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

Chapter 534: Close before your eyes
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Backlund, West District, Audra's villa.

Emlyn left the Harvest Church and walked quickly under the dim moonlight, and soon arrived at the door of his old friend.

He knocked hard on the door, thinking he would have to wait for a while, but he didn't expect that the door would open in front of him within a few seconds. The low-level vampire servant who opened the door seemed to have just woken up. It seemed that because of the wind that cured many people's illnesses and the Thunder Church priests who made a lot of noise in the middle of the night, there were not many people in Backlund who could still sleep.

A few minutes later, Emlyn took off his coat and sat on the leather sofa in the living room. His posture seemed relaxed, but his muscles were tense. He was a little anxious, but he still waited patiently for Baron Cassimir to come.

Not long after, the middle-aged gentleman-looking vampire baron entered the reception room, glanced at Emlyn and said:

"Viscount White, why are you visiting so late at night?"

Emlyn remained calm and smiled.
"Isn't this the beginning of the day? Look, the red moon outside the window is so beautiful."

Casimi wanted to say to the young vampire: "Aren't you still keeping the habit you developed in the Harvest Church, and always keeping the "good work and rest habits" of getting up at seven in the morning and going to bed before eleven at night?" But after hesitating for a moment, thinking that Emlyn was now Sequence 5, he resisted the urge and said:
"What on earth do you want?"

Emlyn patted his dress with his hand, pulled his tie, stood up slowly, and said seriously and earnestly:
"Tell Lord Nibais that I have just received the favor and revelation of the ancestor, and that the Church of Mother Earth has obtained the right to preach in Loen. The Harvest Church will be reopened."

...gained...Casimi instinctively asked: "What are you talking about?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly came to his senses, thinking of the strange situation that happened in Backlund, and his expression became serious:
"What is the revelation from you, me, and the ancestors? What does the Earth Mother Church's acquisition of Loen's missionary rights have to do with us? We have never participated in the religious disputes of human society. Why should I tell Lord Nibais about this?"

Emlyn enjoyed the feelings of the moment and responded with a smile:

"Yeah, maybe you really didn't realize what was happening."

As he spoke, he took out a neatly folded paper from his bosom and unfolded it to Casimi, revealing a portrait in a sketch-like style, painted with simple paint instead of pigment - this was Emlyn's wanted poster, with the official seals of the Church of the God of Thunder and the Church of Night in the corner. The identity was written as a fugitive cultist of the Church of Mother Earth, extremely dangerous, and providing clues to the church would be rewarded with 100 pounds.

This wanted poster is a bit old and seems to have been exposed to the wind and sun for a period of time.

Casimi's eyes flickered a few times and said:
"Why did you bring your wanted warrant here?"

"You injured many extraordinary people of the church in the past resistance and sold extraordinary drugs. Even if you are granted the right to preach, you..."

Emlyn frowned: "Why don't you understand?"

But thinking about it carefully, the First Ancestor rarely gave revelations, and he had received two revelations this year. Emlyn couldn't help but feel sorry for these ordinary people who were not perceptive enough.

"I took this off the list of bounty hunters in the East."

Emlyn glanced at him and replied with a smile:
"I'm sorry to disappoint you, Casimi. When I went there, others were throwing away this wanted order. Because the Thunder Church cancelled the wanted order against me, and - it seems that it was the request of the Earth Mother Church that I be the head of the Harvest Church again."

"And I just happened to receive the revelation from the ancestor, who asked me to go to the Harvest Church."

"Speaking of this, you should understand, right? Why, as the patron saint of the First Ancestor, I have been invited by the Church of the Mother Earth more than once, and why the Church of the Mother Earth always pulls vampires into the Church to become priests..."

Emlyn drawled his voice meaningfully, and then stopped talking.

This is a little communication skill he just learned. He thinks it is very cool and very much in line with his preferences.

At the same time, through his own experience in the East District and the teachings of the Tarot Club, Emlyn also realized that only by maintaining secrecy can he create a certain fear in the high-ranking members of the Blood Clan and make those who could not receive the revelation of the First Ancestor believe that his identity as a Follower is real.

Without waiting for Casimi's response, Emlyn looked at the other's colorful face and felt that he had nothing to say. He buttoned up his dress and walked past the baron to the door of the reception room.

When he was about to go out, Emlyn stopped for a moment, without looking back, and looked straight ahead with his back straight.
"On the day when the Harvest Church is repaired, I hope I can see you there, my friend."

"By the way, maybe soon you can call me Your Excellency the Count."

With the favor of the First Ancestor, the regard of the "Moon", and the olive branches extended to him more than once by the Church of Mother Earth, he is full of confidence in his future as the demigod "Witch King".

The muscles on Casimi's face twitched, but he remained silent. It was only after Emlyn left that he twisted his expression uncontrollably.

As a vampire who had existed since Roselle's time, he was many years older than Emlyn. But until now, he was still just a baron, which was only slightly better than those without titles. Emlyn, who had once become a joke in Backlund's vampire circle, was about to cross the boundary between gods and mortals and become a Sequence 4 "Witch King", an earl of the vampires.

A year is not too long for humans, and it flies even faster for vampires. No one could have imagined that Emlyn had completed his transformation in just a year, and even grew up very fast after the accident a few months ago.

How could Casimi not lose his composure, feel jealous, or be shocked?

After spending several minutes controlling his emotions, he entered the underground area, passed through several secret doors, and came to the gray hall where Nibais was sleeping:
"Grandfather, Emlyn White believes that there is a certain connection between the First Ancestor and the Mother Earth."

"He claimed to have received revelations from the ancestor, but he became the new manager of the Harvest Church..."

It didn't take long for Casimi to summarize Emlyn's speech. After he finished speaking, there was no sound from the heavy coffin that seemed to be made of black iron for a short while. After three or four seconds, Nibais spoke:

"What happened to him was beyond imagination..."

The blood clan marquis' voice was deep, old, and a little hoarse, and it echoed inside the hall.

"Grandfather, Emlyn's idea may not be correct. It may be just because he helped the Church of Mother Earth, so the church gave him some special treatment. It does not represent the ancestor..." Casimi was unwilling and tried to argue.

Nibais's voice became a little louder:
"madness!
"Even if the Mother Earth Goddess has nothing to do with the First Ancestor, she is still a true god! Emlyn is now the head of this parish. Have you ever seen a bishop who can be the head of a parish before becoming a demigod? In Backlund, the archbishops of the church are all demigods!"

"Emlyn's promotion to demigod is already destined. If he is favored by the Mother Earth, the next step might be to use him as a breakthrough point to start dividing and winning over the vampires who have settled in Backlund!"

"Don't say these things again, but don't have too much contact with Emlyn either."

After yelling a few words like this, Nibais coughed twice and seemed to be struggling.

Casimi's face turned pale and blue, and he finally calmed down:

"Then...his ceremony? He still needs to be conferred the title of Earl. Will the Church of Mother Earth prepare it for him, or will we?"

"There's no need to bring this up." Nibais asked back, then sighed, "It's certain that Emlyn has been favored by the gods, but I won't make a statement on whether the Mother Goddess is our ancestor, unless she can prove herself..."

……

"Djinn No. 2? Look at what you said. If Weird wants to make me Djinn No. 2, can you stop it? How are you going to stop it? Will you transform yourself into a part of God and let God stop it?"

"But since you mentioned this to me, I have to ask you."

After a friendly exchange of provocations, Edward did not feel angered, and continued to ask the Demon of Knowledge with a smile:

"Let's change our thinking. If one day you are caught by Weirdness... don't stare at me with your prying eyes. I mean, maybe, if the two candidates you picked both fail, and Weirdness notices your purpose, and deliberately torments you... would you want to stay in an oil lamp, or turn into a magic pen that can draw anything?" "A magic pen, sounds good."

After saying this, the Demon of Knowledge was silent for a moment:
"But it also depends on where 'I' am at that time."

"Suppose you are in the same situation as the Genie," Edward said. "Your essence has been mysteriously sealed, and your 'perfect' has become mentally retarded in the starry sky. You, who have intelligence, have been randomly thrown into a small planet with a low level of civilization and no extraordinary characteristics."

"That is not bad."

The Demon of Knowledge spoke without hesitation: "The worst case scenario is that I will be taken by Weirdness, but as long as I still have a certain degree of freedom, even if I lose the Perfect One and am deprived of the ability to communicate, I will use various methods to play the role of God and begin to lead the civilization of that planet forward. This will take some time, but within three thousand years, I can make even the reptiles on that planet have the ability to travel long distances into the starry sky. After that, I can just use Extraordinary Aggregation to let me meet my mentally retarded Perfect One."

As long as we can return to the starry sky, nothing will be a problem.

Therefore, although the Djinn was not brought along by Weird, the biggest problem he encountered was obviously that he had no way to leave the barrier.

"By the way, why are you acting like a provocateur now?"

The Demon of Knowledge recalled how many words Edward had said, either openly or covertly, that were neither too provocative nor too friendly, since he had clearly expressed his intention to rescue a Lord of Mysteries. Combined with his previous behavior, the Demon of Knowledge felt that he could understand.

This is because he has no direct grudge against the Lord of Mysteries, so he is willing to give the candidate some small help.

From this perspective, his compatriot's aversion to the mysteries also began when the Essence was robbed and sealed, which is similar to his own situation. If Klein were replaced as a candidate for God and the Seer was replaced by the Reader, then the Demon of Knowledge would definitely hunt Klein down to the ends of the earth, or use Klein until he becomes a god and take all three copies of Sequence One and Uniqueness.

"Of course I know that the agreements between me, Bethel, and Klein are very fragile, but there is no solid agreement in our world, right? You don't need to remind me all the time."

Edward shrugged.

"But you are right. It is not time for Klein to be promoted yet."

The Demon of Knowledge put his hands in his wide sleeves and narrowed his eyes slightly. "His limit is when he is promoted to Sequence One. If he accommodates the uniqueness, he will lose control on the spot, and Bethel will suffer as well. But if things continue to develop, he will definitely be forced by the God of Thunder to accommodate the uniqueness. So, what I have to do now is to put an end to all this immediately."

"The kind of ending that brings an end to everything?"

Edward gestured: "Now?"

“No, it’s not time to break off. I’m not sure now, and you may not be able to get away. I just need to hold Him down so that He can’t interfere with the actions of those three little ghosts.” The Demon of Knowledge thought of something and suddenly laughed. “It’s not completely impossible to kill Him. It will be enough if Bethel becomes a dual-path true god now. But He seems to get along well with Klein, so there’s no hope.”

"Do you want me to help you? I think I'm pretty free right now."

"No, if you help me, I won't be able to exchange the remaining secret waiter from you."

After saying this, the body of the Knowledge Demon suddenly became digitized and silently integrated into the information of the spiritual world.

He lost his actual existence and became completely information, becoming the direction and position in the spirit world, blending into the spirit world creatures and the surrounding environment - that was a data stream that could fill the entire spirit world in an instant, and even more than enough! But now it was precisely controlled, wrapping up the things in the spirit world like a soft and imperceptible spider web, and even the fighting gods did not notice it.

The invisible "secret voyeurism" allows you to see all the subtle changes in the surroundings.

He did not build a huge divine body for himself like the God of Steam and Machinery, and use mysticism to eliminate friction to create the ultimate "idealized perpetual motion machine" to construct a super processor so powerful that angels had to burn their own lives to barely move one arm.

He doesn't need to, because with "voyeurism" as his foundation, he can easily obtain all the information he wants.

Light that could not be detected by the naked eye turned into countless meteors and gathered around the God of Knowledge. He classified and screened the data according to his needs... Klein's current "Miracle Master" digestion progress was less than 60%, and the progress of the promotion ceremony "Secret Doll Town with Certain Interactions with the Outside World" was less than 98%. Without any intervention, the probability of being promoted to "Mysterious Attendant" was as high as %;

Bethel Abraham is injured 10%, stable 87%, no risk of losing control in the short term, and has signs of fatigue;
Through the "possession" technique, the communication records between target one Bethel Abraham and target two Klein Moretti were remotely retrieved. Memory is also information... An abnormal event was retrieved. Klein Moretti's family suspected that they had discovered his current identity and status?
Enter a new search target, Benson Moretti and Melissa Moretti... rented house, surrounding residents... conversation records, visitor identity, time of going out, carriage structure... No information can be collected around the Cherwood area!
Data retrieval completed.

"Is that the area protected by the God of Thunder? Hmm? He is paying close attention to the developments there."

"Peeping Secrets" ran into "Omniscience" on the edge of the Cherwood District where the Holy Wind Cathedral is located.

The acquisition of information suddenly stopped, and countless eyes across the sky looked towards the Holy Wind Cathedral at the same time, where there was darkness.

"Why is the God of Thunder paying attention to those two people? Could it be that Klein Moretti is still able to be affected by two mortals..."

The Demon of Knowledge was a little surprised, but then he felt it was expected. After all, Klein had made a great determination to attack the God of Thunder. "I thought he didn't go home because he had cut off all thoughts of his family after his death. I didn't expect... that kid is from the Western Continent, right? But he doesn't seem to understand the meaning of 'Tao' and 'ruthless' at all..."

The Knowledge Demon of the Western Continent in the old era didn’t know much about it either. After all, he was “beaten to death” at that time, and because of his own problems, he lost a lot of data and precious historical materials, and only recovered slowly later.

"Intercepting prayer messages?"

The prayer from a mortal who did not believe in him seemed weak even when compared to the prayers of Klein's other believers, and could be easily blocked and cut off. This thought flashed through the Demon of Knowledge's mind for a moment, but He did not do it.

Because He also "saw" the loud noise happening in the spiritual world - the extraordinary power exploded, and all kinds of messy colors and symbols were superimposed together as if they were bombs thrown by Bethel at the entangled God of War and Antigonus. For the Demon of Knowledge, the visual shock was far greater than the auditory information.

He roughly assessed Antigonus' condition, and suddenly alarm bells rang in his heart.

The next moment, the lightning directly tore apart the countless peeping eyes surrounding the sky of Loen.

The data structure was modified and overwritten by "Omniscience", but the next moment it suddenly grew and iterated new branches along the original data tree. The seemingly fragile thin layer of knowledge barrier could not be destroyed immediately, like a strong wind hitting a flexible spider web.

TBC
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Klein's spirit suddenly trembled, and he subconsciously looked towards the center of the explosion. He felt that his spirit was frantically hinting at something.

A white mask appeared in his sight.

It was very strange that Klein saw the mask accurately in the mixed symbols and the crumbling spiritual space, but he did not see Antigonus. Moreover, it seemed that Bethel did not realize that the uniqueness of "The Fool" was clearly placed in front of him.

Then, a prayer sounded in Klein's ears, like a radio with poor signal, intermittent and mixed with electrical noise.

"The savior of Silver City..."

"A miracle worker... a believer of knowledge..."

The voice seemed to repeat it over and over again.

"Please tell me...my brother Klein Moretti..."

"where are you now?"

(End of this chapter)