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

Chapter 117 The End of Adela
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Human emotions, Amon is very interested in this topic.

He leaned against the wall, pushed up his glasses, and asked, "Are you regretting not having preserved her soul?"

He thought Edward would nod, but he didn't expect the other party to deny it without hesitation.

"Being a somewhat unique soul is worth my attention, but if you want to be a human being collected by me, you are far from qualified."

So Amon thought seriously and asked rationally: "Is Richard Ernst the only person on this planet that you think is worth collecting?"

Edward hummed, not reacting much to the name. His fingers tapped lightly on the armrest, and he seemed to have some thoughts: "I am still optimistic about him, although I don't think he will live long enough to be collected by me. No, he definitely won't live long enough."

"Resisting colonialism and supporting independence will lead to a life of punishment."

"Disrespecting the gods awakens people, and the death penalty is inevitable."

The evening sun shone on the demon. The demon used his hands to block the sun from shining on his face. His black eyes narrowed slightly, and then he couldn't help laughing: "There are too many reasons and too many ways to want Him to die, or in other words, there is no need for reasons to wipe out a cult. Richard should even thank the weak and incompetent temperance faction and the dead Highland princess. If He were still alive, the gods would definitely choose between Him and Richard."

"One is a remnant of the Indulgent Faction who could be destroyed at any time, and the leader of the Temperance Faction who clings to the Seven Gods to barely survive. The other is a heretic angel who has a strong influence among the lower classes but refuses to listen to the words of the Gods. It is obvious who should be eliminated and who should be chosen."

Amon was tired of standing, so he moved a chair and sat down. He sat at the junction of sunlight and shadow, took out a gem from his pocket and looked at the sunlight carefully. The sunlight was refracted into countless tiny spots of light, falling in every corner of the bedroom.

"His ideas and thoughts are all taught by you." Amon closed one eye. "Is this the 'future' you expect from Him?"

What am I looking forward to? I am looking forward to watching His destiny unfold naturally, towards His due end, whether the result is death or something else.

For people like Richard Ernst who have awakened, even if I don't convey the thoughts of the old era, He will sooner or later explore this path on his own. The awakened humans have proved that they are still pursuing happiness as tirelessly as in the past, but this time the dream will not come true and the theory will be defeated by the world. He will not be the first, nor the last, but he is undoubtedly the strongest and most motivated and determined one... But, look, the greatest thoughts of mankind in the past have been denied by the world today, making it difficult to move forward, and even destroyed. Isn't this proof of the decline of human civilization?
"In the future I saw of Him..."

Killed by Suea, killed by the angels of the righteous gods, killed by the temperance faction supported by the Seven Gods, died at the end of the world, died from pollution...

"…It was already pitch black, a dead end."

When He began to think about Richard's ending, He suddenly thought of Adela again.

When Adela was still alive, she was not so prejudiced against Richard's former slavery, but she also had little respect for him, just like treating an ordinary person. After all, Richard was a demigod who had regained his freedom. But their concepts and beliefs often conflicted. The flower born in the royal family was not a weak and ignorant little white flower. She absorbed not dew but the bone marrow and flesh of the people and slaves when she grew up.

Two days before her death, it seemed that her grandparents' hiding place was discovered by Roselle's personal soldiers.

And the one who led those personal soldiers to conduct the search and cleanup was, of course, "myself".

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The dim hall and the empty house.

The sky outside the window was pitch black. She fell to the ground, with the dagger she had stabbed herself in the heart. She felt the breeze on her face, sniffing the fragrance of flowers and blood. The burgundy skirt spread on the ground like a withered flower.

She was still breathing, with a particularly peaceful and calm smile on her face because she had gotten what she wanted. Time had not diminished her beauty in the slightest. The devil was half-kneeling beside her in silence. He had not expected such a situation and was thinking about whether to save her or not.

"You don't have to...save me." Adela said softly, stopping the devil's possible actions. Blood came up from her throat, but she still had enough room to finish her sentence.

"I'm happy...so no need to save me."

The devil thought about it and decided to ask the question he was most curious about in the last moments: "Why do you want to commit suicide?"

Adela laughed, coughing up blood as she did so.

"Because I love you so much like this!"

"So I can't tolerate that I love my enemies so madly!"

As if a last burst of light came to her, her gem-like green eyes suddenly lit up, reflecting the distant candlelight in the candlesticks on the wall, sparkling brightly.

She didn't know where she got the strength from, but she raised her arm and touched His cheek with her bloody fingers, leaving several long bloody marks.

Her eyes were somewhat obsessed: "As expected of a devil..."

"Until now, I still think you are... so perfect..."

The last syllable of this sentence fell along with his arm, like a grain of sand falling in the wind, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

She's dead, the demon thought. She won't talk to him anymore.

But he hadn't gotten an answer yet, so after a few seconds of silence, the demon slowly stood up and asked in a corner of the hall:
"Why did your mother commit suicide?"

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It was a chilly Saturday morning. The school had already given out winter vacation, but Alia, who was reluctant to stay away from home and could not go home, had already completed the procedures for staying in school and was still living in the empty dormitory.

She was reluctant to take the 3-penny public carriage, so she got up early and walked all the way from Backlund University to the East District.

She used her scholarship to buy two sandwiches from the cafeteria, one to eat as she walked and one to hold in her arms to bring to Miss Maria.

After entering the East District from the relatively safe streets, she skillfully turned a few corners, passed through alleys and residential areas, and came to a processing plant owned by Maria. When there were no disputes or legal commissions to deal with, Maria always stayed in school or the factory.

Miss Maria passed the bar exam ten years ago, using the identity of a "follower of the Goddess of Night" at the time, because only female followers of the Goddess of Night would not be treated differently when looking for a job. Although the Steam Church also supports women going out to work, its influence in Loen has not yet surpassed that of the Church of Night and the Church of Storm.

Sure enough, she found Maria in the factory, but she was busy talking to other people and it was not easy to disturb her.

With Ms. Maria's ability, if she had continued to proceed step by step, even if it would be more difficult for women in the workplace, she should be a famous senior lawyer now... a senior lawyer with an annual salary of 800 to 1000 pounds... Alia stared at the other person's oily burqa in a daze.

A man carrying boxes noticed her standing in a daze in the open space at the factory gate and took the initiative to greet her, "Alia?"

Alia turned around hastily and saw two boxes stacked on top of each other, a pair of hands lifting the boxes, and a lower body wearing thick jeans. She didn't know who this was for a moment, but when she recalled the voice, she suddenly realized:
"Admithal?"

Bang! The two boxes were piled in the corner. Ademisol shook his arms and hands and turned back: "It's Alia."

Alia was suddenly curious: "You didn't even see me, how do you know it's mine?"

"This is a secret." Admithal said in a pretentious tone, then put his hands to his mouth and whispered, "This is the power of my potion."

"I also know that you are very lucky today, but I don't know what will happen specifically."

"You used to walk unsteadily, but now you can lift two boxes at once. The potion is indeed magical." Alia smiled and chatted happily with her fellow countryman. She even asked with some anticipation, "If I become a Beyonder, can I also gain such power in the future?"

She still did not give up her plan to join the pilgrim sect, even though the people around her hoped that she could live in peace. Admisol thought so too, so he paused for a moment and said with some concern: "Isn't your dream to become a female teacher? The faith on your ID card is also the Goddess of Night. You will definitely be able to find a stable and well-paid job in the future."

"Public school teachers have a weekly salary of 4 pounds. With bonuses and subsidies, your annual salary is at least 200 pounds. After you have stabilized your life, you can save some money to donate to us, or it will not be too late to provide education in a charity school..."

Yes, 200 pounds is enough for a single woman to live a good life. As long as she doesn't waste it, she will definitely be able to save enough money for retirement before retirement. This is an amount that I dare not even think about... It is also my dream since I was a child, and now it is finally within my reach - Alia smiled embarrassedly, and said firmly:
“More than just money, knowledge and status, I want to have more power to help others.”

"Just like the chief and his men helped us."

Ademisol knew that he couldn't change the other person's mind, so he nodded reluctantly and made a suggestion: "In fact, you don't have to be very powerful. There are ways to be good at knowledge. You can choose to become a "reader", which can make you smarter and master and understand knowledge faster."

I heard from Miss Maria that the famous detective "Eisinger Stanton" seems to be a Beyonder of this path. His sequence is not very high, but he is very outstanding. He is likely the organizer of some secret gatherings in Backlund, and he is suspected not to belong to the church, which is thought-provoking... It can be seen that even Beyonders of medium and low sequences can make a difference as long as they are placed in the right place.

Is this possible? Alia's eyes lit up. She also doubted whether she could become as strong as Miss Maria. After all, she was still an ordinary woman, and the cruelest thing she had done was killing chickens and fish.

She was about to ask for details when she saw Miss Maria escorting the people she was talking to to the door. Both parties seemed to be in a good mood, and they must have successfully completed an order.

Maria sent the client away, stretched herself refreshed, and then looked at the two young men chatting in the corner and said with a smile: "Alia, are you here to ask about Ademisol's return home?"

Alia shook her head: "Good morning, Ms. Maria, I came here to ask about the recruitment of clerks in your foundation."

Maria understood: "You are here to ask for Daisy and the others, right?"

"I discussed it with the others and decided to do it in February next year, which is about two and a half months away. Daisy has been attending Sunday school for a long time. If she works hard, she should be able to work as an ordinary clerk with a weekly salary of 1 pound and 2 soli."

Daisy's grades were excellent in Sunday school, and she could be a tutor, but they were still far from the requirements for formal jobs... Even she needed to work extra hard, so what about Freya... Alia felt sad, and she decided not to tell the two sisters the news for the time being, so as to prevent Freya from losing motivation to study.

Just as Alia was thinking secretly, Ademisol suddenly spoke up and said to Maria: "Ms. Maria, I need to take a leave next Monday to apply for an identity certificate."

Maria was not surprised: "Have you thought of a last name?"

"Yes." Admisol smiled, "I decided to take the last name 'Villiana' (Alia turned her head suddenly, her eyes widened in surprise), which is the last name of Mrs. Norma who adopted me in the Tingen Orphanage. Alia and I will shoulder the responsibility of taking care of her in her old age."

"Oh, so we are all Mrs. Norma's children!" Alia clapped her hands happily, feeling sincerely happy that she had a new brother. "You will tell her about this when you go back this year. Mrs. Norma will definitely be very... What's wrong with you?"

Ademisol, who had just been talking to her normally, suddenly became quiet as if he had changed into a different person. The expression on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by a blank and confused look as if he didn't know where he was. His dark gray eyes quickly lost their luster, and he began to lose his balance, swaying on his feet, as if he had turned back into the "little monster" in Tingen.

Alia had only just begun to learn about the occult, and didn't understand things like the supernatural and potions. Seeing this, she thought it was a relapse of Admiso's old illness. She was worried and wanted to go forward to check, but Maria blocked her way with her hand.

Maria stared at Admisol and made a "silence" gesture to Alia.

The monster paced around aimlessly, his lips moving up and down, uttering some incoherent mumblings. When he turned in a certain direction, he suddenly raised his head and looked at a certain part of the sky, then trembled violently, his expression becoming extremely terrified.

Maria frowned, then looked in the direction where Admisol was looking, and saw the "Bell of Order" in the distance.

Backlund's symbol? What does it mean? Is there any disaster related to the clock?

Just when Maria was thinking hard but to no avail, Alia suddenly screamed in a low voice: Admisol suddenly turned his head and looked at them, his eyes full of red bloodshot!
He stared at them, then turned around and glanced at the people working in the factory. Then he walked to the factory gate with unsteady steps and looked at the people coming and going. Suddenly he screamed, his eyes bleeding, and fell to the ground at an angle.

Maria took a step forward quickly and stretched out her arm to grab Admisol's tilted body. She saw that the other party was already weak and blood was flowing from his eyes. She didn't know if there would be any hidden dangers.

The monster's lips trembled as it whispered a few words with difficulty. Maria quickly leaned forward to listen.

"died……"

"...They...all..."

At this time, Alia, who was walking quickly, squatted down beside him, wiped the blood off Admisol's face with a clean handkerchief, and looked at Maria anxiously.

Maria's scalp tingled. She entrusted Admisoel to Alia and rushed out of the factory gate without thinking. But after running a few steps in the direction of the Bell of Order, she fell into confusion again: What does this bell represent? What kind of disaster is the "they are all dead" that Admisoel said? If she and others are not included in it, how can we stop it? When will the disaster come? How will it come?
She knew nothing about it.

If we fail to make corresponding preparations, even if we know in advance that a disaster is coming, we will not be able to resist it when the time comes!

She froze in place, unable to think for a moment.

Alia had never seen such a situation before. Although she was terrified, she forced herself to remain calm and asked, "Ms. Maria, what happened to Admisol?"

"..." Maria gathered her thoughts and turned to look at the pale girl. She opened her mouth and for the first time felt that language was so powerless, "...I don't know."

"Alia, please don't come here again recently."

"There is a high possibility of dangerous things happening in the East District. You should stay in school and don't come here again."

"Then you..." The girl widened her eyes in surprise. It was the first time she heard the other party speak in such a heavy and serious tone. She became nervous. "Ademisol is going to stay too? He is already injured."

"He's staying."

Maria took a deep breath and said to Alia seriously, "He must stay. We need his strength. Alia, you should also take this opportunity to think carefully. Power comes with danger and responsibility. You must think carefully about your future. Mrs. Norma doesn't want you to join."

Alia was stunned, bit her lip and lowered her head.

After hearing the girl's question, Maria suddenly realized that almost no one in the city knew that a huge catastrophe was about to happen.

In the absence of a master of prophecy or a high-sequence expert in divination, the monsters' premonition of crisis is the most accurate.

She turned around silently and looked at the pedestrians walking on the street, people with sad faces and no hope for the future, people who found jobs with tired smiles, children laughing and playing as they ran through the streets or stood in the corners staring at other people's wallets, busy women and girls, people in the East District who were doing their best to stay alive... Maria had vowed long ago to devote her entire life to helping them survive and live a better life. She would never see enough and would never be able to finish seeing all these disturbing scenes.

She watched it all almost greedily, engraving all these scenes into her mind and into her heart.

TBC
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Tomorrow is the day when Klein will come back to life, but if he wants to wait for Sefirah Castle, it will probably take another day or two.

There will be another update at 6:30 tonight.

(End of this chapter)