics and extraordinary items are brought under the management of the church.

This move destroyed the normal extraordinary ecology of Intis, eliminated a large number of spies from secret organizations, and almost cut off the channels for wild extraordinary people, but it also successfully maintained public order, made the extraordinary public and standardized, and turned them from urban legends into a consensus among the people.

The church now has sufficient resources to cultivate extraordinary people of multiple paths, but it is restricted by the times and technology. Although the real creator wants to cultivate some mid- and high-sequence storm paths as soon as possible to generate electricity, in fact, the most popular vote in the church is still for "cultivators."

In the previous disasters, the country's already scarce marine resources suffered a severe blow, and some coastal fields and mountains that could have been used for normal production were also polluted. If the True Creator does not take the initiative to purify them, Intis's grain production this year will plummet, and the country will have to rely on imported food to feed its people, and a large number of poor people will starve to death in various cities and villages.

"Purify the place before you leave."

The abyss eroded the reality and left a mess, it was a good thing that not many people died.

"I'll contact Frank, who has a lot of ideas, later... According to the report Klein submitted, all the survivors that can be contacted in the East Continent have a good reception to Frank's work. If the mushrooms are acceptable, we can investigate the land conditions and gradually deliver the increased wheat flour and chicken mashed potatoes..."

"...Of course, the most important thing is to wait until Klein has the ability to bring them out."

Klein has been at Sequence 4 for a month, but it seems that his mentality has not yet changed... The True Creator frowned and continued to respond to prayers.

Some businessmen were worried that the Creator Church would continue the various unspoken rules they had with the Eternal Blazing Sun Church, because the new church was too tough, and their bodyguards and subordinates, those wild Beyonders who had the power of life and death over most people in the hidden world of Beyonders, were now being beaten by the church one after another. After losing their backers, the industries that had originally relied on the church to turn a blind eye and made huge profits were forced to shut down.

The church does not have the time to take care of this group of people for now, and will settle accounts with them when it has time.

There are quite a lot of things that Feifan can solve, and apart from that, the only ones left are people's livelihood issues.

"There is no better way to develop during the war. Let's go see if the Steam Church has developed solar panels."

The True Creator responded to the prayers for a while, and issued an oracle to several currently important high priests in the church. The position of the Pope of the church was still vacant. Although it was not known whether there would be a Pope, the high priests who had just been promoted to Sequence 3 were full of energy.

As soon as this thought came into His mind, a familiar prayer came to His mind.

"Your pressure plan was quite successful. The witch successfully conveyed her last words and instructions to the people of Loen."

The devil's slow and unhurried voice came from the prayer, and it seemed that there was something else behind his words. The real Creator immediately felt that something was wrong.

"The Kingdom of Loen sent troops to suppress it?"

“It’s a little more severe than repression.”

The devil said, "You have successfully aroused the anger of the people and put pressure on the country, but George III is amazing. He sent in airships from the Feysac Empire to attack and bomb the marching crowd. Now there are no angry people in Backlund."

On the streets of Backlund, Edward looked at the black stains on the ground, feeling a little complicated and wanting to laugh as he said:
"I think my idea is right. Humans can actually surpass demons in terms of diversity."

The True Creator's brain took a full second to process the information just now. His vision connected with the eye that was with Edward. He looked at the ruins and the deserted streets in front of him, and raised his voice in disbelief:
"George III sent in airships to bomb the parade?"

"Yes."

The death toll was over a thousand. If you reached out your hand and grabbed a handful of the air, you could catch a handful of vengeful spirits and residual resentment. Edward took a breath and felt that the concentration of resentment and pain here was completely beyond the standard. He was about to leave this street that was full of blood - but in fact there was not much blood. Suddenly, his face became serious, and he said to the True Creator in a serious and sonorous manner:
"I am now blackmailing you morally. If you hadn't been determined to spread the news about the witch, how could Backlund's victims have gathered together? If they hadn't gathered together, they wouldn't have been killed by the airship. Even if they were really bombed, they shouldn't have all died. So it's you who killed so many people, ally, you should repent!"

"I see you are bored."

The True Creator sneered, "You're not going to blow up the airship, but you're making fun of me. Then let me ask you, how is Klein now?"

"Maybe he suffered some psychological damage. I saw him staying here alone for a long time. He didn't look normal."

"He happened to be nearby?"

"I wasn't there at first, but I passed by later."

The True Creator was silent for a moment: "What did he do after he came?"

“I did what I could.”

Edward said in a fair and calm manner: "He cleared out the people who were trying to take advantage of the situation in the crowd, saved some people who were almost trampled, and then protected the surrounding people."

"Then?"

"Then the bombing of Feysac came." Edward said, "Klein looked for survivors for a while, but didn't find any, so he left. Maybe he had other things to do."

There was silence between the two for a few seconds.

"We have done everything we can, right?" the demon asked. "Are you satisfied, ally?"

“…There’s nothing wrong with that.” said the True Creator.

He was silent for another second and changed the subject:
"Come back, Feysac will not let go of this opportunity. The intensity of the war will become more and more intense in the future. You should not stay there any longer. Get ready and go to the East Continent at the end of this week."

640
Backlund, Queens, in the Hall family's study.

After returning home, the Hall family, who had been tense all the way, finally breathed a sigh of relief. Lady Caitlin hurriedly pulled Audrey to change her clothes. Seeing Audrey's disheveled appearance with half of her petticoat torn and dragging at her feet, the usually elegant Countess almost fainted.

"Oh my god, honey, your shoes!"

Although Audrey tried to hide it carefully, her mother still found the shoe with a broken heel. Mrs. Caitlin hugged her little daughter distressedly: "Dear Audrey, we really shouldn't have let you go to the foundation alone..."

Audrey recalled that the heel seemed to have broken when she fell on the road.

However, the high heels were inconvenient when running away. They got stuck in the gaps between the broken bricks several times. It was only because of the Beyonder's body control that he did not fall frequently on the road. After they broke, it was still inconvenient to have one high and one low, but he didn't feel anything.

She quickly said, "No, Mom, I'm already a Mid-Sequence Beyonder. This is an emergency. I'm a director of the foundation, and this is my first job. I can't help but get involved."

Lady Catelyn held her daughter in her arms, stroking her smooth golden hair tenderly:

"You're right, honey, but you might have to work somewhere else in the future."

Audrey heaved a sigh of relief and smiled. "That's great, Mom. 22 Pacefield Street has been destroyed. We need a new office building. I have some suggestions..."

Lady Catelyn paused and changed the subject somewhat abruptly: "We'll talk about these things later, dear."

"You change your clothes first, let's go to the study, Dad has something to say to us."

Having said that, she let go of her daughter and asked the dressing maid to bring up some comfortable home clothes.

Audrey was a little surprised. She looked at her mother's expression and felt that things were not going as she imagined. She nodded silently, raised her arms, and began to change into clothes that she could not put on by herself with the help of the maid.

One, two, three... Audrey counted her clothes. The torn and dirty clothes were taken off one by one and thrown away directly. The petticoats, bustles, corsets, and outer skirts were put on one by one. The loose hair was re-tied, and the exquisite jewelry was put on one by one. Audrey became Miss Hall again.

She felt herself becoming heavier little by little, and seemed to feel the weight of "respectability" very intuitively.

A smile gradually appeared on the mother's face, and she finally became the familiar person in everyone's memory.

"The kitchen is preparing dinner, honey. Let's go to the study first." Lady Catelyn smiled and took her daughter's arm and led her into the main hall. "You can eat more today. If you want dessert, you can tell the kitchen."

"Okay, Mom." Audrey had to hide her emotions and put on her usual sweet smile. They walked up the stairs to the study, and after getting permission, they pushed the door open and entered.

Earl Hall and Hibbert seemed to be discussing something. Seeing them come in, Hibbert finally breathed a sigh of relief and smiled and nodded at his sister.

"The current situation..." Earl Hall sighed when he heard this.

He suddenly brought up something completely unrelated: "Audrey, how are you getting along with your pen pal lately?"

Audrey, who had just sat down, didn't expect her father to suddenly ask her a question. She thought about it and answered truthfully:
“She gave me a lot of useful advice and even invited me to her home.”

Count Hall twirled his beautiful mustache, Hibbert breathed a sigh of relief, and Audrey looked at them strangely.

"Dad, what's the matter?"

"Nothing, dear."

Earl Hall gently comforted his daughter, and then said, "Audrey, it may be cruel to say this, but you may have to end your work as a director of the foundation. We may have to move to Intis and start a new life."

"But it's okay. You will have a new foundation and new friends. Our lives will not be affected."

move place?

Audrey was a little unresponsive for a moment.

Moving to Intis?

"Dad, are you considering surrendering?" Hibbert asked in surprise.

Earl Hall nodded slightly and sighed again: "How could I not consider this situation?"

"Then you will be the new Earl Hall."

Audrey listened to the conversation between her brother and father. She opened her mouth and couldn't hold back her surprise: "Are we leaving Rune? Dad? Why are we leaving?"

Leaving Loen? Don't want to give up the Foundation? Many of the people we support have just been bombed. They are in desperate need of food and work. Some of their families have even lost their lives. If I leave now, wouldn't that mean they...?

No, we are nobles of Loen, why should we go to Intis?

Isn’t loyalty one of the virtues of nobility?
In front of his daughter, Earl Hall did not want to speak too bluntly, so he chose a more roundabout and euphemistic statement:

"None of us knows how long the war will last, and Loon is dangerous. Every one of us is dangerous."

"I've already lost a child, I don't want to lose you again."

When Alfred was mentioned, the three of them fell silent at the same time. Even Audrey became depressed and stopped questioning her father.

"The battle lasted for so long, and many of their people died. Many fields were abandoned, and prices in the city soared. They must have a strong demand for food, pastures, and forests. With my shares in Intis Suchit Bank, as well as some of the shares in Bavat Bank and Backlund Bank, I should be able to buy them off. Haha, at this time, only after these requirements are met can we talk about kinship."

Intis and Loen often have intermarriages, and many nobles are relatives, especially the believers of steam.

Hibbert's heart was pounding, but he was also quite puzzled:

"Dad, what about you?"

Earl Hall smiled bitterly and replied:
"Your mother and I are both devout believers and have a certain status in the church. When Loen falls and the church is destroyed, if we are still unwilling to leave the front line, the ending will not be good."

At this point, he comforted his eldest son:
"As long as the Hall family is still there, the title is still there, and the core assets are not lost too much, we will not have a miserable old age. After you convert to steam, remember to prepare a secret prayer room for us at home."

While they were talking, Audrey sat beside her mother in a daze, listening to the conversation between her father and brother like an outsider.

She suddenly thought of something and asked her mother in a low voice:
"Mom, who is my pen pal? Isn't she just a lady whose family is involved in charity? Who is she?"

Lady Catelyn glanced at her husband and son, then whispered to her daughter:
"You'll meet her later, Audrey, don't be nervous. She'll be your new friend, and our new friend as well."

Once Loen was defeated, his family would flee to another country, and they would have to live under someone else's roof, losing most of their property, leaving only the part they could use to make a living, and losing their decent life. Even if they could make a comeback, it would be difficult to return to the way things were before... Perhaps this was all for the best.

She looked at her beautiful daughter and sighed inwardly.

……

"Monsieur Dantès."

Richardson, who was promoted to assistant butler, did not find his personal valet, Enuni, so he took the initiative to knock on the door outside the study and called his employer: "Mr. Dantes, dinner is ready. Please go down to the restaurant to eat."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

The employer's mellow voice came from the door. Richardson responded and turned to leave.

Klein put down the paper crane in his hand and took a deep breath. His face moved for a while and turned into the appearance of Dwayne Dantès.

He had just stared at the paper cranes for a long time, wondering if if he used the "restart" ability revealed by "Mercury Snake" Will Auceptin on the marchers, would they return to their homes and end the march.

"No, it's useless. People's resentment will not stop. Even if they are allowed to go back, it will only brew for the second or third time."

Klein took another deep breath.

He was lucky, or rather, Benson and Melissa were lucky. Although they were delayed on the road for a while, when he arrived at the West District, the brother and sister had already safely retreated to the underground area without any injuries. Klein hid in the crowd and secretly protected them until the bombing ended, and then returned to 160 Böklund Street.

A deep sense of anger and powerlessness surged in his heart. He shook his head vigorously, trying to temporarily shake off the negative emotions, but to no avail.

He dressed neatly and went downstairs to eat with a normal look on his face. After dinner, Klein washed up as usual and went to bed to rest. There was no conversation that night.

The next morning.

During breakfast, the conscientious butler Walter brought today's latest Backlund morning newspaper as usual. Klein cut the pie with a spoon and opened the newspaper.

He saw the proclamation issued by George III in the name of Emperor of Roon.

"...I express my deepest condolences for the tragedy that occurred in Backlund yesterday. The cult members who called themselves the 'Witch Cult' instigated the people with lies that distorted reality, causing them to commit all kinds of chaotic and unreasonable behaviors, causing a huge disaster to Backlund."

"...I am deeply saddened to tell you that our people suffered huge losses in the attack on Feysac."

"Is all that Feysac did to us a bombing that took our lives? No, our soldiers guarded the borders and protected our people with their lives and blood... We lost too many lives. They could have had a better life, but they died in the war."

"Feysac destroyed all of this."

Klein calmly read the text on the page. He loosened his hand, and a twisted iron ball slipped from his palm.

He suddenly became interested in the Sequence 3 potion formula.

TBC
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Will try to get back to normal tomorrow.

happy New Year!

(End of this chapter)