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

Chapter 527: Sudden Improvement

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The non-existent checkpoint at the Fenaporte border was quickly breached by the visiting demigod. Just a few minutes later, the priests of the Thunder Church, dressed in dark blue and dark black robes embroidered with silver patterns, entered the territory of Fenaporte.

Some tried to wave their weapons in resistance, but were knocked down by lightning as soon as they raised their hands.

The leading archbishop made a gesture, and the "Substituted Punishers" who stayed in the mainland filed out and took over the checkpoint. They used the speed and efficiency that the Thunder Church had always shown, and quickly gathered all the residents of this checkpoint and the border city behind it to the square, regardless of whether they were crying or unconscious, holding the relics of their relatives in a daze and chanting the name of the Mother Goddess.

"From now on."

The archbishop walked up to the platform made of three wooden boxes, looked down at the hundreds of people below, and said loudly: "The Feynaport Kingdom will be incorporated into the territory of the Loen Empire, and you will all become people under the protection of the great God of Thunder!"

The residents below reacted immediately to the issue of national sovereignty and faith. More than one person looked up and looked at the archbishop standing at the highest point with astonishment and anger. A young man in the crowd shouted angrily:

"You're lying! How could our kingdom suddenly be incorporated into your territory?!"

"Didn't you, Loen, just annexed Lunburg and Segar by despicable means? This is an invasion! Now you are extending your claws to the fertile land protected by the Mother Goddess!"

His words were echoed by many people, and there was a small commotion in the crowd.

Some people tried to touch the weapons, but were immediately restrained by the Beyonders of the Thunder Church. After being suppressed, most of them stared at the lightning that appeared on the bodies of these priests with wide eyes, feeling fear and uneasiness about the unknown divine power.

The archbishop easily found the young man who was talking in the crowd. After being discovered, the young man was not afraid, but straightened his chest. The archbishop's mouth curled up slightly. He needed such a person to oppose him, so that the conversation would be effective.

Besides, the policy given by the church this time is to appease and appease, but thunderous means are indispensable. Simply put, they should be gentle to these new citizens, show their kindness as the rulers, and don't be stingy with fear and power to make these people submit - as a Beyonder who gritted his teeth and jumped from "Storm" to "Reader" for status, and made great sacrifices and was looked down upon, the Archbishop certainly hopes to do things better. This is a brand new land, and the better it is cultivated, the higher he will climb in the future.

"No, you are wrong, young man."

The archbishop smiled, with the kindest smile and the gentlest tone, and said: "You have been defeated. Now, you are accepted by us as a defeated country. You will soon become two new counties of the Loen Empire, just like the countries of Lenburg and Segar."

"impossible!"

This time, not only the young man, but also the others in the crowd could not help but roar.

"Our troops haven't been dispatched yet!"

"Our king will not sit still and wait for death! Mother loves us and will not let us surrender to a country like yours!"

The archbishop suddenly grasped a key word from the middle, and he repeated the sentence just now:
"Surrender? No, I said, you have already been defeated."

"Will there be thunder and lightning raining down from the sky, turning everything around into scorched earth?"

"That's proof that you've already been defeated!" The archbishop couldn't suppress his inner smile. He glanced at the fearful or angry expressions of the people below, recording their emotions one by one. Then, he slowed down his tone and said softly:

"That is the consequence of your disrespect for the God of Thunder and Truth."

"To all the new citizens of the Loen Empire, please remember that your survival today is the result of the death of your family and friends. Your life does not belong to you alone, but to Feynbert and Loen."

A young woman's voice came, she stood out from the crowd and said angrily: "Sir, the God of Thunder killed my fiancé, my mother and his father. Even if we don't believe in the God of Thunder, we have never done anything disrespectful to the gods. Sir, since the god you believe in always talks about defeat and death, then why do we need to believe in such a cruel god?"

"Because He is the most powerful, He will protect you and me." The archbishop said kindly.

"Besides, you haven't lost your faith."

The archbishop answered every question fluently. He sneered in his heart because everything that had happened so far did not exceed his imagination. People only wanted so much: life, family, and wealth. As long as each of them could be promised, the dissatisfaction of most people could be settled. "The Mother Earth will still be Feynaporte's belief. However, you need to add the holy emblem of the God of Thunder to your church, and add hymns to the God of Thunder to your weekly worship."

"Being blessed by a powerful god is an unimaginable blessing."

The Archbishop said in a meaningful tone.

Just then, he felt something.

Looking up, I saw an airship taking off in the distance.

……

“You should have seen it coming,” Bethel said.

"You're right. I should have thought of that." Klein accepted it humbly and admitted his mistake immediately. Then he grabbed the thread of his spirit that was almost taken away and ran out of the mist of history. A long wolf howl came from the closed door.

"It seems that your plan to ask Antigonus to help attract Kotal has failed." Bethel was always blocked by Klein's good-boy attitude and couldn't say anything more provocative, but he had to say that it was very comfortable to get along with such a junior. "But don't worry, judging from the degree of aggregation just now, Kotal is probably already here, or the 'curtain' has already separated from Kotal."

Klein thought for a moment, straightened out his spiritual body, and said:

"The divination results show that Antigonus does not have a copy of Sequence One in the short term. This means that He is now strengthening Himself with the projection of past history."

After all, they are all related paths. There is not much difference between "astrology" and "divination" in essence. They both obtain information through various means. Only the media and methods of obtaining information are different. Klein has also mastered this skill.

Bethel did not comment:
"After he woke up, he was no longer the Antigonus I knew. Instead of trying to help him, you should accept the reality and lower your ambiguous moral bottom line. Wait until he is beaten to death by the God of War before you go."

He would not say things like "this will also end Antigonus's suffering", "let him be free", "this is to protect the earth and mankind". These words are all nonsense. As long as the other party did not ask for it, then killing people is nothing more than deceiving oneself with a righteous attitude.

This is completely unnecessary for the High Sequences, because the opposition between adjacent paths and their respective ambitions to become gods have already prepared the best reasons for them to fight. Even if they were strangers, friends, teachers, or brothers before, they can challenge each other for their own goals.

"I want to become a god, and you want to become a god too, so we must have a battle." - This couldn't be more true.

"I will be a good god, but you are not a good person. You will only become a bad god, so it is natural for me to kill you..." - If such words were heard by the beings of the Fourth Epoch and before, the laughter of the gods and angels would shake the astral realm.

If you want to fight, then fight. If it’s a fight to the death, then fight first and then talk. But there’s no need to show that you’re more “right”.

Or, think from another angle, the fact that modern humans have the desire to pursue morality in the gaps between struggling for survival also proves that society is progressing. Then if we really follow the view that "the position of true God should be occupied by those with virtue and talent", the seven above must step down, and then humans themselves will nominate the seven most moral and responsible people to sit on the throne - well, it is a beautiful world worth imagining.

“I thought I could still cooperate with Him,” Klein said.

"You still want to advance in this path." Bethel directly said what Klein was thinking. "You don't want me to... my body to become a dual-path true god now, right? You are either afraid of me, or you don't want to occupy my body and merge with my spiritual imprint."

After a moment of silence, Klein laughed with relief.

Although he didn't say anything, his reaction said it all. "Good job."

Bethel said.

"That's it, Klein Moretti. That's what you should do."

The Angel King from the Fourth Epoch spoke:
"You should be wary of me, fear me, and not give me any chance to go further, so that you can ensure a smooth journey on your path to godhood in the future. No matter how kind I am and how I approve of your dreams, you must remember that before you become a god, the Lord of Mysteries, I am your enemy, and the most dangerous one, because I know everything about you, your family and your weaknesses. I am closer to you than Amon, and you didn't guard against me. Now that you think this way, it finally makes sense."

After that, Bethel asked, “So what are you going to do next?”

……

Backlund.

It was past eight o'clock in the evening, but Starling Summer was still sitting by the window, unable to fall asleep.

During the day, she wore her veil as usual, and kept running back and forth at the nearby food distribution point, queuing up to bring back more bread for her two children. She no longer lowered her head frequently like she did in the previous few months, afraid that others would recognize her. Now, she would only look ahead anxiously, worried that the free food would be distributed before it was her turn.

She had gained nothing during the day, and her husband Luke had gained nothing either.

The daily relief bread was their latest food source. Only when they got new bread that day would they eat the remaining dry and hard bread. At the dinner table, the two children who were still ignorant of the world always asked their parents, "Why is there no beef to eat?" "Why is there no juice to drink?" "Why is there only a little jam?" Although they could always eat more because of their parents' love, their questions were always sad. The parents could only force themselves to smile and find various excuses to evade the children.

Luke came over, his face was much thinner:

"Go to sleep, dear."

I have to get up early tomorrow morning to grab some bread.

Starlin sighed, "Luke, I can't sleep. I haven't eaten for a day. I can't even drink water."

Luke also sighed, but didn't say anything. He just sat down on the sofa next to his wife silently.

Not long after Coim's company was taken over by the military due to wartime laws, her husband Luke Summer, a former manager, lost his job and could only rely on past savings and government relief to support the family.

Seeing his wife's hopeful eyes looking at him, the burly man with messy beard lowered his head in shame.

As the night deepened, whether due to sleepiness or hunger, Starling's consciousness gradually blurred, and she fell asleep on her husband's shoulder. But before she fell asleep, she seemed to hear the sound of gunfire echoing in the distance, and she didn't know whether it was the sound of hungry people making trouble or the police dealing with people who stole food.

Let it end... Let this nightmare end soon... Starlin, who had already visited three relief points today, prayed silently.

She wanted to escape from the gunshots and closed her eyes tightly.

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from outside the window:

"The Church of the God of Thunder has purchased a large amount of food!"

"Please go to the snack distribution point as soon as possible!"

"Bread, corn, and potatoes according to population!"

The loud shout was enough to wake everyone up, and more importantly, the sound was carried far away by the wind.

Starling woke up suddenly, her eyes bursting with unprecedented brilliance. She looked up at the starless sky, then looked at her husband's face and found that he was also looking at her, with an expression of disbelief and surprise on his thin face.

"Luke! Luke! Did you hear that!"

Starling jumped up and ran to the clothes drying rack like the wind. She hurriedly put on her clothes and put on flat boots that were convenient for running:

“The church brought the food!”

Luke was still a little hesitant: "But we are believers of the goddess..."

"No! It doesn't matter which church it is, as long as God is willing to give me food!" Starling said loudly. She left her hesitant husband behind, put on her coat over her nightgown, and quickly walked out of the bedroom.

As soon as she opened the door, the two children in the family rushed over. They were wearing pajamas and raised their innocent faces and said:
"Mom, I just heard someone say bread is being distributed outside?"

"Mom, I'm hungry..."

They are twins, a boy and a girl, and they are both very cute.

Starlin's nose felt sore, and she forced a smile and said:
"Correct!"

"Mom will get it for you right away."

She then entered the house, took out the little bread from a hidden place, and divided it equally between the two children.

Watching the two children eating bread without any regard for etiquette, Starlin's expression kept changing, sometimes sad, sometimes painful.

Finally, all these emotions turned into seriousness and expectation. She hurriedly put on her hat. As soon as she opened the door, she found that the neighbors around her also opened their doors and walked into the street, as if they were about to rush to the food delivery point.

“Why is the church suddenly distributing large amounts of bread?!”

Without caring about her image, Stelin ran after the others, blending into the stream of people, and shouted to her acquaintances.

"I don't know!" The lady lifted her skirt and just got out of bed, but her voice was full of laughter. "I heard it was bread from abroad - who knows! Praise the God of Thunder!"

"Praise the God of Thunder!"

TBC
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I've done 10,000 jobs today. I'm so tired.

(End of this chapter)