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

Chapter 469 A few words
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Medici suddenly stopped talking in the middle of his words. Klein quickly turned his head and happened to meet the eyes of the silver-haired child.

He was stunned: "Angel of Destiny!"

There was no sign of anything happening. No giant Ouroboros appeared out of nowhere. There was no chaotic situation as Klein had imagined, where Medici would attack Silver City and call for punishment. The "Angel of Destiny" suddenly appeared before Klein and Medici.

Ouroboros seemed to notice Klein because of the voice, but he didn't look at him. He just tilted his head in Klein's direction.

"Orochi, it's only been a year since the reboot, how come you've grown so big?"

Medici had recalled the report given to him by the Aurora Society. The "Angel of the Holy Word" wandering in the God-forsaken Land reported the approximate restart date and exact birthday of Ouroboros. The other party was not even one year old yet, but looked like a child of six or seven years old.

One month is almost like a year.

Klein subconsciously compared his height with his own. After becoming an "Ancient Scholar", his height increased again. He was now about 1.8 meters tall, half a head shorter than the Red Angel. Ouroboros on the opposite side was almost as tall as his chest.

“Is this the height of someone who inherited the bloodline of a giant…” Klein was speechless for a moment, remembering something the “Sun” had said.

——The average height of people under 18 in Baiyin City is meters.

Medici was a little surprised, but not that surprised, as he had already guessed such a development.

In the past Third Age, when the "Angel of Destiny" restarted, it would look for a devout couple, and then slowly grow up in a safe environment, and show superhuman piety and good luck at a young age. In dangerous times, it would also shorten the time it stayed in its mother's womb, shorten the time it grew up, and become itself as soon as possible. Now that the end of the world is approaching, it would be too luxurious to continue to grow at a normal speed. Therefore, Ouroboros was only eight months old, and he could appear as a six or seven-year-old child. Medici was not too surprised at all.

Klein didn't know when Ouroboros restarted. He only remembered that Will mentioned that some time before he found Him, Ouroboros, who was about to find Him, suddenly restarted. He also seized the opportunity to restart and completely got rid of Ouroboros's pursuit.

It had not been more than a year since then, so Klein couldn't help but look at Ouroboros a few more times. However, it was not surprising for a mythical creature to change its growth state. After his initial surprise, Klein quickly calmed down.

Then he began to think about how to keep Will's secret.

Will has helped me many times, and I would never do something like selling out information.

While he was thinking, Medici had already walked up to Ouroboros and said:
"Big Snake, why did you trick me in here?"

...Wait, are you just asking me directly? Why don't we start by asking about the situation of the people in Silver City? You are only Sequence One now. If Ouroboros throws a loop at us, won't we be trapped here and die?
Klein's heart skipped a beat.

He still vividly remembered how "Sun" Derrick and the Chief of Silver City were trapped by a mural. Now there was no Sefirah Castle!

Ouroboros did not speak, nor did he even look up at the Red Angel. Besides the fact that the "Angel of Destiny" was always taciturn, he was only as tall as Medici's waist. If he looked up to meet the Red Angel's gaze, his chin would have to be raised to the sky.

Ouroboros didn't speak, and neither did Klein, so Medici started talking.

Medici moved his arm, wanting to pick up his old comrade who was now over a meter tall, but he held back when he remembered that Klein was still here. He looked around, pointed at the frozen small camp on their side, then pointed at the Silver City in the distance, and asked:
"Are you in charge here?"

"What about the Holy Word Angel? Won't He be touring the Eastern Continent?"

"What's it like inside this city? Have you been attacked by that kid Amon? How many people are still not infected?"

He asked questions one after another, and after asking them, he looked straight at Ouroboros, waiting for his answer. The 1.9-meter-tall war angel lowered his head and looked down at a child who was just over 1.0 meters tall. The two angels' current appearance made it seem like they were asking questions that were bullying a child.

Ouroboros still didn't speak, but this time he seemed to be thinking. After a moment, he slowly spoke:
“I didn’t let Him get close.”

Medici was surprised and asked, "Isn't your voice a child's? Why did you use an adult's voice to talk to me in the dream before? Big Snake, we have such a good relationship, I can't tell that you are so reserved in front of me now, is it because I have been dead for too long?"

Hearing this, Klein almost had the urge to cover his ears - what old friend would mention his own death after just a few words? - He looked at Ouroboros's clean and expressionless face, and suspected that the reason why the "Angel of Fate" didn't like to talk was not only because he really didn't like to talk and wanted to prevent his fate from being revealed, but also because his old friend always said things that made people unable to answer.

However, Ouroboros' answer is also very interesting. If I understand it correctly, this sentence answers three questions at the same time.

Second, this "Angel of the Word" came but was driven away by Ouroboros.

Third, the reason for driving them away was probably that they were indeed attacked by Amon, and a Sequence Two was useless.

From this, we can infer that the only reliable fighting force in the City of Silver is Ouroboros, which means that He is protecting the city.

Klein was a little puzzled. Ouroboros probably protected the people of Silver City for the sake of the True Creator. But if He was still on the side of the True Creator and had good intentions towards him, why did He trick him into coming in?
Is it because of Will?

...But he couldn't get any information about Will no matter what he did. Will's hiding and escaping skills were definitely on par with Pales Zoroast. If he really brought him fatal danger, he would probably have restarted and left as soon as he entered the God-Forsaken Land.

Klein couldn't figure out the connection for a moment.

"Is that so..." Medici nodded. He couldn't help but lifted Ouroboros by the back of his collar and lifted him up into the air, so that they looked at each other. "It's too tiring to talk to you with my head down, Snake. Besides this, are you hiding something else?"

Ouroboros stared into His eyes, with an expression on his face that Medici was most familiar with.

The most familiar look, one that I have seen countless times and one that I will never forget even after dying for a thousand years.

“… Tsk, okay, I know you have seen something incredible from fate again, but you can’t tell me, right?” Medici was helpless with this look. The “Angel of Fate” just wouldn’t say anything, so He had to change the subject, “Don’t you want us to go into the city and take a look?”

Ouroboros narrowed his eyes, looked at Klein, then at Medici, and then nodded.

"gone."

Medici put Ouroboros on the ground and waved at Klein.

The latter, who hadn't said a word the entire time, immediately followed and entered the Silver City that he had longed for with the two angels. …

Sonia Island, edge of the primeval forest.

Alger Wilson stood on a thin branch, looking at the harbor and the blue sky not far away.

There was a strong wind swirling around him, but it did not spread out to affect the trees next to him.

The envoy Danitz was in the forest behind him, leading a group of people to cut trees, collect vines and fruits, and go back to hold a mass for the newly converted believers of the sea god and repair their dilapidated houses. He stood on a high place, staring at the distant coastline in a trance.

"Mr. Fool hasn't given us any revelation for a long time, and the mark on my hand hasn't shown any abnormality... This shows that His previous state was indeed a bit abnormal."

"Don't pray, don't pray..."

"Where did he go? Has he fallen into a deep sleep? No, in many myths, when gods fall into a deep sleep or leave the earth, they need believers to preach and use prayers and piety to wake them up and bring them back. This should not be the case..."

“Is it the enemy? Mr. Fool has also encountered his own enemies. Are you worried that our prayers will be stolen by the enemy?”

"If that's the case, it's protecting us. I just don't know when the gods will be able to answer our prayers again."

“No, you shall not tempt God, nor speculate on God.”

God has no obligation to respond to their prayers. If God likes them today, he can gather them together for a Tarot meeting and watch these little humans playing house in front of him to please himself. If he encounters an enemy tomorrow, he can cancel the meeting. If he is in a bad mood the day after tomorrow, there is no need to hold the meeting again. If he feels better one day, he does not have to gather all of them together again and can look for others.

"Don't be lazy! Hurry up! I'm hoping to get back for dinner!"

The voice of the messenger Danitz came from the forest, along with the sounds of others responding, chopping down trees, and pruning branches.

As his thoughts raced, Alger lowered his head. He did not recite the honorific name of “The Fool” but spoke piously:

"Thank you for your kindness and tolerance."

After thinking and reading, Alger jumped down from the branch and landed on the ground in the wind. He also slacked off for ten minutes. He felt that as the "Pope" of this embryonic "church", he should naturally help the group of people who cut trees and collected wood.

After gathering supplies and secretly preaching to the people here, they have to return to the Rorsted Islands and Bayam as soon as possible. The believers of the resistance are still waiting for them to go back and pray!
“Now, there are probably several thousand followers of Poseidon, right?” Alger thought cautiously.

Believers often tell of the responses and miracles of the Sea God in the past, but nothing happened during this period - that was natural, after all, the "Fool" no longer responded, and the Sea God naturally fell silent. However, people's enthusiasm did not disappear because of this. Instead, more pirates and fishermen who made a living on the sea began to regard the Sea God as their second belief.

Alger felt that he had done a good job in slowly expanding this small organization without angering the God of Thunder.

……

"Oh, my 'Seagod's Scepter' is in the round tower of Silver City. 'Sun' told me the location and sealing method of the sealing room. If I retrieve the 'Seagod's Scepter', I will have more power... However, the inland of the East Continent is too far away from the Sonia Sea. I definitely can't hear the prayers of the 'Seagod' believers during this period. I don't know how Mr. 'Hanged Man' is doing."

Klein thought as he followed Medici into the City of Silver, still thinking about the "Poseidon".

He made up his mind that after leaving the God-Forsaken Land, the first thing he would do was to visit Mr. Hanged Man at sea. This member was the most suspicious and extremely insecure. During the time when the Fool disappeared, he had tossed and turned countless times.

As soon as he entered the City of Silver, his eyes suddenly widened.

The whole city was in a state of stagnation, just like the small camp he saw outside!
Everyone, everyone on the street and in the house, regardless of gender, age or status, were all frozen in a certain moment. There was no panic, no fear, no unnatural emotion on their faces. It was as if it was just an ordinary day and everyone was walking on the road, and suddenly everyone was paused by the "Angel of Destiny".

Klein looked left and right, but didn't see Derrick among them, and he suddenly became more uneasy.

"What's going on here?"

Medici helped him express his doubts.

Ouroboros replied calmly: "Amon."

"I gave the people of Silver City a hint, but they didn't notice. Later, I blessed the strongest person in Silver City and helped him advance to Sequence 3. He was freed from Amon's parasitism and had basic self-protection capabilities. Then I found a way to save the others."

"He fought against Amon, but his power was insufficient, so Amon parasitized three-fifths of the city and prepared to gather the power of all the clones in the city to reach Sequence 2 and let the will of the main body descend to wipe out me and the entire city."

"I paused this city, causing everyone's life cycle to temporarily stop, and their fate also stopped on that day."

"You said so much?"

Medici was surprised. It was the first time that Klein saw this taciturn angel speak so many words at once. He looked at the sculptures all over the city and was silent for a moment. He couldn't help but ask:
"Everyone?"

"Everyone," Ouroboros answered him, "including your angel."

Derrick... Derrick has indeed been parasitized! Klein had a premonition, but when he heard this, the anger and sadness in his heart still burst out. He wished he could kick Amon into the ground and step on him a few times like Medici did before!
"Is it deep parasitism?" Klein asked with the last glimmer of hope.

Ouroboros' tone remained calm, as if fate itself was as calm as before:
"Amon has never parasitized the pagans at a shallow level."

TBC
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good night!

(End of this chapter)