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

Chapter 275 Harmonious and Beautiful Southern Continent

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Colin exhaled silently, took a step back, and recited in a voice with a sense of vicissitudes:
“A fool who is not of this age;
“The mysterious master above the gray fog;

“The Yellow and Black King who controls good fortune;

"I pray to you, pray for the mysterious power, pray for the gift of good luck, pray that you can make the items on the altar form a spell..."

As soon as Colin's rhythmic, mysterious voice fell, the altar in front of him suddenly became dark and deep, as if an indescribable and ineffable divinity was emanating from the candle in the middle.

The candle flame suddenly grew larger, but failed to illuminate the surroundings. Instead, it made everything more illusory, and countless transparent shadows of various shapes and sizes appeared, covering every place, some sparse, some dense.

Above this illusory world and countless figures, there are seven pure lights of different colors, which seem to contain endless knowledge.

Above these seven pure lights is an endless gray-white mist and an ancient palace that overlooks everything.

The "Demon Hunter" Colin even forgot everything else for a moment, and stared intently at the scene on the altar, as if something that only existed in books and ancient tomes had overcome the barriers of fantasy and reality and truly appeared before him.

Two thousand five hundred and eighty-three years...

After two thousand five hundred and eighty-three years, Silver City finally received a normal response again.

……

In the early hours of Wednesday morning, Klein, who was sleeping soundly on the spacious bed, suddenly woke up. He felt that his spiritual mark on the ship was touched, and the direction of the fluctuation was another cabin - where the blue-eyed hunter was.

Klein wanted to get up and take a look at Sefirah Castle, but then he changed his mind, closed his eyes, and turned over.

"We're not in Backlund anymore. We're on the sea now..."

"A high-sequence expert... not an angel, most likely a hunter of the Saints. He stays up late at night and secretly performs a ceremony. Can I really care about this?" I can't. Even if I really find that the other party is problematic, I can't use the Source Castle to strike this hunter with lightning in the vast ocean. Besides, this voyage is supervised by the Dark Saints and has been filed with the Iron Cross. Klein closed his eyes comfortably, "It's better to have less trouble than more. I'm going to sleep now."

But after closing his eyes, he still felt a little uneasy, so he finally got up and went into the bathroom.

In Sefirah Castle, Klein, who was wearing a nightgown, yawned loudly, stretched out his hand, took out his pendulum from the pile of sundries, squinted his eyes and wrote down the divination sentence:

“My companions will harm me.”

He closed his eyes and repeated it seven times, almost falling asleep. When Klein opened his eyes again, he found that the topaz pendulum was spinning counterclockwise, and the topaz had turned into a yellow ring, like a small fan.

Not only will it not be disadvantageous to me, but it will also be beneficial to me? What happened? Klein was quite surprised by this answer, and even wanted to summon the "magic mirror" Arrodes immediately to ask him, but after thinking about it, he suppressed his curiosity and prepared to wait and see what would happen.

After finishing the divination, Klein simulated the feeling of falling and returned to the real world, back to his still warm bed.

Nothing happened all night.

The passenger ship sailed smoothly on the sea. Klein slept comfortably until noon. He asked the ship's chef to fry a steak for him and made a few desserts with the supplies prepared on the ship.

There was no need to maintain Dwayne Dantes’ persona at sea, and no need to waste unfinished snacks.

In the evening, he walked out of his room and prepared to take a walk on the deck. At this moment, he found that the blue-eyed man was also standing on the deck, frowning at a piece of paper in his hand, and looking up from time to time into the distance.

As soon as Klein's feet stepped on the carpet of the outer corridor, the blue-eyed hunter turned his head almost at the same time. A ball of fire rose in his hand and burned the note.

Is that what he got from the ceremony last night? Klein smiled impeccably and greeted the other party:

"Good afternoon, sir. Did you have a good rest last night?"

The hunter paused for a second, as if wondering if he had been discovered. However, he seemed to be very confident in his concealment skills. He adjusted his expression in the blink of an eye and said without revealing a single flaw:
"very good."

His tone was as condescending as ever, and his disdain for others because of his own abilities was almost exactly the same as Hazel Macht's. However, he became a little more amiable because of the kindness expressed by Klein:
"I will reward you. But, you must change your route now."

Klein suddenly had a bad feeling: "Why is this happening?"

The blue-eyed hunter raised his lips disapprovingly:
"Because, our destination, Berens Port, was urgently closed last night. Now, except for military and national ships, no organization or private ship is allowed to enter."

Klein frowned slightly. He was very restrained and did not ask where the other party got the information about being in the vast ocean.
"...Is it not possible even if I have an officer's document?"

"You really know nothing... Never mind. It's normal that you don't know. The one who announced the closure of the port is a big shot. What's the highest-ranking officer you can find? Colonel? Captain? Or some nobleman with a nominal title? Oh, even the generals of Loen don't have the power to let him off the hook."

The hunter narrowed his eyes and said without any surprise or anxiety: "The route you chose happens to be the shortest route from Disi Bay to Berens Port. Now you can't take this route. Otherwise, when you arrive in Berens tomorrow night, you may be able to enter with the officer's documents, but everyone on the ship will be locked up, and your goods will be confiscated, and you will never see them again."

He deliberately made his words sound serious.

Did Behrens enter a wartime state yesterday?

Why did the Death God Church not attack earlier or later, but during the few days I was here? If I hadn't divined in advance that the danger of this journey was within my acceptable range, I would have doubted whether it was a "coincidence"... Hearing the hunter's deliberate intimidation, Klein was not too surprised or nervous. Of course, all of this came from his own Sequence 5 ability. If he was just a middle-aged rich man with no self-protection ability, he might have been a little panicked by now.

Of course, he also prepared a lot of paper substitutes for himself as bodyguards.

The divination results show that his behavior will be beneficial to me... Klein pretended to be a little flustered, but calm, in line with the image of a person who has participated in battles in the southern continent and had rich experience, and asked calmly:
"So what do you think we should do now?"

The hunter raised his eyebrows. Although he didn't show it, he seemed to be very pleased with Klein's sense of the times and respect.

"Turn and sail according to my instructions."

The hunter said proudly, "You should be thankful that you met me. I will take you to the southern continent from a safe port. Otherwise, you and your goods will end up in the pockets of those port officials... By the way, who are you going to give these things to? Who are you going to help?"

"Is it a bribe for someone? Or supplies? There seem to be a lot of items and weapons in there. Which lord of the Aurora Society sent you here?"

He was the only one on the deck, the sea breeze blew away the words, and the blue-eyed hunter looked at the middle-aged rich man without blinking.

A blood vessel in Klein's forehead jumped.

If it was for the Iron Cross, would he just take all these things away after arriving at the private port?
If it was for the Loen nobles, would he take these things away directly after arriving at the private port and detain himself as well?

"It's a bribe."

Dwayne Dantes answered decisively, and deliberately added a lot of nonsense to make his answer more confusing: "These items are to be sent to bribe the nobles of Loen. I was commissioned by the Loen nobles to send them some things to build mutual feelings. If I can successfully complete this commission, I will be able to gain more connections and status in Loen's upper class society. Among them are many officers and nobles above the rank of earl, such as Colonel Alfred Hall, the second son of Earl Hall of Loen, Colonel Calvin's nephew, and Viscount Grote's eldest son Ka..."

This long passage made the hunter very annoyed and he frowned.

This was exactly what Klein was after, because the other party's behavior and tone of voice did not seem like that of a noble, and his straightforward personality did not interest him in the twists and turns between nobles. Klein was still talking when a cross appeared on the hunter's forehead, and he immediately waved his hands:

"Got it! So much nonsense. Since this is for the main event, you should leave as soon as you get to the private port. I don't want to argue with you Loen people. There is still 200 kilometers from Caesar Port to Berens." 200 kilometers... This detour is a bit far...

Klein took a deep breath. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly felt some strange spiritual fluctuations.

The sound of waves around had become extremely violent at some point, with no sign of calming down, as if a tsunami was brewing.

He looked around in astonishment. Through the increasingly thick fog on the sea, he could vaguely see layers of leaden clouds and waves like peaks above his head. The black storm extended from the sea surface to the mid-air, and silver-white lightning tore everything apart silently.

The void became translucent, as if a huge door to the underworld with invisible edges had opened. Skeletons with open mouths, vines that revealed baby faces, bloody arms, and strangely shaped, slippery tentacles with teeth rose from the sea and swam aimlessly underwater. The pale arms and vines constantly made grabbing motions.

The nearly invisible ghosts of resentful souls danced back and forth, screaming loudly, but were blown away by the strong wind.

At this moment, the sea seemed to have become the legendary underworld, gloomy, dark, chaotic and crazy.

Klein understood a little, but he was even more confused: "...The Church of Death has come to the sea?"

"Not only that, things are much more complicated than you think..."

The hunter laughed: "If I hadn't taken you into the asylum, you would have died quietly!"

The surrounding fog blocked everything, and his spirit could not detect the surroundings. Klein turned sideways and casually took out a gold coin and prepared to throw it up, but at this moment, his vision was suddenly occupied by a huge black curtain -

——An ironclad ship that was dozens of meters high suddenly appeared in front of Klein. The private passenger ship he hired was like an inconspicuous toy. It would be overturned by the waves stirred up by the other side just by getting close!
At the same time, the fog covering the boat quickly became thinner, but the speed of the ship also increased visibly, as if things related to reality were strengthened, while the mystical side was rapidly weakened.

The wind and waves almost blew Dwayne Dantes' hat off. Klein held his breath unconsciously, but neither the ship nor the people on it seemed to notice the sudden appearance of a small boat next to them, nor did they notice the strange fog.

"Ha, we've just entered the Raging Sea, and the situation over there is already so interesting?" The blue-eyed hunter has taken control of the ship's direction, turning quickly and heading southeast.

"Who is on this ship? Are they reinforcements from the Sonia Sea, or troops transferred from the Rorsted Islands to block the sea route? Who are the members of the Church of Death who are trying to stop them? It looks like a lively scene."

There was no negative emotion on his face, and he could even be described as enthusiastic: "I have to speed up, otherwise I will miss it!"

The hunter shouted at Klein: "Hey, Loen people! Hold on to the railing of the boat!"

"I want to add—"

The moment the last word was uttered, the ship was swept away by the wind. This small passenger ship suddenly broke through the arms and vines rising from the sea, smashing the waves and storms along the way, and rushed out of this chaotic sea in the blink of an eye, leaving only a trace on the sea.

Klein was thrown back several steps by inertia. Just as he grabbed the railing, he suddenly heard a cracking sound. Perhaps the passenger ship could not bear the load and something was disconnected. Then the huge black ironclad ship seemed to have finally discovered his strange passenger ship, but before they could start to stop it, red flames suddenly spurted out from the stern, and the high temperature and flames evaporated all the air currents and waves that were chasing them!
He didn’t know if it was Klein’s illusion, but he seemed to hear the hunter demigod’s narcissistic sneer in the wind.

……

"Well, I must make a serious confession about the current situation."

Treanor twirled his pen, his expression neither sad nor sincere:

"I confess. I always thought that Medici was very anxious, but I didn't expect that Feysac was even more anxious. I just passed on the information that Prince Sonia was here, and Laus Port and Sonia Island really began to gather troops, preparing to take advantage of the chaos to rush south to the Rorsted Islands."

Due to the hostility between the God of War and the God of Death, the Feysac Empire did not declare that it was coming to fight Loen, but instead found an excuse to "recover the colonies taken away by Intis."

"Good, good!" Tony Twain shouted in the mind link.

"It's so noisy over there. Can we go to a quiet place to talk? And don't communicate with me at the limit of the mind link. If you don't come, I will sell the Loen army deployment to Intis and let them fight on their own."

"I'm on my way. I'll be at Port Caesar tonight. Please save a spot for me in Berens' siege."

Tony Twain said hurriedly, "By the way, the guy who gave me a ride is not bad, but he's going to give bribes to the people of Loen. Do you want to take care of it?"

"Why should I care? It's not for me." Treanor stopped spinning the pen out of boredom and reached out to pick up the water cup on the table. "Let him deliver it to Behrens. Then we can take down Behrens, and then everything inside will be ours, right?"

"I saw a group of Loen guys fighting the Church of Death. Where did they come from?"

"Have you reached the mid-range island?"

"Not yet. Just past Harman."

Trena thought for a moment and said, "Oh, then you have encountered reinforcements from the Rhoside Archipelago. I will send a message to the Church of the God of Death to see if Mirella can lead the Loen people to the Feysac Fleet. I remember that the Feysac Fleet just set out from Gargas the day before yesterday."

"By the way, if you come here, go and see Mesanyes when you have time... I'll tell you who Mesanyes is when the time comes. Anyway, there might be a demigod of the Church of Knowledge in Lenburg hiding there."

"so?"

"As an Intis person, beat him up, but don't kill him. Then destroy the nearby Loen colony. You can decide the details yourself. I will lend you a Beyonder Item and pin the blame on the Renburg demigod."

The three churches of Sun, Storm and Knowledge are hostile to each other, and frictions of all sizes have never stopped. Sun and Storm have become so hostile to each other that they can mobilize relevant information at the slightest sign of trouble, while Knowledge is relatively neutral, but not much better - as can be seen from the land area and geographical location of the small country that believes in the god of knowledge and wisdom.

Beat up the demigod of Lunburg in the name of the Church of the Fiery Sun, and destroy the colony of Loen in the name of the Church of Knowledge. Under the current circumstances, as long as the news is spread, the two major churches and the people in them will not care whether the matter is true or false.

But, “Why?”

"Lenburg seemed to be deciding on a side, but he also seemed not to be," Traynor said. "I'll help him."

"It's a waste of time to go back and forth." Tony Twain was a little unhappy. He wanted to directly join in the melee with Berens. "You have legs, can't you run a trip yourself? You're too lazy to grow mushrooms."

Treanor sighed and said with great regret:

“Medici hinted to me that I must not let Feysac declare war on Loen first, so I came up with this idea, to try to stir up hatred between Loen and the Church of Knowledge first… If I can do it, the War Angel will definitely praise me, right? But I don’t have much time, and since you don’t want to, then I will do it myself…”

"Look at what you are saying. You are so busy, how can I not help you?" Tang En immediately said righteously, "Give me the relevant information later, and I will definitely help you get it done!"

"Okay."

Treanor closed the mind link to prevent the other party's excitement from affecting himself.

Then he reached out and scooped up the cat, dozing off in the sun.

TBC
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Tang En: Thanks, brother.

(End of this chapter)