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

Chapter 441 The Courage of Having Nothing
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Klein's heart slowly sank.

Of course he hoped that this was just his own guess, the worst guess, that in fact nothing happened to anyone, but he couldn't think of any better developments, and he couldn't deceive himself, because Amon's actions and personality completely limited his imagination.

Hermes obviously realized the truth of the matter. He gave Klein a subtle and soothing look, then spoke a few words casually to the guard, and quietly ended the dream and left his will.

At the edge of the Moon City stronghold, the guard's body suddenly shook, and he suddenly woke up due to losing his balance.

I almost fell asleep while leaning on my weapon!
The guard was frightened by his own negligence in duty. As long as the people living in this land leave the city, they must remain extremely vigilant at all times. A simple doze may cost everyone's life - because dreams here are always dangerous.

He looked around nervously and found that his companions were still eating around the fire, and the meat soup in the pot had only been reduced by about half.

The guard finally relaxed and confirmed that only a few minutes had passed. He patted his face, pulled himself together, and continued to stand guard and patrol.

Far away outside the stronghold, Hermes opened his eyes again.

Medici continued to perform the duties of the "audience", using his own status to support "psychological invisibility". He and Hermes exchanged glances. The "audience" angel in the team nodded and said in a deep voice:

"You two should have understood the current situation."

He looked at Medici again: "Your Majesty the Red Angel, Your Majesty the Angel of Time and I have only a limited understanding of each other, so I dare to ask you, when pagans and believers of the Creator live together, will Your Majesty the Angel of Time show leniency to the believers of the Creator?"

Medici took a bite of the apple that smelled like roast chicken. It made a sound that was not like the sound of fruit, but more like the sound of biting a bone. He smiled:

"What a joke you are talking about, Hermes, has it been so long that you can't remember? When will the Lord allow pagans and believers to live together? This kind of thing will never happen."

"Besides, I don't believe that the current Amon would do this."

Medici took another bite of the apple, chewing it with a crunch. The overly strong aroma made Klein look sideways frequently. He wanted to ask several times what the apple tasted like and where it was grown. But his spiritual intuition told him that he might not want to know the answer.

With Amon's ability, it is very easy to pick out the devout believers from the pagans, and it is also very easy to cure the physical defects of the devout believers...but the problem is that He does not think He should do these things.

This is the difference between mythical creatures and humans.

If a human angel who believed in the ancient sun god stayed alone in the Eastern Continent, he would definitely provide some help to the distressed humans with the same faith, just like the "Angel of the Word" Stifo who has been wandering here since the sun set.

The "Angel of the Word" was indeed one of the angels who had followed the ancient sun god, and was one of the "angels surrounded by shining figures" in the scriptures and murals. However, he had fallen along with the true creator, and his spirit and views had been polluted by these bloody and crazy spiritual forces. In addition, hundreds and thousands of years had passed, and his emotions were weak, and he would no longer take the initiative to help the survivors of the God-forsaken Land.

The "Angel of the Holy Word" does not think that the outside world is beautiful. Instead, he enjoys the Eastern Continent and this kingdom of God with shadows and sin more.

He believed that the outside world was a world full of temptations, evil, and traitors, and he was unwilling to tell the survivors what the outside world was like.

However, as a believer in the true Creator and as an insider of the "Feast of Betrayal" (at least he himself thinks so), Stifel will selectively pass on the faith of the true Creator to certain survivors, so that these people who have fallen into despair and doubt will have a new faith to rely on - a mad god who can talk in delirium is always better than the Creator who has remained silent for more than a thousand years, isn't it?
God will mutter in his sleep, and will frequently request God to descend, and will even mutter to the point that the "listeners" of this path will die if they do not advance within a year. Although this is cruel and terrifying, it also proves that the existence of the true creator is real and reliable, and that it is very active.

"Amon wouldn't do that."

For Amon, belief in the ancient sun god is a must.

Those who believe will not be rewarded, but those who change their faith will be punished. This is quite unfair, but this is Amon's attitude. Among the countless destroyed cities in the God-forsaken Land, there is a town that lost all its lights in an instant because of conversion.

In the silence that had different meanings among the crowd, Medici finished eating the apple in his hand, put his hand on Klein's shoulder, and said in a calm tone:

"Just prepare for the worst. I mean, prepare for the complete destruction of this city."

“Although, for some reason, Amon, who has obtained Sefirah Castle, cannot watch the Eastern Continent for a long time, but He is now The Fool, the benevolent god who gave the Eastern Continent’s survivors the help they needed. Regardless of whether you can gain their trust, as long as you appear before their eyes, they will definitely choose to pray to The Fool immediately and report our actions.”

"The worst plan? To put it bluntly... Klein, you should know what I mean."

Medici rarely called Klein's name seriously instead of "you kid". He looked at the real "Fool" standing in front of him and saw that the other party was calm and silent. After thinking for two seconds, the Red Angel chose to speak directly:

"I know you have helped these people, listened to the prayers of the people of this city, and seen their joyful smiles, but now this place has become a battlefield. This is war, a small, invisible war. You are on the battlefield and cannot retreat. You must move forward."

"What would you do if they attacked you?"

"If they are controlled by Amon and become his puppets or clones, crying to you for help without knowing whether it is true or false, and at the same time they want to unite to kill you, what will you do?"

"If everyone in the city has been parasitized and will die or go out of control if the parasite is removed, what would you do?"

Hermes, who was watching the situation in the distance, turned around and looked at Klein. He frowned and guessed that this young man might be a follower of the ancient god "The Fool" based on the information that "he is a fellow countryman of the Creator". After all, they are both ancient and mysterious beings.

Klein fell silent.

Becoming hostile to the people of Moon City and Silver City, using force against them, or even fighting to the death... To be honest, Klein had never considered this issue since the day he met "The Sun".

But now, this seemed to be something that was almost certain to happen, forcing Klein to face this cruel reality.

"I…I can't answer that question."

Faced with such a situation, even Klein couldn't help but feel a little tricky. He had never considered it from the perspective of force. Two angels willing to assist him were enough to suppress the two cities that didn't even have Sequence 3. But this was not what he wanted. He tried hard to think about whether there was a way to avoid fighting... Amon was not in the East Continent now, and he might not care about the few survivors of the East Continent who had converted. Did he really have to kill all of them?
He was totally unable to understand Amon's thoughts, and cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

"Your Highness the Red Angel."

Hermes spoke for Klein and relieved his mental stress: "The situation is not that serious yet. I have checked and found that most people in the city are mentally normal. There is a small number of parasitic beings and perhaps there is still a chance to save them."

——There are also two states of "parasitism".

The initial parasitism is similar to the relationship between Pallez Zoroast and Leonard, which is at a shallow level. Voices can be heard and behaviors can be interfered with, but the host's thoughts and thinking cannot be directly affected. If communication is to be achieved, sound must be relied upon.

Deep parasitism is a complete control that is close to the fusion of the two.

"But there is a solution to deep parasitism, isn't there? We can rely on the Great Being and handle it through rituals that will get responses."

Medici sneered, but did not refute:
"Hermes, haven't you figured out the power and status of Amon yet? Where can you find a high-ranking being willing to help? Are you planning to ask for mercy from this... (Medici stamped his feet) person, or are you going to ask the Hidden Sage for help?"

Hermes looked at Medici calmly with a clear gaze: "Which one do you think is better?"

“Neither of them is good.” Medici frowned and looked at Klein again. “It’s mainly you. What are you going to do?”

"..."

Klein, who was suddenly asked this question, stood up straight as if he had just woken up from a dream. He seemed to have just come back to his senses from his thoughts and gave Medici and Hermes a firm look:

"I'm going to negotiate with the people of Yuecheng."

“Hey!” Medici laughed and patted Klein’s shoulder vigorously. “Are you looking for death?”

Klein shook his head and said seriously, "Based on my understanding of Amon, I think Amon likes to bully the weak. If you two angels showed up, He might kill them all and parasitize or turn all of you into puppets. If I negotiate with Moon City under the banner of The Fool, I might not be killed by Amon right from the start. He might, might choose to toy with me, torture me, and make me fall into despair."

"You're crazy." Hermes also disagreed with Klein's idea. "If you enter Moon City, you will have to communicate with the high priest. He is very likely to have been parasitized. If you walk over like this, you will just be giving it to Amon for free!"

“Yes.” Klein asked back, “But what can I give Him for free?”

This sentence made Hermes suddenly stunned. "I have nothing, Mr. Hermes."

Looking at those light golden eyes, Klein spoke word by word with great seriousness:
“I am not The Fool, nor am I The Fool’s Envoy, nor am I anyone else. I am just an ordinary Sequence 3 Beyonder. There is nothing in me that is worthy of the attention of an Angel King who has already obtained Sefirah Castle.”

“I have no value and am even less hated by Him than these converts, so that I have a chance to survive.”

"Even if there is only one person who has not been parasitized, I will try to save him from Amon's clutches."

This... Hermes was still reluctant, but just when he was about to say something to dissuade him, a hand suddenly pressed on his shoulder. The power from the mental connection made him hold back, and he couldn't help but look at Medici.

"Well said, Klein, do whatever you want. Anyway, we don't have the ability to beat up Amon now, right?"

Medici said this in a nonchalant tone, then looked at Klein. After carefully sizing him up, he suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled.

"I will do everything I can to help you."

"Because I believe you."

TBC
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Tingen.

Leonard finished reading the documents in his hand, wrote comments and stamped them one by one, then pushed everything on the table forward and poured it heavily onto the cushion of the high-back work chair provided by the Storm Church.

"Old man, what day is it?"

He counted the days on his fingers, bored:

"It has been twenty-three days since Kurt found me... no, it has been twenty-three days since The Fool suddenly asked me to get close to Thunder Church. It will be a month soon. In this month, I have spent twenty days in Thunder Church and have not even left the church! My voice has become louder and I will subconsciously beat my chest when I pray. Do you have any clues, old man?"

Pales didn't want to pay attention to him, because there was nothing he could do.

Dozens of days of boredom were nothing to an old angel with a lifespan of four figures, but Leonard stayed here safely not only for himself but also for Him. He had no choice but to chat with Leonard from time to time to relieve his boredom and irritability - although in the eyes of other people in the Thunder Church, it was obviously even more abnormal for this deacon of the Church of Darkness to suddenly talk to the air while walking and mutter to himself everywhere.

He comforted the young man and said, "Be patient."

"Old man, it's not that I can't stand the loneliness. I just want to know why I have to stay in the Storm Church?"

Leonard sank into his chair and sighed:

"You, Mr. Fool, or Klein, all of them seem to know something but won't say anything! Forget it, I can't say anything about you. After all, you are better than Klein. Klein simply disappeared without a single message to me."

"…I'm afraid your former colleague is in some trouble."

Pales organized his words and said slowly:

"I can roughly guess that the Fool's departure must be related to Amon. This should be because their struggle is ongoing, or the outcome has already been decided... Didn't the God of Thunder approve of the Fool asking you to take refuge in the church of the God of Thunder? This proves that the God of Thunder has at least reached a certain degree of tacit understanding with the Fool... I am even less convinced that the Fool is the old friend I knew."

Leonard's brain was now somewhat developed. Through his previous mission experience, he was keenly aware of the intelligence:
"The 'Fool' you know has a conflict with the former God of Thunder? And it's impossible for them to cooperate?"

"It's not a life-and-death feud, but it's hard to reconcile." The Thunder God, whose subordinate has become the "Mother of Heaven," must say that he might support Antigonus and save face for the Mother of Heaven... It's not impossible, but it doesn't fit with the Thunder God's usual self-esteem and arrogance. Pales said calmly, "...I am 80% sure that the 'Fool' is not the person I know."

"He is either the Sequence One of the 'Fortune Teller' Pathway that has never appeared, or the activated Sefirot itself."

"That……"

Just as Leonard was about to speak, there was a knock on the door outside his special approval office.

Leonard sat up straight instantly. Soon, a man pushed the door open, holding a file bag in his hand. As soon as the door was closed, he simply bowed with the unique impatience of Storm Path, and then said:
"Captain Mitchell, your team at Blackthorn Security Company has something that I need you to confirm."

Leonard raised his eyebrows, and as he stood up to get his clothes hanging on the hanger, he asked, "Did Frye and the others encounter any problems? I remember that half of my captaincy authority was transferred to Frye, and he is qualified to handle most of the daily affairs."

"I don't know about that."

The Beyonder who delivered the message shook his head, then took the initiative to grab the door handle and said, "Captain Mitchell, please come with me."

"Go out?" Leonard was a little surprised. "The Thunder Church allowed me to go out?"

"Please don't talk like you're being held captive by us!" The Thunder Church member immediately retorted, in an impatient tone but using honorifics, "Master Frye is waiting in the meeting room outside. You don't need to leave the church, just go to the meeting room on this floor."

"Oh."

Leonard finally felt relieved. After all, all the affairs in the past half month were handled directly by asking Frye and others to come to the "River and Sea Church" to hand over. So he naturally walked around the desk, put on his coat, and walked over.

Seeing him coming, the Extraordinary Person tactfully took a half step back and opened the office door a crack.

Leonard was about to reach out to take the file bag in his hand, when suddenly, his eyes blurred. It seemed that silver lightning struck from the sky, or as if a ball of lightning suddenly shattered the glass and smashed in. In an instant, the whole room was filled with dancing silver snakes!
But before Leonard, who was only Sequence 5, could react, everything was over in an instant.

He blinked, and after two full seconds, the snowflakes in front of him gradually disappeared. Then, he saw that the Beyonder who was only two or three meters in front of him had disappeared, and turned into a charred human silhouette, with his charred hand still hanging on the door handle.

Leonard was stunned, his brain unable to process the information implied by the situation.

After more than ten seconds, some spiritual light began to gather around the human outline, condensing into the appearance of extraordinary characteristics.

Pales, who had been silent with Leonard, suddenly spoke:

"Open that door."

"Don't take that hand away."

"okay."

Restraining the disgust in his heart, Leonard pinched the door handle with two fingers, turned it with his severed hand, and opened the door a crack.

Leonard's pupils suddenly shrank - behind the door was not the corridor of the office floor, but an abstract, brightly colored world!

——Behind the door is the spiritual world!

The spirit world? Why is it the spirit world? Leonard was stunned. Suddenly, he heard a soft snap. Something fell from the broken arm and landed on the ground. It turned out to be a dead, transparent insect with twelve segments.

Leonard understood everything instantly and knew what this extraordinary person wanted to do.

"Amon..."

This is the power of the "door" path... Was it stolen by this clone? It doesn't seem like it... The old parasite seemed to be infected by his fear. After a long time, it gathered and contained the time worm that was sent to the door. Then, it said in a sighing tone:

“I can no longer see through Him…”

(End of this chapter)