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

Chapter 295 The Torn Curtain

602
Silver City.

Everyone looked up and stared blankly at the sky.

The darkness dissipated like fog.

Lightning flashed, and only the rumbling thunder remained.

Only the warm golden light spread from the western sky, and the haze and darkness of the whole world were swept away at this moment.

Under the shining of this refreshing warmth, the world seemed to have returned to the mythical era thousands of years ago. The sun's rays fell on the promised land of the Lord, and everything that should not exist under the Lord's gaze began to fade away. The monsters wailed and their shadows retreated into the distance. The whispers and floating shadows in the deserted places gradually disappeared. The sight from the nothingness on the wasteland and the deadly dream floating in the air somewhere ended.

Outside a busy town in the wilderness, a giant wolf wandering there suddenly raised its head.

The black curtain-like thing covering His body suddenly expanded and fell, covering everything around Him.

“…Is this a dream?” Derrick Berg couldn’t help but mutter in his sleep.

He felt great will and warmth in this light. Derrick pinched his face hard, and tears silently slid down his cheeks.

"It's not a dream..."

He laughed while crying, and his expression was even more distorted and uglier than when he was most seriously injured.

Not far outside the City of Silver, the old Angel of the Holy Word stopped in the sun. He pursed his lips, slowly knelt down, and prostrated himself on the ground.

Its daybreak.

……

Edward walked around the small conference room for the thirteenth time. Suddenly, he nodded as if he had gained enlightenment, and then patted the True Creator's shoulder vigorously:

"I suddenly feel like you have a misconception."

The one who was thinking about how to issue an oracle to his subordinates to gradually reveal the true creator of "Extraordinary Hidden" was interrupted and turned his head:

"what?"

"In fact, you don't need to support 'Eternal Darkness' at all?" Edward spread his hands. "Aren't you planning to use the Pillar as your main fighting force anyway? What if you succeed? Why do you still need to support the Old Ones? Will you come up with another 'Redemption of the Rose'?"

"I still don't understand why you had to pick a slightly better one from all the bad candidates. You can be so domineering on Earth in the past, but at the end of the world, you will only be the bottom line for participating in the war. What's more, it is still far from the end of the universe, and the fourth pillar of strategic deterrence that you want on Earth cannot be put together..."

"Why don't you just pretend to support someone and let them continue to confront each other like this?"

"This may be the best answer for the earth."

……

In the evening, in Queens, in the luxurious villa of Earl Hall.

"Another murder has occurred in the East District. The victim was suspected to have been tortured before his death..." Audrey, who had finished her dinner, casually flipped through the Backlund Evening News in the living room.

The evening paper in Audrey's hand was an old edition that had not yet published the declaration of war by the Feysac Empire a few hours ago and the military activities on the border. The newly printed edition was put away by the earl and his wife, and they did not intend to show it to their little daughter for the time being.

Hearing his daughter's whisper, Earl Hall shook his head and sighed:
"It's not news in the East End, statistics show people die there every day, more than one."

The Countess reached out her hand and gently stroked her daughter's soft golden hair:

"Dear Audrey, are you frightened by what happened this morning? Those people are really scary when they go crazy. We will not hire servants of Southern Continent descent anymore."

"No, Mom, I'm fine."

Audrey forced a smile, even though she was certainly not in a very good mood.

On the one hand, her mind told her that she couldn't agree with her mother's answer, as people from the Southern Continent didn't have original sin because of their bloodline. On the other hand, she couldn't refuse her mother's proposal, as she was really scared of what happened today. When she passed by other servants with Southern Continent bloodline, she felt a little nervous and uneasy.

Although, the other party is often more uneasy than she is.

Her extraordinary abilities and the extraordinary items she carried with her meant that she didn't need to worry about her life safety, but Audrey was a little afraid of the fierce look in the eyes of the mixed-blood girl - she certainly knew that the people of the Southern Continent didn't like the Northern Continent. Audrey had read many relevant books and understood some of the history, and she also felt that it was acceptable for the Northern Continent to be disliked.

However, once this sharp hatred appeared directly in front of her, Audrey could not help but feel a little wronged. Why did the other party hate her so deeply? In terms of emotion and reason, she did not abuse the maid, nor did she ride a horse with a gun to sweep the village where the grandparents of the mixed-race maid lived. Since she began to understand the history of the southern continent, Audrey encountered many setbacks and disappointments, but the most helpless and aggrieved moment for her was this moment - she did not do anything wrong to her, could all this hatred be transferred to her?

She had so many questions to ask, but the girl would no longer answer her questions.

The mixed-race girl lived alone in Backlund, worked as a street girl and a textile worker, and claimed to believe in the goddess of the night. Audrey did not tell her family that she had attempted to murder herself twice, but only said that she committed suicide after killing the maid who bullied her.

No family member bought a burial plot for her, so she should have been cremated and buried in a charity cemetery.

Audrey didn't pay much attention to the murders in the newspapers. She had seen more murders today than in the past ten years combined. It was as if there was a breath stuck in her chest, making her not want to think about anything or do anything.

All I wanted to do was throw myself ungracefully onto my bed, bury my face in the soft pillow, and give up thinking.

But she didn't want to make her family sad, so Audrey hid her tired side and used her "audience" ability to maintain her former self. After chatting with her father, mother and brother for a while, she returned to her room with her golden retriever Susie.

Audrey closed the door, suppressed her irritability, took off her shoes, and threw herself on her bed.

The smooth and soft quilt had a faint scent of incense. Audrey gradually calmed down. Susie circled the bed twice, with her front paws resting on the edge of Audrey's bed:

"Audrey, are you feeling better?"

"A little better."

Audrey rested her arms on the bed, propped herself up, and held her chin up: "Susie, I just feel a little uncomfortable."

Susie moved towards Audrey and wagged her tail slowly: "About what happened today?"

"Yes."

Audrey sighed softly. "Until just now, I was thinking that it wasn't me who did these things. She shouldn't accuse me or try to kill me. But then I suddenly thought, if it wasn't me who was here, but Alfred, or if both Alfred and I were here, what would I do after she made the accusation?"

The answer is that I will do nothing and just watch like a spectator, while Alfred will subdue the other person. In the situation that the mood in the morning was malicious, if she was emotional, Alfred would probably...

Her brother must be an extraordinary person, so it would be easy for him to deal with an ordinary person.

The image of splattered blood appeared in her mind and the sound of gunfire lingered in her ears.

As a psychiatrist, she knew that this was a psychological trauma, but she didn't want to get rid of it so quickly.

"Susie, my goal in becoming a Beyonder is to protect my parents and my brother..."

Audrey pinched both sides of her cheeks with her hands, constantly comforting herself psychologically, trying to stay calm and not let her emotions slide into sadness: "If this happens again in the future, what should I do?"

I have to protect my family, it's a matter of course.

But the education I received and the books I read all told me that compassion for the poor is a virtue of the rich, caring for the weak is a matter of course for those in high positions, and the innate nobility of the nobility comes not only from money and status, but also from the education they receive.

I couldn't ignore the accusations, but I couldn't ignore them against my family...

"…I don't know, Audrey."

Susie spoke helplessly.

The two audience members looked at each other for a long time, and finally fell into silence.

Audrey closed her eyes and buried her face in the pillow, always recalling the last few seconds of the girl's life.

……

"There are still many problems to be solved. What is the meaning of that 'light gate' hanging so many travelers?"

"It should be the Blessing of Xuanhuang Heavenly Venerable? He, or He, is selecting his successor? But why is He doing this? What does He want to get from us?"

Although he already knew the truth about the world, Klein felt that he was more calm than he could have imagined when he witnessed everything. It was not until he left that he felt his legs trembling slightly.

Following the true Creator's request, after placing a cross on the chair covered by the black veil, Klein slowly moved back to the position of The Fool, trying to immerse himself in thinking in order to find his future goals again.

Unfortunately, he can only approach the "light gate" at present but cannot touch it, grasp it, or even see it clearly. For the time being, he is unable to do any research and it is difficult for him to obtain the most direct information.

"Consider looking for clues in the real world... Also, since we can climb onto that gray cloud and see the 'light gate' when we reach Sequence 4, then when we reach Sequence 2, and another qualitative change occurs, can we control the 'light gate' to a certain extent and figure out the cause?

“Haha, I was infected by the attitudes of Qi Guang and Arrodes. I almost thought that I was the master of the gray fog and the great ruler of the spiritual world. Now it seems that I was just randomly selected as an ‘experimental subject’. If I fail, the next traverser will appear…” Klein muttered to himself silently, tapping the edge of the bronze table with his fingers.

The four broken cocoons seemed to correspond exactly.

Russell, the True Creator, Edward Vaughan, and himself.

"They really are randomly selecting people from all over the world."

"Does this prove why I am the only one who can stay in this gray fog? Well, Sefirah Castle is an item related to the 'Fortune Teller' path, which can greatly increase divination and spiritual perception. However, none of them chose the Fortress Teller, so they cannot return here..."

Klein couldn't help but cover his face with his hands. There were twenty-two ways, but only one could return to Sefirah Castle. Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun didn't give any hints. The probability of choosing a fortune teller was too low, right?
"Emperor Roselle once used the power of the magic potion of the Craftsman to replicate the mysterious silver plate that allowed Him to travel through time. The pattern that seemed to be flawless in the past became extremely mysterious and complicated after it was replicated. And my ritual, the pendulum mentioned by Edward Vaughn, are these the basis for Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun to select people? The souls of those who obtain these things will come to Sefirah Castle and be preserved?"

"But if there is no ceremony, how can they find Sefirah Castle again..."

Klein frowned and pondered for a long time, and finally he could only come up with the only answer of "mystical connection".

He stayed quietly on Sefirah Castle for a while, responded to the prayer of Seagod, and looked at what the people who prayed to The Fool were saying. He made some other plans and then left the gray fog.

After spending a night that was so peaceful that it made him feel a little uncomfortable, the calendar turned to a new day.

603
1350 7 Month 1 Day.

In the morning, Klein went to the Aurora Society's base and took away the things that Ms. D left for him.

A return ship ticket and proof of transaction.

The documents were forged, but the ship and the ticket were real, and just like that, Dwayne Dantes successfully returned from the southern continent today.

In addition, Ms. D also gave Klein an item for a private transaction, the newspaper of the Feysac Empire.

"I would like to thank Ms. D. She has given me a lot of help." Klein said to the busy Dark Saint.

The Dark Saint learned through the oracle that Klein had been promoted to Sequence 4, and his attitude towards Klein became much better than before:

"She will not be back for a while. She is in the Land of the Sun, where the Lord is watching, preparing for her ascension ceremony."

The Dark Saint's tone was somewhat envious. Klein guessed that he was not envious of Ms. D's advancement to Sequence 4, but rather that she was favored by the True Creator. "She will soon become an altar priest of the cathedral, assisting her new compatriots who have just converted to the Lord and managing the place."

The Cathedral…Ms. D is the daughter of a marquis. I’m afraid Aurora won’t be able to find anyone in Intis with a higher status than her who she can trust. Her belief in the ancient sun god also comes in handy. She is normal and rational, and is the best choice.

"If you don't mind, I can convey your thanks."

"Sorry to trouble you."

"You're welcome." The Dark Saint said, "By the way, you may need to do some intelligence gathering in Backlund during this period. The Feysac Empire issued a declaration of war in its own country last night, and attacked the Amanda Mountains in the east an hour later."

He took out a brand new newspaper from the drawer. Klein took it. It was the same format as the one Ms. D handed him. It didn’t look fake. “We are currently in a neutral position. The cooperative military operations in the southern continent have also been temporarily terminated. You should be careful not to expose yourself in Loen.”

Klein casually flipped through two newspapers, one old and one new, and asked in a low voice:
"…Information, what are your requirements?"

"You are from Loen, so you don't need to do too much."

The Dark Saint said, "You have entered the upper class, which is the best. You just need to pay attention to the real-time news in the newspaper, the dynamics of the upper class, and the living conditions of the common people."

These are things that Dwayne Dantes can come into contact with in his daily life. Klein nodded: "Okay."

"Finally, your mission is about to begin."

The Dark Saint handed over a booklet bound with a paper clip. "This is a food order from Mr. Frank Lee of the Future Pirates. I don't know the details of your mission, but you should know what to do."

Klein didn't say anything. He took the booklet and flipped through it. On the cover were four handwritten words: "Instructions for Use". It listed the detailed information of each of Frank's mushrooms, and even included crooked hand-drawn patterns. The address for picking up the goods was inserted inside.

These are the supplies and normal food that all the survivors in Silver City, no, Eastern Continent need... Klein silently put away the booklet, tucked the newspaper under his arm, and nodded gently:
"it is good."

When he left the Aurora Society's base, Klein found that most people in the factory were silent today, without the enthusiasm of the past.

He left the factory area on the outskirts of the city and returned to the city. After buying a freshly baked hot sandwich, Klein sat in the dining area outside and took out two newspapers from his arms.

"The 'Backlund Great Smog' incident that shocked the northern continent is suspected to be a purge of the people by the Loen royal family!"

The eye-catching title was written in bold capital letters in Feysac language. Klein immediately closed the newspaper and chose a secluded corner to start reading.

This newspaper was published on May 5.13, which was shortly after Klein became the "Master of Secret Dolls" and returned to Backlund.

In just two months, he has become Sequence 4.

The newspaper included the testimonies of three victims of the smog, who were given pseudonyms. One of the three victims was a middle-level worker in a textile factory in the East District, one was an ordinary clerk who happened to have an office near the East District, and the other was a homeless man who worked hard but lived from hand to mouth in the East District.

The three people chosen are extremely meaningful, covering the lower and middle classes who can arouse widespread emotional identification.

"In the confession, there were also the words 'thick yellow smoke that made it impossible to see the scenery one meter away', 'people around died in just one minute', and 'extremely fast spread speed due to the wind direction'..."

"To ordinary people, these contents are bound to be exaggerated, but judging from the death toll from the smog, they are indeed credible...Feisak used the extremely high mortality rate and extremely fast spreading speed to prove that the smog is not just fog, but poisonous gas..."

Klein silently read the report, which had only been published once, closed the newspaper, and opened a new one.

《Declaration of war against the Kingdom of Loen and its royal family》

Klein's expression twisted instantly, not because of the title, but because of the two signatories below - one was the Patriarch of the Church of the God of War, an angel on earth equivalent to the Pope, and the other was the current emperor of the Feysac Empire!

The Einhorn royal family is a hunter's angel family. They are definitely happy to participate in the war and have reached an agreement with the Church of the God of War!
Emperor Feysac's speech:

"... King George III of Loen is a devil who is guilty of all crimes and has killed countless people, including his own people."

"The Augustus family did not do everything that a royal family should do. They neglected their duties and wielded the butcher knife against their own people, killing in the name of the king. The sins of George III and the Augustus royal family have surpassed the sum of all the atrocities they have committed in the southern continent... They are complacent and unwilling to let other countries discover their evil deeds. They refuse to take responsibility for it and confess their crimes to the dead."

"Our country will strongly condemn the inhumane behavior of King Loen and his royal family. In the name of freedom, human rights, the 34th Emperor and the great God of War, the Feysac Empire officially declares war on the Kingdom of Loen and saves the people of Loen from tyranny and massacre!"

Pfft!Pfft!
These words were extremely inspiring. Although they were only a few hundred words, they portrayed the image of a righteous savior and a cruel king vividly. Klein even felt his heartbeat speeding up, and his fingers gradually clenched the newspaper.

"As expected, the path to war..."

Klein took a few deep breaths and quickly adjusted his mood. Then he looked down and saw Patriarch Larion's declaration of holy war.

The religious leader's speech was more concise and efficient than that of the emperor.

"My fellow countrymen, the people of the God of War, and people of good will."

"We are witnesses to the crimes committed by Augustus."

"Don't think of escaping, don't think of getting away, there is only justice, only divine judgment!"

"The great god of war leads us! Our souls will fight bravely until they reach the temple of dusk!"

"This is a holy war to exterminate evil!"

TBC
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It is really unbearable. So many fans punish Qiao San alone, and the Augustus family simply disappears, making it seem as if Qiao San alone forced Augustus to become the Black Emperor.

Double update at 6:30.

(End of this chapter)