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

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"Richard hired it?" the hunter asked. "Evidence."

Audrey breathed a sigh of relief and quickly reported the time when she first contacted Richard. Then she said, "...Since then, I have been working in the hospital in the Highlands, treating the mental illnesses of the Beyonders of the Rose School and stabilizing their conditions."

"My fake identity is Letty Orr. His Highness Richard made a puppet for me to contain my soul. He summoned my spirit body at a specific time to control the puppet's activities."

Treanor briefly recalled the information he had shared as a shareholder and non-staff member during this period - it seemed that Richard had not written a long letter for a long time. After returning to his hometown, he had too many things to do, and he became particularly free - after about half a minute, Treanor dug out the name "Letty Orr" from the letter Irena wrote to him.

In the letter, Irena emphasized a "Letty Orr" and an "Audrey Hall". Both names belonged to women, and it was almost just the first and last names that were swapped. Treanor would certainly not ignore such obvious information.

Moreover, "Letty" is a new word during the reign of Emperor Roselle, used to describe unmarried women.

He looked at Audrey's face carefully again and confirmed that Irena's description was basically consistent with what she said.

"So it was you who was promoted just now."

He put down his sword. "I was wondering why a demigod who is an 'audience' would use his spirituality to show off his existence."

Audrey finally let go of her worries and stood up again.

Before she could straighten her torn hem and sleeves, she heard the tall hunter ask again, "So, you were not in the southern continent originally, but now you have come back to get promoted? You are not leaving after the promotion. Are you planning to choose a grave for yourself right after becoming a demigod?"

Why would you rush to choose a grave for yourself just after becoming a demigod?
Hearing this, Audrey's breathing became much faster. They were obviously friendly parties with the same stance, but it seemed as if all her efforts and determination were negated. An inexplicable anger rose in her heart, and she couldn't help but clench her fists. I really want to hit him... Although Towfik had said similar words, but coming from the hunter's mouth, why - why is it so infuriating?
But then, Audrey realized that her emotions were not right. She didn't even need to look at it from the perspective of an "audience" to know that she must have been influenced by the hunter.

Is this the extraordinary ability of the "provocateur" mentioned by Mr. "World"... Not only does it speed up the heartbeat and make the blood rush, it also increases the probability of making mistakes. It can also be regarded as a simple influence on the heart and mind... Audrey analyzed it habitually.

So, Hunters at higher sequences might also have psychic abilities?
She thought of the completely closed island in her mind. If she had not noticed that island, she would have most likely been beheaded in the enemy's first attack - it would have been fine if she had died for other reasons, but it was simply unacceptable to be killed by an unknown friend.

"..." Treanor observed Audrey's facial features and asked casually, "Are you from the Hall family in Rune?"

He guessed that this girl was Audrey Hall, the youngest daughter of Count Ruenhall, who had two older brothers.

"Ah, yes."

Audrey made a pretentious gesture of lifting her skirt. "My name is Audrey Hall, a member of the Psychological Alchemy Society from the Ruen Hall family. This year, I was recruited by Ms. D of the Creator Church and have joined the Creator Church... Are you the demigod of the Soran family?"

"Since you've already joined, just call me by my name."

Treanor said: "My name is Treanor, and I am no longer a member of the Soran family."

"Okay," Audrey said.

The cat on the wall meowed. Treanor looked in the direction of the cat, and then saw the church's extraordinary people lying on the ground.

It was a whole team of Mandated Punishers, including a Sequence 5, a Sequence 6, and a Sequence 7, with a Reader. There was only one reason why this type of non-sailor path appeared in the Mandated Punisher team, and that was to serve as the staff for these impulsive and irritable Beyonders.

Treanor walked forward and rummaged through the reader's chest with his hands, pulling out a holy emblem of the God of Thunder.

Judging from their age, they were not people who had just become Beyonders, nor were they old men from the Thunder Church who had jumped over. The holy emblem added a surrounding book and a white tower to the original lightning and storm, accommodating all the symbols of the two paths. Now it seemed that the "readers" were also gradually being absorbed by the Storm Church. Even if the God of Knowledge and Wisdom was not completely dead, countries like Lenburg would no longer have a chance for Him to return.

After Treanor checked the reader's equipment and obtained the necessary information, he reached out and broke his neck.

After a slight click, the man's heart beat twice in its dying struggle, and then fell silent.

The heavy rain quickly took away the warmth from the readers.

Audrey subconsciously wanted to look away, but she didn't expect the other party to act so quickly, leaving her with almost no time to turn her head.

Traynor looked at her. "A trap?"

"You let them live, probably to lure a demigod, but this trap is too obvious. Seeing the missing men, the demigod will definitely be alert. Even if you spread the 'Mind Plague' in advance, it may not make the demigod who is on guard fall into the trap."

Treanor recalled that he didn't seem to feel the mental plague just now.

The cat also shook his head.

Didn't she release the mental plague at all...Trena was a little confused.

"Psychic Plague"... Audrey had just acquired this skill and had not had time to study it carefully. All she wanted was to hold back a demigod. If she could fight him, she would try to trap him in dreams. If she couldn't beat him, she would find a way to escape.

"It was my negligence." She learned with an open mind.

Audrey immediately understood what the other party meant. She was affected by the chaotic spirituality and strong emotions brought by the promotion just now. She only wanted to protect the civilians and fight against the church demigod. Now that she was reminded, she began to re-plan her tactics.

"No demigods will come here. Hide and go somewhere else."

"it is good."

Treanor observed Audrey's expression for a while. Seeing that she had no intention of coming forward to dispose of these discarded trap materials, and even seemed to be unaware of this matter, he couldn't help but ask:

"Aren't you going to do it?"

Audrey was stunned for a moment. She looked at the Beyonders lying in a mess at the other person's feet, hesitated for a few seconds, and said honestly:
"I'm sorry, I haven't killed anyone..."

"A demigod who has never killed anyone?" Trenor, who had been a Boy Scout before he reached adulthood and had participated in military training, was a little bit unbelieving.

"Yes."

"Want to try it then?"

This statement was not meant as a provocation, but Audrey still found it hard to accept.

"Sorry." Audrey said, "It won't take too long. I can't do it now. I hope to wait until I am mentally prepared before..."

"..." Treanor glanced at the little girl who was not even twenty years old, and waved his hand casually, "Okay then."

"Turn your head away."

Audrey turned around obediently. She only heard a few very light noises, like the "puff" sound when she used a knife to pierce a water bag when she was a child. Then, the rain water at her feet mixed with blood and soon turned red.

"Let's go." She heard the other person's voice coming from behind.

Audrey took a deep breath, turned around, and followed Treanor's footsteps. She saw that the Beyonders were still lying there as before, but their faces had completely lost their color, taking on a frightening paleness.

Their blood was flowing out rapidly from the wounds on their hearts, staining the surrounding ground red and being stepped on by the two demigods.

Audrey suddenly had an indescribable feeling, as if it was a sigh for life, or a lament for the cruelty of the world.

She couldn't say anything and had to remain silent. ...

Flash! Spirit World!
Flash! Southern Continent!

Flash! Get Richard!
Flash! The edge of the high ground!
The gloomy rain clouds blocked the starlight in the night sky, so no one noticed that another "true god" had arrived.

In an instant, Klein brought Richard to a safe place. Then, without waiting for Richard to speak, Klein quickly turned back and sent all the residents hiding around to a safe place.

What should be done next?
He decided to ask Richard directly, but as soon as he flashed back in front of Richard, he saw the angel looking at him with a complex expression that Klein could not understand. There seemed to be only "incomprehensible" and "doubt" in his eyes, without gratitude or joy of surviving a disaster.

What was even stranger was that Klein’s spirituality even gave him a strange “intuition”, which was that the other party seemed to have a tendency to commit suicide at any time, and even felt a little resentful of himself, a true god who appeared out of nowhere, for interrupting his suicide progress.

"Are you okay?" Klein said.

Richard really thought so. He looked at his savior with a look of disgust. For a moment, he hoped that the other party would be angered by his ungrateful attitude and throw him back or kill him directly, so that he could achieve his determination and goal. Anyway, the destruction of the highland was a foregone conclusion, and his life and death were also a foregone conclusion. If he could drag it out, one would not lose, and two would gain. If they all died, he would be able to choke on the water with a smile even in the River of Eternal Darkness - but the other party did not do so, and even showed extraordinary tolerance.

The two just stared at each other for a minute.

A minute later, Klein suddenly said, "I am Klein Moretti."

Richard's eyebrows suddenly twisted into a "chuan" shape:
"He was promoted to an angel the day before yesterday, but you are obviously a god-level being, right?"

He knew that Rune's "Goddess of Night" had lost one of her extraordinary characteristics and became weaker, but that was also the Angel King who was guided by the True God. The person who could rescue him when the other party had no reaction at all must be a True God, or a top Angel King who was about to have a deification ceremony, right?
Why not find someone more credible when lying?

Richard racked his brains but couldn't figure out who the person in front of him was. He had no recollection of knowing such a person - a god-like being who looked rich, humane and friendly.

Unless the teacher changed his face again to make fun of Him, but the teacher had already made up his mind to watch Him die, how could he save Him?

"Mr. Richard, I am indeed Klein Moretti."

Richard frowned and remained silent.

Wearing the face of 'Bethel Abraham' and using the other party's extraordinary ability and deification ritual, Klein also knew that his words were not convincing at the moment, but he did not have time to explain this matter in detail.

He raised his head and looked at the sky.

The lightning seemed even more violent than before.

"The God of Thunder is unhappy with the side I'm on..."

He listened to the thunder that was getting closer and closer to his ears, and could not help but speak in a low voice, his expression becoming more serious than ever before.

Well, he could completely understand what the God of Thunder was thinking now. It was not logical for him to stand against Him. Even for Klein himself, if he saw a low-sequence being whom he had helped and saved several times suddenly standing on the side of his enemy, Klein would be dissatisfied. As for whether he would be dissatisfied enough to kill the other party, Klein would look at the actual damage caused by the other party's betrayal.

"For example, Loen now needs to seize colonies to restore the economy, and the God of Thunder needs a victory to restore faith..."

"And my decision to help Gaodi is equivalent to damaging the interests of the God of Thunder from beginning to end."

Thinking of this, Klein looked around and found that there was only the approaching thunder in the sky above his head, and no other sounds.

The "secret" did not come.

The "Goddess of Night" gave up the pursuit... Klein seemed to understand something.

At this moment, Richard spoke:

"Whether you are Klein Moretti or not, I suggest you leave immediately, the farther the better."

He casually wiped the blood from the corner of his split mouth and said seriously: "I have a way to kill them, and the price is only my death. I am very grateful for your help, but the best choice now is for me to die alone."

Klein couldn't help but say, "I'm here to help you."

Richard smiled:

"Thank you, but I don't want to live alone. Let alone the people who have already died, do you have a way to save the entire country?"

"Well..."

Shielding a nation and at least one severely wounded angel from a two-way true god far more powerful than himself...

Since he had no similar experience, Klein put himself in Richard's shoes and thought:
If Klein followed his idea, he would consider opening the gate first and directly moving all the people in the highlands to the relatively safe eastern continent to avoid fighting as much as possible. But this is meaningless... The God of Thunder will not let him go for this, and moving the people of the highlands is equivalent to giving away the land directly, allowing Rune to obtain the southern continent, and he will be hunted down.

Under this premise, Klein's only choice is to confront.

Klein suddenly thought of a solution.

There are ways to confront him, but the only problem with this plan is that the initiative is completely in the hands of the God of Thunder. Everything about Klein might be monitored, and he has no way to prepare in advance.

Moreover, the opponent possesses overwhelming power. Once the opponent really tries to exert influence on him, he will be unable to fight back and there is no reason for him to escape.

Phew, this is a successful way to disperse the risk, but if the person being protected dies as a result... then there is no point... But if I don't put myself in such a passive position, there is really no other way, I can only do this... Klein's mind was spinning rapidly, looking for opportunities that might exist from one impossibility after another.

In this regard, he could only sigh in his heart and regret that he was not a true god of the "Fortune Teller" path.

If you are a real "fool", you can also improve your abilities through historical fog and historical projection, but now...

Unfortunately, I am not... Let me see what extraordinary abilities Mr. "Gate" has recorded. It should be at the level of a true god, right? ...Use a spell to summon "0-08" from the mist of history? No, not to mention whether I can still summon the pen without "Groselle's Travels". Even if I succeed in making a projection, the pen is the pen, and I am me. The God of Thunder is too far beyond my control. Instead, he will try to control it through "0-08". Also, it can only be used for two minutes at a time. There is no time to sense anything... Klein thought a lot, but he still couldn't find a suitable trapping method.

At this moment, the sky suddenly became bright, as if the sun had risen early.

Almost at the same time, Klein grabbed Richard and ran directly into the spirit world.

"grim Reaper!"

Klein immediately implemented his plan. His figure instantly appeared near Calderon and shouted loudly:

"This is the coordinates of the Goddess of Night!"

"He is in the spirit world now. I know that you are evenly matched and there has been no winner for thousands of years. If you have the courage now, go and see if you can become the winner!"

TBC
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Letty is lady, which is also the Chinese translation of Audrey. It is a very suitable name. (End of this chapter)