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

Chapter 561 Changes in Situation
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——The world war has to be fought anyway, so we might as well have a blood sacrifice while we’re at it.

Of course, the blood sacrifice was also one of the purposes. The purpose was to make the current situation more chaotic and more suitable for one's own actions. After directly shutting down the extraordinary ability of "future prediction", the decision made now suddenly became more worthy of repeated consideration.

However, Edward was still pessimistic about whether the Medici could become the Old One. The "Red Priest" could definitely do it, but... the "City of Disaster" was so aggressive and it also contaminated the descendants of the Medici on the entire Bansi Island. Its degree of activation would definitely not be low.

The Demon of Knowledge did not mention much about the situation of other source essence incarnations in the Western Continent, but the source essence that symbolizes disaster, war, and power would naturally receive a large number of worship and followers.

Perhaps it has become Him, but is subject to too many restrictions here, making it inconvenient to move.

The same goes for the "Key of Light". They have been fighting each other from the First Age or even earlier to the Fifth Age. As a result, the two angels of the "Path of Destiny" cannot even accommodate uniqueness. It is hard to figure out whether this is a hint of fate or someone has begun to manipulate fate behind the scenes.

Although the closer it gets to the time when the barrier breaks, the weaker the spirit inside the source essence, but Medici was unable to contain the opponent even with the help of the ancient sun god, and it is even more uncertain now. Whether he can win or not, he should know it clearly in his heart.

If there were a disaster or war that was big enough and in line with the symbol of "City of Disaster", then perhaps it could also serve to "summon" or even further activate the other party. Medici's mind was like a mirror. He knew that he had to think about not only how to fight this battle and how to win it, but also how to defeat the "City of Disaster" if he really won and became a "Red Priest".

"The more I think about it, the more troublesome it becomes..." The Red Angel gritted his teeth in embarrassment.

In order to win this battle, he must first become the military leader of the Feysac Empire, which is not too difficult.

Secondly, He had to find a way to gain the help of the "Demon of Knowledge". Considering the other party's long-standing hostility towards Leodro, this could be done. The final question was, if Leodro was entangled by the Demon of Knowledge, how could He, as an angel with one or two Sequence One characteristics, defeat Rune's army during this period of time.

"The Emperor of Loen... He is also the incarnation of the source, right?" Medici glanced at Ouroboros, "His fate is not right."

Ourolius nodded slowly.

"The world is really scary now. Source incarnations appear one after another. With your status, I really don't know what the meaning of our promotion is." Medici sighed casually. His words were a bit discouraging, but he had never thought of giving up. "If it is a source incarnation, then He may value the country and his own imperial power to some extent more than the original George Augustus."

Should he try to reach a certain tacit understanding with the emperor first, and use the shaking of the people and the army's faith in Leodero as a bargaining chip to make him allow him to defeat the country?

Forget it, forget it, what are these things!
Is this still considered a war? It's a fart war or victory. It's better to just say that different gods are using me to play games! !
Thinking of this, Medici couldn't help but laugh and curse a few more times. He looked up at Edward and asked directly:
"What role do you intend to play in this dispute?"

"I?"

Hearing this, Edward stopped flipping through the recipe in his hand. He showed an interested smile on his face, which made people feel that something was wrong. "My thoughts are very simple. I just think that the world is already very chaotic now. If I don't make it more chaotic, it would be a shame to my extraordinary characteristics. The Red Angel certainly doesn't need a half-baked person like me to command tactics and strategies, but you may need some people in Loen who are unsettled, the rear is unstable, the enemy's military rations are exploited layer by layer, and finally the army is shaken and a large-scale defeat occurs."

"You are definitely capable of doing this, but I can help you speed it up indirectly. This way, I won't be considered as usurping the throne. You can use my power to achieve a certain victory, and the ceremony will still count."

"Besides that, I think Feynapotter and Rune are also having a big conflict right now. Oh, God doesn't have that, but humans do."

"In this situation, many grain merchants who lost their families hated the gods. Since they could not retaliate against the gods and the Beyonders, they provided low-quality or even poisonous grain to Loen. This is completely understandable and normal behavior, right?"

Medici smacked his lips for a moment, not making any comment on the other party's proposal:
"I thought you would be more direct."

"You should be the one to do more direct things, Red Angel. Don't even think about drawing hatred from me at this time." Edward said meaningfully. "By the way, what name are you going to use to call for war in Feysac this time?"

"I'll think of the reason later."

Medici yawned, ready to find some inspiration from Feysac's internal affairs. Anyway, Loen and Feysac have been hostile to each other for more than a year or two: "It doesn't matter whether there is an excuse or not. War needs a reason, but does a natural disaster need a reason?"

After a while, Medici stood up and scooped up Ouroboros.

"We're leaving first." Medici glanced at Amon, then turned and left with Ourolius. "See you in the battle."

……

Trier, Cathedral of Light.

Hermes led Audrey into the cathedral. Neither of them used the "psychological invisibility" state, and walked openly in the church that belonged to the "Creator". Today was also a common sunny day in Trier. Golden light poured in from countless huge windows. The lighting in the entire church was excellent, and the surrounding light naturally added a sacred and lofty atmosphere.

Audrey followed behind Hermes and saw that he was respected and saluted by many clergymen passing by.

After all, she came to a completely unfamiliar environment alone, and she was a little worried that Hermes would introduce herself to others. Audrey hoped to evaluate new interpersonal relationships in social situations that she was familiar with. But fortunately, what she was worried about did not happen.

She didn't deliberately listen to the conversation between Hermes and others, but just relaxed and looked at the murals on the ceiling.

The murals were extremely gorgeous, with a majestic god dressed in golden light walking on the seashore, with a huge cross standing behind him. He pointed one hand to the sky, pointing at a huge sun. This scene was completely consistent with the creation myth of the Silver City. The layers of white clouds were dyed with golden light, and countless humans were worshiping in the light. In the shadows in the distance, a monster roared at the sun god.

Audrey looked closely and discovered that the huge sun was actually a whole piece of pure gold "mirror" and could not reflect any human figures.

The surrounding symbolic light is inlaid with fine gold and gems, and the surrounding windows can shine natural light on the "Golden Sun" from all angles during the day. The refracted halo is bright but not dazzling, covering the entire cathedral.

This is the decorative style of the "Golden Country" and the "Sun Country"... Audrey was greatly shocked. This kind of straightforward luxury would be seen as showing off in Loen, but in Intis, who has mastered the gold craftsmanship, it is only sacred: I have never seen such a church design in Loen...

"Beautiful, isn't it?" A hoarse and low voice sounded not far from her.

"Yes." Audrey turned her eyes away from the luxurious and beautiful ceiling. Hermes was still talking to other clergymen in front of her. She looked at the person who was talking to her, and her expression suddenly changed in an extremely unnatural way.

The person who was speaking also looked up at the mural on the dome, and one hand silently touched his left shoulder, right shoulder, head and chest in turn, forming a right cross. Audrey realized that this was the prayer gesture of the Creator Church. What really surprised her was that this person was wearing a pure red cloak with a hood that completely covered his face. Only when he looked up could she see his beautiful profile.

This person...could it be Mr. A?
The "audience" observed the other person's subtle expressions and body language and concluded that this person was Mr. A, without a doubt.

Moreover, Audrey now had better eyesight than she did then. She could clearly see that there was an indescribable feeling about Mr. A in front of her, as if he was an impenetrable shadow, more dangerous and powerful than the image in her memory.

"Mr. A has also become a demigod? What a coincidence..."

Audrey looked at the other person's profile and was speechless for a moment.

When she had just become a Beyonder, she had participated in an Beyonder gathering led by Mr. A with Xio and Fors, and had entrusted Mr. A with the task of assassinating the ambassador through Fors. Later, the church launched a crackdown in Backlund because of the activeness of the Aurora Society. Many people were arrested, but the core group escaped, including Mr. A... After that, this devout Aurora Society envoy who always impressed people completely faded out of Audrey's sight. She didn't expect to meet him in the Cathedral of Light today.

"I'm from Loen, and I'm a member of the Psychological Alchemy Society. I know that Mr. A is not strange."

Although he was the one who spoke first, Mr. A was still praying, which was consistent with Audrey's impression of Mr. A as a fanatic.

While the other party was silent, Audrey quickly began to think:
"According to the information of the Psychological Alchemy Society, I had already become a 'spectator' before I came into contact with them. If I had obtained it through the channels of the Aurora Society through Mr. A's gathering, then perhaps it could still be regarded as a coincidence that could gain their favor."

This kind of benign coincidence has another name in the Western Continent, and that is "fate".

"However, if I tell Mr. A and Mr. Hermes about this 'coincidence', it will probably be seen as a gesture or hint. I just hope to be a normal saint in the Creator Church and do my best. The invitation to join the 'Twilight Hermits' is very tempting. It helps humans avoid danger and guide the future. It sounds like a fable in the scriptures. But I am just a spectator." Audrey thought about it and made up her mind:

"Right now, I haven't participated in anything of that magnitude. What I need more is a stable environment to perform and accumulate experience."

"As for the future...if I have become mature, stable and strong, and there is still an opportunity, maybe I will consider joining."

After Audrey had thought about all the important things in her mind, Mr. A finally finished praying. Seeing that this unfamiliar church member did not show any impatience for his prayer time, the corners of Mr. A's mouth slightly raised:
"Humph, when we were in Loen before, we used this kind of gold and gems to paint for the Lord, but they were all destroyed by those hateful pagans. But now, we have made a more magnificent mural dedicated to the great Lord."

"And who are you? I haven't seen you before."

Audrey smiled her perfect smile, lifted her skirt and gave a simple salute.

She knew that showing respect to God in front of such a fanatic would be the fastest way to gain his favor, but she didn't intend to do so: "I am a member of the Psychological Alchemy Society from Loen. This is my first time seeing the Cathedral of Light, and I am shocked by the murals and furnishings."

Mr. A nodded without further investigation.

He was a little dissatisfied with Audrey's behavior of bowing instead of making the sign of the cross on her chest, but he could find church members who could talk to him anywhere, so he was not so angry as to attack a newcomer. However, Audrey's behavior also made him temporarily lose interest in this newcomer. After all, the other party was from the Psychological Alchemy Society, so he nodded and left without even introducing himself.

As a fanatic, Mr. A's thoughts were easy to guess, and Audrey didn't feel offended by his leaving without saying goodbye.

Looking at his leaving back, Audrey couldn't help laughing.

At this time, Hermes had finished talking to others. He looked at A who was leaving, then looked at Audrey, and asked with understanding, "Do you know him?"

Audrey nodded:
"When I was in Loon, I attended this gentleman's extraordinary gathering."

Hermes smiled and sighed, "He gave his body, mind and even thoughts to the Lord, and let his thinking be guided by the Lord. I didn't agree with this idea at first, but later I found that this is also a necessary way of survival."

Audrey was also somewhat touched by these words. Her previous experiences made her understand that relying on the kindness of the upper class was unreliable and unsustainable. Just like an individual was very small and powerless in front of the government, nobles, and big businessmen, and these seemingly powerful people were extremely weak in front of extraordinary people. The gods were at the top of this food chain.

The most important thing in this world seems to be not life, not power, not all the beautiful things that are praised, but balance.

Audrey had made a guess that under the current extraordinary system, the aristocracy is necessary and an important object that can maintain social balance, but every aristocrat is not necessary... Perhaps, when the people's thoughts reach a consensus, arousing A large number of people, if they unite, can temporarily shake these balances, obtain better benefits than before, and cause changes in the members of the aristocratic class, but in the end it is impossible to make this class disappear.

So, how long these benefits can last is a matter worth discussing. Audrey thought of the textile workers who stopped marching after being promoted to managers.

At the same time, only when a relative balance is reached among the gods can their world be at peace.

But it was still useful, at least in the short term. But Audrey had no time to verify her idea. Before leaving Loen, she was busy using several foundations that she could influence to help workers, farmers and disabled veterans who were in financial difficulties, so that they could wait for new job opportunities to come or for the fields to produce something in the new season.

At the same time, Audrey was secretly guiding some people who wanted to do so to reorganize the various workers' associations in Backlund, trying to bring together the power of the grassroots workers.

——The Kingdom of Loen had workers' associations of different industries a long time ago, but the upper echelons of these associations were very easy to bribe, and instead became an effective weapon against ordinary workers.

But she still had too many things to do. Whether it was trying to spread the word secretly or getting everyone to march together, it was not something she could decide on a whim. By the time she left, Audrey still hadn't been able to make it all work.

Although she knew that such an idea was weak, she was also worried about greater casualties on both sides.

Hermes didn't say much. Like a magic trick, he took out an envelope with a golden seal and handed it to Audrey.

"Miss Irena Montemar has received the news that you have arrived at the Cathedral of Light. She is very happy to see that you are here safely. After all, she was really shocked when she heard that you directly advanced the potion to the southern continent." Hermes blinked, "She is worried about you from the bottom of her heart."

Audrey nodded slightly: "I am very grateful to her."

She took the envelope and opened it in front of Hermes, and saw the familiar Intis cursive handwriting on the light-colored letter paper with dark patterns. Irena seemed very busy, and only wrote a few words. The first sentence was a welcome, the second was to express her joy, and the third was to apologize that she was busy and could not come to greet her, and invited Audrey to go to the mansion to rest first and meet her in the afternoon.

The carriage that was going to pick her up was still twenty minutes away. Audrey was a little surprised that the address was the "Montmar Family Mansion" instead of the "Marquis's Palace" as in the past, but she did not take this little doubt to heart.

At this moment, another clergyman came to talk to Hermes. He looked at Audrey and then at Hermes.

Hermes nodded.

"Your Highness Hermes." Then the clergyman began to report, "This is the report of the Secret Order."

Hermes pursed his lips and expressed his confusion honestly: "Why did they report the affairs of the Secret Society to me? Where is their minister?"

"Something happened to the minister." The man, who was obviously dressed like a clergyman from the Creator Church, said helplessly, "The minister of the Secret Order resigned yesterday afternoon and left a note asking for a day off to go to the Honachis Mountains. But he reappeared this morning in a mad state. He said that he did not reach the Honachis Mountains, but arrived at a strange and mysterious place."

"He said he couldn't be lost, but somehow he ended up in a small town. There was only one church in that town. The residents used all kinds of strange objects that were incomprehensible, and the god worshipped in the church was 'The Fool'."

"The locals were very welcoming, but he realized that they were all secret dolls with many strange features, so he didn't dare to stay overnight. He tried to flee the town, but was forcibly detained. He encountered a terrifying incident that night and fled back to Trier inexplicably at dawn."

Fool? Audrey was stunned.

When did Mr. Fool have a church, and when did he have a town that believed in him? Has he begun to preach in secret?

I really want to go and see it...

Hermes was slightly moved, his eyebrows furrowed, and asked: "Where is this town and what is its name?"

"He said he got there completely by accident, so he couldn't determine the exact location of the town. He only knew that it was snowing there, and that there seemed to be no one around. Maybe the town was in the north of the continent, but it could also be an illusion."

The clergyman paused for a moment.

"The locals say the name of this town is Utopia."

TBC
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Audrey saw Hermes' eyes widen for a moment, and then his gaze became deep, as if he was recalling something.

"Utopia..."

The old angel spoke softly, as if talking to himself:
"Maybe, he's an acquaintance."