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

Chapter 193: Thoughts of Silver City

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Derrick's eyes widened. He was a little surprised, but not panicked.

The external manifestation of the flesh and blood magic of the "Secret Prayer" has always been frightening, but in the City of Silver, anything that can save lives and improve strength is useful. Derrick, who has been through many battles, is not afraid of flesh and blood, but is surprised by the meaning of these words -

I have no ill intentions?
Who is this? It doesn't seem to be what Elder Lovia is thinking. Could it be that someone is using Elder Lovia to pass on a message to the Chief?
It’s so special, is this method unique to the “Secret Prayer” path?

Just this sentence is really strange. If it was someone from Silver City, there would be no need to go through all this trouble and just report it to the six-member council. Since this person didn't do this, it proves that he can't communicate with the chief face to face for the time being, which means...

Derrick was shocked.

This might be someone from outside Silver City delivering the message!
If his guess was correct, this was the first time in thousands of years that Silver City had seen outsiders!
Are there other cities left in the God-forsaken Land?

All these speculations made his blood boil. He turned his eyes away from the squirming flesh and raised his head to look at Elder Lovia opposite him, only to see that she was also looking at him without blinking.

Derrick wanted to lower his head at first, but then he suddenly realized that the current situation seemed a little subtle.

——I don't need to feel guilty! The Sun encouraged himself in his heart: Mr. Fool is not the Lord's enemy. The Chief and Elder Lovia may not know that the Lord is gradually trying to get rid of madness, but I have received the personal recognition of the gods... But I can't tell them this directly. Sigh, is this the way adults talk? It's really troublesome not to be able to speak directly... This time with an outsider, maybe I can see if I can find a chance to hint at this matter.

So Derrick held his head high and looked straight into Lovia's eyes.

Lovia looked at him doubtfully, then looked away and looked at Colin Iliad:
"Chief, do you know the source of this information?"

At the same time, she glanced in Derrick's direction, as if asking why he was still standing there.

Colin shook his head slightly and did not let Derrick leave. Instead, he spoke slowly and calmly in front of the two of them:

"Perhaps you have already guessed it."

"There are outsiders coming near Silver City, eager to negotiate with us."

Even though Derrick had learned a lot about interpersonal relationships and self-concealment in the Tarot Club, he still felt like he was in a dream after hearing the chief’s personal seal.

Luo Weiya was also stunned, and asked in a vague tone: "Really...?"

"How many of them came?"

"Only one. Judging from his appearance, he is a male human of the same giant bloodline as us."

"There is only one..." Lovia muttered to herself, with a light in her eyes. She was not disappointed. "Which city-state is he from? How far is it from Silver City?"

"He claims to be from Emerald City and is waiting 500 meters outside the watchtower southeast of Silver City."

Five hundred meters away… Five hundred meters away from Silver City, using the special communication method of the "Secret Prayer" to contact Elder Lovia and let her convey the message on his behalf? Derrick immediately thought of one thing - the visitor might be a "Secret Prayer" stronger than Elder Lovia, most likely a sequence under the "Black Knight". If the negotiation is appropriate, Silver City may be able to complete the potion formula of the "Secret Prayer" Sequence 3!
The City of Silver has never had a formula for Sequence 3. Every demigod is stuck at this sequence, unable to advance any further.
A visit from an outsider, information from other cities, and the potion formula for the demigod sequence, three important things happened at the same time!

Is this the good fortune that the "Angel of Destiny" has bestowed upon Silver City? Is this a sign that Silver City is about to be redeemed?

Derrick clenched his fists excitedly. As a newly promoted Beyonder team leader, he had no right to speak in front of the two elders. He could only prick up his ears and show a curious look, expecting the two elders to say more.

"Emerald City?" Lovia, who was only focused on getting stronger and improving her sequence, had limited knowledge of the geography and ancient mythology of the God-Forsaken Land. She showed a puzzled expression to the Chief, "Is there a city in the records of Silver City? Where is it? Has our exploration team been there?"

"That's why I hesitated."

Colin Iliad replied in a deep voice: "According to the records of the Silver City, before the sun set and when the omniscient and almighty Lord protected this land, the Silver Kingdom did have a friendly country called Emerald. According to the records, it was a city that the Lord loved, and it was also a medium-sized city-state with humans as the main population and foreign races living in harmony. There was even a devout monk who became an angel while he was still alive and entered the Kingdom of God."

"But if the records are correct, the Emerald City had already lost all contact with us in the early days of the 'Great Cataclysm'."

"Of course, we cannot rule out the possibility of reconstruction or the same name. We may have to get the specific information from the visitors."

If a guest from a city-state that had been destroyed for a thousand years were in the outside world, would he also become a horror story that Miss Magician loved? However, it was just as terrifying in Silver City... Derrick felt his back getting hot again, and unspeakable emotions and strong curiosity surged in his heart, making him a little worried.

Luo Weiya was also immersed in her own thoughts. None of them spoke first, but it was obvious that they all had their own ideas. They just looked at each other silently, wanting to confirm from others.

The pieces of flesh that fell on the table squirmed, and Elder Lovia reached over, grabbed them, crushed them, and smeared them on her arm, and soon they merged into one - she felt that if she ate the meat directly, it would leave an indelible bad impression on the only young man present. But even though Lovia was very considerate and reserved, Derrick was still shocked and dared not say a word.

At this moment, the Chief spoke:

"This is an important matter. I will convene a six-member council to discuss it today. Now, I want to hear your thoughts."

He looked at Luo Weiya first, and Luo Weiya nodded, thinking and saying:
“I think communication is necessary.”

"This is the first time in a thousand years that outsiders have visited us. Silver City needs to communicate with other cities to find a way out for the future. But..."

There was a trace of hesitation and struggle on Lovia's face: "...But the Emerald City may have been destroyed, and the strength of the person coming is likely beyond our imagination. He may not even be human, but some kind of monster with extremely high intelligence in the depths of darkness. Blind negotiation is the wrong option. In addition, he appeared directly near the Silver City. The distance of 500 meters does not allow us to prepare for battle or defense immediately. It is too close."

Luo Weiya's attitude is to continue to wait and see and investigate before making a decision, which is a conservative and reasonable answer.

Knowing that the other party was very likely a high-sequence powerhouse of the "Secret Prayer", he still chose to observe and restrain himself... Elder Lovia was more rational than I thought. Could this be another strong proof that the "Fallen Creator" had recovered? Derrick thought to himself.

"Your concerns are correct," the Chief nodded slowly.

Then, Colin looked at Derrick.

"What do you think?"

Logically speaking, my best answer would be to repeat what Elder Lovia said, or to simply say "I don't know, but I'll take the Chief's judgment as the standard." However, this might be an opportunity for me to hint to Mr. Fool and the Lord!

But I can't say it directly! How can I hint at it, what is the best answer...

Derrick thought at the speed of light. He thought he was acting very calm, but in fact, his face was serious and sweat kept pouring out of his forehead. However, this was consistent with the young man's nervousness when being questioned by the chief himself, so the two elders did not find it strange.

"I think……"

Derrick put a lot of effort into it, almost blurting out the words one by one:
"I agree with Elder Lovia's idea. Although it is dangerous and uncontrollable, it is also an opportunity."

After saying this, Derrick felt his breathing become smoother. The Chief signaled him to continue with his eyes. Meanwhile, Elder Lovia frowned slightly in confusion, as if she still didn't understand why "Derrick Berg", who always opposed her, actually agreed with her on this matter.

“But I also have my own opinions.”

“Just like Elder Lovia said, the stranger is too close to Silver City now. If he has bad intentions, it will be difficult for Silver City to take effective defensive measures in a short period of time.” Derrick took a deep breath and said, “In other words, the other party could actually attack at any time, but he chose to retreat and wait, and passed on the message of ‘no bad intentions’ through you…”

Luo Weiya's eyebrows knitted even tighter.

Derrick mustered up the courage to finish his words: "So, in this situation, I think that constantly avoiding and being on guard will only make the other party dissatisfied."

Before he finished speaking, Lovia retorted in a bad tone: "Derrick Berg, you want to gamble the fate of everyone in Silver City on the other party's good intentions? What you mean is that since we can't resist anyway, why not just give up resistance and take a gamble?"

"What if he is a monster? What if he has bad intentions? Silver City will be in danger because of your decision!"

"How are you going to explain it to the people who died in the accident?"

The good impression she had just had on Derrick disappeared without a trace in an instant. She once again recalled how this kid had communicated with unknown beings and repeatedly caused trouble for her work of spreading the Lord's faith!
Elder Lovia is very rational! I just expressed my objection, and she has already begun to imagine the worst development and pressure me. Derrick felt very relieved and struggled to continue to argue:

"The chief said that the stranger was carrying an extraordinary item that had a high probability of purification, so he couldn't be a monster." "Perhaps he was a monster from the depths of darkness that had evolved resistance to light and purification, or perhaps he was a high-ranking Thousand Faces Hunter who could change his appearance and deceive the patrol team's senses."

"He also carries the Lord's symbol! He also shows it to the patrol. No ordinary monster could possibly understand the meaning of the symbol!"

Seeing that Lovia was about to speak, Derrick became a little anxious. But he immediately realized that both of them had been aroused, and began to simply refute each other instead of having a rational discussion. Derrick quickly said:

"I am just expressing my own thoughts. Everything is subject to the judgment of the six-member council."

As soon as she said this, Luo Weiya took back the words that were about to come out and managed to calm down.

Colin nodded slightly, his face showing no emotion, and suddenly asked, "Anything else?"

...This sentence should not be asking me, but hinting at the meaning of the great existence I contacted! ...The Chief seems to still think that I contacted "Amon". Maybe I have to find time to clarify it for Mr. Fool in the future...Derrick's radar jumped, his thoughts turned rapidly, and his thinking was faster than ever. In an instant, he thought of a proper answer:
"No more." He looked the chief in the eye, his face relaxed, "This is a good thing."

Colin looked at him thoughtfully for a few more times, then waved his hand: "I understand. I will convene a six-member council to discuss this matter. Derrick Berg, you can go back."

Derrick breathed a sigh of relief and almost smiled. He bowed to the two elders and left the round tower quickly.

Luo Weiya looked at his departing back, then looked at the silent chief, and always felt that she might have overlooked some information.

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It's a new day, the weather is fine and there's nothing to do.

Klein woke up in the soft and comfortable single bed of the "Teyana" Hotel and yawned. Klein, who had always lived in tension and excitement, felt empty and unreal in his current overly leisurely life. He began to think about doing something.

What can one do at sea? Robbing the rich to help the poor? Becoming a pirate? Becoming a treasure hunter or adventurer? Becoming a pirate is definitely not an option, but Klein must admit that he simply cannot forget the numbers on the pirate's wanted poster that make one's mouth water.

Although he was not short of money now, both potion materials and extraordinary items were very expensive, so he could prepare for the future... Klein slowly stood up, then slowly lay back in the slightly cool morning air, willingly being sealed in the quilt.

"Kill a few pirates to save money? This is a good idea, but the pirates who can show up are basically only rewarded with a few dozen pounds. Even if a mosquito leg is meat, it takes hundreds of mosquito legs to save enough money for a piece of material. There will be other expenses in the process. It's a thankless task..."

Klein lay on the bed and muttered, his eyes fixed on the sliver of sky outside the curtains:
"Before, Vice Admiral Disease spent a thousand pounds to offer a reward for Elaine. Pirate generals all have their own ways to make money, and looting or human trafficking is the fastest way. Vice Admiral Disease's third mate, Mithor King, is a big pirate worth 5400 pounds. It's a pity that he was also on the Black Death that night. It is estimated that he has been killed or his head has been left to collect the reward..."

"Tracy's subordinates are like plague gods now. No pirate general wants to recruit them. Qi Lingos led them, but Qi Lingos died. Tracy recruited them, but Tracy died again. If this continues, these little pirates will form their own pirate group, and their bounties will naturally increase...Scientific pig farming?"

Klein laughed, not wanting to move, and feeling cheerful. “Gehrman Sparrow’s character is that of a crazy adventurer, but this character has not yet been fully established, except in front of Danitz.”

He exerted himself and sat up from the quilt, took a few breaths of the fresh and cold morning air, and quickly got up to wash.

Next, he would go to the bar in Bayam where many adventurers and pirates gathered to see if he could come across any commissions or clues about targets worth hunting. Klein made a plan, washed up, put on his coat, and walked out quickly.

……

Backlund, Harvest Church.

Emlyn White held a strange badge the size of an eyeball and said in his heart:
"'World' is so long-winded. Isn't it just going to Pinster Street in the North District to find a night watchman named Leonard Mitchell? He even specifically emphasized that the other party has a secret and is likely to drag people into a dream.

“You’re doubting my ability!”

Emlyn stood up, changed into a tuxedo and white shirt, and looked out the window.

Haha, he has secrets, and so do I. I bet that Lord Nibais or some earl is watching me secretly. If anything unexpected happens, he will definitely provide some help... Entering a dream... Emlyn thought for a few seconds, took out a few small metal bottles, and used the spiritual materials inside to mix a bottle of azure potion.

After putting away the bottle and potion, he took his silk hat, walked out of the lounge, said goodbye to Bishop Utravsky, and left the Harvest Church.

It was only morning, but the sky in Backlund was very dark, with a thin mist like water filling the air.

Emlyn narrowed his eyes, put on his hat, and muttered to himself:
"The sunlight is a bit dazzling..."

He hailed a cab, drove straight to the Steam Underground Station, and bought a first-class ticket to the North End for 6 pence.

This saves a lot of time than going directly there!
More than forty minutes later, he arrived at his destination and stood outside the door of 7 Pinster Street.

Emlyn rang the doorbell politely and waited patiently for a minute.

He was just about to write a note and slip it under the door to arrange the next visit when he heard lazy footsteps approaching.

Not like a servant... Emlyn nodded imperceptibly, took out the potion he had prepared earlier, unscrewed the lid, and drank it all in one gulp.

Then, he saw the door open, and saw a man with dark hair and green eyes appear in front of him. He was wearing a white home shirt and black trousers. The hem of his clothes was pulled out and swaying in the wind, and his temperament was unrestrained and unruly.

Although he is a believer of the night, I have to say that his appearance can still be compared with our blood race... Emlyn took off his hat and raised his chin slightly.

"Good morning, are you Mr. Leonard Mitchell?"

Leonard frowned slightly, looked at the handsome man with a pair of striking red eyes in front of him, raised his hand to cover his mouth, and yawned inadvertently:

"you are?"

"A visitor, I have something I would like to ask you for help with." Emlyn did not reveal his identity and smiled slightly arrogantly.

This attitude and this feeling gave Leonard an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if he saw his past self. He always believed that he was the most special one and the protagonist of the era.

He cleared his throat and said, "I am just an ordinary citizen and I don't accept commissions."

"If you have anything to ask, you can go to a private investigator."

Emlyn White smiled and said, "Only you can accomplish this."

He glanced around and continued:

"I want to buy a magical item that can steal other people's extraordinary abilities."

Leonard's eyes fixed, and he asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

At this time, Emlyn did not answer immediately. Instead, he looked around and chuckled, "It's really amazing. I was dragged into the dream without even noticing it."

He was not in a hurry to leave here. In the solemn expression of Leonard Mitchell, he took out the small badge from the "world".

Leonard took a look, his expression relaxed a little, tilted his head slightly, and paused for a few seconds.

Silently, Emlyn White saw the scenes around him shatter and disappear rapidly, as if pieces of glass were breaking at the same time.

Leonard snorted and pointed inside the house:
"Let's talk after you come in."

TBC
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Buy the Fire Gloves and steal the Taint of the All-Black Eye.

(End of this chapter)