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

Chapter 587 Moonlight Night
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The door of Harvest Church opened and closed.

"bishop!"

The assistant who was pacing anxiously in the church saw Emlyn coming back, and hurried over to bring him a cup of warm flower tea, and asked with concern: "Bishop, you are finally back. Did the archbishop of the Holy Wind Cathedral make things difficult for you and keep you locked up until now?"

After he finished speaking, the assistant discovered that the archbishop's expression was even uglier than he had imagined. His face was extremely hideous, like a vampire in a horror story or drama who was about to eat a person.

Others might just think so in their heads, but the assistant knew before coming to the Harvest Church that his future leader was a real vampire - but this was nothing to the Feynapot people, there were many vampires who believed in the Mother Earth in the church, and most of them would show up frequently. Due to their age and experience, they often had a certain status and were quite respected.

Emlyn's expression and mood were extremely bad. He took the tea and thanked him softly.

"bishop……"

Emlyn did not speak or respond. He walked straight to the first row of prayer benches and sat down. He clasped his hands under the holy emblem of the Earth Mother Goddess, closed his eyes and prayed, calming his heart. Seeing this, the assistant also sat down on another bench across the aisle from him and prayed quietly together. In the Harvest Church, only the eternal lamp near the altar was still lit, filled with the rich aroma of herbs, creating a reassuring atmosphere.

After five full minutes, Emlyn finally felt that the abnormal emotions in his heart had been calmed down, so he opened his eyes and said:
"We should set up a few confessionals and ask the church for some local clergy to take care of their psychological safety."

The assistant opened his eyes upon hearing this. Seeing that the bishop was beginning to consider adding more staff, he quickly nodded:
"I have a few friends who came to Loen together. They are my classmates in the same seminary. Perhaps they can be qualified to serve as priests and confession listeners in the Harvest Church. I will write an application and submit it to the Earth Church. I may need the bishop to stamp it for you then."

“Are they Beyonders?”

Emlyn asked again: "According to the regulations of the Thunder Church, our church has the maximum configuration of a demigod like me."

The assistant recalled for a moment and said uncertainly, "If they haven't been promoted yet, one should be Sequence 8 and the other 7. Archbishop, I think we need someone to manage the herb field in the backyard of the church. As the faith continues to develop locally, perhaps we will need to open up some places to bury believers. You can't always go to the requiem ceremony."

Emlyn thought for a few seconds and nodded:
"Please apply. If Sequence 7 is too high, we can switch to Sequence 9."

"Yes."

"Three or four people are enough, not too many."

"Yes."

After saying this, the assistant saw that Emlyn's emotions had stabilized, and he took the initiative to mention the matter of paying attention to the confession and mental health of believers. He mustered up the courage to ask tentatively: "Archbishop, is it really because some believers did something impulsive...?"

Hearing about the topic of business, Emlyn's eyebrows, which had just relaxed, knitted together again. After several seconds, he said unhappily, "Ah, yes."

"There was a conflict between our believers and the Beyonders of the Thunder Church, so they ignited the gas in the residential building this morning. It was because of this incident that I was taken away by the Thunder Church early in the morning, and I even had two quarrels with their archbishop."

At this point, Emlyn paused: "But this doesn't actually make me unhappy. What makes me unhappy is that I realized one thing. Raydar Valentine and I both think this matter is abnormal. There must be the influence of extraordinary abilities behind it. However, the contradiction between the people of the two countries is not small. To them, the so-called influence of extraordinary abilities is actually equivalent to their own 'hot-headedness'."

"Even if there hadn't been this gas explosion, there would have been other things. This time it killed a Sequence 6, and the next time it might be someone daring enough to shoot at Redar Valentine. In a sense, I understand his thinking."

"But I didn't expect that they wouldn't tolerate anyone saying anything bad about them!"

As Emlyn was talking, he got angry again, but before his assistant could comfort him, he lost his temper again.

"Hey." Emlyn turned to look at the assistant. "Do you know Utravsky? He is the original priest of the Harvest Church."

The assistant scratched his head and recalled: "...I heard this name when I was still in the seminary, but I have never met this priest...I heard that he is God's chosen one and a very pious man."

"Pious..." Emlyn repeated thoughtfully, then shook his head. "I'm glad you didn't say he was a good man. He was actually a big pirate. He became kind and peaceful after converting to the Mother Goddess, but he also developed a split personality. In order to cure his split personality, he found a candle so that he could enter his heart and kill the cruel and vicious self who wanted to become a pirate again. In the end, it was an old friend of mine who found a way to cure him. In addition, although I know this is a compliment to him, if others mention me in the future and only use this compliment, I might be unhappy."

The assistant listened to this long speech quietly. When Emlyn finished speaking, he spoke seriously:
"He was a chosen one of God, and his body was sent back to his country and buried in the church cemetery."

"Really? That sounds good."

After mentioning Utravsky, Emlyn opened up and couldn’t help but complain:

"Do you think I'm stupid? Don't say you don't, I actually feel the same way."

"I can tell that Redar Valentine wants to coerce me and put pressure on me. He wants me to be willing to obey his discipline and build momentum for himself, but I don't know how to deal with it."

"Everything he said seemed to be right, and seemed to be a legitimate appeal. I couldn't find anything to refute him."

They are all archbishops, and therefore they are responsible for the people of Backlund...

In order to prevent further retaliation and vicious incidents, the activities of the Fenapotes should be restricted and their activities should be divided as much as possible.

Since Feynaporte's grain will soon return to its original price, there is no need for them to continue selling their grain in small quantities. They can just hand it over to the store.

Finally, and most importantly, the root cause of their dispute...

The gas explosion that killed and injured dozens of people was obviously a vicious revenge, and it had a huge impact, so it would definitely be reported in the newspapers. Considering that the parties involved were already dead, Emlyn White didn't need to apologize, but the Harvest Church had to make an explanation. In addition, Redar Valentine did make some concessions, allowing the subsequent reports to state that it was the priests of the Thunder Church who accidentally killed innocent protesters first, although when he heard him put "innocent" and "protesters" together, Emlyn almost couldn't help it again.

In the end they didn't reach an agreement, but they unanimously decided to suppress it temporarily and postpone the reporting time.

"Before you came, I had never been a bishop. Haha, I had never held even a little power within the blood clan. Suddenly, I was asked to manage such a large church with so many regions and believers. I thought I could do it well, but now it seems... I can't do it at all."

The huge pressure and the expectations of countless believers weighed heavily on Emlyn White's shoulders, which made him realize very clearly that no one would regard him as a young vampire who was young and inexperienced and lacked combat experience. People called him the Archbishop and the Earl, and naturally believed that a demigod Archbishop would be able to handle every matter and satisfy most people.

But Emlyn found that he seemed unable to do it, and no one could give him any experience or guidance.

He was still feeling mentally unbalanced on the way back and even wanted to curse, but now he just felt so tired that he couldn't speak.

"Bishop..." The assistant hesitated for a moment and then began to comfort him, "This is not your fault. It's just that this environment is too bad. Everyone actually loves you very much. They were all very worried when you were not around."

"Yeah, I know..." Emlyn was touched, amused, and scared when he thought about how these believers who often came here actually messed up the Holy Wind Cathedral because they were worried about their safety. Emlyn had to bargain for a while about Redar Valentine's proposal. The Fenapot people trusted him and cared about him so much, and the Thunder Church had a bad impression, so he couldn't continue to try to stand on the neutral side.

"That'll be it for tonight."

Emlyn felt much better. He stood up and patted the wrinkles on his body. "I will continue to find a way to solve this matter and try my best to prevent everyone from being bullied by them. Raydar Valentine is really not a good guy... Go back and rest. You will be busy again tomorrow."

The assistant also stood up quickly:

"Then I will go back and give you the report tomorrow morning."

After a while, the Harvest Church became quiet again.

……

The radio in his hand was silent again. Edward looked left and right, and finally clapped it hard twice.

"Wow..."

After all, I am a demon, not a craftsman. After a lot of banging and repairing, the radio finally made sound again, but it could only make some meaningless noises. Unlike the radios of the old era, the sound coming from it was not the rustling sound of electricity, but the extremely slight and low sound of water.

Seeing the sound inside, Edward let go and put the radio aside. Along with this continuous white noise, the sound of water in the whole room seemed to be getting louder and louder, as if he was standing by a slowly flowing river with a calm surface.

“No one prays today…”

Edward slowly turned the knob to switch to another channel, but he didn't hear any sound. No matter which channel the radio was tuned to, there was only the endless sound of water, as if there was nothing here except a river.

However, the sound of water was still there, proving that the radio was still functioning normally. It was originally a model, but Edward stuffed a copy of Sequence 1 of the "Darkness" pathway and a copy of the "Pale Emperor" into it.

As if it had obtained two powerful large batteries, the radio soon continued to work under His debugging, and three channels appeared - one was the "Eternal Dark River Channel" where only the sound of water could be heard, one was the "Baram Tower" where some Balam people could be heard praying behind the sound of water, and the last one was the "Church of the Night" where some people would occasionally pray to the Goddess of the Night in their hearts or at home.

The last two channels were separated from the "Eternal Dark River Channel", so the sound of water would always exist, but Edward could use the two Sequence 1 Beyonder characteristics in his hands to respond to a certain extent.

After all, the tributaries of the River of Everlasting Darkness did not react at all.

Therefore, if this radio is really broken, it may have to be given to the Demon of Knowledge to repair it, but Edward does not want the Demon of Knowledge to feel that he is doing something bad again. The end of the world is getting closer and closer, and he absolutely does not want anything to go wrong during this period of time.

but……

"The hint I gave to the Balam people was just to have them dig a canal."

Edward stroked his chin and said to himself:

"I didn't even tell you what this river is used for. After all, it's not surprising to dig a canal. How come after a few days, they suddenly realized that this is the 'correspondence of the Styx in reality'? And they also think that 'the god of death wants to return to reality by boat along this river'?"

"Oh no, is there anyone among them who can really feel the will of the River of Eternal Darkness?"

"... And the River of Everlasting Darkness gave such a hint? Not only did they not object, they also followed my ideas and improved the settings... But it's better this way. The Omniscient One won't realize what they are doing. If this is the will of the River of Everlasting Darkness, then maybe the guy in Sefirah Castle and God may not realize it..."

This is really going to be Ragnarok, Edward thought.

TBC
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A huge blood-red full moon hung on the edge of the cliff, illuminating the swamp below.

The swamp was dark red and bubbles were constantly coming out of it, and it seemed that there was magma at the bottom cooking everything.

At first glance, the swamp has no boundaries at all, like a vast ocean.

Snapped!
A rock fell from the edge of the cliff and crashed into the swamp.

The next second, a bubble emerged and burst silently, and a baby covered in blood was born.

The baby staggered and swam closer to the cliff, trying to climb up.

Snapped!
The rocks under Emlyn White's feet broke, and he fell off the cliff and into the swamp.

The vampire count suddenly woke up from his dream and looked around in fear and confusion.

After confirming that this was still the room specially reserved for the Archbishop in the Harvest Church, Emlyn exhaled slowly and said to himself with a serious expression:

"The dream just now was not a simple one."

As a "Witch King", he has sufficient understanding of the realm of dreams.

This revelation was not normal. The blood-colored ocean and the baby born in the bubbles were full of evil and horror... It was neither like the Mother Goddess nor the usual style of the First Ancestor... Emlyn thought of the scene in which he fell at the end, and suddenly had a bad feeling.

Could it be the “Mother” in heaven that Mr. Fool mentioned?
I just had some negative emotions, not enough to betray the Mother Goddess! This mother from outer space is too... Emlyn had just finished complaining when he suddenly had a bad feeling, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

"He really has been watching us... Even a demigod like me who is actually nothing is being watched..."

Emlyn quickly closed his eyes, but he felt that he was no longer sleepy.

(End of this chapter)