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

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"What a nice day, Letty, don't you think?"

Seeing that Audrey still didn't seem to react, Richard waved his hand and made a pile of papers on a shelf not far away fly over automatically, landing neatly in front of him like playing cards in a magician's hand.

"It's a good time to do some good things in this nice weather."

“For example, empty the magazines, decorate our streets, empty the properties of the decorations, and use their money to build schools and factories for our children.”

Audrey's expression was a little dull, as if she had just reacted. The corpses hanging outside on the protrusions of the wall made her feel inexplicably afraid - she was afraid of the dead, which was normal. She was a girl who was not even 19 years old and had never really seen a dead person before. But the dead faces of the three people hanging on the wall were not scary, but only terrifying. Audrey wanted to take another look, but she held back.

She couldn't explain the sudden fear in her heart.

But as a psychiatrist, she also guessed the reason.

"I really want to do the same in the Northern Continent."

Richard was skilfully flipping through the files and documents in his hands, stamping or crossing them out expertly. His face was as gentle and warm as always, which formed a huge contrast with what he was doing, had done, and was about to do. It was as if the two sides of the devil and the righteous were completely integrated into the same person. She had never thought that someone could be so pure in kindness, and yet so cruel and crazy - just like that day, once again making Audrey deeply realize the degree of mental abnormality of the high-sequence people of the "Prisoner" pathway.

The corpse...the corpse that appeared directly on the street was beyond Audrey's cognition.

People who should theoretically be terrified or even silent were now singing and laughing loudly in a language she could not understand.

In this incredible and enthusiastic atmosphere, Audrey felt a vague temperature that burned her back.

She clutched her apron tightly and found her voice.

"……what?"

"Oh, of course. I'm not saying anything else here. Losing is losing. Our national strength and cohesion back then were really garbage. ... There seems to be a proverb in the Northern Continent, 'If you fall behind, you will be beaten,' but I think this saying is a little biased."

Richard sentenced the two families to death again. Although his words were heavy, his expression was still light and smiling:

"This sentence is not the truth. It sounds like the grief of the weak and the arrogance of the strong. In essence, it shows the hostility between humans. Suppose there is a child who is born weak and disabled. He just exists there, but he is bullied, beaten, and even killed. Is this the child's fault? No matter how you think about it, it is the people who do it who are morally corrupt."

Audrey blinked, regained some courage, and asked in a calm voice:
"Your Highness Richard, then, you brought me here to see all this in order to make me realize the wrongness of the war?"

"If that was the case, I would have known it long ago. When I learned about the war in the Amanda Mountains and experienced the horrific bombing myself, I was disgusted by it."

Or do you want me to see what happened to the nobles in the highlands, so that you can use it to criticize me as a noble in the northern continent?

"neither."

Richard shook his head: "No one in this world likes war. Except for those Beyonders who need war, all others who advocate war are idiots... Actually, I don't know why I'm telling you this. Maybe I just want to find someone to talk to."

"Huh?" Audrey was also a little surprised.

"Hanging them up puts me in a good mood, Audrey. Let me tell you a little story."

"Before our god, the Bound God, was defeated by the Northern Continent, we also had an official church. The right to interpret faith and doctrine, as well as the qualification to inherit extraordinary power, were all in the hands of the church, and were passed down through a relatively strict master-apprentice system."

Richard held his chin with one hand and showed a very rare look of reminiscence.

"I am a Highlander from over 6 years ago, so my master is naturally a member of the Church of the Bound God, and so is my master's master. However, my master's qualifications are rather mediocre, and he was accepted as a disciple purely because of his family and bloodline. His master was able to become the manager of ritual vessels and theological museums, guarding an ancient cursed item, but he was a Sequence 6 until his death. Haha, Audrey, a Sequence in his forties is far worse than you."

It was the first time Audrey heard the Angel of Temperance talk about his past.

As an angel who has lived a long life, although he is relatively young among the angels at only over 200 years old, when talking about his life, Richard still revealed some memories unique to an old man.

"My master's master... that old man is a demigod. He had a close personal relationship with my master's father, so he helped him. When the old man was alive, he didn't like me very much because I'm not a descendant of the nobility. My ancestors were all commoners and were mixed-blood colonists. But at that time, there were few talented people. My master was just a poor little noble. His family fell into poverty during the war and he was almost drawn to join the army. He had no choice."

“After seeing me drink the potion at the age of ten and become a Sequence 8 at the age of eleven, he reluctantly looked at me in the eye. He began to consider using his connections to pass my identity on to a mid-level noble, making me a bastard. Then he could slowly climb up and get into a museum as an apprentice…”

"My master was relieved and even asked me to be his godson. But then the old man scolded me again, saying that the glory of your family was ruined by you and your brother, and I should stop embarrassing myself. My master was upset for several days."

Richard tried to recall for a while, and found that he had almost forgotten the old man's face. He could only vaguely remember that he liked to wear a white robe, the traditional Highland costume, and never wore any accessories. He strictly followed the rules, and his skin looked darker than others against the white robe. In his memory, on that serious and deeply wrinkled face, his light-colored eyes flashed with a sharp light, as if he wanted to see through other people's souls.

The face of his master, who was less than fifty years old when he died, was also very blurry, even though he was once a handsome middle-aged man.

At the end of the memory, the only clear thing was the corpse that had been disemboweled, had its limbs broken, and had its internal organs removed. The other person's golden brown hair and brown eyes were the color of coagulated blood.

Mutilate the corpse, remove the internal organs, and leave it exposed in the wilderness.

In the culture of the Highlands, people who die in this way cannot meet the gods or have an afterlife.

"…But during wartime, there is no such thing as 'slowly'."

The Angel of Temperance sighed.

Then, He picked at his fingernails:
"My master was mediocre and timid. He fled to the northern continent after resisting for two years. The old man is a demigod, and he is also a servant of God who has dedicated his life to God and practiced asceticism. He wants to protect those things to the end with his own glory and his identity as a priest."

"But facing the army of the Northern Continent, they defended for a total of five or ten days? Then the Northern Continent soldiers who attacked the temple and museum smashed our stone tablets and sculptures, melted the handicrafts into gold and silver nuggets, and used our ancient books and cultural relics to burn the fire... After the old man died, he was hung by his legs in front of the door of the temple, and his head with his eyes open was placed right below him. This is what my master told me."

The Angel of Temperance tells a part of his life.

He must have a good eloquence, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to get funding with his ability. And in the case of emotions and desires, even a psychologist would find it difficult to maintain his emotions steadily, even though Richard wouldn't bother to guide a small Sequence 5.

As a person who didn't fit in with the Northern Continent, Audrey felt that she had no confidence in what she said: "The invaders at that time were..."

"It's from Feysac."

Richard nodded. "Our small place is not as rich as Balam, but there are many small countries and we have some assets. First, the army of Feysac took advantage of the opening of the new route to come here. When the gold of Balam made the northern continent crazy, they enslaved us. Then the Feysac people were driven away and replaced by the rule of Intis. Loen also got a share of it... Do you think I need to divide you up in detail?"

Audrey fell silent again.

She felt that she could understand Richard Ernst's idea - nonsense, if a war witness or victim tells you about the incident, but you can't feel his emotions and thoughts, you'd better not be a psychologist! - To be honest, Audrey was a little surprised at her calm attitude. The bodies hanging outside made her feel uneasy and instinctively afraid, but at the same time, thinking from his perspective, she seemed to have accepted the reality that "my ancestors were hated, and I would be implicated too." Because Tawfik had shown it to her.

"If the two of them were still alive, they would definitely expel me from the sect."

Richard joked to himself, with a mischievous smile on his face: "If these two guys who have been observing the precepts for their entire lives saw that their disciples and grandchildren had become leaders of the indulgent faction, they would probably be so angry that they would go to see God on the spot."

Audrey remained silent, not knowing what expression to use to respond to this.

The study was quiet for a while. Audrey lowered her eyes and asked softly:

"I understand."

"After I came here, I could feel the blood debt and sorrow, as well as the scars left by greed and war. I understand what you want me to see and think, but there is only so much I can do, Your Highness. If you kill me..."

Richard interrupted Audrey's next words with a surprised look:
"What are you talking about? Although I really hope that your Northern Continent will explode, do I think I would be so idle as to harm my employees?"

Ah. The words that Audrey mustered up to say were stuck in her throat. Audrey was a little embarrassed. Richard waved his hand and urged her to go back to work: "Okay, you've been talking to me for so long. The patients in the hospital must be waiting for you. If you delay working hours, I will deduct your salary. You have so many things to do, don't think about these things."

"But—but you can certainly think about it, Audrey."

Richard stopped waving his hands, and looked at Audrey with an indescribable emotion in his eyes:

"You also know the situation in the Northern Continent, right? You can indeed think about it. Although I don't know what the future will be like, if there really is a day of subversion, or if you become my enemy, think carefully about how you will face this world again when that day comes."

After saying this, Richard laughed, then sighed with a smile.

Audrey couldn't help laughing. She nodded gently while laughing, then lifted her skirt, turned around and walked out.

"I will, Your Highness."

She turned and left the small study of more than ten square meters, gently closed the door, and walked out to the corridor. Letty Orr was already a familiar face here, and people walking past her in the corridor would simply greet her regardless of whether they were indulging or restraining themselves.

Audrey looked at the ground in front of her, thinking about her own things, holding up her skirt, and slowly walked in a straight line in the corridor.

Outside the window, the sun is shining brightly, and there are two more decorations on the wall.

……

"Am I late again?"

In the wilderness of the God-forsaken Land, the ragged figure finally stopped and began to put back the body parts that had been lost due to inadequate sewing techniques. He found a random stone to sit on and began to repair his temporary container.

"I wasn't delayed this time. It's just that Sequence 5 is too slow."

He sat on the stone and muttered a few words, then began to look for the incredible giant wolf.

He knew that the other party was also hiding from him. He was like a telescope with the highest magnification, but with a three-wheeled cart underneath. Because the speed difference between the two was too great, he could see the target's shadow and possible location, but he could never catch up. After realizing this, the wolf also became unhurried and even wanted to fly him around like a kite.

"Don't let me catch you."

He whispered his blessing to the other party: "There was something wrong with the seal leading to the Western Continent before, and he will definitely go there again. If I catch him, I will definitely take that thing off his body and take a look."

……

Moon City.

As soon as Klein approached Moon City, he felt his scalp tingling, and every cell in his body was resisting entering here.

He felt that this should be a combination of instinct and spiritual perception, because there are multiple Amons in the city, and he also hates Amons. It is natural that he does not want to get close when he senses danger.

"Honorable messenger of God."

High Priest Nim noticed that Klein seemed to be trying to stop him, so he stopped and asked with concern, "If you don't want to enter the city, we can also set up a tent for you at a safe distance outside the city."

Klein didn't say anything. His gaze turned to the face of the Moon City Beyonder who had just put on the monocle in front of him. After being seen by the God's Messenger, the Beyonder subconsciously straightened his back, and a natural look of tension and confusion emerged on his face.

The previous feeling of "it seems to be Amon" has disappeared.

“No need.” Klein took a breath and said with gritted teeth, “I’ll go in with you. This is why I’m here.”

He didn't know whether he was too nervous or Amon had only flashed for a moment on this Beyonder. The most important thing was that Amon was the "God of Fraud" and the "God of Mischief". In a city where there were already many Amons, it was not surprising to see a monocle as an ornament. If he was too nervous and thought that anyone wearing an ornament was Amon, he might be fooled.

But it never hurts to be more cautious.

"Ok."

The high priest was very touched by the responsible attitude of the envoy. He did not think there would be any danger in Moon City, but he still asked:
"Why don't the other two gentlemen come to Moon City as guests?"

Because if they come in, Amon might really look here, and the difficulty of our survival will be directly raised to a higher level... and if it's just me, a weak person like me, Amon will probably play with me... The most important thing is, I'm also gambling. Since He thinks that I can temporarily resist the "fate of becoming the Heavenly Venerable of Blessing and Life", then He will definitely not dare to let me die...

Klein's thoughts raced, and he finally smiled:
"Both of them are followers of the Sun God. They have other tasks to accomplish when they come here."

"Oh."

The high priest nodded in understanding. Although he didn't understand, he was sensible enough not to ask any more questions.

The team continued to move forward. After about half an hour, the high priest led Klein through several simple fortifications guarded by people and saw the towering and ancient walls of Moon City in the distance.

During this process, no one suddenly put on the monocle again, which effectively alleviated Klein's anxiety.

After approaching, the high priest led Klein directly towards the gate. As the instinct of the "ancient scholar" took over, Klein couldn't help but walk forward and gently touch the city wall with his hand. It was cold and heavy to the touch. Each deep ravine represented an extremely dangerous attack, but this wall blocked all these dangers, allowing this city-state to continue in darkness for more than two thousand years.

Although this was once the city of the vampires, after thousands of years of human habitation and modification, there is no trace of the vampires left.

Klein followed the high priest into the city. It was night time, and there were not many people on the streets. Torches or lanterns were quietly lit on the walls of the sturdy and old main houses, illuminating the city.

Although darkness is no longer dangerous, people here are still not used to going out at night.

After returning to his city, the high priest was obviously much more relaxed. He turned around and asked Klein humbly, "Honorable God's Messenger, do you need me to gather everyone together and convey the will of the Fool to them?"

Klein hesitated for a moment, thought about it, then stretched out his hand and pointed to the east:
"Don't worry, the time has not come yet. I will practice hardship here for a while. If you want to feel the glory of the Lord and listen to His teachings, you can come anytime during the day."

“I do a cleanse and healing once a day, after the sun comes up.”

According to the High Priest, many people in the city only believed in The Fool out of courtesy, so he did not try to get the residents of Moon City to convert directly, nor did he plan to go directly to that city-state or ask for specific information, leaving them enough room for buffer.

Moon City High Priest Nim breathed a sigh of relief and responded with even more respect:

"I will pass your words on to everyone."

Klein pursed his lips and added, "Healing diseases is the Lord's mercy. Those who have already received treatment can do it again."

The high priest was a little puzzled by this sentence. Why did someone who had been healed by God once need to be healed again? But this thought disappeared from his mind the next second, along with this sentence.

He only remembered that he had promised to tell everyone the words of the messenger of God, so he bowed seriously to Klein and left with the other Beyonders.

Klein looked at his back after a moment, and then he also picked up his own animal skin lantern and walked towards an empty house in the east where no one lived.

TBC
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The fever finally subsided.