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

Chapter 309 Guests from the Southern Continent Arrive at the Palace
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"what!"

In the hidden darkness of the Amanda Mountains, the new "Goddess of Night" who was forced to accommodate uniqueness scratched her face with her wolf claws in pain. The fallen wolf hair and flesh became invisible under the cover of the hidden veil. The believers of the goddess would not hear the howling of the god like a wild wolf in the mountains, nor would they hear some language that sounded like the roar of a wild beast turning into muttering in their ears.

This is the benefit of secrecy - at the same time, they will not realize that their god has become a different person.

His expression was sometimes ferocious and sometimes gentle. In one moment, he showed the ferocity of a mythical creature, the demon wolf, and in the next moment, he turned into a human face with a hint of peace.

Spanning thousands of years, the spirits of these two high-sequencers of the dark path who were once mortal enemies were blended together in an extremely humorous way. They once again began to fight for power, identity, self and even life!
The Mother of Heaven had no objection to the fact that she had become a tool in the struggle between the superiors. The weak in the extraordinary world should be bullied by the strong. She had treated humans in this way before, so it was natural for the stronger gods to treat her in this way.

This is the law of the world!

Want to be the strongest person and always be able to play with others at will? Ha... How can such a good thing be possible?
Although he was in great pain from being forced to accommodate them, and had a splitting headache from the prayers of those anchors, and although the two gods did not consider his life or death and only cared about whether there was anyone to fill the position of "Goddess of Night", he still had a grateful heart.

Because He needed to be alive, we helped Him to successfully pass through the moment of accommodating uniqueness. Although He is now in agony from the torture of foreign spirits and sudden powerful forces, this is still a gift from the strong that requires gratitude!

"Haha... Amanesis..."

In those black eyes that were as calm and deep as the night sky, two figures were fighting fiercely.

The face of the Mother of Heaven was obscured by the hanging black veil, but the corners of Her mouth were slightly raised, as if She had discovered something interesting.

"Why... do you keep fighting... with this... human-like appearance?"

"It was the same in the past, and it is the same now... Heh... Could it be that since then, you have already... become a member of the human race...?"

Not far from Him, the Outer God sat casually on a huge stone from the Tranquil Church, holding his chin to ponder the architectural structure of the church, distinguishing which stories in the Apocalypse of the Night the murals belonged to, and then stood up to leave, not caring at all about what the "God" he had just created would do next. Mother of Heaven noticed His actions, and with the awareness that gifts must have a price, Mother of Heaven reluctantly diverted her attention and asked in a very humble manner:

"Please...is there anything...I can do...?"

"No."

The Outer God left without looking back: "It doesn't matter if you win against the Night or lose to Him. You can do whatever you want."

Hearing this, Mother Heaven laughed at herself helplessly.

Yes, no matter who wins in the end, they will become a split personality mixed with the spirits of two people. Even with the help of the anchor, the state is definitely not good. The Outer Gods don't even need puppets, because even if they become true gods, they are still at a disadvantage, just like now, they can kill and replace them at will. Only by becoming the Old Ones, becoming the "Eternal Darkness" can they be on an equal footing with the other party...

So...what should I do?
Mother of Heaven looked into the distance with difficulty while struggling with the will of Amanesis, towards her former hometown, the Hornachis Mountains, where her brother Antigonus, who depended on her for life, was.

Now that she has become the "Mother of Secrets", she can clearly see Antigonus' sleeping face that looks like a stone sculpture. After leaving the protection of her father, Fregola, she realized how luxurious it is to have the freedom to play. Terror and death are the true colors of this world. Endless hiding and escaping have become their new lives.

The Mother of Heaven could never understand why Amanesis was so persistent in killing all of his fellow countrymen and even hunting down the two of them, and even guarding against Antigonus, who was not actually that powerful. Isn't competition among the same race natural? Humans would also fight for power with their brothers and sisters, and humans would also kill their brothers and sisters, so why was it a sin and they all had to die?
Amanesis, why don't you, as a strong and successful person, inherit your father's position, but instead cruelly kill the weak?
Why don't you remember your father's protection in the past? Why do you want to surrender your entire clan to humans as a token of allegiance?

He felt that he might never understand the reason.

"...Sleep, Antigonus, sleep." Mother Sky closed her eyes with a somewhat sad expression, "Have a beautiful dream, a dream with a home...Don't wake up, don't die, I am too weak and powerless to save you, this is the limit of what I can do for you."

"I want to live... I want to live and be a good 'Goddess of Night'. Even if they don't have any expectations of me, I still have to play well... this role of maintaining the stability of the world..."

He didn't want to know the reason now. This reason that had troubled him and Antigonus for countless days and nights became unimportant the moment Amanesis died. The number of losers increased by one, and nothing would be superior forever.

Even the powerful Outer God himself said that he was indeed afraid of the Lord of Mysteries and God.

How to do?
He had figured out the current world after he woke up. He was quite familiar with the God of War and the Mother Goddess of the Earth. He had known these two people when Antigonus and he were taking refuge in the Solomon Empire. But he was shocked to find that the former "God of the Dead", now the God of Death Salinger, had actually become the King of Angels. Later he learned that he had been dead for a thousand years and had just been resurrected this year.

Now He should pay attention to Himself. If the long-famous Amanesis can still arouse the vigilance of the God of War and the God of Death, then His useless and weak "God's Container" is very likely to make Them unable to restrain themselves.

The God of Death still had to deal with the affairs of the Southern Continent. If he rashly attacked the Northern Continent, it would surely arouse the vigilance of the God of War. However, the God of War—He was right in front of him, staring at this place coldly in the Dusk Palace. Mother Sky could almost feel his sharp gaze.

What to do...

He probably had some idea.

In the hearts of the gods, she must be the most incompetent one and cannot compare with Amanesis. In this case, there is no need for her to act like a "goddess". After all, she has been a vessel of God for so many years and has long lost all her status and dignity.

What a sad reality.

But being weak is now one of his bargaining chips.

"Amanesis... Even if I lose to you in the end, I will no longer be that afraid of you..."

"You are not so strong that you are invincible... You have already lost, and you are struggling to survive with a lost dog like me... right?"

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"Your Majesty, this is the Level 0 seal obtained from the Southern Continent."

"Based on its characteristics and abilities, it is speculated that it is the 0-05 Wishing Lamp that has never been obtained by any church and has always been lost."

In the darkness of the Sodrak Palace, a royal demigod reached out and opened an inconspicuous black wooden box. The layers of spiritual walls and seals were broken with this action, revealing the red cushions decorated in the box and the golden ancient lamp lying quietly on it.

Sitting on the throne in the depths, the figure wrapped in shadow cast his gaze over, swept across the "Wishing Lamp", and waited for the next report without saying a word.

The royal demigod was a little nervous and continued his report in silence:

"0-05 was originally found in the hands of a warlord in the southern continent. It was sealed in the warlord's private treasury and was taken out because of an unexpected wish. It was regarded as an object that could bring good luck. A local native officer noticed the spiritual brilliance of this object, but he only thought it was a special spiritual artifact related to the ancient Balam royal family, so he asked for it."

"Afterwards, the officer presented the 'Wishing Magic Lamp' to Major General Constantine Levitt, because the latter has always been very interested in the customs and culture of the southern continent, hoping to gain his favor through this gift."

George III said nothing, not caring about the minor filth in the army. "The officer died in the battle on the plains, and after him, the Southern Continental warlord Khatami, who sold the artifact, somehow leaked the news, and was held accountable by the Church of Death and the Aegis royal family and executed. His territory and private soldiers were taken over by the Church of Death, and those who disobeyed were sent to build a mausoleum, and then sacrificed to become a demigod of the Church of Death."

The demigod reported for a while. His voice was the only one echoing in the huge room. But at the same time, he felt as if there were eyes everywhere in the shadows. Countless invisible people were staring at him, examining him, which put him under great psychological pressure.

But making a report in front of His Majesty the King is a rare and good job. Whether he can make further progress in the family and defeat the other brothers depends on His Majesty's words. The demigod took a deep breath without leaving a trace, and did not deliberately hide his trembling fear in front of the king and the angel. After a few seconds of adjusting his mentality, he continued in a deep voice:
"Following the defeat on the plains, Major General Constantine Levitt and several other military leaders planned a retreat and decided to retreat to the port city of Berens. On the one hand, they used the colonies to slow down the march of the Balam Empire, and on the other hand, they went to the port city to recuperate and wait for reinforcements from their own country. During the retreat, Major General Levitt unexpectedly made a wish, and almost all the troops were transferred to Berens in an instant."

Hearing this, George III's eyes hidden in the shadows moved slightly and looked at an inconspicuous little paper figure pasted on the stone pillar.

Then, an old man's meaningful chuckle appeared beside his ear:

"Miracle……"

A miracle worker of Sequence 2 of the Diviner Path? George III was unmoved. The Secret Society of Intis managed the Diviner Path, and its leader Zaratul had been a miracle worker hundreds of years ago. The King of Xinluen knew some of these secrets.

From this point of view, the "Wishing Lamp" is a medium-level sealed object, not as good as the 0-0 lost by the Church of Evernight, but because its ability can act relatively harmlessly on civilians and can produce unexpected effects through proper use, it is generally better.

Miracle... George III nodded slightly and began to think about how this sealed object hidden in the dark could play a role in his promotion ceremony.

The Augustus family was generally not optimistic about his deification ceremony and plan. The most honorable "Balancer" and the ancestor "Founder of the Nation" even showed a certain degree of wait-and-see attitude. This made George III feel irritated - when he decided to secretly jump to the adjacent path and began to release those distorted currency systems, update the architectural style, and capture slaves to build mausoleums all over Loen, this matter was already irreversible.

Just as the previous "Black Emperor" Russell Gustav said, once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back.

When I violated the contract as a king and jumped to the adjacent path, the ancestors were watching. When I began to implement my own laws and system, the ancestors were watching. When I relied on these efforts to become an angel, the ancestors were watching. After I had gone through the most dangerous decade, after I had lived through the bitter days of fearing that thunderbolts would fall from the sky and peaceful dreams would quietly take my life, after I had finally put the preparations for the deification ceremony on track and the church still hadn't discovered His purpose, the ancestors were still watching!
He really wanted to ask - what are you watching?

George III felt extremely annoyed every time he thought about his own plan and the alienation of his family. If it were in the Soren family, or even the Einhorn royal family, if someone had the ambition and ability to plan to become a god, he would definitely get the full support of the family.

Only! Only Rune!
Perhaps only in the conservative Augustus royal family, which emphasizes the balance between factions, where a certain generation of kings is called "the Balancer" and even the royal palace means "balance", would there be a person with lofty ideals who worked hard alone to conceal the truth from the church, giving the family hope and even making the gods turn a blind eye, while the ancestors stood by and watched!

Of course, He also knew the reason: His plan was too risky, and the ancestors were unwilling to gamble their own safety and the future of their family on whether it would succeed.

But the opportunity is here, the extraordinary characteristics and uniqueness are here, and we have come this far. If we can still remain silent, it would be better to send these things directly to Castilla of Feynaporte, let them become gods, and just wait to be protected by the gods.

George III resisted the urge to frown - after all, things hadn't been all bad recently. After the disappearance of the being who cannot be named, the Twilight Hermits no longer hinted at the "trend of the times" to him through dreams or other means.

It was not a pleasant feeling to be led by the nose as a king and the future eternal emperor. Fortunately, He was probably dead now, and George III felt his mood had improved.

He snorted, calmly signaling the demigod to continue reporting.

The demigod was trembling with fear, and was almost frightened by the casual look and movement of the Angel King who was close to the gods. After silently stopping his upper and lower teeth from fighting, he mustered up the courage to start reading the last part:

"...After Prince Grove arrived in Berens, Admiral Constantine Levitt handed over the 'Wishing Lamp' as a strategic weapon, but Prince Grove seemed to be bewitched by the living properties of the lamp, and made a wish that would hurt both sides during the army's attack, which led to the army killing each other and his own death."

"Although the enemy suffered heavy losses, we no longer had the strength to fight and had to return home by ship."

"Due to the death of Prince Grove, the wish of the 'Wishing Lamp' has not ended and is still continuing during the return journey..."

The demigod looked at the picture accompanying the report hesitantly and chose to report in a more tactful way:

"The officers suffered heavy losses. More than fifty men boarded the ship, but only twenty-four finally arrived at Pritz Harbor, with nine surviving."

George III's mouth curled up slightly. This was good news that made him happy. Although he had heard it before, he would not get bored if he heard it a few more times.

The sons of nobles join the army as officers and usually do some sinecure jobs in the southern continent to gain experience. After returning from service, they can naturally enter the upper echelons. Although there are many outstanding talents among them, most of them are mediocre people who have benefited from their ancestors' influence.

Now, these mediocre people have been cleared out by the war in the southern continent, and many nobles have lost their best trained heirs. The ownership of their property and parliamentary seats will be challenged. In other words, the power of the royal family has been smoothly strengthened.

The most serious damage was done to the Sonia Fleet, which went to provide support but was blocked by Feysac's fleet in the name of patrol. However, the sea has always been the territory of the Church of Storms, and the power that the royal family can radiate there is originally very small. The "Sea King" can even suppress the military's demigods in its territorial waters. Therefore, George III is not too worried about the issue of territorial waters.

A prince and half an army were exchanged for a level 0 sealed object, and the characteristics were brought back. It can't be said to be a profit, but it can't be said to be a loss either.

"May it allow my ritual to go smoothly."

George III nodded slightly, and after the report, he let the demigod leave and went to collect the reward.

The wooden box was opened and placed on the ground. Under the dim light, the mysterious patterns carved on the golden shell of the "Wishing Lamp" seemed to tempt others to pick it up and make three fatal wishes.

"If I succeed, Augustus can become a true god family..."

George III did not speak out what he was thinking. He was wary of Zaratul who suddenly asked for help.

In the brief silence, Zarathu's paper man suddenly let out another old laugh.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty." The ancient angel who had just recovered spoke in a cunning tone, "Your status has been improved once again."

George III looked over calmly: "Why do you say that?"

"The Church of Evernight seems to have suffered heavy losses in the battles between the Amanda Mountains and Feysac. He expressed his support for you, and at the same time..."

Zaratul paused for a second or two, suspensefully, and said while laughing:
"The Church of Darkness secretly expressed its willingness to make concessions to the Lord of Storms, and is willing to let the Church of Storms become the first church in Loen."

TBC
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At this point, Klein will go beat up Amon's clone tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)