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

Chapter 442 I Come for the Fool
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“I can no longer see through Him…”

Hearing this, Leonard's Adam's apple rolled and he couldn't say anything.

The office was eerily quiet. The crisp sound of window glass shattered by ball lightning falling to the ground brought Leonard back to his senses.

Leonard subconsciously moved his feet, but then he remembered that he was now temporarily living in the church of the Friendly Church as a "collaborator" and a "guest", and that someone would come to clean it up soon. In fact, when he was at the Blackthorn Security Company, if anything got dirty or damaged, he, a captain of Sequence 5, would not need to fix it. But it was not his style to do nothing and wait for others to help.

So he called out his contracted spirits and asked them to help clean up the broken glass on the ground.

As for the charred human silhouette near the door frame and the Beyonder characteristic of the Wind-Favored One, Leonard decided to wait for the church to deal with it themselves.

After this, Leonard's originally relaxed and happy mood disappeared instantly. He realized that the development between "The Fool" and Amon was not optimistic, and he became more tolerant of the Thunder Church's coercive and arbitrary behavior. The image of the Thunder God suddenly became much taller.

"Old man, do you see what's wrong?"

After the dead twelve-segment transparent worm was absorbed by Pales, Leonard tried to open the door again and found that the scene behind the door had returned to normal. From time to time, there were extraordinary people from the church walking in the corridor, and there was no influence from the spiritual world.

Leonard certainly knew the "Time Worm" - after all, when he killed Ince Zangwill, Klein and his "Fate" spell were made with the "Time Worm" he asked for from the old man.

Therefore, he recognized the "Worm of Time" at a glance and was sure that this worm must have been sent by Amon.

Amon wanted to deceive himself and trick the old man and himself into the spirit world, but the old man didn't even notice it and didn't remind himself!
Thinking of this, Leonard pursed his lips. Thinking of the ability of the high-sequence "thieves" to steal ideas and even parasitic microorganisms without anyone noticing, Leonard's hair stood on end. He felt as if the world around him was filled with Amon. He couldn't help but lower his voice and asked again:
"Old man, Amon wasn't originally that powerful, was he?"

"If He could deceive you, then you wouldn't have been able to hide until now!"

Pales was so angry that he laughed at his words, but with Amon in front of him, Pales really couldn't laugh. He could only snort loudly to express his dissatisfaction with Leonard's careless words.

But after humming, Pales had no choice but to accept reality:

"Amon is not that powerful."

"But after seeing what's behind the door, I can be sure that Amon is definitely different now than before..."

Most importantly, Amon found Him!
For thousands of years, Pales had relied on Amon's not-so-strong desire to become a god and his own exquisite hiding skills to survive until now. Given the power gap between them, Amon could search for him for thousands of years, but if he failed once, he would die without a complete body.

All along, Pales had been trying his best to hide. Although Amon had never stopped and kept sending out clones to search for him, the clones were still easy to deal with, and he had never been found - but now, Amon suddenly appeared in front of him and even deceived his eyes!

Pales had no doubt at all, paused for a moment, and then said in the most calm tone:
"But you should stop making sarcastic remarks... Boy, the 'Fool' you know is probably in a bad condition now. He might be dead."

Leonard's expression suddenly became even uglier. His favorable impression of the god-level existence "The Fool" was mainly based on Klein Moretti and the fact that "The Fool" did not actively harm others, did not spread evil cults, and even punished criminals who impostored others. But if "The Fool" and Klein were really put together, Leonard would definitely choose to help Klein decisively.

“How could this happen… If Mr. Fool is in danger and defeated by Amon, then Klein has already…”

If even the gods lost their advantage, what would the favored ones be? He could not accept this development at all, even though he knew that a small friction between gods would cause ordinary people to die without a burial place.

Leonard immediately paced around the office like an ant on hot pot. At this moment, there was another knock on the door.

Several church Beyonders who looked savvy and sophisticated knocked on the door and walked into the office after getting Leonard's permission.

The senior deacons of the "Substituted Punishers" filed in, and when they noticed the complete charred human silhouettes stuck to the ground and the walls, they couldn't help but show their surprise. But they soon calmed down, nodded to Leonard, and made a "please" gesture.

Leonard nodded at them as well, packed up the documents on the desk, put them in a bag, walked around them and walked out of the office.

"Don't worry, the church will arrange a new office space for you later." The senior deacon who passed by him said concisely.

Leonard paused for a moment and said, "It's troublesome."

He walked aimlessly in the corridor for a while, then entered an empty utility room, sat on a cardboard box, and whispered:
"Old man, do you have any ideas? Is there any way to check on Klein's condition?"

After hearing the first half of the sentence, Pales rolled his eyes. After hearing the second half, he reluctantly said, "Divination? There must be a way, but what if your former colleague is already wearing a monocle? Do you want to attract a few more clones?"

Leonard hesitated for two seconds, his brain working at high speed:
"Old man, I don't think you will be in any danger for a while."

Pales narrowed his eyes and asked, "Why do you think so?"

"Amon's clone just came, but has been eliminated."

Having said that, Leonard immediately reached out his hand and gently pounded his chest, and said seriously: "Thank you for your kindness, praise you, God of Thunder, Lord of Truth, thank you for saving my life... This clone came so quickly, it should be sent by Amon to test you. If the God of Thunder was not watching you and me, Amon would have succeeded just now. But since this clone has failed, it proves that we are now protected. If we continue to attack you, it will be giving you the 'Worm of Time' for nothing. Amon will not continue to let you recover your strength."

“That is to say, even if you go to divine now and divine Klein’s current situation, Amon will not come to you!”

After hearing this, Pales couldn't help but say:
"Do you only use your brain like you do now when your former colleague has something wrong?"

"I'm always on the move!" Leonard argued for himself, patting the file bag he was holding in his arms, "I'm writing materials seriously every day! I'm writing summary reports seriously every week! When extraordinary events happen, I'll also plan tactics and call in personnel!"

Pales rolled his eyes.

"I don't have the ability to tell fortunes," Pales said succinctly. "I can only observe changes in fate, but I can't necessarily tell whether Amon has had an impact. If you want a detailed explanation, either pray to your goddess of night or ask the god of thunder for help."

"I know, I know. Old man, please take a look."

Why are you so rude when asking for help? Pales sneered twice, and without any preparation, he directly used the mystical connection between Leonard and Klein, and extracted some small memory fragments, and began to construct the image of Klein Moretti in his mind, and then borrowed the extraordinary abilities of "Decryption Scholar" and "Fate Trojan Horse" to "analyze" the other party's fate.

"Decryption" is like scouting, or "looking for precious things", "preparing to steal key items" and money. If Pales goes to 160 Böklund Street, he can get more information by "decrypting" the traces of reality.

On Böklund Street, a crow that had once been controlled by Zaratul flapped its wings and flew up from its nest and landed near the mansion.

It seemed as if there was a spring under the crow's feet, and it landed on the windowsill with a hop.

“Klein Moretti… The last trace he left behind was in Backlund…”

There was a footprint that had been wiped clean on the windowsill, but this footprint that had been wiped clean for four days still appeared in the eyes of Pales Zoroastrian through the mystical connection.

He tried to analyze the owner of the footprints - but he was not there after all, and three days later, the mystical connection had almost disappeared.

But Pales still managed to find clues from "the people who had appeared in this mansion". There were traces of fire and the lingering breath of unrest and war.

"...The traces lead eastwards and into the ruins of the God War..."

Pales frowned and said to himself:

"He went to the God War Ruins to enter the God-forsaken Land?"

This route, combined with the breath that was undoubtedly that of a hunter, if He guessed correctly, the one who came here to take Klein and bring him to the God-forsaken Land should be the Aurora Society's "War Angel" Medici!

"Caught?" Medici was killed by Amon and others in the Fourth Epoch. This could not be a collaboration in any way. Moreover, the real Creator had already... Pales was a smart man after all. He guessed the general development of the matter within just a few minutes. He organized his words and said:
"Your former colleague may still be alive."

Leonard's eyes lit up, and then he became nervous again: "Where is he? Is he in danger now?"

"No, it's probably - probably a kind of protection."

Pales did not think in the direction of the promotion ceremony. He was not clear about the specific details of the promotion of the "Miracle Master". Moreover, most people would not associate a person who had been promoted to Sequence 3 for just over a month with the ceremony of promotion to Sequence 2.

"The God-Forsaken Land should be the place Amon is most reluctant to go to. Your former colleague is there and still has a chance to survive."

Although Pales did not think that a Sequence 3 needed Amon's special attention, considering that Leonard's former colleague was also the follower of Amon's enemy, The Fool, he still guessed that Amon would kill Klein Moretti.

In fact, demigods... this sequence was basically a minor character that was killed by beings above angels on the battlefield or in minor disputes. All beings below angels were equal, and there was no difference between high-sequence and low-sequence beings and ordinary people. In the Fourth Epoch, if you threw a stone into a large family like Abraham, there was a chance that you would hit a saint. It was not as rare and valuable as it is now, and there was a chance that you would be selected to name a church.

The crow that stayed at 160 Böklund Street flapped its wings and flew away, landing several dozen meters away. After walking a few steps, it suddenly died in the corner.

"Don't worry about this matter for now."

Pales spoke directly, blocking Leonard's words in his throat: "Your former colleague's situation is similar to you and me... If you really want to do something, go and pray. Pray for the God of Thunder to have mercy."

Leonard was stunned for a moment.

……

The sun in the East Continent gradually passed the zenith and entered the afternoon.

Klein looked up at the sky and guessed that it should be around three or four in the afternoon. Based on his geographical knowledge, he knew that it was already night in the southern and northern continents, or at least the sun should have set.

After some discussion, Klein and the two angels reached an agreement to negotiate with Moon City at dawn.

This is certainly dangerous, but if you approach rashly in the dark, the frightened people of Moon City are more likely to pray directly to the Fool.

Although they will be discovered sooner or later, it will be easier for them to take action if they are discovered later.

"Then, I'll go over."

Klein stood up, dusted himself off, and transformed his appearance into that of Gehrman Sparrow.

Medici nodded, then took something out from the inner pocket of his armor and threw it to Klein: "Take this."

Klein subconsciously caught it, then opened his palm and found that Medici had thrown him a stone cross. It was only five or six centimeters long and had a frosted surface. The most eye-catching part was the center of the cross. The stone there was cracked, revealing the golden linear medulla. As long as a little spiritual power was injected into it, the golden medulla would emit light and cover the surface of the stone.

“This is the Lord’s.”

This is the item of the real creator, but it also really comes from the ancient sun god. Since obtaining this item, the war angel has never let it disappear from his sight. Now, for the sake of the ritual and these remaining human believers, Medici chose to temporarily give it up.

His eyes lingered on the cross for a while, and His tone was somewhat vicious: “If you are lost, I will leave you here too.”

Klein suddenly felt a lot of pressure. When he thought that this was a relic of the real Creator, he couldn't help but nod solemnly:
“I will do everything in my power to protect it.”

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the small stronghold step by step under the shining of the sun which was gradually tilting towards the west.

A distance of two hundred kilometers is not far for a saint, but it is not close either. Klein tried his best to walk forward to create the effect of being exhausted.

About an hour later, when it was about to get dark, Klein approached the stronghold. Under the light, he could gradually see the appearance of the people in the stronghold - similar to what he saw in Sefirah Castle, deformed, disabled, missing or extra limbs, this is the most prominent feature of the residents of Moon City, and should also be the feature of all the survivors of the God-Forsaken Land - except for Silver City with black-faced grass.

He stopped and took a deep breath.

After preparing himself mentally, Klein slowly walked towards the base and entered the perception range of those Mid-Sequence Beyonders.

……

The male guard outside the stronghold was the first to react. He turned his head sharply and looked into the distance.

"Who is there!"

He shouted in a low voice, and at the same time quickly gestured to his companions, asking them to immediately equip themselves with extraordinary items just in case.

Most monsters have no thinking intelligence and only an attacking nature, but some will lie dormant and wait for prey... The guard did not dare to let his guard down. In his field of vision, the figure stopped and looked in their direction. After pausing for a moment, it began to approach again.

He was a tall young man with black hair, brown eyes and a stern expression. He was not a deformed person and had not shown any abnormalities.

He was wearing a strange hat, strange clothes, and holding a lantern made of special material. He walked out from the depths of the darkness step by step.

Perhaps because the sun had not yet set, he had no lantern in his hand, and one hand seemed to be holding something, pressed against his chest.

The strange man looked serious, but somehow he did not alert the Yuecheng team. They watched him approach step by step, and finally stopped dozens of meters away, and spoke in a low voice:
"Are you from Moon City?"

He was speaking Giant language... His eyes were clear and he could communicate... The male guard opened his mouth and stopped the urge to answer subconsciously.

He asked rhetorically:

"who are you?"

The visitor stretched out his hand, grabbed the air with his empty right hand, and pulled out a wooden cane.

The people of Yuecheng had never seen such extraordinary abilities, and their attention was drawn to the wooden cane.

"I am Gehrman Sparrow."

"I am the messenger of the Fool and the messenger of the Creator."

Klein's eyes swept across their faces and he said in an unchanged tone:
"I come from beyond the cursed lands."

"Bringing their promises, and also bringing the salvation promised by The Fool."

After hearing this answer, all the team members felt dazed and wondered if they were hallucinating.

TBC
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"I will take you away from here."