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

Chapter 601 Meet again
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The high priest looked at the Son of God's eyes which were gradually becoming darker and calmer, clenched his right hand, and placed his thumb on his forehead.

“May you find eternal rest.”

“May we all die equally.”

"You have lived with the people of the Northern Continent for too long and have forgotten that we are the people of the God of Death. To us, people are always sinking in death. Eternal sleep also means eternal existence, and life is nothing more than a dream that occasionally bursts out..."

After saying this, He said nothing more, turned around, and left the bottom of Calderon step by step, slowly walking up the ancient stone steps.

Heitel left Calderón quietly, just as quietly as He came, without attracting anyone's attention.

After leaving the spirit world, He first appeared in the imperial capital and went to the palace, saying to the Beyonder in charge of internal affairs:
"From today on, the core administrative office of the government will be closed. There is no need to send local affairs and reports to the central government. Departments can also be closed one after another. From now on, there will be no need to manage worldly affairs."

The demigod showed no dissatisfaction or disapproval of the high priest's request and bowed respectfully: "Yes, I will follow your words."

Haitel added: "His Highness Archon Azik Eggers has gone to the Holy City to serve the Lord. He will no longer handle any documents, and there is no need to hold meetings. His palace will also be temporarily sealed to prevent anyone from breaking in."

The demigod still maintained his bowed posture: "Yes."

Haitel was silent for a while, frowned, and asked, "How is the government's finances now? How much money is left in the treasury?"

"Your Majesty the Archon is very concerned about people's livelihood. The welfare benefits for the people are good, and the country's finances can still support it." The demigod answered respectfully and reported a fairly accurate amount. "The people don't have many ways to consume. Everyone is very satisfied with the basic salary issued by Your Majesty the Archon, but a large part of the people can't use it."

"Apart from food and drink, is there no other place to spend money?" Heiter wondered.

He had not paid attention to these things for a long time. Even if we don't count the years when he gradually disagreed with Xia Eggers and hid in the mausoleum with the artificial death sect, ignoring worldly affairs and praying blindly, he had not asked about worldly affairs for about five hundred years.

"Yes. The theaters, libraries, dance halls, and open-air theaters left behind by the people of the Northern Continent are basically still in use, and the transportation equipment is also basically intact. Many people like to spend time in these places."

"Even with the minimum wage, they can afford to go to the affordable theater to watch a play every two weeks. However, because actors often choose to die one after another, the theater's film schedule has also been greatly affected. Sometimes, there is a star effect..."

The star effect was self-evident. The demigod considered what he was going to say and reported meticulously:

"We import some items from the highlands, such as alcohol and other spices. The demand for hallucinogenic plants has increased this year. However, since their last disaster, most of what we can import has been reduced."

Haitel seemed to be listening carefully, but in fact he didn't care what the other party said, nor did he intend to really study these things. When the demigod finished speaking, he nodded, without mentioning what he had just said: "The state affairs are heavy, and you have been working hard all the time. As I said just now, tell everyone that the entire administrative district will be closed one after another in the future. If there is anything, notify the church directly."

"You demigods must also get active and solve any problems that arise in your own areas as quickly as possible."

The demigod nodded. After a moment, when Haitel indicated that he had nothing else to say, he raised his head and revealed a face that was vaguely expectant:

"High Priest, is that day coming?"

Haitel said nothing, but nodded slightly.

The smile on the demigod's face suddenly brightened. After piously praising the gods, he asked, "High Priest, can I follow you to dig the channel of the Styx?"

"Of course," Heiter said simply, "everyone can."

"Thanks you!"

"You can tell everyone about this - this is an opportunity to establish a connection with the Lord. When He comes to the earth, everyone will face the end equally. We will go to Him as a nation. God is there, and our emperor and empress are there too."

"Your Majesty..." the demigod murmured, "It is my great honor to meet Her again in another kingdom."

Haitel nodded and his figure gradually disappeared.

……

Haitel returned to Calderon. He stood quietly on the outskirts of this ancient city, gazing at the mottled city walls and ruins.

After a while, He heard a faint sound of water approaching from behind. Haitel turned around without saying a word. The latter stopped and asked casually, "Have you thought about it?"

"Correct."

"That's great. I didn't expect you to help. I'm very touched." Edward nodded. Seeing that the other party's eyes were fixed on the radio in his hand, he simply raised it and shook it. "Do you want this?"

"There is indeed a portion of your Pale Emperor in here. As long as you keep your promise, I have no objection to you taking it in as a thank you gift. But if you want to ask me whether this Beyonder characteristic belongs to Xia Eggers, I don't know."

Haitel smoothly shifted his gaze away:
"That's the thing you used to contact us. Please stop joking. I don't dare to use it."

"Well, this is the first time I've met you."

Edward glanced at the man's face. "Before, you stayed in the coffin in the mausoleum. It was Xia Eggers and his trusted demigod who communicated with me. When I was still an angel, I was curious and wanted to go and see, but was rejected by him. Although I don't have a hobby of collecting the cards of the top leaders of various organizations, I was lucky enough to talk to you about the source before you died."

Heiter responded calmly: "It's my luck."

He seemed to not want to talk about anything other than the purpose, so he said directly:

“I would like to be a vessel at the feet of my Lord, but how can I influence the river as much as possible?”

"That's why I asked you if you want to accept this Sequence 1 now." Edward shrugged. "You want to sacrifice yourself, but in fact you become a part of it. The stronger your ability is, the more likely you are to leave a relatively stable self in the river. Although you can't avoid the final demise, at least you can exist longer. So, have you ever tried to become the 'Pale Emperor' before you die?"

"I need to think about it."

"Don't worry, the river channel hasn't been dug out yet."

Edward looked at the high priest's profile with great interest. From the side, His face was just skin and bones, making Him look more like a skeleton.

"When you realized that there was something wrong with the oracle, I thought you would immediately choose to give up praying. In the end, you just compared my request with its request, confirmed that there was no difference, and then continued to act. High Priest, fanatics are not crazy. What do you think? What made you choose such a radical idea? Is it because of the Pale Scourge?"

Speaking of this, Edward couldn't help laughing:
"I still remember that someone really told me that the colonial war and other activities were the Northern Continent's response to the Pale Disaster of the Fourth Period. In fact, it was almost after they discovered the Southern Continent that the Quaternary Archaeological Activities could continue. A thousand years apart... Hehe, I have always admired humans' ability to talk nonsense, because I have not been enhanced with the talent for eloquence."

There was no expression on Haiter's face. It was obvious that He had heard similar arguments:

"Then consider my actions as a response to the colonial war. It's only been two hundred years, so it's more credible, isn't it?"

"When the Styx enters Balam's territory, the entire country may be destroyed in an instant."

"That's exactly what we need. We have taken back our country, and all that remains is to make it last forever," said Heiter. "We can sleep peacefully on our beds, look out over the river at the sight of the gods, sing and dance in the streets to welcome them. We have been redeemed at this moment, and we will never have to endure any pain again. We can do anything until the river swallows everything."

"Your concept of life and death is truly admirable."

Edward said sincerely: "If everyone was like you, my job would be much easier."

"I hope that the water of the Styx will flood every part of Balam's land, and this land will be branded with the mark of death forever. The fertile fields and the entire history of this land will come to a perfect end at that moment." Haitel said in a sighing tone:

"Let the spices, gold and all the stories that happened become legends. The empty empire of death will always stand here. Even if we die, no one will be allowed to touch this land again."

"As expected of you, the high priest. Your literary attainments are really good. I am a little moved by what you said."

Edward clapped his hands. "If you want to sacrifice your soul to Him and become His royal carriage, can you carry Him directly into the sea and crash into the Storm Abyss? Of course, if you don't want to crash into the Storm Abyss, I can also provide other suitable coordinates. If you are all dead, can I break Balram off the South Continent and lift him up and smash him onto the North Continent?"

Heitel fell silent.

After a few seconds, He said, "...I have no objection to your proposal. As long as you can 'fight back' better, you can throw my skull away, but as for the entire country...it depends on the Lord's will."

……

As the day started to break, a young man walked out of the hotel, wrapped himself tightly in a cotton coat, and prepared to meet his new client.

As a Feysac man, he was not too short, at about 1.8 meters tall. However, he had just wiped his face with the clean snow from the eaves, with his eyes squinting, when he suddenly felt a large shadow appear beside him.

The young man turned his head and looked up a little bit, and found a half-giant nearly two meters and five inches tall walking towards him.

"Mr. Bader, good morning." The young man stuttered. Facing the strong man who had fought twice as long as him, he couldn't help but smile, "You're here so early..."

“Every day we live, the sun we see, the aroma of food we smell, and the delicious food we taste, are all gifts from God. Not wasting time enjoying life is our life policy.” The young tall human - or rather, this half-giant said with great momentum, his voice falling from about sixty centimeters above the young man's head, with an indescribable sense of ethereal heaviness.

After saying this, Balder lowered his head and smiled in a standard way:

"Good morning to you too, Mr. Mansoor."

Mansur's mood was also difficult to describe. He just wanted to earn more rewards, so he took the task of running errands from the leader to contact these legendary "real descendants of giants". He was already considered brave in this team, better than the boy who was scared and ran away - there was a shortage of supplies in Feysac all year round, and seeing groups of strangers in the wild was often the beginning of a disaster. Therefore, when this small caravan came to meet this group of customers on the first day, they were frightened by the human wall composed of ten giants with an average height of 2.3 meters.

Fortunately, after they carefully contacted each other, they found that these giants had good tempers.

The only incident that occurred during the process was that one of them almost broke his bone during an understanding hug and handshake.

"(Feysac civilized language), who told me that this group of people are docile and easy to deceive, and everyone should do business with them?" Mansur thought angrily, "Each of their fists is as big as my head, who dares to lower or raise the price in front of them!"

"Haha...there aren't many people as devout as you."

This group of people liked to be praised for their faith, so he forced a smile to please them. Sure enough, he saw a smile on Balder's face as well, and he said a few humble words.

While thinking that he would have to deceive more people to feel fear in the future, he remembered the rumors that these people might really be "descendants of giants" and "noble guests from a distant country". When he saw their average height, Mansur believed it 80%, because even aristocratic families rarely have such a uniform tall people!
"Mr. Mansur, it's still early for breakfast. Can I take a moment of your time? I'd like to tell you about our signpost and savior, Mr. Fool." The half-giant bent his back and tried to make his smile look kind.

Can I refuse? Mansur's smile was already a little stiff, and he nodded repeatedly:

"No problem, no problem."

Seeing some of his companions also coming out of the house yawning, he quickly dragged them in as well: "Let's go sit down over there and talk."

He then walked to an open space on the side, and dragged his companions who were yawning and had not yet opened their eyes over there, and the half-giant who looked extremely oppressive also followed gently.

"You can tell me now." Considering the situation in Feysac, although he was very curious about the information, Mansur still reminded, "You can tell me briefly, otherwise the people from the Inquisition will..."

"Ok."

The tall and strong half-giant's expression suddenly became solemn:
"My Lord calls himself 'The Fool'. In the past, present, and future, he is the great ruler of the spirit world, the Yellow and Black King of good luck, and the beacon for every living being to pursue eternity."

"He is one of the oldest gods, an old friend of the Creator. They made a contract to save countless human beings."

...What a grand ceremony... This is what he said right at the beginning, and everyone in Feysac was stunned.

Even the God of War wouldn’t dare say that about himself!

All gods were born from the body of the Creator. Now there is a being as ancient as the Creator. Doesn't that mean that all gods are inferior to him? This is simply heresy!

Although they were not pious, several Feysac people could not help but look at each other. Some people wanted to stand up and leave, fearing that they would let the cat out of the bag after listening to too much and get drunk one day, and be taken away by the Inquisition that night.

"Our Lord resides above the physical and spiritual worlds, His mercy fills the heavens and the earth, and His throne is attended by many angels..."

“The ‘Angel of Miracles’ is an angel of mercy who listens to the desires of our hearts and shows us the best things;

"The Angel of Redemption is the Lord's trumpet and the messenger of His oracles. He brings light to us, and from then on mankind is saved."

Hearing this, the people of Feysac were speechless and could only laugh dryly:
“Your Lord is truly amazing.”

"More than that." The half-giant responded gently, "Next to the Lord's throne there is also the 'Angel of Punishment'. He is the Lord's thunder, the Lord's wrath, the Lord's palm, and the judge and executioner of all the fallen and unclean."

"In addition, there is the 'Angel of Time'. He is the guardian of the ancient times and a witness of history. He has traveled through a long time and finally submitted to our Lord and rang the bell of heaven for Him."

"Awesome, awesome." A person on the roadside exclaimed sincerely.

He seemed to have been standing here for a while and listened to all of Balder's preaching.

Hearing this response, the half-giant turned his head and looked at the man. He couldn’t help but smile. Then he described the various miracles performed by Mr. Fool in the most concise words possible, and finally said:

"A quarter of an hour has passed, so I won't waste your time. If you are interested, come and listen to us talk about our Savior in detail."

The people of Feysac already had expressions like "Let's go quickly" written on their faces. In order to get more rewards, Mansur tried his best to memorize the contents related to the beliefs of these "mysterious giants", and his mind was dizzy.

The young man nodded:
"If I have time, I'll go take a look."

After saying that, he left. The young man went to an eyewear store in the town and bought from the owner a single-lens eyeglass that was the most exquisitely made and had no fancy elements in the cupboard.

TBC
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He put the monocle on his right eye, and after a while, reluctantly took it off.

"Pallez Zoroast..."

“It’s amazing that he has taken office so soon.”

(End of this chapter)