I Created an Ancient Salvation Organization

When Jeffrey and others were still a little surprised, on the other hand, Albert was recalled to the family.

Loire Valley.

Among the largest tourist attractions in Gaul, there are scattered many large-scale manors, which were built by old-fashioned aristocrats.

And in one of the simple old-fashioned manors, in the not spacious living room, Albert sat upright by the decorative fireplace that had been deactivated, stepping on the soft and delicate carpet under his feet.

Opposite him, the seventy-year-old grandfather put a blanket on his lap, picked up the fragrant black tea, took a sip, and put it on the table again.

Then, the old man took a simple-looking book on the table, put it on his lap and opened it, but he didn't look at it, but looked at Albert, smiled peacefully, and the deep wrinkles on his face became more obvious:

"It's good that you're finally not running around outside, but getting a serious job. What about official work in Gaul?"

"Although it was a little uncomfortable at first, everything is going well now." Albert smiled a little awkwardly and responded.

The old man nodded: "Very good."

After a moment of silence, he said again: "There may be some rumors recently, you don't need to pay attention to it. Although our Du Bois family is no longer as brilliant as it used to be, we have not lost our foundation."

Albert's heart froze.

After the five countries of the Blue Star met to share information, the understanding of the ancient extraordinary organization behind the scenes, the Holy Shield, became more and more perfect.

According to the book "Knight of Light", it is not difficult to trace the descendants of Matthew, that is, the current Dubois family.

At the beginning, he led an expedition to Mount Romet in Italy, looking for the remains of the Holy Shield. Fortunately, he later applied for organizational help to cover up the relevant information and erase this hidden danger.

But even if he has no problems himself, the family can't run away.

After all, the intelligence departments of various countries are not stupid. According to the existing information, it is almost certain that his ancestor Matthew was a member of the Holy Shield more than 1,200 years ago.

In this regard, if countries have no ideas, it is almost impossible.

However, after secretly assisting the investigation, the intelligence agencies of various countries found that the people of the 157 Du Bois family never showed any strangeness. You will die in an accident, you will die in old age, and you will die if you are seriously ill.

A person, keeping a secret for a lifetime, may be able to do it.

But there are so many generations, and there are not a few people in each generation. Whether it is a good person or a bad drug addict, from life to death, they have not said the slightest word about holy shield and extraordinary.

It is almost impossible to maintain such a degree of secrecy.

Therefore, some people believe that Matthew's descendants are really ignorant and should abandon this costly investigation.

But others felt that they should dig deeper and take action, which of course caught the attention of the Dubois family.

Albert knew these things very well in his heart, but at this moment, facing the old man who had experienced many storms in his life, he really wasn't sure what it meant.

After a moment of silence, he calmly responded, "I understand, Grandpa."

At this moment, the phone in the trouser pocket vibrated.

"That's good." The old man smiled again: "You also have official duties now, so I won't waste your time as an old man, go get busy."

"Then I'll go first, take care, grandpa."

Albert got up and just took a few steps—

"and many more."

Hearing this, Albert turned around and saw that the old man's hand on the page seemed to be pulling something, and he was hesitating between tightness and elasticity.

"Anything else?" he asked.

The old man didn't answer, he just said with some emotion: "This world..."

Albert looked calm.

The Du Bois family is not small, and definitely belongs to the upper class of Gaul. It is normal for the old man to know what happened to Blue Star and to work in the special research department.

But the old man stopped abruptly before he finished speaking. Under some dry and drooping eyelids, slightly cloudy eyes stared straight at him, seemingly normal and solemnly erratic:

"Little Albert, do your job."

Albert's eyes flickered imperceptibly. In the quiet living room, the vibrating sound of the mobile phone was exceptionally clear, like some kind of urging.

After a while, Albert met the old man's gaze and smiled calmly and normally: "Of course, Grandpa, this is my job."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left.

Stepping out of the living room, he turned around and closed the door. Through the gradually closing gap, he saw the old man sitting on the chair, still maintaining the staring gaze.

"Squeak... bang."

With a slight noise, the two wooden doors were completely closed, and the living room became a little dim.

The wrinkles on the old man's face moved, he closed the book he didn't look at, pulled out his right hand, and let something get stuck in it.

In the twilight of the window, the cover of the ancient book reflected a luster of oily leather, and the author's signature was clearly visible: Tiberius de Dubois.

Tiberius, the true Roman name, is also the name of... Matthew's son.

...

After taking a few steps outside the gate, Albert quickly took out his mobile phone to connect, and when he heard the content, his face became solemn.

"I understand, come over now."

...

Gaul, Ambletes.

This is a small coastal city located in the northern part of Gaul, across the Strait of Dover, facing the British Isle from afar, and the distance between the island and the land is less than 50 kilometers.

As for the sea of ​​fog, which is about 70 kilometers long and moves in a straight line in the southwest direction, its tail has just left the west side of the Greater Renton area, and its head has already reached the sea surface.

Numerous black SUVs lined up to drive into this peaceful small coastal city and stopped in front of the local official building.

Immediately afterwards, Albert sank first, followed by several burly black suits, who followed him into the building.

At this time, people were already coming and going inside, everyone was holding a folder, and they were in a hurry. A silent anxiety permeated every corner of the air.

As soon as Albert pushed open the door of the conference room, he saw Ambroise pushing the chair behind him, stood up, and said angrily to everyone at the conference table:

"I asked you to come up with a plan, but you told me that this is not good, that is not good, you can only passively let this damn fog pass through? What does the country support us for?"

As soon as the call fell, everyone was silent.

Due to his outstanding performance, Ambroise has replaced his former boss and became the Minister of the Department of Special Studies in Gaul.

Albert knocked on the open door.

Ambroise turned his head and found that he was his capable general. He was slightly dissatisfied and said, "Go to your place."

As soon as Albert took his seat, he saw a middle-aged colleague say: "Minister, according to the news that just came from Britain, this strange cloud hides otherworldly monsters and has been dealt with by the people of the Holy Shield organization."

Hearing this, Albert's eyes narrowed slightly.

On his way here, he had already asked his comrades in the Europa branch, and learned that a powerful monster in the shape of a demon had appeared in London. In just a few minutes of exchange of fire, half of the British Army armored regiment suffered heavy casualties and an entire town was destroyed. for flat ground.

The monster was not destroyed until Louise rushed over.

He thought about it, and the man's narration continued:

"Although the cloud itself is strange, it will not directly cause harm to people. It will only block conventional communications, and have a certain chance of interfering with transmission lines and electronic instruments, which will indirectly affect human society."

"The situation in London will be so serious. The fundamental reason is not alien monsters and clouds, but its own city is too big, and there are many social problems that have not been cleaned up."

"But according to the current movement trend of the cloud, it will only pass around the border between our country and Belgium, and it will not affect important cities and will not cause much impact."

"And if a nuclear bomb is used to try to disperse the clouds, even if the radiation can dissipate in a day or two, the yield is too small to disperse, and the power is too great, and the surrounding countries will suffer serious losses."

Hearing the words, Ambroise, who had already turned his back, turned around abruptly, stared at the speaker, and said in disbelief:

"Won't it have much impact?"

"If this trajectory is not hindered by mountains, it will travel unimpeded all the way through the entire Europa, across the Mediterranean Sea, land on the Arabian Peninsula, and go to sea in Yemen."

"This is not bad. Once it is blocked by the mountains and stagnant in a certain area, it is equivalent to turning an area of ​​more than 3,500 square kilometers into a desert of modern technology."

"Whichever it is, do you know what the consequences will be if you lose electricity and modern communications? Let alone the huge economic losses, how many people will die?"

The man didn't dare to make a sound before.

Albert checked the minutes of the meeting, and the Gaul Meteorological Bureau had also discovered the unusual weather in the St. George Strait early this morning and made a report.

However, it was not until two hours ago that the intelligence personnel in Renton sent the news back, and the British officials also gave corresponding information, and the Gaul officials were surprised that the matter was serious, and there was an emergency return to his post.

And until now, the clouds and fog have touched the strait, and the meeting has not given an exact plan.

The most fundamental reason is that in the face of such a situation with the current technology of mankind, there is really no other active means other than nuclear bombs.

But Albert is actually pessimistic about the plan of "nuclear bombs to disperse clouds and fog".

Because as a member of the Holy Shield, he is very clear that this strange cloud is essentially the work of some powerful otherworldly extraordinary creature.

At present, the feasible plan is to mobilize the passing areas to take corresponding measures and transfer the patients to other cities to avoid the tragedy caused by power failure and electronic equipment failure.

But Albert can understand the reason why Ambroise is not so easy to keep his voice down.

The involvement is too great, and the member states of the European Community have already held a summit video conference, and it has not ended yet. All parties have been wrangling, and they are unwilling to suffer losses, and directly hold the country of Gaul.

Albert could almost imagine that not only the small countries on the trajectory of clouds and mist, but also the entire Europa Community would be anxious like ants on a hot pan.

Because no one can guarantee that the cloud and fog will always remain "beautifully" and remain the same, and no other changes will occur.

But in any case, the situation cannot be delayed any longer!

Because according to the previous speed, it won't be long before the strange cloud and mist will cross the strait and log in to the Europa continent, and it will be too late to do anything at that time.

Looking at the silent conference room, Albert stood up directly: "Minister, I have an idea."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone looked over.

"You said." Ambroise said quickly.

"1. Do a good job in the back-up. In the name of abnormal weather, mobilize the personnel in the corresponding areas to prepare; 2. Send planes to cooperate with meteorological satellites to monitor the movement of clouds and fog in real time; 3..."

Albert paused.

He is very clear that the organization will never ignore such an extraordinary event involved, and it has even been taking action for a long time.

Even if Louise is one step behind, there is still a powerful ancient extraordinary person like the president, which makes Yuming, the former demigod of the otherworld, and the current basalt beast, just mentioned in awe of the inexplicable existence.

So, he looked around the crowd and solemnly said word by word, "Contact them."

them? who are they?

Ambroise's eyes pressed together.

Of course they are the mysterious ancient extraordinary organization—

Holy Shield!

…….