The Black Jade Raven didn't need to eat, but Adele was happy to feed her, and Noita was happy to play with her for a while and eat with peace of mind.

As the night deepened, the lights in the warehouse dimmed, and the conversations outside the warehouse also became quieter.

One by one, the personnel left, taking the excitement home and to their dormitories, sharing it with their families and friends. The personnel on duty remained at the base, speaking in hushed tones, unwilling to disturb the tranquility of the night.

Patrolmen in cotton-padded clothes would periodically walk past the warehouse and ask their companions for a pot of hot tea – patrolmen were not allowed to drink alcohol and could only use tea to stave off the chill of late winter.

The day is getting colder.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the half-open wooden door.

Adele quickly covered her hand, pressed the cookie crumbs under her palm, and covered it with the document to ensure that no one could see it.

Then she lowered her voice and said in a very authoritative manner, "Come in."

So a girl who looked impatient pushed open the half-closed door and entered the room, then closed the door gently to prevent the cold wind from entering the room.

She was carrying a wooden lunch box, wearing a red scarf, and her cheeks were red from the cold wind.

Ms. Charles bought the land next to the warehouse and later donated it to the Federation. The original resident was hired by the Federation to work as a kitchen aunt.

The girl is the daughter of the kitchen aunt of the Pietistic Federation. She lives with her mother in a newly built dormitory next to the base, and usually helps in the kitchen with several aunts.

She is familiar with all the members.

The girl placed the lunch box on the table and blew hot air into her hands to warm them before opening the wooden lid. Inside was a small pot of steaming meat porridge. "Mom made some porridge for those on duty tonight, and you can have some too."

Noita looked at the girl, then looked at the hot porridge, and suddenly felt that the biscuits were not fragrant.

Adele took out a bowl from the cupboard and filled it with a spoon. She smiled brightly and said, "Thank you to Grandma for me."

The girl smiled sheepishly and didn't respond. Her eyes were fixed on the Black Jade Raven, and she couldn't stop the curiosity in her eyes.

Adele noticed the girl's gaze and said proudly, "This is my pet. I was worried she'd be cold at home alone, so I brought her to the base to cheer her up."

Her outrageous words drew stern glances of disapproval from the crowd.

The girl nodded enviously and went out with the lunch box.

As soon as she left, Noita flapped her wings and flew to the bowl, protected it with her wings before Adele could make a move, and started eating.

"This is mine!" Adele opened her eyes wide, protesting Noita's brutal behavior of snatching food from her mouth.

After finishing half a bowl of porridge in one breath, Noita held his head high like a victorious goose and asked coldly, "Who's the pet?"

It seemed that because of the Black Jade Raven as a transit unit, Adele was no longer reserved with her.

This is not okay.

She can be friendly to Adele, but Adele also needs to respect her and never overstep the boundaries.

Noita proposed a plan to disguise herself as a pet, okay.

It's not okay for Adele to just decide that she's a pet without consulting her.

"This is just a temporary measure to fool the little girl." Adele quickly walked to Noita's side and picked her up. "If you frequently contact me in this form, the people in the guild will inevitably be curious about who you are, because you are so outstanding that you can be seen as extraordinary at a glance. I have to find a way to justify you, but you don't want to be a pet..."

"It's simple." Noita glanced at Adele and expressed her thoughts. "If anyone asks who I am, just say that this crow is a messenger from a big shot, here to help the association."

This identity coincides with Adele's lie that she had connections with a big shot.

Noita didn't believe that Adele, who was smarter than anyone else, didn't come up with this excuse.

Adele echoed the praise: "Good idea!"

The tone was so fake that Noita didn't want to pay any attention to her and buried her head in eating porridge.

Adele picked up the spoon and fought with Noita: "Leave some for me, I'm hungry too."

After a brief verbal exchange, the two men quickly divided the hot porridge. The bowls were now cleaner than the map of Poland in 1939.

Adele, who at least tasted something, went outside to wash the bowls and spoons.

After coming back, he lay on the table and looked at Noita with a sad look on his face.

Noita said bluntly: "Why? You want to ask me something?"

"There are some."

Adele nodded, stroked the Black Jade Raven's back, and told it what was worrying her.

During the days when Noita was far away in the Silver Peak Lair, the Pious Union won the trust and unity of the community residents by trying loan sharks and drug traffickers. Although some people still had complaints about the Union, they ultimately recognized its protection.

With the support and operation of sponsors, the federation became well-funded, and they thought of selling or giving away some necessities to people in the community who were not fully prepared for the winter.

"That's a good thing."

Everything was normal up to this point, and Noita asked, "And then?"

Then things took an unpredictable turn.

Several young people saw the homeless people shivering in the cold wind and worried that they would freeze to death in the cold night, so they gave them two quilts.

Since then, the number of homeless people in the community has increased.

People in the federation are worried about this.

After all, these people cannot be driven away, nor can they be allowed to lie in the community at night. When the wind blows at night in winter, who knows how many people will freeze to death.

"If they just need quilts to get through the winter, that's fine. The Federation isn't short of money lately, so it's just a matter of spending money to buy reputation. But..." Adele gritted her teeth, "Ever since these people came here, the community's security has deteriorated rapidly. Thefts, fights, and other incidents have increased again. We're discussing how to deal with them, but after a day, we haven't come to any conclusion."

Noita said in a playful tone: "Disagreement?"

"Well, Milin suggested that they should all be driven out, and those who refused to leave should be thrown into the sewer. Luo Wei supported Milin's idea. Beth felt that they should be given a chance to join the community, but they must atone for the crimes they committed in the community. There were a very small number of people who sympathized with them, but they did not raise any opinions. The main conflict now is between Milin and Beth."

Noita asked, "What's your opinion?"

"I'm not in a position to comment."

If she expressed her opinion, Milin and Luo Wei would support her unconditionally, and Beth would also support her ideas.

This matter will be decided.

But Adele hadn't figured out what to do with these homeless people.

"You're worried that you can't do it well." Noita pointed it out to her.

"Ah."

This concerns many lives, but she does not want the homeless to stay here and harm the interests of the community.

Hence the hesitation.

Noita suggested an idea: "How about I prescribe some medicine for them so they can sleep through the winter and not wake up until spring. Then, in the spring, I'll just dump them in another community, and it'll be up to them whether they live or die."

Adele pondered and felt a little moved.

Chapter 91: Praise the Gods

The night was long, the girl's golden hair was loose, she stared at the black bird indifferently, thinking about the suggestions put forward by Noita, with a confused expression.

Noita's suggestion made her interested. When she didn't know how to deal with those people, it might not be a bad thing to control them directly.

This is also a good thing for Community No. 7. The Federation only needs to maintain a good image in the community. If it drugs the victim, it can save face without hurting the community. The only thing it has to pay is some money for care.

The methods Noita provides are always direct and crude, lacking in humanity, but they are very useful.

The myriad of things on her mind made it impossible for her to think calmly. Adele combed the black feathers of the bird, hoping that Noita would provide another solution.

“Is there a better way?”

Noita pecked the back of the girl's hand hard, leaving a bloody spot and causing the girl pain.

"It hasn't even been an hour since I praised you, so stop asking me questions so frequently."

I just said you are a mature and reliable adult!

Crow jumped onto Adele's shoulder and whispered softly, "You always have to get used to making your own decisions, whether it's for the good of the community or to satisfy your inner moral desires. As long as you don't regret the decision, just go ahead and do it."

She said, as a mother would support her child, "I will support all reasonable decisions you make."

Adele examined the bloodstains on the back of her hand, as if looking directly into her heart. "I want to give them a chance. Wandering around all day, tossed and turned by the wind, isn't a good thing after all. If they're willing to help the Federation and live a decent life with its help, then I'll take them in. Of course, I'll still need your medication. After all, they need to be allowed to adapt quietly and not cause riots too often."

"I do have some medications that can boost your mood, but I won't be dedicating all my energy to preparing them. I'll give you the formulas when the time comes. You can go find Milin and have him use his connections to find a few trustworthy doctors to join us. I'll then leave the medication to them."

Crow hopped on the table and asked Adele nonchalantly, "But what if some people are really useless, only want to cause trouble or are hostile to you? There are always some hopeless people in the homeless community. I don't think you will be so lucky as to not encounter any of them."

"Then let Milin come. I see he doesn't like homeless people. If there's someone who really wants to fight us, let him deal with him."

Even if the worst happens and the homeless people really cause some trouble, Milin can be asked to suppress it and he will bear the notoriety.

He was the target.

Noita sighed and said, "You learn quickly. It seems that forming a faction is beneficial to you."

"This is what Milin told me privately. I always feel that he doesn't really hate these homeless people, but does it on purpose."

Adele wondered, "It's like it's for self-defilement."

She couldn't understand why Milin would defile herself if this feeling was true.

He gets along well with people in the community. His gentle and polite appearance pleases the elderly and young girls. His professional identity gives him a halo, and he can chat with people of all ages.

He also presided over the Federation's "Vigorous Vitality" ceremonies, and all the members who benefited from him respected him.

Adele couldn't figure out Milin's purpose for a moment.

The answer is actually very simple. Milin is worried about the jealousy that everyone has. What if he becomes too famous and Adele suddenly feels that he is a threat one day?

People's hearts are unpredictable, so it's better to show weakness and let Adele feel at ease with him.

Adele didn't realize at this moment that it was just because she lacked understanding of the sinister human heart. As long as she experienced more, she would always understand, and that day would not be too far away.

Noita smiled mysteriously, talked with his followers for a while, and then flew away.

After she left, the only remaining bustle in the office dissipated like mist. The moon was bright and it was still early before dawn, so Adele continued to read the book Charles gave her.

Suddenly, she saw a passage and her eyes froze slightly.

She had read this page.

Hiding passion is unthinkable, not because human consciousness is particularly weak, but because the nature of passion is to be discovered: I want you to know that I have hidden some feelings for you.

Her fingertips unconsciously touched the edge of the paper, and even after turning the page, the words still remained in her mind.

Adele fell into that absent-minded state again, just like before Noita came.

If hiding her passion is unthinkable, should she confess her passion to the one she loves, letting the fire of passion ignite each other?

A problem known only to one person is like a dewdrop on a water lily leaf lingering in the morning mist, unable to move forward or spit out, and finally it can only evaporate with the sunlight and rise into the mysterious fog.

……

A flying bird landed at someone's bedside, its scarlet eyes staring at the sleeping person motionlessly.

The birds were silent, but the shadows were whispering in a voice that humans could not hear. The low whispers entered someone's dream and woke him up.

Milin suddenly opened his eyes, staring at the darkness, and slowly moved his hand up to grasp the dagger under the goose feather pillow.

Someone invaded his room.

The curtains blocked the moonlight, and the room was pitch dark. The silence bred fear and gradually overwhelmed rationality.

In a trance, the curtains were drawn open, and clear moonlight shone into the room.

A long, narrow shadow, stretched by the moonlight, stared at him coldly.

"Sit up. I allow you to look me in the eye."

A cold voice reminiscent of snow on the mountaintop echoed in his ears. Milin let go of the dagger and sat up silently.

He recognized the owner of the voice, the mysterious man who had set his life on an uncertain direction.

"Hello, I'm sorry to hear that you're visiting me so late at night. How can I be of assistance to you?"

Milin raised his head and saw a black crow under the moon. It was as black as ink, with scarlet eyes, just like the ominous bird that announced death in the legend.

This reminded him of the legend of the Silent Wood and the crow that listened to death.

"Inspecting the staff," Black Crow said coldly, "You've done a great job these days. You've made an indelible contribution to the popularization of the Vitality Ceremony and the maintenance of community law and order."

A newly written thin book was thrown on the bed. In the moonlight, Milin could vaguely see words like "barrier".

With Noita's permission, he picked up the book and flipped through it. Before he had even finished reading for a minute, he put it down and said with a wry smile, "Is this the new job you assigned me? Setting up this barrier at the base?"

"Yes."

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