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

Chapter 134 The Arrival of the Angel of Control
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The Angel of Temperance? Why did He suddenly appear in Backlund? He had been communicating with His Highness through messengers before...

Amon was confused, but felt that this matter had nothing to do with him, so he continued to concentrate on eating the crepe.

"Please give me a cup of hot cocoa!" he shouted to the clerk.

Soon, the clerk placed the hot cocoa that had been prepared on his small round table, and Amon also paid two pennies.

The fireplace in the cake shop was burning brightly, and a thin layer of glass kept the cold out, making the room as warm as spring.

Amon's seat was right next to the fireplace. He felt warm on his back and his hands holding the hot cocoa were also warm. He felt very comfortable.

Where should I go next?
He took out the Loen Kingdom travel brochure from his pocket, turned to the folded page of the simple map, opened it, and began to plan the route.

Among the clones of the "Time Angel" Amon, Sequence 4 is the largest group, scattered in various cities in various countries, and there are many in the Southern Continent and the Forsaken Land of God. Sequence 3 is only about one-tenth, and looking for them is like looking for a needle in a haystack, and Sequence 2 is even rarer, and is also controlled by the original body. The Sequence 3 clone he found has just changed his identity and is expected to live in East Chester County for a long time. It was specially selected.

The destination was Stoen, a large city in East Chester County, and the target was the administrator of the city library in Stoen.

East Chester County is northeast of Backlund, separated by a mountain range. The best way to travel is by civilian airship. But that is too expensive, and in Loen, it is an advanced technology that only nobles, intellectuals, and church leaders can enjoy. Taking a steam train is the best way, but because of the mountains, if you start from Backlund, the steam train needs to go around the mountains, which doubles the journey time.

The steam train takes two days and one night... First, I would choose second class or above, and second, for long-distance travel I would definitely choose first class, the kind with a private room and bed.

Of course, the problem is not this, but the noise of the steam train. Even the first-class seats are not of good quality...

Amon took a big sip of hot cocoa, smacked his lips, and began to think of the second plan:

Don't go by land.

There are still many rivers in the eastern area of ​​Loen, such as the inland river of the Tussock River, which directly flows into the ocean.

First, we would arrive at Pritz Harbor, then take a passenger ship northward along the coastline of Loon, and soon we would arrive at Enmat Harbor in East Chestershire, and then smoothly enter the city along the river. This plan was much better than taking a steam train, and the total cost of a second-class ticket was only 11 pounds.

Moreover, this was a domestic transfer, and there was a cheaper and more affordable package ticket of 9 pounds available at the port, so Amon made the decision immediately.

But before leaving Backlund, Amon still had one thing to do.

That was to go to the Aurora Club's headquarters, the Faye Manor in the suburbs of Backlund, to "say goodbye" to Medici and the true Creator.

Yes, goodbye.

When humans are about to leave their homes and loved ones for a long time, they will say goodbye solemnly, and sometimes there will be a banquet to exchange feelings.

Amon doesn't think he needs to have a farewell meal at the Aurora Club, but he thinks it's necessary to say goodbye to everyone to feel human nature, although he doesn't understand why this behavior is necessary for "Amon who can be seen everywhere". It's like playing house, knowing that you have to do it, but not knowing why you do it, and what the meaning of doing it is.

Medici will definitely laugh at me. He thought expressionlessly, No, He will laugh at me no matter what I do, Angel-level provocateurs are really annoying.

After drinking a cup of hot cocoa, every part of my body feels warm.

Amon ate the last bite of crepe, wiped his hands and mouth, stood up and left the cake shop.

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Richard Ernst arrived at the Longshoremen's Guild and knocked on the door.

After a while, an elderly man finally came to open the door. He was short, with a hunched back and deep dents on his rough, broad hands. He looked like an old fisherman.

The old man raised his head with great effort, and seeing the tall Richard, he was stunned at first, and then asked fearfully:
"Who... who are you looking for?"

Richard took two steps back and retreated to the bottom of the stairs so that the old man wouldn't have to keep looking up: "I'm looking for Miss Maria."

"Miss Maria is not here." The old man said vigilantly.

"Do you know where she is?"

"I don't know. There's no one here. You should look somewhere else." After saying that, the old man slammed the door shut.

Richard was not angry, but understood something. He changed direction and headed to other affiliated institutions of the Ernst Foundation in the East District.

The afternoon sun was pale and cold. He walked among the crowd. With his height and strong physique, he stood out among the hunched pedestrians in the East District. There was a vicious dog on the street trying to hurt people. The angel cast a transformation curse and turned the vicious dog into a patched doll, which fell into the arms of a little girl who was wiping tears by the wall. A child reached into his pocket in a self-concealed way and touched a coin. When he took it out, it turned into a small flower with a bang. Several laundry women were fighting for the big bucket of dirty clothes and curtains and sheets brought by the servants of the rich family. A middle-aged man stood on the corner of the street, holding a newspaper, and observing him secretly.

Richard turned his head and smiled at him. The middle-aged man immediately froze, forced a smile, and then quickly covered himself with the newspaper.

He's not even disguising himself, so he's not from MI9... Richard didn't take it seriously and continued moving forward.

Soon, He arrived at the newly expanded processing plant reported by Maria. The workers were busy inside, and several boxes of packed goods were piled up at the door. In the spiritual vision, a blonde worker in the factory showed a calm blue and spiritual aura of a Beyonder. At the same time, the gatekeepers and security guards of this processing plant were all dead people without any spiritual aura.

But these dead people were patrolling and walking like living people, sitting or standing, and practicing mysticism with the extraordinary man.

Zombie? A Beyonder from the Prisoner Path, blond hair, brown eyes, 1.74 meters tall, ancestry from the Southern Continent... Gavin Reed, a defector from the Temperance Faction last year? He's still working for Maria... How many salaries does one person get with four jobs?

The zombies looked around vigilantly, each one of them was a good and competent security guard.

Richard left the processing plant before the zombies noticed him.

Two streets across, in another neighborhood, Richard arrived at Maria's charity school.

He immediately saw the blue-haired Beyonder sitting in the guard room. Judging from his spiritual color, he was a "Navigator" who was almost done digesting the potion, and he was mentally stable and in normal condition.

The navigator also saw Him, and his expression immediately became serious: "Who are you? During class time, no outsiders are allowed to enter!"

Richard smiled and said, "Wasn't the previous guard a veteran? Where did that old man go?"

"He is old, so we gave him a pension so he can go back and retire."

The navigator still stared at Richard. He didn't feel any danger from this man, but he still didn't let go.

Seeing the navigator so serious, Richard felt relieved: "I'm here to find Maria."

"Maria? Miss Maria is not here."

"Really? But she was the one who asked me to come back." Richard shrugged. "Maria always likes to bluff, putting herself in a weak position, luring the enemy deep into her, and then looking for an opportunity to counterattack. This strategy won't work for long. She is obviously already Sequence 5, isn't she?"

Hearing the person in front of him pointing directly at Maria, the navigator's face immediately darkened:

"Sir, I don't know what you're talking about, but you'd better not..." At this point, the Storm Path Beyonder, who always spoke faster than his brain, finally recalled the first sentence, "What? You were called back by Miss Maria? Uh, you, do you have any proof? Like a letter or something?"

It was Maria who called me back by calling my name for three days in a row... Richard smiled and took out an opened letter from his pocket as if prepared: "Yes."

The navigator carefully took the envelope, checked the address and the sender's name, and then took out the letter to check. He pulled out the letter, read two lines, and nodded to confirm: "It is indeed Miss Maria's handwriting."

Just as he was about to continue asking, he heard hurried footsteps. Maria, who was in disguise, strode out of the teaching building and quickly approached the guard booth.

"Sean, didn't I tell you before that if a 'tall, gray-haired' gentleman visits, you should notify me immediately?" Maria pulled down her sunglasses, glared at the navigator, then looked at Richard, her voice lowered a lot, "Please come this way."

The navigator was stunned: "Didn't you say that to Gavin and the others?"

"You were there at the time."

"This one……"

Richard tried to smooth things over: "No, it doesn't matter. This gentleman has a strong sense of responsibility and is trustworthy."

Sean's eyes widened, he scratched his head in embarrassment, and watched Miss Maria and the strange young man walk quickly towards the teaching building.

"Hey? Why didn't you take the letter with you..."

Adhering to the moral standard of not peeking into other people's privacy, Sean put the letter back, folded it, and pressed it on the table. Then, he noticed the recipient's name written in small words in the corner:

Hestin Ernst.

"Ernst? This isn't our foundation... Eh? Eh? This name? Isn't this the new name of our leader that Miss Maria told us privately before?"

“Just now, that was… the leader?”

I witnessed an angel and I shut Him out? This angel was the leader we admired since childhood?
Boom! A flash of lightning flashed through Sean's mind, and he entered a state of being struck by lightning, unable to think normally for a long time.

……

A few minutes later, in an empty classroom.

Richard found a random seat and sat down, put his handbag on the table next to him, and asked directly:
"What happened in the East End?"

Maria took off her sunglasses and frowned. "I only know that something very dangerous is going to happen. Ademisol suddenly sensed the danger and was seriously injured mentally. He is still depressed and can no longer intervene in related events."

"Exactly what happened, I have no way of knowing. But his last words were 'They are all dead'."

Richard was silent for two seconds and asked, "So, what is your current emergency plan?"

"I noticed that you have arranged Beyonders in every subordinate organization. I also found out through asking around that many elderly employees have been given vacations or paid resignations by you. You hope to protect their safety in this way."

"I noticed on the way here that the flow of people was a little less, and you also encouraged some employees not to go out unless necessary."

Maria nodded slowly.

"At the same time, you also spread the news that you had encountered difficulties recently and were unable to come forward, hoping to reveal the hidden danger."

"Correct."

Richard thought for a moment. "The child from the destiny path, Admithal? Who did he say would die?"

"He suddenly went out into the street and told passers-by, 'They are all dead,'" Maria answered truthfully.

"Not all the passers-by are connected. An indiscriminate attack? Or a massacre?" Or a population cleansing? Richard stroked his chin, thinking about what might happen.

This is Backlund, the capital of Loen. It shouldn't be possible for terrorists to launch a large-scale attack... Is the number of people affected just on that street, or more? It's not easy to continue asking. The more information I know, the faster Admisoel will die... The danger that the Destiny Path can sense, perhaps the prophets can also discover it. I'll go back and ask Pereas, but he is in Renburg, and his name can't respond globally...

Richard asked again: "Has Admisol ever had a similar situation before? Can you tell how long it will take for his induction to take effect?"

Maria immediately replied: "Yes, there was another time before that you can use as a reference, it was Tingen."

Tingen. Richard seemed to understand something, and he nodded, motioning Maria to continue.

"According to the report from the person in charge of Tingen, Ademisol also showed abnormalities from July to September of this year. It is predicted that there will be a huge disaster and the entire Tingen will be submerged in a sea of ​​blood."

"The prophecy was finally presented in the form of 'the true Creator God descending'. Although there were heavy casualties, it was still far from what Admitsol predicted. In other words, it was possible to save and prevent and reduce the losses."

"July to September..." Richard said, "If I remember correctly, the descent of God happened in early September."

"That is to say, Ademisol's prophecy may span about two months."

Maria paused, looking embarrassed: "Yes."

"It's my own inability to deal with the disaster of the evil god's level, so I tried to ask you to come back, leader."

Richard laughed, stood up, and patted Maria's shoulder nonchalantly:

"No, you did the right thing. All your measures were correct. The only problem is that you don't know when the disaster will happen. If it really happens two months later, your current emergency measures may not even last a month."

Although Richard said it in a joking tone, Maria couldn't help but feel heavy-hearted when she thought about the rapidly decreasing funds.

"Well, there's no need to worry too much."

The Temperance Angel comforted his subordinates: "I will stay in Backlund during this period, and try my best to help you find some possible hidden dangers, and by the way, improve the security environment in the East District. It seems that I will spend the New Year in Backlund this year."

Maria smiled and said, "I am very honored that you are willing to stay here."

"Let me show you the school and the children."

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Ever since watching "The Mechanical Heart" and exploring Amon's Tomb, Klein has been waiting for his share of the spoils.

It was not until after dinner that Carlson, a member of the "Mechanical Heart", rang the doorbell of his house.

Klein didn't ask any more questions and followed the other party all the way to the Lever Church near the West Balam Dockyard and entered the three-story house next to the building.

The sign here is:

"Beckland Mechanical Research Society".

Good academics... Klein suddenly thought of the Blackthorn Security Company and smiled.

Under Carlson's guidance, he passed through some strange devices and found himself in a windowless room.

On the long table in the room were many items with strong spirituality, including the characteristics of a human skin shadow and a "ghost frame" covered with a black cloth, but none of them had the characteristics left behind by those extraordinary people after their death.

Obviously, the top management of the Mechanical Heart didn't want me to know about the indestructibility and conservation laws of Beyonder characteristics... Klein was not surprised.

"You can pick one." Ikanser, who was not wearing a hat, pointed to the long table.

Klein observed it “carefully” several times and sighed:

“There’s nothing I want.

"If converted into gold pounds, how much can I get?"

He had already made up his mind not to acquire the human skin shadow characteristics from the "Mechanical Heart".

Although this could be explained as the need to create certain magical items or to try out unique ritual magic, there was always a chance of exposing his own sequence. When a better option appeared, Klein did not want to take the risk.

So, he planned to just take the money!

This would not only help him collect the 2500 pounds demanded by the Psychological Alchemy Society, but would also effectively dispel the wariness of the Mechanical Heart.

Ikanser was obviously relieved, he adjusted his hair, and replied with a smile:
“1500 pounds.

"However, we encourage you to choose money, so the total is 2000 pounds."

Klein immediately smiled sincerely:

"it is good!"

TBC
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Wonderful thoughts: Richard is like a magic mirror, both for the characters in the book and for all readers.

(End of this chapter)