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

Chapter 566 Work Instructions
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The atmosphere in the luxuriously and classically decorated conference hall was depressing. The demons who had been kneeling on both sides before the person sitting at the top entered had not been allowed to stand up yet, and it was clear that they would not receive this honor in the next hour.

The family manager, who had soared from a not-so-outstanding Sequence 7 to a demigod patriarch in just one year, now stood respectfully in front of the figure at the top. As the only person who could stand temporarily, he reported in a calm but still trembling voice:

"...As you can see, I wanted to seek opportunities in the chaos to take the overall strength of the Demon Family to a higher level, but I missed the opportunity to carry out my plan because of my miscalculation of the situation..."

"The situation in the northern continent is now relatively stable. Feynaport officially recognized Loen's vassal status. The mutual hostility among the various classes in Loen has also been greatly reduced, and the religious atmosphere has been strengthened. The food from Feynaport is large in quantity and high in quality. The demigods participate in the transportation, which has disintegrated the social order we have been waiting for in a very short time. With the help of this food, the Church of the Mother Earth has smoothly entered the golden age of missionary work. They promote efficient and cheap free collective treatment by priests, and pharmacists and doctors have squeezed our living space..."

The more he spoke, the more cold sweat Milan North felt on his back.

He felt as if he was explaining from every angle that "the North family made a wrong decision, is useless, and has completely failed your expectations", and useless things have only one end in the demon society.

Edward didn't think he had any expectations of the demon family.

He casually flipped through the report in his hand, which had been compressed to the extreme but was still thick. The contents were meticulously arranged according to the date, fully expressing that the entire North family wanted to continue to have the opportunity to be favored by him. However, Edward threw it aside without paying much attention, and the "Apostle of Desire" who was hit did not say a word.

"I know these things just by looking at them on the street. I'd like to trouble you to tell me again."

The Church of Mother Earth has already opened a chain. What's the point of you writing that crappy report now? Who taught you to be so formalistic... Edward said with a smile, "I'm more curious about your plan for the future direction of the family? I mean all the demons, not just your family."

Does this sentence mean to acknowledge that I am a member of the demon family... It is hard to change one's nature. Even when facing the accountability of the gods of this path, Milan's greed for power still made him instinctively dazed for a moment.

After this moment, he suppressed his excitement and said nervously:

"After discussing it, we think we may have missed the best time to evacuate. We have invested a lot in Loen and have already obtained the title. If we evacuate hastily, we can only return to the southern continent, and there is a possibility that we will be sniped by the Thunder Church on the way..."

Milan was really a little uneasy - because of the "omniscience" of the God of Thunder.

His eyes watched everything, and His divinity was reflected in every drop of rain. The waves and tides were His gifts, as well as His anger and majesty... In Backlund's social circles, Milan's faith was naturally in the "God of Thunder." He was a devout believer who knew the important chapters of the "Book of Thunder" by heart, was generous, and did not have the bad temper of other Thunder believers who were arrogant and arrogant.

The bishops were naturally very close to him.

This identity made him very popular in social circles, but also made him tremble every time he approached or entered a church, and he would voluntarily hand over more money, taxes and land as indulgences.

At this moment, he interrupted his fear of the God of Thunder in time. After all, with him and the overall strength of the Demon Family, he was afraid of being killed by that god himself or by order, which would be too much of an honor for himself.

The demon family values ​​bloody competition and the survival of the fittest. Perhaps the extraordinary people in other organizations may have the fluke mentality that there are tall people to hold up the sky when it falls, but as a demon, he absolutely dare not have it. Not only him, he believes that as long as he encounters a crisis beyond his ability, he, a demigod, will not only run faster than other demons, but will also selectively break the legs of other demons to delay time.

"...But the situation in the southern continent is not clear, and it may not be a good place. Therefore, we decided to let some people look for items related to the 'Traveler' and continue to take risks in Loen to look for new opportunities."

Fleeing to the southern continent is actually not a good idea.

The Southern Continent was no longer the place that was shrouded in extreme emotions, where ordinary people were living a life worse than death, Beyonders were all murderers, and High Sequencers were all mentally ill disasters and hotbeds of crime. Not to mention Balam, who became increasingly quiet and silent because of his faith, the angel on the high ground, Richard Ernst of the "Rose School" was not an easy person to deal with... Although the mysterious world had long heard that "He" had severed ties with the "Abyss" and would never have any contact with them again, Milan did not believe that a demon would keep the life of a disciple who had "severed his ties" with him.

Either the relationship has not been severed at all, or He wants the other person to be alive, and he is a glaring bait.

Therefore, the Demon Family could not guarantee who the "Abyss" would be watching if a conflict broke out between them and the "Angel of Temperance" - in this case, the best outcome would be for the "Abyss" to sit back and watch them kill each other.

"The sunk cost is too high, but it's not convenient for you to do anything right now. You want to run away but you're afraid of being struck by lightning or drowned. So you plan to just stay in Backlund and wait for an opportunity to fall from the sky so that you can make back your investment?"

Edward's face was full of "this child is incorrigible":
"It's really disappointing. It seems that demons shouldn't gather in groups. I can do whatever I want when I'm alone. You are supposed to use money to manipulate people's hearts, but now you are worried that you can no longer do whatever you want without money and status."

"It's great to buy lives with money, and it's fun to kill people with machines and public opinion? Now you don't dare to take risks?"

All the demons in the conference room were startled. Milan, the only one standing, also began to tremble violently, but he still tried his best to keep his voice steady:

"It is my responsibility. I misjudged the intensity and subsequent impact of the war between gods. It is my fault. I dare not ask for your forgiveness..."

Edward sighed again, his tone suddenly turned cold:
"Kneel down."

The blood of the demons suddenly turned cold. Milan fell to the ground without even thinking about it. The sound of a "devil" hitting his knees sounded like a bag of potatoes falling to the ground. Several of the heads of the families who were considered "favored ones" were shocked that they would be punished so harshly. However, they lowered their heads even more after raising them slightly. The faces of the demons seemed to be integrated with the gorgeous dark red carpet.

"Don't be so nervous. I also know that as a demigod, there is no way you can predict the changes in the situation of the war between gods."

His tone and voice changed again, as if the indifference just now was just an illusion:
"But, Milan, I still remember how you were when you led the North family to pledge allegiance to me against all odds. At that time, the fire of desire in your eyes was burning, and you even dared to take some of your family confidants to the 'Capital of All Capitals' to purchase properties in Backlund, right under the eyes of the gods. How come, now that you have more properties and have become a 'devil', you have become more cautious and timid?"

Edward looked around and saw the "Apostle of Desire" who was hit by the report he had thrown out just now kneeling not far away, but he was kissing the marble floor tiles and was obviously unaware of the needs of the god two meters away.

So Edward gave up the idea of ​​taking another look at the beautifully handwritten reports.

"Your responsibility? Such a general answer is not convincing. I don't mean to blame you. I even feel sorry for you. After all, it's not me who lost the opportunity to become a 'Whisperer' and even an angel in the future."

Before he finished speaking, the back of the "devil" kneeling in the front began to tremble.

Falling back, Edward said casually in a regretful tone, not caring at all how much psychological pressure it would bring to the demons.

The sun had not yet risen, but the window of the demon family could actually directly see the distant Holy Wind Cathedral. Edward took a look and then closed his eyes, but anyway, "He" was not here in person, but an emotional clone, mainly to investigate Backlund's current situation.

Anyway... I did survive, but it still has nothing to do with "harmony".

No one in the living room dared to speak for a moment, and Edward did not say anything either, increasing their psychological pressure and waiting for them to come up with a solution themselves.

The location of the Demon Family's mansion was indeed good. It was obvious that a lot of money had been spent on it. The furnishings and decorations inside were also designed to help them obtain a noble title in Loen one day. What was it now? It seemed that after contributing a large amount of land and money to the church, they managed to inherit the position of a dead viscount?
Well, in the early days, the Thunder Church turned a blind eye to the Demon Family, treating them as props to check and balance other gods. Then, when the Demon Family's assets began to expand, they began to recruit workers in large numbers and use money to buy lives, using their own methods to "stabilize the middle and lower classes." After that, the Thunder Church saw the value they could play in terms of social order and the money they could make, and continued to turn a blind eye and occasionally strike back. They began to worry about their lives and kept trying to build relationships with the church.

After that, you need a title, so you first try to find connections with nobles who are related to the royal family. In the end, you still can't avoid the powerful Thunder Church. In order to find connections with the royal family, it is best to choose to believe in the God of Thunder. In this way, the relationship is brought closer little by little.

Now he has been "granted" the position of Viscount by the church through connections. In addition, there is really no fresh blood in the aristocracy of Loen now. The devil is trying to gain a certain influence and status in the upper class, and he can't let go of the sunk costs at all.

Oh my God, this is such a mess. Hasn't he been completely trapped by the Thunder Church?

His name is Leodro, right? Or maybe all of this was done by a demigod or angel below, he is really smart... Edward made another click of the tongue, scaring the little demons below.

"Respected, respected 'Abyss', I have a remedy for this."

After a full minute of silence, Milan mustered up the courage to speak.

Don't get me wrong, I never had much expectation of what you could do. Even if you become an angel, what does it have to do with me? Edward ignored him and didn't talk to him. He looked at the corner of the living room and suddenly said to someone:

"Are you from the Southern Continent?"

A person in the corner immediately tried to look up, but his head only moved ten centimeters away from the carpet before lowering down. Only a muffled voice came from the corner:
"Yes, yes. I am from the Southern Continent, from the Rose School."

Just when he was eager to ask the gods more questions, Edward cast his gaze on another person out of boredom: "Little brat from the Belia family? Did you join North, or come as a partner?"

The member of the Belia family also suppressed his inner ecstasy and nodded. Edward asked casually, "Is the Belia family still training extraordinary animals to be its partners? It seems so. Compared with Andrellad who only studies various ritual magic, you are more to my taste. By the way, your current senior management should not still hate me, right?"

The Belia family member being questioned is Sequence 6.

“How, how could it be?” He stuttered in reply, feeling a burning gaze fixed on his back and head, and cold sweat dripped down his face. “He… The previous patriarch was defeated by you, so it makes sense. We only follow the strong.”

Edward nodded, but did not answer. He left Milan alone for a while. After five minutes, he looked at the trembling, sweaty, and somewhat suspicious head of the North family in front of him, and felt that his patience was running out:
"Do you think you have the confidence to ensure that the remedy you just came up with is effective?"

"Do you think you have the ability to do this now? How many manpower does Backland have? Do you have a plan? Are there any arrangements for personnel deployment? Do you have any remedies to remedy this measure after failure? Don't get excited and want to do something just because I scolded you. Relax a little. You don't need to digest your 'Cold-Blooded' again, right?"

"Don't think I'm too strict. Where else can you find a good God like me who guides believers so carefully?"

The "devil" was sweating profusely, his legs were shaking, and he was about to kneel unsteadily. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his previous idea was just a spur of the moment. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was full of loopholes and vulnerable. He wanted to strangle himself to death a few minutes ago. But at this moment, he heard Edward speak.

"Tell me about it," Edward said. "Go ahead and do it if you want to. I'm very open-minded. It's not me who will die anyway."

Milan took a few deep breaths.

"...induce Feynaporte's people to have conflicts with Loen." He spoke in a low voice, as if it came from the cracks in the ground. "I have met several Feynaporte merchants. A flour merchant looked down on the quality of Loen's wheat, but had to sell his high-quality flour to me at half the market price of Feynaporte. A temporary grain merchant, his parents were real merchants, but they were all struck by lightning and turned to ashes. He didn't want to do business with Loen people, and he hated it every time, but he had to accept my money to fill his stomach."

"There are also some civilians, some who have been forced, or have lost their land and families and want to come here to carry out terrorist revenge."

Edward began studying his cufflinks.

"They are all microcosms of Feynaporte's current situation. They will explode with just a little provocation, but the power of mortals is not enough to shake the covenant between the gods. If this is the case, the Demon Family will need to make a lot of efforts to attract the attention of the church..."

"What's more, now is the honeymoon period of the alliance between the Church of the Mother Earth and the Church of the God of Thunder. Anyone can see that there is something wrong if we try to sow discord during this period of time. This is why I have not dared to take action."

The reasons are sufficient and the logic is reasonable. Anyone with a normal mind knows that if they take action at this time, they will be attacked by the two major churches.

After Milan finished speaking, he couldn't help licking his lips, anxiously waiting for his fate.

"That's good." Edward didn't agree at all. If people can shake the church by themselves, what's the point of these demons? "Go ahead and do it."

"But……"

Ding. Something fell in front of him. It was a pure gold cufflink on Edward's left sleeve.

"Whether you are manipulating desires or amplifying evil thoughts, you are already a mature 'devil'. Don't forget your job just because you have been a factory owner for a long time. I believe you will find a way." Edward said softly, "Or die now and let someone else do it."

TBC
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good night!

(End of this chapter)