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Chapter 1323 1321. Leniency to those who confess, severity to those who resist!

All members of the Twilight Organization have a special status of "Twilight Servant", which gives them the ability to be untraceable.

Whether it is through prophecy spells, or through tracing the breath of chaos, or even the "Eye of the Overlord" monitoring program unlocked by Murphy in "Gramor Island and the Black Holy Grail", they cannot capture these in the first place. Traces of a guy's activities in the material world.

This fully proves that Dusk, an extreme cultist organization, has a very smart brain circuit.

Perhaps when Chief Monk Steiner decided to form such an organization a hundred years ago, he had already confirmed the absolute truth that "there is output only if you are alive". He shared the blessing of original sin with such a scientific but practical way. Because of the members they recruited, their leaders rarely received reinforcements from the power of Chaos, and only protected them from being blocked by the heroes of Order when they did bad things.

Another dark humor is that although the major bosses in Twilight have their own "reasons for the destruction of the world", the powers they use are basically obtained by their own practice. It is rare to see Dagon directly extracting power from subspace. strength situation.

This also shows from the side that even the cultists who believe in annihilationism are very aware of the harm of being too contaminated with the filth of chaos.

To this day, Murphy's struggle with Dusk has entered its final moments. Important branch factions such as the Lord of the Hunt, the Source, the King of Wraiths Mamluk, his grandson, Dagon, etc. have all been uprooted one by one by the God of Creation. , coupled with the all-weather deterrence of God's scepter, forced the once strong Dusk into an embarrassing situation where it could only lurk in deeper shadows.

However, no matter how strict the external protection is, there will always be problems, especially when members of the organization have made up their minds to betray and jump back, no matter how brilliant the blessings are, they can't protect the secrets from being leaked.

At this moment, in the secret room of the Blood Vulture Corridor in the Scarlet Castle, Countess Margaret, codenamed "Sister", is undergoing an interrogation without torture. The Blood Vulture Archduke and the Scarlet Consul are in charge of it personally. Outside the door The Grand Duke's personal guards led by Bonnie were on duty to protect them, ensuring that no one else would know about tonight's conversation.

Margaret's expression was quite painful at this time.

There were many scars on her cheeks, neck and wrists, but they were not torture but were caused by herself when she was being purified in the suppression device. The memory of the countess still stayed in the moment when she prayed to Murphy. At that time, she noticed Until he was gradually engulfed by the power of chaos emerging from his body, and then lost his memory.

Murphy saves her.

This seems to be different from the cruel style of the Chosen God of Creation towards all Chaos believers, but considering Margaret's special status and special situation, it is worth being cautious.

Murphy had been in contact with the countess before, especially during the time in the Songhai Empire. He even had several meals with the red-haired sports car, and he didn't even notice her even though they were so close. Abnormal, indicating that the countess is indeed "clean".

She is not a Chaos Power user.

"Thanks."

Margaret slumped on the chair. She could still recall the pain of her previous near-death moments. She could feel the malice of chaos swallowing her body when she closed her eyes.

It was like being swallowed from the legs up by a slimy python.

The body's perception has been lost, and her mind has become dull as a result. It is as if another world is unfolding in front of her eyes, causing her perception of the material world to be distorted and changed. The decorations that should be the vampire's secret room around her appear distorted and filthy in front of her eyes. In such a state, there were even illusory eyes and sharp teeth in the halo of the bright gas lamps.

This is probably the world in the eyes of people swallowed by Chaos. It's no wonder that those cultists all have such a serious desire for self-destruction and destruction. It's no wonder they're not crazy looking at such lost things all day long.

"If you are worried about the remnants of chaos, I will tell you, don't be afraid."

Tris sensed that the Countess's mind was on the verge of collapse, and she said:

"The swallowing of chaos caused by breaking the oath of keeping secrets in your body has been cleaned up by little Murphy. The various anomalies at this time are just the sequelae of chaos pollution. They will weaken over time, but some of them The side effects will stay with you for life.

I consider this a necessary punishment, a warning to all who are able to stay away from Chaos.

But I'm curious, how do you maintain this 'purity' as the leader of Twilight? Judging from your reaction at this time, I can confirm that you have not been contaminated with even a trace of chaos power before. "

"It's because of the mentor's protection."

Margaret explained in a weak tone with a knowing attitude:

"My mentor, Master Mairedin, has been protecting me secretly. This protection is not only due to his duty as a mentor, but also because of his guilt. He has been feeling guilty for putting me who should have stayed out of the matter. Get involved in this crazy situation.

I.

I know it sounds hypocritical of me to say this, but for a long time, I didn’t really have a choice.”

The Countess seemed to be recalling the sad events of the past. She couldn't help but cover her eyes with her hands. She no longer pretended to be in this vulnerable moment of being traumatized. Under Tris's prying eyes, she showed her truest attitude. The mute voice said:

“I was only nineteen when all that happened.

At that time, I was just a silly girl immersed in psychic knowledge. I was powerless to resist the choice of mentor.

He didn't want me to get too involved in such a thing, so he kept me in charge of the logistics at dusk until we unexpectedly resurrected the crazy old Bach in the greenhouse of life. I was sent to collect intelligence across the continent. , slave owners and countesses joined in one after another, I became even more marginalized.

Around the year 1075, after realizing that the military reforms of the Sealand Kingdom might trigger drastic changes on the continent, my mentor sent me to the Sachs region to completely stay away from the core of Dusk.

There I used the pseudonym ‘Margaret’ and found the story of the Lorraine family in the pile of old papers. That family was related to the royal family of Zealand, which made it easier for me to participate in the politics of the Zealand people.

Then I met young Louis.

At first, they did approach with a purpose, but soon the old king was assassinated by the Isa people. Louis was forced to raise an army for revenge and defeated the seemingly invincible Isa Kingdom in the wind and clouds. Everything happened naturally after that.

I have lived on this land for too long, as if I was born and raised here, as if I am really just Margaret, and the short but complicated life of being Aurora is just a midsummer night. What a terrible, ridiculous dream!

Especially after the birth of my daughter, Your Excellency.

Every day as I watch her grow up, I realize what a stupid decision I made in the past. If I could go back to the night when I was nineteen years old and witnessed my mentor being bewitched in the Holy Blood Land, I would definitely rush Go up and give him a slap to wake him up.

But I can't go back!

I can only do my best to keep my secret, prevent my husband from noticing my abnormality, protect my daughter in my arms, prevent her from seeing the ugliest side of the world, and I don’t want her to Knowing that her mother was one of the ugliest things.

I swear!

I really wasn't involved in the Ring Tower's astral tearing of Cadman City, the faction I formed in the Plantagenet Kingdom was just a purely profit-driven group, and many of them didn't even know their leader was Dusk a member of.

Brigadier General Fraser's investigative report can prove my innocence.

I tried really hard to distance myself from them. "

"Well, that's terrible."

Tris responded in a nonchalant and indifferent manner:

"But you are guilty, Margaret. You are a sinner. Just the destruction caused by collecting all kinds of scum from the mainland and sending them to the New World over the past many years is enough to make your hands stained with blood. You are not clean.

You know this yourself!

You should have rotted slowly in a dark corner like other sinners, and were eventually forgotten by the world, Sister Sister.

Now you have a golden opportunity to get a little bit of equity, so before we start talking to you for real, let’s talk.

Say what needs to be said and seek leniency! "

"I"

Margaret, who was in a state of mental confusion at this time, instinctively wanted to defend herself, but she soon realized that there was no point in playing with words in front of Tris.

As early as that dinner in the Songhai Empire, the vampire archduke admitted without hesitation that she had the ability to read minds.

Therefore, the countess lowered her head as if sitting on an invisible "confessional chair" and said in a hoarse voice:

"My real name is Aurora de Dubari, and I am a disciple of Master Mairedin, the former tower master of the Tower of Purification in the Tower of Rings. My parents were both high-ranking members of the Tower of Purification and died from the blood vultures and During the Second Night War caused by the Blood Terror Clan, Master Maireadin adopted me and discovered that I had outstanding spiritual purification talents, so he carefully cultivated me.

I had a very good relationship with him, and after my parents passed away, my mentor became the only family I had.

Before the outbreak of the Fourth Black Catastrophe, I participated with my mentor in an operation to observe abnormal psychic tides deep in the Dark Mountains. It was during that operation that my mentor was killed by a monk due to a series of mistakes. long steiner capture

That's when I became a member of Twilight. "

"It's generally correct. I have nothing to hide. I have a good attitude towards pleading guilty. I am a smart enough soul."

Tris, who served as the judge, looked at the countess in front of her and said:

"But think about your daughter who is already in danger. The sooner you answer the question the more likely you are to return to her and protect her, so lady, get to the point! You know what we want to hear."

"I will tell you that I will not hide anything about Maireadin, me and the origin of Dusk."

The Countess was recovering. She used her own will to fight against the sequelae of Chaos pollution. Amid bursts of splitting headaches, she sped up her words and said:

"At the last moment of that expedition, we encountered a strange jackal in the area now known as the Broken Tooth Highlands. As you can guess, it was the bone-gnawing King Philip who later caused a great uproar.

The cunning and vicious jackal mistook us for a group of travelers. When our mentor asked it about the strange things nearby, it deliberately led us to a place of creation in the gray desert, with the intention of using a part of our hand. The relics of the Creator opened that place of creation to seek some benefits, but the mentor was not fooled and erased our traces to avoid being followed by jackals.

However, as a psionicist who is curious about the unknown, he could not resist the temptation from mystery. We stepped into it, and there was a 'grave'.

The tomb of Chief Friar Steiner!

No!

To be more precise, that small place of creation was the office of the mysterious department of Eden District, and the secret councilor Steiner hid one of his Horcruxes there.

His body has disappeared. Your Majesty, the Grand Duke, thousands of years have buried that madman's life but failed to drown his ambition. Before he died, he cut his soul open. This is something you can appreciate who is also deeply affected by it. The victim Sir Ferdinand asked for confirmation.

I guess the process of the old Sir's persecution by Steiner was exactly the same as what happened to my mentor. He touched something he shouldn't have touched in the wrong place.

Unfortunately, the old Jazz has been fighting hard, and my mentor.

He is stronger yet more vulnerable.

He is firm enough to face the world's doubts, but when the world he protects is proven to be based on errors from the source, no matter how firm he is, he will collapse.

Especially when Steiner directs us to another place in the Gray Desert in order to convince him to accept help from Sin.

The place sealed by the Holy Blood!

A place defended by the Mad Blood Clan. "

Margaret sighed, and under Tris' narrowed eyes, she continued:

“It was there that Steiner used the contaminated civilization slate of the Mad Blood clan to reveal to his mentor the secrets from thousands of years ago, about the Eden District, about the Creator, about original sin and the birth of this world.

As a nineteen-year-old, I watched the entire process.

I still don’t know why my mentor chose to accept the invitation from Steiner, but I know that that night was the starting point of all problems and the beginning of the birth of the Twilight organization.

But we are not the destroyers created by Steiner, it’s not that simple!

Although Steiner has long since died, he has been in contact with members of the secret department hidden around the world. In the past era, these guys who were unwilling to be lonely have also tried to carry out similar operations. They have clear enough The inheritance of the world is destroyed, but repeated failures have caused the number of madmen from thousands of years ago to wither.

There is also a terrible killer secretly tracking and hunting them.

Although all attempts by the Secret Department to destroy the world in the past thousand years have failed, the activity of those guys in one era after another has indeed provided Twilight with unimaginable resources.

Can you understand?

The current era has developed to this stage under the watchful eyes of those annihilators. They planted the seeds of chaos in every era, and eventually these seeds were inherited by the dusk.

We have huge resources that we can use at will in every part of the world, and we have our spies in every force in the Old Continent.

That is the accumulation of time from the past thousands of years. Many of them have begun to serve the mysterious department hidden in the shadows since the time of their ancestors, and now, they continue to serve the Twilight under the guidance of that ancient tradition, even without them knowing it. , their execution of every order is assisting the expansion of Dusk's power.

You and Mr. Murphy are not just fighting against the dusk, what you are fighting is the result of the explosion of triggers that have been laid down over the past thousand years.

As for the ultimate goal of dusk.

Steiner wants to enter the heart of the world!

Mrs. Tracey, he wants to seize the 'truth' left by the Creator. It is a blessing that allows a mortal to cross the boundary between humans and gods in an instant. He longs to drink the truth and realize his ascendance as a god. At the same time, his ambition calls for original sin, disintegrating this world blessed by the Creator from the very source, and correcting what he thinks is a wrong era onto the right track.

He thought the Creator was a loser.

And the arrogant man will assume the role of creator among the ashes of this era and rebuild a so-called 'perfect era' with his own hands.

In order to achieve this goal, Steiner can do anything, but the Heart of the World has its own set of protection systems, and the think tank department of the Sentinel Legion guards it.

He couldn't break through at all.

His actions in the Tiankeng City were to dismantle the think tank sentries. He had already done it. As long as he held any registered civilization tablet, he could enter it openly.

The worst part is that, as a former Eden councillor, he has no shortage of that. "

The countess raised her head and looked at Tris. She said in a sincere tone:

"This is all I, a marginalized person, can know. I am willing to help you clean up other Twilight branches that still exist on the mainland. My years of hiding have made me well aware of those intricate factions and forces. I also know Dusk has several locations on the continent where the Creator's artifacts are hidden, but after Mr. Murphy formatted those powers, those places were sealed.

I am willing to serve you.

As I said just now, I am willing to do anything for you as long as it can bring me back to my daughter. "

As Tris and Miriam watched, Countess Margaret moved her body with difficulty and knelt at Tris's feet in a posture of prostrating herself.

She hit her forehead on the ground again and again, letting the blood flow out.

The thump-dong-dong sound was like an echo from the past, representing the end of a secret that had lasted for more than a hundred years.

She begged:

"I know that everyone has to pay the price for their choices, and I know that one day I will also have to accept a necessary trial for the past I have carried. I know that I may not be able to leave here alive.

But I beg you, if I am destined to die here today, please don't let my daughter know all this, so that I can live in the memory of my daughter and husband as a qualified mother. "

Tress looked at Countess Margaret crying at her feet. In this frank conversation, the listening from the power of desire was never closed from beginning to end. If this guy had a little concealment, Tress would send her to where she should go without hesitation.

However.

"It's really hard to imagine that a muddy place like dusk can also give birth to a "white lotus" like you. I have no interest in the change of your mental journey, but at least you did explain what you should say and didn't hide it. "

Tress took a step back and said:

"I can feel your desire to protect your daughter in your heart. That is the mentality and instinct that a mother should have, but I didn't expect that you actually have love for a prodigal like King Louis.

Judging from your age, you were already 19 years old before the fourth black disaster broke out. You are now more than qualified to be King Louis' grandmother. No wonder little Murphy and King Louis can reach a wonderful agreement on some wonderful things.

They both have a strange habit for older women. "

The Blood Eagle Duke made a very harsh comment, then pouted at Miriam beside him and said:

"I have finished asking questions, it's your turn. As for the trial, she will get the trial she deserves, I confirm this."