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

Chapter 494 The Process of the World

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"...Then please rest on the Mirai while you're on your way to the transit island."

Alger was somewhat surprised that the World was willing to stay on the Poseidon instead of the larger, more comfortable, and more advanced Future. Although it involved issues of faith, Cattleya the Hermit was a trustworthy acquaintance and would not do anything bad.

"Dinner will be in the restaurant around seven."

Alger turned and said to Derrick.

"Okay." Derrick nodded seriously.

He turned around again and looked into the distance behind him. He could vaguely see a large number of people on the coastline of the East Continent.

The Poseidon was not too big, but it was the largest ship in the base, and with the blessing of extraordinary power, it could accommodate more than 200 people. Even so, it was still far inferior to the fleet brought by Cattleya.

Most importantly, the food that they had originally planned to feed two hundred people for a week was almost used up in the banquet just now. Alger pulled back from the brink and managed to save the last small amount of food from Danitz. This was enough for them to at least reach the mid-range island.

After the exchange, everyone returned to their cabins to wait.

After arriving at a fairly spacious room that Alger had allocated specifically for him, Klein immediately took out a pen and paper and lay down on a one-meter-long small wooden table, preparing to write a letter.

He thought for a moment, then wrote with a faint smile:

"Dear Mr. Azik:
"It seems like I haven't written to you for a long time, because I went to the God-forsaken Land and had a wonderful trip."

“There are only two kinds of creatures there: living intelligent creatures and monsters. Those intelligent races are either cursed or have become obviously deformed. They are more miserable than I had imagined.

"I tried to help them."

"In the beginning, I made a promise that I was unable to fulfill. Later, I gradually had more exchanges with them. I once thought about what kind of changes my actions would bring to them, and even resisted continuing to help them. Later, I gradually got the answer: this is not just for the ceremony, for the anchor, to satisfy my own compassion, to help these people who never gave up get what they want, so that the people of the East Continent no longer have to sleep with weapons, gradually turn into monsters or kill their loved ones. It itself is meaningful..."

“A lot of people helped me and gave me guidance during the process.”

"It may be hard for you to believe, but I received help from the Red Angel and even faced a great being in person."

Neither Medici nor Ouroboros participated in the banquet, nor did they go on board the ship, but the two angels didn't need to worry about it anyway.

Klein thought for a moment and took out some souvenirs from the East Continent from his pocket—a flute made from the bones of extraordinary creatures, and several pieces of gorgeous feather products made from extraordinary creatures. He put these items with distinct styles aside, preparing to send them to Mr. Azik later.

"I'm happy, I'm glad I could help them."

"Now, I am in the same fleet with them, waiting to go to the outside world and start a new life on the island."

"Apart from those hardships, the situation in the entire God-Forsaken Land is completely different from the outside world. At night, the entire continent is like a series of oil paintings with black as the main color. Even if there is sunlight, there are still countless dangers hidden in the dark."

"What's surprising is that I saw a river here that couldn't be seen in the light. I was very puzzled at the time, but today I finally came up with a guess. I suspect that this is related to the 'River of Eternal Darkness', one of the nine essences..."

"This reminds me of the spiritual city of Calderon, and the golden phoenix ornaments you mentioned before... It is said that the phoenix ancestor and the 'God of Death' can use the 'River of Eternal Darkness' to a certain extent. Could it be that this being has also tried to contain the source substance? I wonder if you know anything about this?"

"I have been in the God-Forsaken Land for a long time, several months. As the New Year of 1350 approaches, I heard that the war outside is gradually shrinking, mainly internal purges and border wars. But the conflicts between countries and gods have not changed, and there are more forces stirring in the darkness. I think the current peace is not peace, but the beginning of a new change."

"But no matter what, for most people, the long-awaited peace has arrived."

"People are gradually returning to their normal lives. This is the picture I like, but some pains may never be healed..."

"I don't know if the end of the world will come on time in eighteen years, and I don't know when you will reply to my letter. I can only hope that everything will develop in a good direction."

"Finally, let me tell you one more trivial thing. I have been promoted to Sequence 2 and become a 'Miracle Master'."

"I took this step and became a complete mythical creature, closer to my goal. It is both a curse and a hope."

"Best wishes, your everlasting student, Klein Moretti."

After finishing writing, Klein carefully checked it before folding the letter and groping for the harmonica to summon Renette Tinicole from his body.

Klein played the harmonica, but after a full half minute, the room remained quiet, and the familiar figure with four heads did not appear in front of him.

"Isn't Renette Tinicole here?"

Klein was a little puzzled. He had never seen such a situation before.

"I should have mentioned this to the Angel of Temperance. They are all members of the Rose School, so they must have been in communication."

After waiting for a while, seeing that Renette Tinicole still hadn't shown up, Klein had no choice but to settle for the next best thing. He entered the spirit world through "teleportation" and released a friendly spirit asking for help. He casually communicated with the spirit creatures around him for a while, and finally chose a spirit creature that looked like a fish with wings and handed his letter to it.

Klein originally wanted to discuss the matter of reward with this spiritual creature, but when the messenger who dared to accept his commission opened his mouth to swallow the letter, his three wings and tail fin trembled, as if he sensed the breath of the "great master above the spiritual world."

Having inadvertently frightened someone, Klein could only chuckle and handed the letter to the courier whose number he did not know. He watched it circle in front of him, then fly into the depths of the spirit world like a stream of light and disappear in the blink of an eye.

When handing over the letter in his hand, Klein suddenly thought of the dogs of Fulgrim in the fog above Sefirah Castle.

“If I hadn’t lost Sefirah Castle… maybe they should be helping me deliver the letter at this moment?” Klein muttered to himself silently. Then his figure slowly faded and he returned to reality and sat in his cabin.

The huge sailboat was swaying slightly. The wooden planks of the cabin were not too thick, and Klein could hear the conversation between the half-giants.

"Where should I go next?"

He calmed down and carefully planned his future.

Where to go? Klein repeated the question in his mind.

“I kind of want to go back to Loen,” Klein thought.

The last time I visited Melissa was after I was promoted to Sequence 4.

He waited outside Backlund University, the school Melissa had applied to, pretending to be a college student, and watched Melissa and her new classmates leave get out of class together.

Since then, I have never gone back until now.

Klein wanted to go back, but he didn't dare to.

Because he was already involved at such a high level, getting close to his brother and sister would only bring disaster to them. For those who didn't know Klein's original identity, similar behavior would help them understand the relationship between Benson, Melissa, and Klein. For those who knew Klein's previous experiences, it would confirm one thing: Klein still retained his humanity and still cared very much about his family.

Therefore, staying away from Benson and Melissa is the best way to protect them.

Of course. Klein also learned about his brother and sister's situation through Miss Justice Audrey:
Benson showed his sophistication and tact in the Ministry of Finance, which was thrown into chaos by the death of the emperor. He also performed well in previous emergency disasters and was promoted many times. He has become the deputy director of the Fifth Department with an annual salary of 300 pounds.

Melissa is relatively worse.

At first, her studies went smoothly and she fully demonstrated her talent in mechanics. She was favored by her mentor Portland Mormont, who gave her a chance to become an extraordinary person.

——The president of Backlund University of Technology was a believer of the "God of Steam and Machinery" and had long since entered the Extraordinary Path. He was currently a Sequence 7 "Appraiser". He hoped that Melissa would become a Sequence 9 "Generalist" so that she could learn knowledge better, improve her memory, and lay a good foundation for future development in the field of machinery.

This is Melissa's secret, but she cannot hide it from the "audience" who have close contact with her.

At that point, Audrey assured Crane that Melissa was leaning toward saying yes and would make a decision in the next few days.

The inspiration enhanced by the "universalist" path is quite limited. Melissa is less likely to hear sounds that she shouldn't hear, or see images that she shouldn't see. With the approach of doomsday, the possibility of lower-sequence potions causing madness is further reduced. Moreover, he, a senior from the mysterious world, can help reduce the risk of losing control.

However, just when Klein was ready to acquiesce, the conflict between Intis and Loen suddenly broke out. The war of gods even broke out directly in Backlund, and the ocean soon submerged most of Trier. The principal who escaped the disaster moved directly to Intis with the church, taking away a large number of technical personnel, and almost half of the senior management of the entire Backlund University of Technology.

Just like that, the laboratory and project team that Melissa belonged to were shut down, and no one mentioned making her a Beyonder anymore.

"For a mechanical enthusiast, it must be very sad to miss this opportunity... And Mormont's attitude is the same. He doesn't want a believer of the "Goddess of Night" to get too many potions from the Steam Church..."

Klein now thought of this incident again. He didn't know how his brother and sister were doing after another half a year.

"As the end of the world approaches, the invisible barrier becomes increasingly fragile, and the Outer Gods' erosion of this world will become increasingly obvious. The probability of ordinary people encountering extraordinary events will definitely increase gradually. From this perspective, it is a good thing for Melissa to become a Beyonder. If she can successfully advance to Sequence 6 'Craftsman', that is, 'Mechanical Object Expert', she can not only fulfill her dream, but also protect herself and Benson..."

"But the problem is, Melissa's study life must be back on track now. How can I let an ordinary college student who has never been in contact with extraordinary people and has no extraordinary people around her get in touch with the Artisan potion?"

"Let Miss Justice find an opportunity to tell Melissa about the potion and the acting method without leaving any trace, and try to persuade her to agree? How far she can grow after that depends on herself. The most I can give her is some good luck, uh, the formula, the materials... I really am like a worried brother, haha, it was originally... Does this count as a 'wish' fulfillment in some sense?"

After ending his aimless thoughts, Klein felt a little more relaxed.

So he once again thought of his business.

"It is reasonable for me to go back to Loen, but I must try my best not to give Amon the opportunity to attack me."

——I really want to "teleport" directly to the main peak of the Honachis Mountains, enter the ancient palace between reality and the foggy town, and see if there is a chance to take the "Card of Blasphemy" that is most useful to me from the half "Fool" of the Antigonus family.

However, with his current strength at Sequence 2, he definitely does not have the ability to complete this task. He does not even have a matching secret doll - but when Zaratul was at Sequence 2, he was able to obtain the main materials for the "Mysterious Attendant" from half of the "Fool".

Of course, the premise of all this is that the "Goddess of Night" maintains the suppression and seal on the ancestors of the Antigonus family.

Also, the "Goddess of Night" doesn't mind seeing someone competing for the title of Lord of Mysteries.

...Thinking about it carefully, it seems that this goddess has been quiet for a long time and has not shown any inclination in this regard.

Ever since the Church of the Darkness inexplicably gave up some of its power in Loen, it has become much more low-key. Then the incident of George III occurred, and the "Sons of Chaos" did not let go of anyone with the blood of Augustus, probably gathering the flesh and blood of these people to prepare for their return - even the emperor of Loen was temporarily replaced by Thunder Pope Gad II. Loen is almost like Intis, although it is a polytheistic religion, it is called the "Kingdom of Thunder\Kingdom of the Sun".

Hiss...If His attitude is neutral, then can I find a way to test the goddess's thoughts first?

Prepare some high-quality occult tools and try to pray to the goddess of night...

But I must also be prepared to be rejected, or the Goddess of Night offers a high price that I cannot afford, then I can only think of another way... But there is no other way. Zaratul's Sequence 1 is gone, and Amon is still alive. The only choice I have is "Gate"...

But choosing "Door" means that I must agree to the request of the Demon of Knowledge.

How should we choose this?
Klein pursed his lips and fell into thought.

……

Just as the advance teams from Silver City and Moon City finally left the dangerous East Continent and officially began their journey to the New World.

The outskirts of the sea of ​​ruins of the war of gods.

Richard explored the edge of the sea for a long time, hesitating and not moving forward. Sometimes he made puppets with local materials and released them, and sometimes he jumped left and right. After repeated experiments, he finally convinced himself that there seemed to be no thunder that would suddenly strike him to death.

"This is not a good sign. It feels bad."

"The God of Thunder is not that good-tempered. Did I scold Him to His face? If I am not turned into ashes by a bolt of lightning, it would be an insult to the title of 'tyrant'. I must keep my mouth shut when I indulge myself in the future. I am afraid my life is like a candle in the wind."

Richard grumbled for a while without any guilt, but finally stood up and bravely walked out of the sea.

Calm and calm.

The golden sunlight carriage was running around in the sky, ears of wheat taller than people were swaying gently, there were local thunderstorms and tornadoes, and imaginary creations were running rampant. The ruins of the gods' war were calm and peaceful, and Richard could even hear someone snoring in the depths.

"Something's wrong! Something's wrong!"

Richard could clearly feel goose bumps appearing on his forearms. He rubbed his arms and took a deep breath.

His spiritual intuition did not indicate any danger, or it was as quiet as usual, but Richard did not think that the God of Thunder would ignore his blatant offense - He had struck him on the spot, and although he was disdainful, he was obviously ready to kill him.

"Tsk."

Richard thought of another thing.

"If I really died because of this, would Klein think that he died because I helped him? I have to write him a letter and tell him not to be too surprised and not to think that it has anything to do with him. Even without him, I would have died sooner or later for various reasons..."

While talking to himself, Richard had already taken out the small notebook he always carried with him, wrote a few words casually, then tore off the page and threw it into the spirit world.

Then, he gritted his teeth, entered the spiritual world, and quickly moved towards the southern continent from another direction.

TBC
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Southern Continent.

Azik Eggers, who was frowning from reading official documents, suddenly looked up and saw a winged fish-shaped spiritual creature suddenly appear in front of his desk. After spitting out a letter, it flicked its tail and returned to the spiritual world.

Azik's eyes lit up and a slight smile appeared on his face:

"Klein wrote to me again."

He picked up Klein's envelope and looked at it over and over again. He particularly liked the special colored feather on the wax seal. Due to the Balam Empire's worship of the feathered serpent, he carefully tore open the wax seal without damaging the feather and opened the envelope.

"He is always so energetic and active, with all kinds of new things to see and hear, but on my side, there is nothing to write about..."

Azik muttered to himself, thinking of the high suicide rate in the Balam Empire, he felt a headache. No matter how much he tried to pay attention to people's livelihood, it was useless, and the Death God Church and the Death God were indifferent to it. The special nature of the Balam Empire caused the people to have no great fear of death, so people who had no expectations for the living world would happily turn to death.

Therefore, in a sense, the current Balam Empire is the first country between the northern and southern continents to achieve de-slum development.

If Intis was left with nine out of ten houses empty due to a disaster, then the people of the Balam Empire committed suicide silently and died in their own homes.

“I don’t know where he went this time and what he gained.”

Azik forced himself to forget the negative state of the country and prepared to reach out for the letter.

At this moment, He suddenly felt that the light in the room had become dimmer, and it was time to light a torch.

"It's evening?"

Azik didn't take it seriously and casually glanced at the wall clock.

Four p.m.

"..."

The Archon of Death was stunned for a moment, then he turned his head abruptly to look at the large Balam-style window without glass, and saw that the sky was rapidly becoming dark, the white clouds turned black in an instant, and the whole world became dark within ten seconds.

He saw the coastline receding rapidly.

(End of this chapter)