Chapter 202 Preparation

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After a brief conversation, the door of the monastery closed, and Leomaster and the pilgrims who may still be alive returned to their penances and "tests."

A saint is also crucial in the current situation. I don't know when Aurora will get their news. Do we have to wait until all this is over?

Agaritu took one last look at the black monastery, which almost blended into the gray sky, and quickly walked around to the left with a lantern.

Anderson, who had recovered some strength and received medication and bandages, hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and followed.

He has to leave here. He can save his life by staying, but he will inevitably become a true fanatical believer of the Creator who only knows how to pray and praise. The only possibility to leave here now is to follow the "King of the Immortal".

"He reacted when he heard that I was a member of the Iron-Blooded Cross... His conversation with the saint of the Aurora Society was also normal. Although he was unfamiliar, there was no hostility." Anderson made a bold guess and made a desperate move. "Perhaps, he doesn't Would you mind if there was one more person on board the "Suite"..."

"But if this happens, how will I escape in the future?"

The two kept a close distance, silently bypassing the black monastery, and walked all the way to the east.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, when taking the next step, Agaritu's movements suddenly stopped, and the foot hung in the air, and he slowly retracted it.

The lightning stopped, and ahead was a black fog that was no different from the surroundings.

He raised the lamp high and threw it forward with force.

The oil lamp was released, and darkness rushed from all directions. Anderson subconsciously took a step forward, and saw the oil lamp draw a parabola, illuminating the things in front of them.

This is a surging black fog that cannot be seen to the end!

As undulating as the sea water, silver thunder and lightning and flames flashed from time to time in the boundless black fog, but these were so weak that they were almost negligible and could only be seen when illuminated by lights.

It is very similar to the burning sea in the previous mural.

The lamp was instantly swallowed up by the black mist. Even if I listened carefully, there was no sound of falling to the ground or even the sound of wind.

"There should be sea water... or land below here." Agaritu thought silently, "This is the 'cliff' in the dream world."

Is there the Eastern Continent behind this?

It's very close, but it's impossible to get there, even with the "Send of Death".

If nothing else, such black fog should have covered the entire Eastern Continent coastline, at least most of it. There is no way to get in without special methods, and you can't even get close.

That key is the best option.

If you really enter this black fog, what will definitely happen is that you will disappear from the world, and then you will be left to the fate of the night.

The best possibility is to appear in a hidden town and have afternoon tea with Zaratul, but as a demigod, he might be hung on the roof without being able to see Zaratul. The worst possibility is to directly appear in the sealing room of a certain night church, be arrested and imprisoned, and cash out the bounty in one go, which will boost the church's early-year performance. Or, when you open your eyes, there is an angel of the night smiling at you across the way.

Although the current self is indeed a carrier of extraordinary characteristics and high-level spirituality that cannot die, there is no need to waste this identity.

"Write down this route. He may use it in the future..."

After completing the file transfer, he was ready to return the same way. There was no point in staying here. He went directly back to the "Suicide", left, and then followed his orders to go in other directions to find out if there were any gaps or holes in the black mist. gap.

Anderson stood behind and stretched his neck to look at the black sea of ​​fog for a while. He felt surprised, but he didn't intend to think about it in detail.

From the current position, you can still see the faint light of the fire in the monastery window, but it is not completely dark. On this island, strictly speaking, the only safe place is the building where the monastery is located. The darkness in other places more or less hides dangers.

He took out a fire crow, surrounded him, and quickly followed Agaritu who turned back.

"Are you planning to return?"

"Would you mind if there was an extra deck-scrubber on board the venerable HMS Death?"

He limited himself to the status of a "handyman" to prevent the captain from suddenly turning around and killing people to gain characteristics.

Agaritu didn't answer. Suddenly, his foot stepped on nothing and he leaned directly over.

But he reacted very quickly, twisting his body in the blink of an eye, lowering his center of gravity, and regaining his balance. After standing firm, he was very surprised to find that there was an inconspicuous crack under his feet. He had stepped into the crack and almost fell down.

A demigod almost fell down because he lost his footing?

This is impossible!

Unless there is the influence of extraordinary power...

There is only the Black Saint on this island. When had I been affected by extraordinary power?

At this moment, there was a sudden muffled sound behind him, followed by the sound of someone falling to the ground.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at Anderson, only to see that Anderson had knocked down a broken pillar, sat down on the ground, and was slowly getting up.

"What bad luck." Anderson smiled, "It was too dark and I didn't pay attention to my steps."

"..." Agaritu stared at Anderson unblinkingly, and after making the other party fearful, he suddenly spoke.

"I give you permission to come on board."

The inexplicable changes involved the ancient sun god and his angels. Agaritu suddenly felt a little wary and uneasy, wondering whether there might be an Adam somewhere on the "Sailboat" who quietly followed the entire journey.

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In the early morning, Klein went to Charity Hospital to continue his volunteer activities and look for possible acting opportunities in the hospital. In addition, he would not mind giving some care to patients who do not have family members to care for them.

Due to his previous lack of consideration, he carelessly used the face of "Gehrman Sparrow" to volunteer, which frightened the staff, so he specially designed a new identity "Sinbad Volant" for this purpose.

We are still some distance away from Charity Hospital. Klein was just about to go to a roadside shop for breakfast when suddenly his spiritual intuition moved and he looked at a corner on the roadside.

He saw a woman wearing an off-white shirt and a long brown skirt standing sideways in the corner, talking to a person opposite.

Klein used his "Faceless Man" ability to analyze and found that their body language showed impatience and confusion, as if they had encountered some trouble, causing the atmosphere between the two to be tense or even intense.

This woman's skirt has an obvious Intis style, with a ruffled half-length skirt and a wide-sleeved shirt with a bow ribbon, which reminds Klein of the skirts of the ladies on the destroyed "Black Death" Pack. Opposite her seemed to be a very tall man, but as he spoke, Klein always felt that the man's tone and movements were very restrained, and could even be said to be a little fearful.

This phenomenon made him a little curious. After thinking about it, he quietly turned on his spiritual vision for a second and his eyes suddenly widened.

This woman has a bright and restrained spiritual brilliance, showing golden light like the sun, and judging from the stability of the spiritual brilliance, she is a mid-level extraordinary person with a good mental state!

There was a pause in the lady's words for a moment, as she seemed to notice a flash of prying eyes.

But she did not turn around to observe, and at this time Klein also entered the store to buy food.

There is no doubt that that is the characteristic of the "Sun" path! Derrick's astral body on the gray mist also has this kind of light, but it is much dimmer than this lady... A strong man from the "sun" path from Intis? Are you a member of the Eternal Sun Church?

It is also possible that they are wild Beyonders who came to other countries, but Intis is unlikely, just like there are almost no mid-to-high-sequence wild Beyonders in the two paths of "Sailor" and "Sleepless One" in Loen... …

Klein thought about it for a while, but he didn't take it to heart. By the time he came out after buying the pies, the lady and the man who was talking to her had already left.

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"There is a suspicion that there is a curse on Ourolius's mural?"

"Is it fatal? If it's not fatal for the time being, don't worry about it. You can pay attention to that hunter and see what my dear ally wants to do to his followers through Ourolius."

"I've found a way. Yes, yes. If the matter with Ourolius continues to be delayed, and I encounter danger in the process, I will go to the Land Abandoned by the Gods through this road. You have done a good job. ,keep it up."

"Me...well, I had a great vacation recently, and I really want to keep it like this."

After saying this, Edward Vaughan ended the communication.

"From my memory, I found the money and livestock that the Black Saint carried when he left, and then made guesses. In the process, I influenced the crew members, exerted pressure, created chaos, and prevented them from making correct judgments... do It’s very good, it’s worthy of being a part of me.”

The surrounding furniture and furnishings have been swept neatly, and the sunlight shines in through the half-closed curtains, making it look peaceful and peaceful.

Then, there was a loud explosion, which made the windows rattle and the level of coffee on the table shook violently from side to side.

Edward reached out and picked up the coffee cup, feeling the violent shaking gradually subside after more than ten seconds.

He was admiring the thick smoke rising outside the window, feeling very comfortable.

Including the city where he lives, the four surrounding cities have fallen into chaos.

The new governor has arrived, but except for a few school officials, all his subordinates have become the body parts of "faceless dolls". The little wooden man is now more and more vivid. Although controlling human beings cannot increase wisdom, it can control so many people. After playing with multiple people, various skills can be obtained from their memories, as well as experience in dealing with almost all situations, which makes the "faceless doll" more skillful in its performance and control.

Through this, the "faceless doll" provoked people in Aldera who were hostile to the Spiritual Order and the Restoration Society.

The situation that Ruen imagined that the new governor would arrive to check and balance Shia Eggers did not appear. At the same time, the situation that Shia Eggers expected that the governor would make a decision-making mistake did not happen either. The qualification to influence the situation fell to the person hiding himself. A faceless doll" and in Edward's hands.

The little wooden man used his status as an officer and the large number of dolls in his hands to call on people who were hostile to the local forces in the Southern Continent to resist and refuse to compromise. The people of the Northern Continent, who had cowered under the shadow of Shia Eggers' occupation for a long time, immediately made a decision. responded.

The new governor and Loen are looking forward to reaching a balance, pushing this good man with both political integrity and talent out, and giving him a chance to "retreat from the Spiritual Religion" or "die to the assassination of the new governor by the Spiritual Religion".

But now, the city of Aldera is in chaos.

The people of the Northern Continent are spontaneously resisting and signing a treaty with the Spiritual Religion. The Spiritual Religion is condemning the exacerbation of conflicts in the Northern Continent. The new governor wants to force peace talks to end the dispute, but he is frustrated by endless petitions, demonstrations, shootings and colonial disputes. Worried.

The intensification of the conflict caused many residents to leave Aldera and migrate to other nearby cities. They spread word of the war, causing ripples of greater chaos.

The city where Edward lives is still a long way away from Aldera, but since three days ago, escapees have been coming here.

Speculative businessmen, panicked residents, and people who had become refugees from disputes in other cities and wandered here. They brought all kinds of rumors and chaos, which in a short period of time disrupted the order of the city. A huge impact, causing it to fall into a haze.

"What time is it already? Why don't you come and make a deal with me? Shia Eggers can't bear it!"

Edward looked at his watch and joked to himself in a good mood.

"I was right to prepare for a rainy day. I raised the price of grain in advance, which triggered a rush that night. Now the grain merchants want to take advantage of the opportunity to make a profit. Let me see when it is better to let them go bankrupt."

"Forget it, leave this matter to North himself. After all, they are the ones who will take over after bankruptcy."

"If I favor them like this and they don't become a first-class food company before the war, then there is no need for them to exist."

After spending leisurely noon, Edward put on his coat and went downstairs, planning to go for a walk outside.

He walked to the hall and saw the hostess of the hotel walking around and busy packing things. There were many sundries and bed sheets and bedding piled up in the hall.

Seeing the guests, the hostess quickly let go of the cart and showed an apologetic smile to Edward:

"Sorry, Mr. Vaughn, we will be temporarily closed this month..."

Edward was not surprised: "You guys are planning to go back to the Northern Continent? This is a good idea. I don't know when this place will be even more chaotic."

"Let me know when you are ready to close down business, and I will settle all the payments."

The hostess breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay."

Relying on their husband's connections, they bought two one-way tickets to Lunen. Children under ten years old were free of charge. For these two tickets, they spent more than half of their family property.

Edward's room fee is also a considerable amount of money, which can make up for their current financial hole.

He asked curiously: "Have you bought the ferry ticket? Now the ticket for the return trip has increased tenfold, almost to one thousand pounds."

The hostess hesitated for a moment, then smiled cautiously: "I just have the opportunity, I don't know if I can buy it yet."

"Are you hungry? Please wait a moment. There is still some food in the kitchen. I will cook for you." The hostess smiled while wiping her hands on a clean towel and holding the grocery cart in her hand. Pushing aside, "What do you want to eat today?"

Edward thought for a moment and asked casually: "What is the current price of rice noodles?"

The hostess's face darkened and her smile became a little forced: "The price this morning was 12 pence."

This is the price of one kilogram.

The scope of the Food Act does not extend here. The economy of the Southern Continent is affected by local foreign industries, and the West Balam Company regulates it as it pleases, and prices are quite free.

It's so free now that it's a little scary.

"Then let's have grilled fish." Edward said nonchalantly, "I like the taste of your grilled fish very much, please put more chili. I bought some pasta when I went out in the morning, so I can take the child to eat with me."

The hostess sincerely thanked the guest for his understanding: "Thank you, she is still in the room, I will call her later."

She turned to leave, but soon stopped and turned her head hesitantly:

"Mr. Vaughan, aren't you going back to China?"

"If you need help, you may still be able to buy a ticket..."

The hostess thought about how much effort her husband had put into getting the tickets for the two of them, and that she might not have the chance to get another one, so she said this with some hesitation, but her concern for the guests still prevailed.

"Returning to China will have to wait until I finish the things in my hands," Edward said, "but I will leave this city soon."

"It's okay to leave, the city to the west should be safer..." The hostess relaxed a little and ran towards the kitchen in small steps.

The safety is quite safe, but I heard that the Rose School is taking advantage of the struggle between the Spiritual Religion Group and the Northern Continent to arrest people, and many people have already come to the east. Edward was thinking about catching one and seeing if he could follow those sacrifices and sneak into the Rose School.

Edward looked at her retreating back and touched his chin thoughtfully.

"You want to help others but you don't have the ability, so you have to say a few words to comfort yourself."

After saying that, He smiled softly: "I have done well during this period. I am very satisfied here. If they show more kindness or give me something substantial, it is not impossible to let them go back alive." ."

He sat down on his old spot on the sofa in the hall. Suddenly, the air around him suddenly became cold and heavy.

A gust of cold wind stopped here, and a middle-aged man with white temples appeared next to Edward. He bent down deeply and sat down on another single sofa next to him.

"Good afternoon, Your Highness."

Mirela tilted her head in greeting, and then said straight to the point: "I have brought Her Majesty the Queen's oral message."

"Her Majesty the Queen hopes to take action within this month without further delay to detonate the center of the conflict, Aldera City."

TBC

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good afternoon. Driving is so tiring.