chapter 63

Chapter 58 Other People's Children and Parents

"Teacher, what's the problem? Why are you here?"

Dorian Abraham closed the door. There was still fresh snow under his feet. It was obvious that he did not come directly from his family's mansion in the holy city of Aarons.

Facing the students' worries and concerns, Dorian just smiled.

"I have been assigned to Backlund. I will cooperate with the branch here and serve as their logistics officer for the next period of time."

"Logistics, what happened?"

Backlund's special meaning in the Second Empire made it clear that It has become the most powerful of all branches of the Intelligence Bureau and the one closest to the headquarters.

Not only are angels stationed here, but there is also a complete logistics system, with an entire "War Red" team to assist, to ensure that in critical moments, the power of His Highness the "Red Angel" can be accurately deployed and the first batch of reinforcements are sent.

Her teacher is already quite old, and he is also one of the elders with a high status in the Abraham family. How could he suddenly be transferred to be an inconspicuous logistics officer?

"Don't worry too much, it's a normal move, all for the new actions on the Empire's front line," Dorian sighed and added, "The Empire has officially declared war on the Star Plateau, which is different from the one more than ten years ago. Your Majesty is angry and will definitely take control of the Star Plateau area."

"Because of the full moon curse, the Abraham family has not been able to give birth to new angels, and even the digestion of 'Wanderer' is not allowed. After all, there is still hanging in the sky. There are many dangerous sources of pollution..."

Dorian said that he didn't quite understand the explanation given by His Highness Ambrosius, and took off his half-high silk hat.

"We are not strong enough to participate in the frontal battlefield. All we can do is maximize our own advantages. For example, I was sent to Backlund because of the mobility of the 'Traveler'." "The

logistics officer is just superficial. According to the rhetoric, my real responsibility is to cooperate with the heads of the branch, and be regarded as a temporary staff officer and a microphone for the country."

Staff officer, microphone... Forsi did not listen to much of the teacher's subsequent explanation, her attention was completely I was attracted by the first content and couldn't extricate myself.

War...

turned out to be a war!

Oh my God, Fusac, Intis, Roen, Fenebaud, almost all the countries in the northern continent have just signed the "Treaty of Peace, Friendship and Mutual Assistance", and a new war has begun in the southern continent, which will break the stability of the past few years. of peace?

Although she is aware of the empire's consistent style and is willing to believe that the empire's actions are different from those of the countries in the Northern Continent, and that a series of high-level reasons involving the game of gods are interspersed with simple acts of war, but this does not affect the residents of the world towards A new view of war.

There is no doubt that the Empire will become the target of public criticism in the coming period.

"Teacher, what's the reason? Why is it so fast?"

Forsi shuddered and couldn't help but think of the news he heard from several tarot meetings.

Is it because of friction at sea?

"I don't know."

Unfortunately, even though he held a prominent position among Abraham, Dorian knew very little about the thoughts of the truly big man.

He is just an insignificant executor at the lower level, an ordinary screw in the huge national machine.

If the "Gate of Ten Thousand Gates" were to travel across the earth, and the glory brought by the name of Bethel would be enough to support Abraham in the Fourth Age, he might really know something. But now, an elder from a marginal family can advance in advance. Knowing the strategic goals of the empire can be regarded as an extra mercy from the "Patron" Roman Ambrosius.

"Don't think too much."

"Okay, let's not talk about these unpleasant things." Dorian took out a piece of paper that had been folded several times from his pocket, handed it to Forsi and said, "'Record Officer's' Formula, you told me in your letter that you want to be promoted to the next sequence. Although you have just been promoted and have not accumulated enough merits, according to convention, your promotion request is impossible to be approved..." "

But , There are exceptions to everything."

A smile appeared on Dorian's face.

"You are now favored by the 'Angel with Lanterns', and the family has also seen the praise for your work in the department report. So when we old guys discussed it, we agreed that an outstanding student like you is worthy enough to It's a little special."

"I will give you the formula in advance, so that when the department approves the main material for the characteristics you applied for, you can collect the corresponding auxiliary materials in advance, and it will be more convenient to perform the corresponding performance."

He said , Dorian took out a palm-sized notebook from his left pocket. The outer shell looked very hard, copper-green in color, and the pattern was ancient.

This is a notebook composed of three types of paper. On the cover, there is a line of words written in ancient Fusac language to reveal its true purpose.

"I came, I saw, and I recorded."

Forsi read the words above in a low voice, and was pleasantly surprised when he recognized that it was a member of Abraham's internal sealed artifact.

Dorian said with a smile, as if he had seen through the students' guesses.

"I decided to lend you this item first. Haha, you will definitely be familiar with it."

"It is called 'Lenormand's Travel Notes', or it can also be called 'Lenormand's Magic Book'. It can record the extraordinary abilities you see, including the demigod level. Well, when it comes to divinity, the ability it can record and reproduce will be greatly reduced. It can only be recorded three times, and it is easy to fail to record." "

...Listen It's very powerful." Forsi felt like he was dreaming.

She sighed, then exclaimed.

"Can you really lend me such a valuable thing?"

"Of course, your contribution to the Lord, the empire, and the family makes you worthy of it." The Lord and the greatness in Dorian's mouth Some Trunsoest people are different. He serves the one who has been silent for nearly a thousand years.

"But there is one thing you need to pay attention to." Looking at the students' overly excited expressions, Dorian had to pour some cold water on them. "All sealed objects have negative effects. The negative effects of travel notes are not serious, nor can they be considered serious." Be careful."

"This is a solemn reminder. Every time you use it, you will face unknown dangers. You will temporarily lose control of the direction and get lost on the road. You must smear your own blood on it evenly. Only on the cover can we avoid a series of influences."

"You know, for us 'apprentices', getting lost is often a taboo that can cost our lives."

Just smearing blood is really not too dangerous...

Well, I can draw some blood in advance every day and store it in a reagent bottle and take it with me. Fortunately, I also prepared the tools for the doctor's session. I can prepare some for Xio, maybe she will use it too...

The teacher is so kind... Forsi pursed her lips and responded solemnly.

"Yes, I will pay attention."

This old gentleman from Abraham was unable to leave any heirs in his later years. Most of his children died on the road to success, which greatly changed their father's mood. After being fifty years old, after getting Forsi After Wall, a student who was considered good in almost all aspects and whose family was quite unfortunate, Dorian almost put himself in the position of stepfather.

"Okay, that's all. As the host, you don't mind taking me on a tour of the branch before I join the job early, right?"

Faced with the teacher's invitation, Forsi showed a rare hesitation.

"What, is there anything else?" Dorian saw the student's embarrassment.

Xio is coming back soon... Forsi glanced at the clock, and Dorian also looked outside the bedroom door as if he suddenly realized.

"When I came in just now, I took a look at your living room. You don't live alone, do you?"

Due to Xio's special status, Forsi had never mentioned to the teacher that she had a long-term roommate, always using excuses. Vague prevarication, even if Xio later joined the empire, he was unable to write it in the letter due to time issues.

"Yes, I have a friend who has been with me for many years. She recently lived with me."

Living together... Dorian suddenly became silent.

His eagerness just now made him forget how impolite it was for him to rush into the student's home. Now the established fact that an "outsider" existed made his embarrassment even worse.

"Okay..."

Nodding with difficulty, Dorian sighed.

"I can go and visit by myself."

...

Traces of cuts and axes were all over the ceiling. In the gray hall under the ground, which was guarded by layers of mysterious doors, Emlyn, who had once again been summoned by His Excellency the Marquis, walked away from the dark coffin in the center of the hall. Shen lowered his head.

Beside him, the blood Earl Mistral glanced contemptuously at the grandson of the marquis, Qasimi, who was responsible for leading the way, until he used his eyes to completely drive away this self-respecting and unruly descendant of the aristocracy, and let him After leaving the hall, he saluted the senior in the coffin.

"Good night, Lord Nibais."

"Good night, Mistral."

The invisible sight cast from the darkness first stayed on top of Mistral's head for a while, then turned to Emlyn intentionally, and gently pass by.

"You too, Emlyn White."

This rather perfunctory statement sounded like a great courtesy to Emlyn, who did not have any title.

Even though he thought he had a special responsibility, he was not so big as to show off in front of the Marquis.

"Good evening, Your Majesty the Marquis..."

Before Emlyn could say hello again, Nibais interrupted him.

"Your Majesty the Envoy of God, has Mr. V given you any tasks recently?"

Emlyn White is an ordinary vampire who is mediocre and even somewhat incompetent. The reason why Nibais summoned him is entirely because of the accidental collision. of "good luck".

"Mr. V wants me to be his spy in Backlund and help him complete some things when necessary. He also gave me...a new list of honorary names..." At

the end of the words, Emlyn looked a little hesitant due to hesitation. .

"Your name?"

"Tell me about it."

Mistral next to him raised his eyebrows slightly.

Mr. V was his patient not long ago. Of course, he knew that with Mr. V's state, even with the protection of the gods, it would be impossible to digest all the important parts of the main material within a month.

The honorable name cannot be Mr. V's.

"Yes..." Emlyn nodded slightly and repeated the list of honorable names that Klein had written in his heart.

After a period of ups and downs of chanting, the honorable name read in ancient Fusak language obviously echoed something at infinite heights. The two demigods present were also aware of this, but their faces were all confused. not too good.

This is the honorable name of "The Fool", which belongs to another Lord, the "God of Mysteries"!

Mr. V actually gave Emlyn a list of honorable names of the "God of Mystery" that were not widely spread within the church?

The attitude confused the two vampire nobles.

For gods, there are many believers who pray devoutly for protection, but even gods cannot respond to everyone. After all, his honorable name is spread too widely, and he will only pay attention to a few worthy of his care.

However, an honorable name with a small spread and only a few people know it will be very different from the above situation.

This is like some conventional and tacit conventions in ordinary social life. Private channels are always easier to get responses than official emails.

There was no sound for a short time in the heavy coffin made of black iron. After three or four seconds, Nibais spoke.

"So you have been acting as Mr. V's spy recently, collecting Backlund's every move for him?" "

No, I haven't received any instructions from him recently, so I'm still in the Harvest Church..." Emlyn answered honestly. .

"Stupid!"

Nibais's deep and old voice, with a little hoarseness, echoed in the hall.

"The task Mr. V gave you was to collect intelligence. You didn't receive clear instructions, so you can just take it easy and kill time?"

As an unlucky guy who worked for "War Red" in the past, Nibais was lucky. Bring out the words the "Hunter" Angel learned when he scolded him.

"Collecting is an art. The so-called collecting everything is so that you can invest in advance when you really need it. How can you do a good job like this?" "

Every second you are lazy now is eroding the trust of the divine envoy in you. Living up to the expectations of your ancestors is a precious weight for victory in the tasks that will come in the future." "

And you don't even realize this."

Nibais's reprimands were overwhelming, and Emlyn was overwhelmed. Almost lowering his head to the ground.

No matter how high-spirited he is on weekdays, he can't quibble in the face of reality and can only feel regretful.

"You are right, Your Excellency Nibais."

"Do you know what to do now? UU Reading www.uukanshu.net"

Nibais only felt that he had never been so patient when facing his real grandson, for fear that he would Mullin responded and reminded him deliberately.

"Although the task given to you by Mr. V is to act as his spy when necessary, you can communicate with him frequently and report all the valuable information you can collect. If not, you can also use the help of the clan. I If you need to fall asleep occasionally, you can ask Mistral for help."

The earl who was suddenly called upon was still recalling the wonderful reprimand given by the marquis just now.

What kind of trust does the divine envoy place in you, what does the ancestor expect of you... Hey, think about it carefully, does Emlyn White really have those things?

I'm afraid that when he failed in his first mutual aid mission, the envoy had already lost most of his trust in him.

However, Mistral nodded in response.

"That's right, I will also provide you with the necessary help."

Well, one code is another, no matter how incompetent Emlyn is, at least he has the trust of the divine envoy, and that is enough.

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Chapter 59 Reasons

"Beyam is ahead."

The sunlight outside the window shone into the room, coating the decoration of the captain's cabin with a layer of gold foil.

Edwina sat on a chair, holding a book and looking up at the opposite side.

After several days of sailing, the "Golden Dream" returned to the vicinity of the Ross De Islands.

Frankly speaking, the current attitude of most of the crew on the ship towards Gehrman Sparrow can be described as bad. Even due to the absolute power gap and the adventurer's terrifying background, the crew dared not speak out, but hatred and hatred It is not impossible for fear to bottom out.

For safety reasons, Edwina ignored the objections of the first mate and other senior officials on the ship, and brought the adventurer into her scope of activities, ensuring that the adventurer and the crew met as much as possible.

Just like now, the two have been together in the captain's cabin for four hours.

"Thank you."

Klein looked outside the ship, responded politely, and put an old-style book in his hand back on the table.

"Your collection is very valuable and very attractive."

During this time together, in order to kill time, Edwina took out part of the collection, including the ancient book of unknown origin in front of her.

This book, bound with parchment and written in the ancient Fusac language on a dark brown surface, is called "Grossell's Travels" and is a record of the giant Grosell's acquaintances with partners with different identities. It's a storybook story about fighting the dragon together, but it doesn't have an ending, and the last few pages stick together.

"This book was found in a sunken ship on the seabed. I used some identification secretaries to infer that its production date may really be traced back to the time when giants ruled the continent. If we don't take into account the Solomon Empire and Loen, etc. The words can hardly be said to be later forgeries."

When talking about collection and research, Edwina's words obviously changed a lot.

"It really doesn't look like a fake..." Klein agreed, nodding slowly as more thoughts passed by silently.

He didn't use any special secret techniques, he simply judged it based on the content of the stories in his travel notes.

A giant who was active in the Second Age and once lived near the King's Court of Giants, an elf who had firm faith in the ancient elf king Sunia Solem, an ascetic who believed in the "unknown" sun god, and Solomon. The nobles of the era, the Loen soldiers of the Fifth Age...

excluding the last two, the settings of the first three characters do not look like they were written by someone who did not have a detailed understanding of that era.

Not to mention the King's Court of Giants, the changes in the elves' beliefs after the death of Suniasolim and the belief in the "ancient sun god" that was completely buried by the three gods of storm, wisdom, and sun are enough to subvert most research. author's worldview.

However, the possibility of forgery cannot be completely ruled out. After all, many people within the Trunsoest Second Empire still know these two secrets, especially the top brass within the Secret Order and the Aurora Society... Klein feels that this There is no small possibility of guessing.

He instinctively wanted to confirm, but when the fingers of his clasped hands moved slightly, he suddenly remembered that he was not welcome on the "Golden Dream" now.

"Have you discovered anything else?"

Edwina noticed Klein's subtle emotional change and suddenly said.

"Some."

A hint of astonishment flashed through his usually cold expression, and Klein shared his findings calmly.

These are not very valuable secrets. As for the part about the "ancient sun god", it is relatively easy to accept it in the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, which advocates knowledge as the only one, and regards it as a pure academic exchange.

"Whether it is the content or the travelogue itself, it shows that it has a long history." "

But this also proves that it is almost impossible to be a work from the Fourth Age, let alone the Second Age." Ai Devenna judged, "No matter how exquisite the prediction is, it cannot see the future two or three thousand years later. With such a long span, I am afraid that the God of Wisdom, which symbolizes omniscience, cannot do it."

Edwina is a A devout believer in knowledge, and that is why she is so sure.

If omniscience is truly omnipotent, and the accumulation of knowledge can help gods bridge the gap of time, then how can there still be disputes in the world?

"A very interesting book."

When it came to faith, Klein kept his mouth shut knowingly.

The ships underfoot slowed down slowly, and the "Golden Dream" was sailing into the port.

Edwina glanced at the things outside the window, regained her cold and indifferent expression, and stood up.

"Byam has arrived."

Klein heard the words and stood up, looking out. From several obvious sea snake totems, he judged that this place might be a private port belonging to the Rossed Resistance Army.

He didn't show any surprise and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Faster than I thought."

"Faster than I expected." Edwina retracted her gaze, motioned for Gehrman Sparrow to follow, walked out of the captain's cabin, and walked all the way to the deck.

At this time, almost all the crew members of the "Golden Dream" gathered on the deck, including "Gourmet" Blue Walls, "Singer" Orpheus, etc., including Daniz, these pirates with high bounties They formed a circle and stared coldly at Klein who walked onto the deck. There was no smile or farewell, and his eyes flashed with various emotions, mostly fear.

Sigh, I guess there is no chance of building a good relationship with them... Klein sighed secretly, and as if he didn't care, he passed these pirates and walked to the gangway.

Edwina followed closely behind him. As a captain, she could not be as willful as the crew.

"I am ready to step up cooperation with the rebels here."

Beside the gangway, the sound of the sea breeze drowned out the conversation between the two, and the invisible barrier locked the secret.

He saw that Trunsoest was behind me, and wanted to use me to spy on Trunsoest... No, what is the attitude of the True Creator Party towards the Bayam resistance?

Klein looked at the private port that was not prosperous but quite busy, and his eyes followed a group of shirtless porters in early winter.

"Lundborg is a country that advocates knowledge and civilization. I don't think they will refuse."

Compared with countries such as Loen and Intis, Lundborg has almost no fixed colonies overseas due to its land area and strength. It is a hidden colony that cooperates with the indigenous resistance forces, so its international reputation is pretty good, and it is also relatively popular with the indigenous people in the southern continent and the archipelago.

"Grossell's Travels. I will continue to study that book. It may require some unusual documentary evidence." Edwina suddenly changed the topic and looked at Klein with her blue eyes. "Do you want me to What can you exchange for the knowledge about the elves and the 'ancient sun god' that you hold in your hands?"

Gold pounds? Klein smiled inwardly, then put aside this irrelevant thought and responded seriously.

"Items or money equivalent to the knowledge you need."

Edwina nodded slightly and asked again.

"How should I contact you?"

"You can summon my messenger."

Klein looked around and found that the pirates of the "Golden Dream" were keeping a considerable distance from them, so he took out a pen and paper and quickly wrote down the most inconspicuous part of the incantation that could summon his messengers.

Edwina took the note and glanced at it subconsciously.

"A descendant of the gray mist and the spirit world,"

"A symbol of loyalty and wisdom,"

"A friendly existence belonging to Gehrman Sparrow."

She didn't pay much attention to it, put the note away, and put it into the pocket of her trousers. .

...

After leaving the "Golden Dream", the cautious Klein did not go out of the private port directly. Instead, he changed his face in a blind corner of the port where no one noticed, and used illusions to temporarily cover himself with a layer of disguise. After changing his clothes, he walked through a remote path and left the jungle in a zigzag manner.

The internal map of the Islands Branch records a complete and detailed panoramic view of Blue Mountain Island, including a number of roads that can directly lead to the branch's above-ground buildings.

Klein was walking along one of them, and it took him less than an hour to see the manor hidden on the outskirts of the city.

It was still a completely black wrought iron gate. The local-looking gatekeeper casually glanced at Klein, who had an unfamiliar face, and then looked at a figure wearing a robe that suddenly appeared one meter behind him, and suddenly grinned. Smile.

"Is that the famous 'Hell Admiral' Ludwell?"

Klein covered the squirming flesh sprouts on his face with his left hand, transformed back into Gehrman Sparrow, and nodded coldly.

"Hey, as expected of you, sir."

The gatekeeper emphasized the last two words, laughing at himself as he opened the door to let him in.

"It's only been a few days, and you've come back with a real 'gatekeeper.'"

This time, without anyone to guide him, Klein walked through the seemingly normal manor alone, walked into the training camp for militiamen, and turned on the mechanism. , passed through the underground spiral passage guarded by first-level sealed objects, and stepped into the real archipelago branch on the lower level.

After walking a distance of three hundred meters, when the light appeared again, it was already a wide underground area.

Planson, a member of the Islands Branch, got the news from somewhere and waited here early. When he saw Gehrman Sparrow appearing, he was no longer as unruly as before and lowered his head respectfully.

"Mr. V, Mr. Taylor has been waiting for you for a long time."

...

"I thought you would come back the day after tomorrow."

An old man with dark brown hair, bright amber eyes, and enthusiasm and vitality comparable to young people is sitting in the office Behind the desk, he placed his palm on a thick document and said with a smile.

"The commendation from my country has come, but the reward is not yet there. Hey, there is only one medal. I think you shouldn't be in a hurry."

Klein glanced at the document held by the "Iron-Blooded Knight", nodded slightly, and skipped the useless Small talk.

"Do you have any other instructions?"

"Of course, although the news about you killing Ludwell has not spread yet, the impact is not small at all."

Taylor did not care about Gehrman's attitude and straightened his back. , whose tall figure casts a huge shadow in the office.

"You wrote in your letter before that your teacher, the original 'Death Consul' of the Balam Empire, hopes to convert to our Lord and become a vassal of the empire. This country attaches great importance to this matter, and the High Council almost immediately approved your replacement. His Majesty the Emperor also showed considerable enthusiasm for the request conveyed by your teacher. He mobilized the army that day and sent troops to the Xingxing Plateau, preparing to attract the Northern Continent's army in West Balang from another direction to reduce the pressure on your teacher's plan and cooperate with it. The actions of other Highnesses of the Empire."

Attacking the Star Plateau?

Klein was a little surprised for a moment.

Is the Second Trunsoest Empire going to war with the "Rose School of Thought" and take over the entire Star Plateau?

Why at this time?

Mr. Azik's attitude will indeed help the Second Empire of Trunsoest to deal with the stubborn enemy of the "Spiritual Order" and reduce the pressure of frontal war. However, if they attack the Star Plateau at this time, they will undoubtedly be in trouble. Open up a second battlefield, provoke the fragile nerves of the countries in the northern continent, and completely detonate the situation in the southern continent.

The ownership of the "God of Death" path is enough to cause dissatisfaction with Fusac and Roen, so why do it need to do more?

After hearing the news, Klein was filled with doubts. At the same time, he couldn't wait to write a letter to contact Mr. A and Miss Sharon in the Southern Continent. After all, the Colonel Taylor Franz in front of him would definitely not be like those two friends. He is generally honest and tries his best to answer his doubts.

"Why at this time?" But he still asked.

Seeing the divine envoy showing a satisfied expression, Taylor was in a good mood and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"Perhaps this is a very simple question."

"No matter how united the empire is, it is not necessarily monolithic inside, right?"

He was almost making it clear.

That's right, he was the one who revealed Mr. V's true intentions to His Majesty the Emperor in advance, and now it's him who takes the initiative to confess the Emperor's feelings.

He seems to be making some contradictory moves.

Klein chewed on the profound meaning of Taylor Franz's words, thought silently, and vaguely grasped the key.

Although he has never been to Aarons, he has heard some rumors from many places about that holy city and His Majesty the Emperor living in the holy city.

The "Arbiter" approach... George III's quest for the "Black Emperor"... the results of the "Artificial Death" faction... Klein's eyes widened little by little, unable to believe the possibility of his guess.

"Is it because...'artificial god of death'?"

If Mr. Azik can use the power of the true creator to unify the "Spiritual Religion", it will be equivalent to obtaining the "artificial god of death". The uniqueness and uniqueness of the "god of death" path Attribution of possible sequence-properties.

This will be a great victory.

If the true creator is happy and rewards Mr. Azik with the spoils of war, his teacher may be able to become a king of angels in a short time, a person who is almost equivalent to "UU Reading www.uukanshu" .net The powerful existence of the "God of Death"...a weaker "Emperor of the Underworld".

By then, wouldn't the Emperor of Trunsoest become a joke?

With the same half of the continent, the weight of the King of Angels is definitely greater than that of an ordinary angel, even if the Emperor of Trunsoest may be a Sequence One.

"You are a smart man, Mr. V."

"It seems that you have also figured out why our Emperor is anxious."

After hearing this, Klein slowly raised his head, not hiding his doubts.

"What about you? Why do you want to remind me of this?"

Taylor did not dodge when faced with the angel's question, still smiling slightly.

He pointed to the badge of honor on his chest, his smile becoming increasingly mysterious.

"In my position in the empire, I am essentially a member of the 'War Red'. I am just implementing the Lord's will and promoting what He wants. There is no need for a reason."

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Chapter 60 Holy Ark

"Mr. V, your resume or your past is not a secret among the senior officials of the department." "

To put it bluntly, as a Luen native and a former college student who lived an ordinary life before last year, your first We can understand the inability to understand many of the empire's decisions."

"As for your question... Well, in your opinion, our empire is of course yours now, what do you think the empire's upper and lower structure is like?"

Taylor's questions came one after another, avoiding the important ones and avoiding the key points after vaguely answering the most critical questions. This was in line with Klein's consistent impression of Trunsoest being full of riddlers and language masters.

However, this question cannot be said to be perfunctory. On the contrary, it made Klein feel the thorny feeling of having to judge unfamiliar problems based solely on past experience when his extraordinary career was just starting out.

The last time he faced a similar situation was on the first day he joined the "Nighthawks". Old Neil asked him to read the newspaper.

"Empire, the Second Empire of Trunsoest." Klein carefully considered his words. The reflection of the flat mirror obscured the jumping trajectory of his dark brown pupils as he thought. "From the history I know about the Fourth Age, , the empire is actually an alternative plan that the Creator had to use when faced with the disastrous defeat in the later stages of the Pale Disaster, and it was a temporary compromise." The

"God of Death" fell, the "God of Mystery" disappeared, and the real Creator at that time had just experienced a great war. , the Six Gods, who are the true rulers of most of the northern continent, did not consume too much power in the war due to various reasons, and remained in good condition, surrounded by wolves. Even the stronger True Creator, after losing his only It is also difficult for allies to support them independently during encirclement and suppression.

Coincidentally, the four emperors died one after another, and the new country and royal family were still unstable. Trunsoest inherited Solomon's legacy and the colonies in the southern continent had not yet waited for the next owner to enter. The "Night Emperor" remained. The descendants lacked the power to protect themselves and had no backers. If they needed a name, a so-called "orthodox" to encircle the territory for subsequent development, they were indeed a good choice and the only choice at the time.

"So that's what you think."

Regarding Klein's opinion, Taylor did not refute. Even if he was a member of "War Red", after hearing the word "compromise", he showed no anger and only thought, which was already expected by Klein. What a big surprise.

"Don't worry about the wording. In fact, your thoughts are also within the empire. To be precise, they are the thoughts of many people in the early empire, including my ancestors." His hands

left the desk, folded in front of him, and the tips of his ten fingers faced each other. Memories appeared on Taylor's face, which was filled with time and wind and frost.

"In the past, we initially ruled the entire northern continent. Later, even when Emperor Solomon fell, we only lost half of the country. To be honest, before the Pale Disaster began, no one thought that the Lord's faith would grow in the next thousand years. We can only huddle in the wilderness that we once looked down upon."

"But now you have also seen that what we don't like is the reality we are facing." "

Should we be disappointed, dissatisfied, and angry? "

Perhaps yes, it's just that we are not qualified. After all, the great Creator himself has never shown a trace of regret for the current situation and past choices."

Taylor looked at Klein with sharp eyes, as if there were flames.

"Failure and frustration are the eternal accompaniments of life, and the final rebellion of the glorious age reveals to us that even the omniscient and omnipotent Creator cannot avoid it." "

Our Lord, our Father, who has experienced the most shameful betrayal, can still With a sincere heart that ordinary mortals can understand, he treats His Lamb with the most sincere actions. Even in the most difficult moment when he is unable to control his malice and gibbering after going crazy, not a single 'secret prayer' will follow Him. We have heard a complaint in Discord's teachings, so who are we to vent our grievances that will serve no purpose but to expand the negative impact?"

There was another sneer.

"Hey, Mr. V, I am indeed old. In the days when you first arrived in the Rossed Islands, in addition to the common little thoughts among mortal politicians, I did seriously think about the issue of retirement and whether to divide the islands into all It's up to you."

"As for our original question, you may think that the old things I mentioned cannot help you understand what I did and the current actions of the empire, but in fact that is the most important original motivation. ."

Taylor stood up from behind the desk, stood up and left his usual seat, motioning for Klein to follow him.

The confused envoy did as he was told. To be honest, besides following Colonel Taylor's footsteps, Klein didn't think that continuing to try to find clues from the old events in Taylor's mouth would be more effective in helping him than the current action. Understand why wars arise.

"We have been dormant for too long and have accumulated too much resentment. The inability to vent does not mean that there are no corresponding emotions in our hearts. The Lord and the Empire urgently need a war to remove the negative parts accumulated in us and relieve the internal tension. Pressure, this is the real reason for launching the Star Plateau War."

I didn't see many members of other archipelago branches along the way. Most of the people in the intelligence department were busy in the work area solving the piles of documents in their hands and wrestling with difficult problems. This road, which houses the lounge and executive office area, is very quiet.

Taylor walked in front, leading Klein and his marionette around a corner and towards the lower levels of the underground.

"Our Emperor, you are right. Choosing Him is a compromise by the Lord." "

But after all, our Emperor is better than the trash and worms in the Northern Continent who claim to have noble blood. He is the true son of the 'Emperor', the The legal heir to the 'Judge' crown, like his father, is quite virtuous and knows how to be measured." "

So most of the time, we respect him and are willing to show loyalty to him, and regard his hatred as our own. My own."

As the surrounding environment grew colder and the shadows solidified on the walls became more real, Klein gradually realized the final destination of this walk.

He added control over "Admiral Hell" and took advantage of the rare opportunity to interject and ask.

"So you deliberately leaked Mr. Azik's information to him because this time the Creator's interests conflicted with Him?"

Taylor, who was walking in the front, glanced back at the latter.

"Do you know who belongs to the 'Judge' Sequence One?"

He suddenly asked another question that seemed to have nothing to do with the topic, confusing Klein.

How do I know this? Sequence 1... This is the highest level secret wherever it is placed, let alone a path controlled by two royal families in the Northern Continent... Klein's eyes twitched slightly and he reluctantly answered.

"Augustus and Castile?"

"The last one is in the empire?"

Taylor was not too surprised by Klein's answer and nodded.

"The last one is in the empire."

"The 'Hand of Order' was originally hidden by the 'Night Emperor' in anticipation of his death using special means on the 'Ghost Empire', and was intended to be left to his son. He is the current Emperor."

"But everything has accidents, just like Emperor Solomon can fall twice."

When Solomon was mentioned, Taylor's tone rose a little for some reason.

"When the Lord chose to protect the Emperor and His Highness Ortina, His Highness Antigonus and His sister, Her Highness Fran Fregra, went deep into the 'Ghost Empire'. Except for the ship that was large enough A large ship comparable to the city, it also brought back the Sequence One characteristics hidden on it." "

Later, the Creator did not give the 'Hand of Order' to the emperor?"

Seeing that the end was getting closer and closer, the topic had developed to such a dangerous point, Ke Ryan no longer maintained false caution and respect, and while generously accepting the valuable extraordinary and historical knowledge, he raised his own doubts.

"How is that possible?" Tyler Franz curled his lips and said displeased, "The Lord is merciful and the father of all living beings who can empathize with the Lamb. What father would embezzle the property that his children deserve?"

This is hard to say. That's right...Klein wisely didn't say anything about his complaints and waited patiently for the next part.

"It's His Majesty the Emperor himself who has always used the excuse of not being prepared for promotion. He only did the most basic pre-performance and made preparations in other directions." "

He may be waiting for other opportunities, or he may be considering With the other 'Hands of Order' scattered across the northern continent, it is difficult to have a chance to go further. In short, he chose to stay in Sequence Two. Who knows his specific thoughts." In

fact, the emperor has not taken any further steps for a long time and is content with the status quo. It seems that there are other guesses within "War Red", more accurate guesses.

But the consciousness of keeping secrets is engraved on the soul of almost every "War Red". Without the permission of the supreme commander, Taylor would not reveal any of this to Klein.

For example... when Russell suddenly attacked the "Black Emperor", the emperor once made a fuss in the High Council. With an unprecedented tough attitude, he half threatened and half begged the Pope to persuade all parties to send troops to Intis. Obtain the "Black Emperor" from Russell's hand.

Without him, the uniqueness of the "Judge" may be problematic.

Of course, the specific problem is not a secret that Taylor can know at his level, but as a member of the "War Red", especially a member of the secret front, he knows very well what is behind his own empire and Fusac, ruled by the God of War. It's related.

The giant king's heir had an incomprehensible paranoia towards the father who had wooed them. With his enthusiasm, it seemed not impossible to exchange for a sealed object at equal value.

There has been no movement for so many years. The problem probably lies with Uniqueness.

A dark door that was almost integrated with the wall appeared at the end of the road. Taylor organized his thoughts and spoke slowly while using the blood and spirituality in his body to form a strange key.

"In short, as you thought, some of your teacher's thoughts about the future made the emperor doubt whether his throne could continue to be stable. He was no longer confident, so he easily fell into the trap and coaxed him to obey. We will start a war on the Star Plateau according to our wishes."

"This will not help him gain any further substantial benefits, but it will greatly help the image of His Majesty the Emperor and add points to the Lord's impression. ."

"Actually, he doesn't need to be so anxious. Don't the vampires still have many angels?" The key made of blood in Taylor's hand was inserted into the tightly sealed door, causing the shadows on it to boil, leaving an illusory cave two people wide, " Even if your teacher inherits the legacy of the 'God of Death', he will not be able to become as great a figure as the Pope in a short time." "

Besides, he will have several angels under his command who are in step with him, and the Eggers family will Do you support Him?"

After receiving the instruction, Taylor said to himself, helping Klein break down the confusing truth, and showed his most naked side to the highly valued new divine envoy.

The core area of the Islands Branch opened in front of the two people, and the three first-level sealed objects stored in the "Holy Cabinet" revealed their true appearance.

A shadow without a fixed outline is suspended in the inverted cross-shaped shrine. On both sides of it are an old and damaged doll, and a monster-like huge eyeball like a blood moon. The three form a stable triangle shape, which seems to correspond to The "Three Holy Temples" are images of herding souls and identities.

As for the mysterious runes and ritual patterns, they are all over the room, everywhere. The pulsating red light and flowing shadows together form the "blood vessels" that supply the operation of the huge base, providing doping at all times. The absolute power of divinity.

"In short, what I can share with you, and even what I know, are just superficial. You still need to dig out other details and motives yourself."

Taylor patted Klein's shoulder, and his excessive height made him stand tall. When you are next to Klein, you can easily look down at the top of his head.

"Is this the 'Holy Ark'?"

Klein, who has a high level of emotional intelligence, would not let the other party inquire about it even after he mentioned it, so he changed the subject obediently.

Tyler Franz was right. He was a soldier, and it was his bounden duty to obey orders. Naturally, he didn't need to think too much about the decision of the Creator he believed in. He only had to execute it.

But he is different. Not to mention that his faith is no different from a mirage. His relationship with Azik alone cannot make him give up the pursuit of the truth.

The war is promoted by the true Creator. Perhaps the most important reason is that only He and the "secret" hidden above the gray mist know... "

This is the 'Holy Ark', a facility that preserves important sealed artifacts."

Taylor said Hand introduced to Klein.

"The center is the sealed object corresponding to the 'Three-headed Cathedral'. I believe you can see it. The two sides are corresponding to the 'Puppet' and the 'Cunning Mage'. Except for the 'Three-headed Cathedral' which is the core of the branch's protection mechanism, it cannot be retrieved casually. , with your status, you can apply for the use of the remaining two items."

He walked towards the shrine, first worshiped, and then opened the decorative container that stored the other two sealed items.

"The shadow of the Lord's blessing surrounds them, which can prevent the spread of their negative influence, as well as the interference of divinity to demigods and below." "

Their names are 'Atoner' and 'Sufferer', UU Reading www .uukanshu.net Hey, that big-mouthed Planson must have told you about their origins. You may have guessed that the 'alien' on my left is the culprit who killed my fellow 'Cunning Mage'. The two of them Therefore, the names of the sealed objects left behind became a pair."

"The former retains most of the abilities such as the 'puppet' curse and spiritual transformation. If you are a demigod, you can even temporarily control the spiritual body thread. way to control it, its negative effects are to manipulate the user's emotions, subtly change your thoughts, turn you into its puppet, or it may secretly curse you and make you die unknowingly." "The latter

, Our Mr. "Cunning Mage" is the unlucky guy who has been cursed, and the source of the curse he suffered is very strange. Most angels can't do anything about him. So when you use it, in addition to getting the "Cunning Mage" in your spirit With the ability to control body threads and illusions, you will also get a rare pollution. If the time is short, the pollution can be eliminated. If it is longer, you will end up with the same end as him." "As for the

negative effects, in addition to Pollution, that is, it will try to control your spiritual body thread, nothing else."

Taylor pointed to a sealed artifact and asked Klein sincerely.

"If you had to make a choice right now, which one would you call up?"

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Chapter 61 The Blessing of Shadows

"If you had to make a choice right now, which one would you call?"

"Puppet" or "Cunning Mage", that's the question.

Both of them can maximize the cunning and cunning side of the "Puppet Master" without considering the curse.

It is true that "Maritime Masters" are not good at frontal combat. They are good at manipulating puppets and are more suitable to hide in the shadows, hook the threads of the spirit body, push the marionettes, and win the battle step by step through calculation and strategy.

Excluding the "Mutated Holy Emblem of the Sun" that had been damaged in Tingen, this was Klein's first time coming into contact with a high-level sealed object.

Well, the "mutated Holy Emblem of the Sun" is an exception. The divine blood of the Eternal Blazing Sun should correspond to the characteristics of sequence four of the "Sun" path. That is, the Holy Emblem of the Sun itself has at least a semi-god-level personality, but because of its production The strange ritual of the Holy Emblem, the Holy Emblem itself is not much different from ordinary third-level sealed objects under normal circumstances... Klein recalled the sealed objects that he had briefly mastered or used personally, combined with his own Analyze the situation.

If you choose a "puppet" and look at the appearance of the "Atoner" and Colonel Taylor's description, you can directly grasp the spiritual thread of this special sealed object, which is equivalent to having a temporary semi-god-level marionette...I" The magic potion of "Maritime Master" is also digested. At present, it may not be possible to control two marionettes while simultaneously controlling the threads of other spirit bodies. However, based on previous experience, it will not take too long to fully digest it. The only thing you need to pay attention to is There is only a curse.

The protection of gray mist can also be the blessing of angels and demigods. There is no good way to fight against the curse. The only way is to temporarily suppress it with a higher level...

Shifting his gaze, after analyzing the first sealed object, Klein paid attention He threw all his strength on the huge ball that looked like a red moon - the "victim", a "cunning mage".

Compared with the "Atoner", the "Sufferer" is not the initial carrier of pollution, but the victim and by-product of the curse. If its user is a prepared "Puppet Master", the negative effects will indeed be less than "Atoner", and the shortcomings that originally limited the range of the "Puppet Master"'s thread of controlling the spirit body will be filled at once...

Both are very good, and both require me to thoroughly digest the magic potion. Only then can he use it calmly... Klein breathed a sigh of relief and said calmly.

"Before it is completely digested, none of them are a burden to me."

Such an answer surprised Taylor. The age-old "Iron Knight" raised his eyebrows slightly, and instinctively raised the corners of his mouth in a sarcastic arc. His rationality came back from behind. He suppressed it in time.

"...You are right."

He almost forgot that the new envoy was not from the "War Red" and did not even have the experience of the "Aurora Society". His style was different from the ones he knew well.

In his view, whether the suppressed negative effects of a sealed object that has been properly handled and carefully studied will explode and affect the user can be said to be a matter of probability, rather than an absolutely unavoidable trap.

After understanding this, the so-called adaptability is important, but whether to use it or not has become a matter of pure courage.

Negative effects?

Which of the things related to Feifan has no negative effects?

Even the characteristics within the Extraordinary's body are dragging the Extraordinary's spirit all the time, trying to drag them into the abyss of loss of control and death?

Since the ending is doomed, why not be bolder in the time we have?

If they die, they will die. Unless the evil god takes away their souls, the shadow curtain under the seat of the Creator is their only destination.

They take pride in returning to the arms of their Creator.

"You should still remember that in the initial transfer order from this country, you are the real owner of the current Islands Branch, and you should also have a share of the key here."

As he spoke, Taylor's right index finger, which had a slight wound, had some spirituality attached to it. Draw a "key"-shaped symbol made of various abstract lines in the air.

"Is this a password?" Klein recognized this as the pattern Taylor originally drew on the door of the "Holy Ark."

"It's an opening command."

Taylor waved his hand and allowed Klein to memorize the shape of the "key" before turning around and facing the "Three Sacred Temples" standing in the center of the room.

He was serious and pious, and lowered his voice unconsciously.

"Use your blood and this 'key' to swear to the core of the 'Holy Ark' and show your identity. Only then will you gain access to the place and control of the archipelago branch's defense mechanism."

Swearing to the "Holy Ark"... Familiar words and unfamiliar vocabulary made Klein couldn't help but recall the speech hosted by "Sword of the Goddess" Crestel Sesima before he officially joined the "Nighthawks". The oath-taking ceremony of the sacred object itself of the "Church of the Night".

At that time, I seemed to feel the gaze... from the "Goddess of the Night"? Klein felt guilty.

He didn't know that the gaze was just a fleeting glance, or a long-lasting mark left on him by the queen who controlled the secrets; he didn't know whether the mark had been washed away by the power of the gray mist, or whether it still remained on him; he didn't know if it was a test. The normal routine for newcomers to the Nighthawks is still the temptation of the "Night Goddess" to strange souls from another world...

"Mystery" didn't stop it at first, so it's unlikely that there would be a big problem...

Under Taylor's eyes, Klein was operating at full capacity. The "Joker" had the ability to control facial expressions, and used the fangs of "Creep Hungry" to cut a small wound on the index finger of his right hand in a similar manner.

The bright red blood did not drip along with the drag of gravity. On the contrary, it continued to replenish and grow under the framework built by spirituality, and finally filled the key-shaped frame.

In the air, Klein held the disembodied "key" and pushed this special symbol forward, arriving in front of the shrine that held the "Three-Headed Temple".

As if sensing the signal predetermined under the preset program, the thick, deep, and irregularly flowing "thick ink" suddenly came to life.

It seemed like some kind of creature, and also like a shadow affected by light, casting a messy and disorderly outline in the stone shrine. The illusory shadow instantly wrapped the "key", which was about to collapse due to the influence of the demigod personality. Based on this, seven vague head outlines were allocated, which were vague and unreal.

In an instant, the shadows of the entire room converged towards the center. On the other two sealed objects connected to the shrine, two blurry faces appeared vaguely. The left one was ferocious and painful, the right one was peaceful and contented. The coquettish crimson color reflected the slowly awakening ancient will. If you avoid the edge for a while, you will lose its brilliance.

The sudden expansion of divinity temporarily deprived the only two living creatures in the room of their smooth thoughts. Even Taylor Franz, a demigod, fell into a state of collapse involving several extreme emotions. He lowered his body and lowered his arms. His face was covered with his hands, making no effort to hide the fact that he was crying bitterly.

On the other hand, Klein, who was just a mortal, didn't have a strong reaction. He was just like a sculpture, and his dark brown eyes had lost their sparkle.

The dark, filthy, and depraved atmosphere came quietly, bringing short-term negativity. In the midst of it, the chaotic consciousness rarely found a relatively sober moment, and quickly restored its original characteristics.

All the "evil" side suddenly became quiet, the restless shadow curtain and the flesh and blood that were about to cross the barrier between illusion and reality also faded away. All the deep blackness stagnated on a lower plane at the same time, connected to each other, and there was no wave in the ancient well, as if somewhere Wang only exists in a corner of the ocean of fantasy.

The seven heads, which had the same origin but were slightly different from each other, were trembling, and the pulsating blood red among them actually showed some kind of personified injustice.

The Lord of the Shadow Curtain quietly admired his divine envoy, and the crack that served as his mouth was still trembling, as if he wanted to say something.

But in the end, He didn't say anything. He just followed the routine and the head of the centermost person swallowed the "key" containing the blood of Klein Moretti, confirming Klein's identity.

Immediately afterwards, just like the previous management processes, the True Creator withdrew his energy here. The "Three-Headed Temple" lost the support at the top of the path and was no longer able to maintain the image of the shadow curtain. The depth covering the entire temple collapsed instantly. Everything is restored to its original state.

"... Praise you, the loving father of all living beings, the omniscient and omnipotent God." "

You are the beginning of all greatness, you are the creator of the golden age."

"You are the light of hope, you are the starting fire."

" Great God of Gods, ruler of the vast star realm, your loyal servant, brave warrior, praise your kindness and solemnity." The

mutation was over, but Taylor Franz was still praying.

He no longer looked like he was out of control emotionally, and his piety had not disappeared, but became more determined.

After regaining consciousness, Klein moved his slightly stiff body. While he felt the flesh and blood all over his body becoming more excited and stronger, he also discovered another surprise in his spirit body.

It seemed like a seed that had become one with his spirit, exerting a steady stream of positive influence on him from an invisible level.

Sure enough, the True Creator took this opportunity to do something...

This was within Klein's expectation, and he was not afraid of the expected success.

After joining the "Aurora Society" for so long, the True Creator has only now tried to directly influence it, which in his opinion is not very understandable.

If the True Creator had any ideas, he could have ordered his divine envoys or angels to help him implement them, so as not to drag Klein completely aboard his ship.

But isn't Colonel Taylor's prayer of praise different from the one that Silver City has always kept?

When Klein first obtained the holy book left by the so-called Creator from the "Sun", he discovered that the prayers popular in the Aurora Society and the Silver City in the later period also pointed to the Creator of the Glory Era instead of the current true Creator, which was the same as the original prayers of the Glory Era. The popular paragraphs have several differences.

In the third age, the honorable name of the Creator is still:

"The Lord who created everything, the omniscient and omnipotent God;"

"You are the source of all greatness, you are the beginning and the end;"

"You are the God of gods, you are the vast star. The ruler of the world."

But now, it has become the version that Colonel Taylor said.

From focusing on praising God's authority and absolute strength to praising His kindness and silent bearing after His fall into the true Creator?

There may be memories of the past, but Klein instinctively felt that that was not the most important part of the honorary name.

"As far as I know, this is not the most common honorific name in the empire?"

Klein did not hide all the questions in his heart, but tried to probe Colonel Taylor's attitude in a softer way.

The colonel, who had just experienced an emotional outburst, made an inverted cross on his chest, opened his face still filled with tears, and expressed half sigh and half joy.

"After all, the Lord has not yet taken back all the authority, and He dislikes the all-knowing and omnipotent side of all the praises given by believers."

At the High Mass in the past year, the "Angel of Destiny" - Pope Ouroboros said it personally The Lord has spoken thus to the high officials of the church and empire.

"Our Lord created everything, the world came into existence because of Him, and all living beings came into existence because of Him. Don't think that the 'Father of All Living Beings' is just to accommodate the blood clan's beliefs and impose it. Our Lord has been the father of all living beings from the moment he came to the earth. This is unnecessary. Doubtful fact."

"Believers often call Him the 'Lord of the Shadow Curtain', which is a sign of praise and gratitude to the Lord for taking the initiative to bear the sins of the world. These words of praise on paper all point to Him. No matter whether the words are gorgeous or not, they are not enough. Comparable to His greatness, it doesn't matter which honorable name you choose, only piety is valuable."

Piety… Klein nodded slightly, expressing his approval and satisfaction with the answer.

"Is this the end?"

Taylor Franz followed Klein's gaze and looked at the "Three Songs Temple" in the shrine.

"This is the core of the branch. As long as you get the approval of the Lord and leave your mark in the shrine, you have the same authority as me."

After explaining this, he saluted again, Taylor Franz Then he turned around and led Klein back just as he had come.

The illusory doorway in the solid wall opened and closed, and after walking out of the "holy cabinet", Taylor slowed down slightly, stood still for a moment, glanced at the "Hell Admiral" who had been following Klein, and spoke.

"Ludwell is very famous, you need to disguise him."

"Your teacher should have left you some sealed items collected by Ludwell, right?"

"UU Reading www.uukanshu.net Logistics can help you arrange a route The equipment on Deville is to avoid unnecessary influence."

As he spoke, Taylor suddenly frowned, looked at it more carefully for a moment, and couldn't help but be surprised.

"Where are his weapons?"

"It's necessary to combine with Edwina Edwards." Klein didn't want to explain too much and cause embarrassment, so he coughed lightly.

The suggestion of pretending to be Ludwell coincided with him. He had indeed been troubled by the obvious features of Ludwell before, but now Colonel Taylor took the initiative to propose that except for the unexpected embarrassing harassment, the conversation must continue.

Under Klein's manipulation, Ludwell, who had remained silent, finally made extra moves.

He took off the silver mask on his face, revealing part of his true face.

A pale light illuminated the passage. Taylor looked at the mask with obvious features unaffected, and his amber eyes narrowed slightly.