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

Chapter 418 Let’s Talk

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The most notable feature of Amon, the "blasphemer" and "angel of time", is that he wears a monocle.

All people or animals parasitized by Amon will have a monocle or a circle shape on their right eye. Considering that the other party is the Angel King who carries uniqueness, Klein boldly guessed that the monocle is the uniqueness of the "Thief" path.

The name "Amon" was brought by the ancient sun god from the mythology of the old era, just like Adam, so there are not many duplicate names. The Amon family is full of incarnations of the "Angel of Time", and they have long disappeared in history.

For beings of this level, there is not much difference between calling them by their name and calling them by their honorific name; it just depends on whether or not to respond.

So far, Amon has only responded once when he was with Backlund, and then he has not responded since then. Judging from this situation, even if Klein took out his monocle and put it on, nothing would change.

Klein felt that Amon had probably not been called by his name as many times as he had been in an hour in the past few hundred years, but the other party didn't seem to be ready to show up. They had already reached the Loen-Feysac border. If Amon didn't come, he would have to increase the stimulation.

Thinking of this, Klein suddenly stopped and stopped next to the boundary marker.

The thunder above his head suddenly became louder, mixed with countless whispers that kept drilling into his ears and brain, as if there were two huge monsters fighting in the sky directly above him.

Those filthy words directly polluted and attacked his soul. Even if he blocked his hearing and plugged his ears, it would be of no use. While there was still thunder interfering, Klein simply gritted his teeth, walked four steps backwards, silently chanted the spell in his mind, and rushed to the Source Castle!

The flickering crimson light made Klein feel a little warmer in his heart. He felt as if he wasn't so lonely and that someone still cared about him.

The spirit appeared in the gray mist and sat in the position of The Fool. Klein felt the stabbing pain like a needle piercing his brain disappear without a trace in an instant. He breathed a sigh of relief, then frowned.

"Amon is not coming yet? How can you endure this?"

In order to ensure the smooth progress of the plan, Klein looked around and said, "It seems that I need to think of a way to force him in."

He looked at the pile of miscellaneous items that he had hidden with the gray fog, gritted his teeth, fabricated the figure of Gehrman, and directly sent a prayer to Danitz, asking him to make room for his things temporarily. After the other party responded almost instantly, he transferred all the extraordinary items, extraordinary characteristics, various miscellaneous items and money on the gray fog to him.

Danitz was shocked when he saw such a large pile of things, and wondered if this madman was planning to move to his place.

Thinking that his direct superior, German, might suddenly show up and supervise the work in the future, Danitz felt nervous.

As for the more dangerous ones, such as the "Poseidon Scepter" and the "Darkless Cross" and other high-sequence sealed items, Klein gritted his teeth and threw them directly to the City of Silver after a simple seal, asking "Sun" Derrick to entrust the chief of the council, Colin Iliad, to take care of them.

Derrick's reply came quickly:

"Don't worry, it has been received safely. There are many places in the sealing room of the round tower!"

Then, Klein glanced across the long bronze table. He waved his hand gently, and except for the area covered by black gauze and with a cross, all the signs behind the high-backed chairs that symbolized the paths of each party member disappeared.

"Miss Judgment hasn't had time to attend more meetings yet... and Fors's full moon whispers, I have to think of a way to deal with it later..."

Klein grabbed ten paper figures in one go and threw them all onto the red star that represented Fors Wall.

Now that he has reached Sequence 3, he is able to use some of the powers of this path in a relatively preliminary manner. He has just figured out the uses of some relatively simple "miracles" and has released these miracles through the medium of paper angels.

"Source Castle" is a high-sequence item corresponding to the three paths of "Fortune Teller", "Apprentice", and "Thief". It is extremely important and can produce a clustering effect on the corresponding Beyonders, and it has clearly attracted Amon's covetousness.

After a period of experimentation and exploration, Klein confirmed that "Source Castle" simultaneously possessed the power of these three paths, but he himself was a "fortune teller", and most of what he could leverage was usually concentrated in this area.

He cut off all contact with everyone and used gray fog to cut off the occult connection, hiding the true identities of the Tarot Club members.

After doing all this, Klein let out a light breath and scanned everything in the gray fog with a complicated look. Now the place was empty, except for the chair that he could not control. Everything seemed to have returned to the original state.

It was empty and silent, with only the eternal gray fog.

This was how it looked before Audrey and Alger came, this was how it looked after he blindly recited the Honored Name, and this was how this place looked for thousands or even tens of thousands of years before he arrived. He changed all of this, and this place changed him as well.

He went from being an ordinary person to the mysterious "Fool", and from being a person who knew nothing about the extraordinary world, he became a Sequence 3, learned countless histories and secrets, and even had the courage to look up at the sky.

Klein watched and watched, and suddenly laughed:
"I can't go back..."

“There’s no going back.”

He shook his head with a smile on his face, and slowly took off the topaz pendulum from his wrist.

“But I can still move forward.”

"I can't just die here yet."

Klein took out a Time Worm and placed it in front of himself.

"Its true form."

The topaz pendulum slowly began to spin. Klein closed his eyes and entered a bizarre dream.

……

Alger, who was standing beside the altar and helping Danitz sort out the debris of the "world", suddenly saw endless gray mist pouring out in front of him. This familiar scene made him subconsciously lower his head. Then, he felt that the great existence seemed to have done something. The gray mist suddenly became thinner, and the towering temple, the bronze tables and chairs, and the figure of "The Fool" were getting farther and farther away from him.

After a brief moment of daze, Alger suddenly felt panicked as he felt as if he had been abandoned by the gods. Then, he felt that the emblem that had appeared on his hand since his first Tarot Club began to heat up and slowly disappeared under his skin.

Alger stared at his hands, his voice trembling slightly, but he tried his best to hide it:

"Did you feel anything?"

"Clothes? Wallet? Hermann really threw all his luggage here. Why didn't he give me a suitcase as well? Cane? What the hell? It looks like it can heal wounds... Damn, this cane is making me grow weeds!"

Danitz was mumbling as he sorted and packed Gehrman Sparrow's belongings into different boxes. He packed the extraordinary items and extraordinary characteristics separately, and separated them with the spiritual wall. However, all dangerous things were not here. Danitz hurriedly stuffed a cane that seemed to be made of logs into the box as if he was holding a hot iron, and then pulled out the grass that had just sprouted on its head.

The Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom was incorporated into the Church of Storms, and Vice Admiral Iceberg, who was originally affiliated with the Church of Knowledge, was also affected to varying degrees. However, Edwina Edwards was lucky. She had her own power and reputation at sea, and the Church of Storms was happy to accept the goodwill of a pirate general. At the same time, in order not to provoke a large-scale resistance from the Beyonders of the Church of Knowledge, she was released again and her identity was recognized after paying some Beyonder items and powers.

In contrast, the "Golden Dream" was subject to some restrictions and the financial subsidies it received were reduced by more than half.

The current assistance to the Rorsted Islands rebels was basically paid out of Admiral Iceberg's own pocket, and it was mainly in the field of education. Alger didn't know this at first, but after realizing this, he stopped trying to persuade Edwina to give more funding.

"Huh? What's wrong? It's pretty normal."

Facing Alger's question, Danitz seemed to feel nothing. He breathed a sigh of relief and said to Alger:

"Let's find an empty room and move these things over. We also need to find someone to clean it regularly. That lunatic sent all his belongings here, and he might suddenly move in at any time."

Alger didn't think Danitz had the acting skills to hide it from him, not to mention that to the envoy of God, God's every move was more important.

But he still observed Danitz's micro-expressions for a while, and after confirming that the other party really knew nothing, he followed the pace with the things in his arms.

……

Backlund, East District, in a two-bedroom rental house. "Ha." Fors also saw the gray mist gradually moving away and becoming thinner. In extreme surprise and uneasiness, she couldn't help but laugh.

As a best-selling novelist, she has a rich imagination. In just a few dozen seconds, she has woven one terrifying story after another in her mind:

Mr. Fool paid for George III’s defeat with his own fall;
Mr. Fool's plan was discovered by the gods and he was besieged.

Mr. Fool's old injury relapsed, and he fell into a deep sleep again, no longer responding to prayers;
The "world" Gehrman Sparrow is unloved and is being hunted by his enemies...

The development of these stories is different, but the ending is very consistent, that is, Fors herself fell into the "Full Moon Whisper" again, lost control and turned into a monster.

But then, countless angels with spread wings suddenly appeared in Fors's spiritual vision. These angels rushed to hug her, and all kinds of lights were so bright that Fors couldn't open her eyes.

Fors was so happy that he turned into sorrow and felt that this was his "last meal".

Her roommate, Xio, sat on the sofa on the other side, watching Fors's expression change from fear to confusion to grief to incomprehension, and finally to the grinning laughter she had now. She felt deeply worried about her roommate's mental state.

"What are you doing?" Xio couldn't help but ask.

Huh… Fors exhaled, smiling, but looking very bitter, as if he would die on the spot in the next second:
"I just realized today that Mr. Fool is the most important man in my heart, uh, that "He"."

"...More importantly, you have to become a demigod as soon as possible and completely get rid of the full moon curse." Xio responded somewhat helplessly but seriously.

After joining the Tarot Club, she knew her friend's true situation.

“But I haven’t reached Sequence 5 yet!” The smile on Fors’s face really began to turn into grief. “How can I become a demigod? Hugh, Mr. Fool is gone, and Mr. World will be gone soon, and so will I. Mr. World’s face is scarier than a ghost, but he is a good man. I have converted to Mr. Fool. I cannot be buried in the Church of the Evernight Goddess. Remember to cremate me and find a public cemetery. Then, exchange my Beyonder characteristics and property for the Abraham family. This is my teacher’s contact address. I have failed his expectations…”

“Stop, stop, stop. Why did you start this?” Xio showed a headache and raised her hand to stop her roommate from mumbling endlessly in extreme tension and anxiety. “Didn’t you digest Sequence 6 very well? Maybe you can look for an opportunity to be promoted this year.”

“Let me survive the next full moon first.” Fors was very pragmatic.

"...You will. Don't say such discouraging words." Xio comforted his roommate, and then asked, "Why did Mr. Fool suddenly seem to have lost contact with us? Did something happen to him?"

“How could I know what happened between the gods? No, it’s as expected! Mr. Fool didn’t agree with the emperor who took human life lightly ascending to the throne, so he tried his best to stop him. As a result, both sides suffered losses, and he exchanged his own serious injury for the death of George III…” Fors had conceived all the contents of the story in an instant, but she didn’t dare to write it, and she didn’t even dare to think about it for a moment.

Xio's expression was a little subtle:

"Did the Fool participate in the murder of the Emperor? I arrived late, so I'm not sure."

"How could there not be? The gods all acquiesced, but 'He' still failed." Fors didn't want to discuss this topic. Her heart was filled with the terrifying whispers of the full moon. She stood up with some sorrow and walked back to her room with unsteady steps. "Xiu, you should also go to bed early. I've heard that the Beyonders of 'Arbitrator' and 'Lawyer' are out of control recently, and the Thunder Church is arresting people everywhere. You should also pay attention."

"Oh." Xio nodded and stood up as well, "I won't be discovered."

Fors didn't think there was anything wrong. She floated back to her room, fell heavily on the bed, and closed the door.
"Just be careful. It's getting harder and harder for wild Beyonders to survive in Backlund. I've already planned to move."

……

Leonard, who was patrolling in Tingen City, tilted his head in confusion and whispered:
"Old man, Mr. Fool's aura is disappearing. Do you have any clues?"

Pales said nothing.

"I also heard Klein's voice. He told me to go to the nearby Thunder God Church." Leonard didn't understand why, but he still obediently turned a corner and walked towards the "River and Sea Church" in Tingen City, which had just been renovated and expanded. He had a good relationship with the bishop of the church. The two of them often cooperated with each other, so staying outside for a while would not cause the other party to be disgusted. "Then I'll go for a while. There's nothing else to do."

Pales remained silent, as if determined not to speak.

Leonard felt a little strange, then he realized that something might be wrong. He immediately shut his mouth and walked quickly towards the River and Sea Church.

……

Above Sefirah Castle, Klein entered a dream.

In his dream, he saw layers of gray-white fog. The dream gradually became brighter, and the fog dissipated. Long bronze tables and high-backed chairs appeared one after another. He saw an environment that was exactly the same as his own Sefirah Castle, but it seemed to be the same changes since he first came here.

Klein suddenly woke up and realized that he was in a dream.

The Sefirah Castle in the dream was extremely quiet. Klein sat in the Fool's chair, wondering if this was a picture of his subconscious mind or an induction of his dream by Amon. After a while, he felt it was the latter. Amon was exploring the situation in Sefirah Castle through him.

So he consciously controlled it and did not let the changes continue. The "Crimson Star" did not light up, and the figures of the two original elders of the Tarot Club, "Justice" and "The Hanged Man", did not appear either.

This was why he chose to contact Amon through the "Dream Divination" in Sefirah Castle. Sefirah Castle could give Amon enough stimulation to allow Him to respond under the influence of his collective instinct. At the same time, Klein's status was high enough that Amon would not steal his thoughts, deceive him secretly, or change his mind.

After a moment of silence, he leaned forward slightly, supported his head with his right hand, and looked straight ahead.

Since Amon hasn't shown up yet, I'll just do what I want to do.

As a result, on the mottled long table in front of him, there appeared delicious food and exquisite candles, and the high-back chairs around it became more in line with the current era.

Figures materialized one after another. Some of them were young people with loud voices, some were chatting and laughing, there was a middle-aged man with some silver hair and his wife, some were women with oriental faces and short hair, almost fifty years old, some were young people enjoying delicious food while playing with their phones, and some were little girls laughing and chatting non-stop...

Behind them, new figures appeared one after another. They were Dunn, who had a high hairline and deep grey eyes, and Daly, who was wearing blue eyeshadow and blush…

With smiles on their faces, they sat above the gray mist, around a long, warm table lit by flickering candles, chatting happily and commenting on the food from time to time.

Klein maintained the same expression and posture as before, supporting his face with his hands, watching the scene silently, without any movement for a long time.

Until a certain moment, a figure suddenly appeared at the end of the long table. A young man wearing a black pointed wizard hat and an incompatible robe appeared at the position of the "world". He faced Klein from a distance and cut a piece of Old Era dessert in his hand.

He gently cut off a corner of the cake with a spoon and put it into his mouth slowly.

Only after the guest dressed as an ancient wizard finished eating the entire piece of cake, did he slowly raise his head with a smile.

"thanks for treatment."

Across the dimly lit crowd, the invited “Angel of Time” Amon smiled at Klein in a friendly manner.

He stretched out his hand and pinched his eye sockets. The crystal monocle on his right eye refracted the light, but there was no light in the Sefirah Castle.

Klein didn't say much. He didn't have much time to waste, so he asked directly:

"Do you want Sefirah Castle?"

He was so direct that he didn't expect that the smile on Amon's face and the action of pinching his glasses would suddenly freeze.

TBC
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Amon: 6
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