Secret: Those years when I was a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

91

"Money always runs out before you know it." Edward lamented.

"Yes." Shinzo, who was basking in the sun next to him, responded deeply.

The dark saint who was checking the accounts in the next room looked at his nose and heart. The smell of poverty filled the Aurora Society, making God miserable.

It has been more than a month since God came. His container has grown very quickly and now has the appearance of a child about two years old. His very distinctive black gold highlights became more and more obvious. The gold color had a tendency to spread downwards, gradually occupying one-third of the area, which was much better than the initial state where it was forced to the roots of the hair. The red eyes are still the same as before. If you walk outside, you will probably be thought of as a vampire hybrid... Will you be caught and used as spiritual materials... How much can a vampire be sold for? Edward began to think divergently.

"You seem to be thinking about some impolite things." The True Creator glanced sideways at Him, "You've been quite free recently, aren't you in a hurry for promotion?"

"There is no point in being anxious." The devil replied, "Little Zaratul has also been trapped in the Miracle Master for so many years. From the Fourth Age to the present, he has not found an opportunity to be promoted. He is not even a diviner. It will definitely be more difficult for me."

The other party then changed the topic: "The Aurora Society's recent transformation has been smooth, and everyone is very motivated. Have you made any progress in tracking down Lanerwus?"

"Who is Lanreus?"

"..." Zhenzao Yinren said, "The one who was given flesh and blood by me."

"Oh, you're talking about the fraudster." Edward thought for a while, "There is no news at the moment. Mr. Z's men and the sect members in the East District are already trying their best to find it. But there is one report submitted that interests me very much, and that is The bounty hunters and even private detectives who tracked down this Lanerwus were hunted in secret and tortured to death.”

The true Creator noticed: "Slaying, demon or prisoner?"

"I don't know. But the person who uses such crude, reckless and malicious methods is definitely not a high-sequence person, and I have no interest in it."

Edward lit a cigarette, held it in his hand and burned it quietly: "I think it is a demon. If this is also a demon, combined with Backlund's current serial murder case, is the concentration of demons here too high?"

The True Creator looked over with indescribable eyes. The left eye said "The devil is by my side" and the right eye said "What are you talking about".

"Currently, it seems that Lanerwus is active in the East District, because the people who are looking for him basically died in the corner of the East District." Edward held his chin with one hand, as if talking to himself, or talking to the real creator. , "If that is really a demon or a prisoner, I can go there. How can the aggregation of extraordinary characteristics of private detectives and bounty hunters be effective? However, the question is, why is Lanerwus able to connect with these two channels? "

"That's not important. What's important is just to recycle my flesh and blood from Lanervus." The True Creator said, "Resources can never be wasted."

"You can't feel your flesh and blood at all, can you?"

"It can be sensed, but there are hundreds of them. He used some method to expand my pollution. He should have distributed his blood to others."

"Even if we investigate one by one, it will take a long time, not to mention that we can't convene large-scale investigations... That's all, I'll go to the East District to do some activities."

92

Xio wore much higher shoes and a thick beard to make himself look like a short man. She arrived at the agreed meeting place, and after waiting for a few minutes, she saw Maria, who had also put on a disguise and hid most of the scars on her face, appeared with a new face.

"I know it's you, Hugh." Maria said straight to the point, "I received the latest information and found another body. Five people who were chasing Lanrewus have died. Are you sure you want to continue? ?”

"How could this happen... Lanerwus is simply a madman!"

There must be more than five people who died. Xio thought of Williams, who died tragically just after learning the information. Even the face was destroyed and the body could not be identified. It is normal for bounty hunters to disguise themselves and lose contact for three to five days because of large or small rewards. Lanerwus seems to know this, so he always kills them brutally, disfigures their faces, and dumps their bodies in an extremely secluded corner. If Xio hadn't been able to find Williams, a familiar intelligence dealer, she would have been kept in the dark and continued to pursue the case foolishly.

The arbiter was furious, but was helpless: "Miss Maria, I cannot forgive this evil behavior! I hope that this guy will be punished as he deserves no matter what, and I will never let go of any opportunity!"

"But your ability is insufficient." Maria said mercilessly, "If I hadn't provided you with the identity of the corpse in time, you would have been one of them by now, who was blatantly pursuing it! Who gave you this order? Reward? Do you have no idea about this person’s situation?”

Xio bit her lip. Although she was a little puzzled and complained, she still didn't say Miss Audrey's name: "I picked it up myself. At the time, I just thought it was an outdated reward that was not difficult..."

"Then you should stop immediately. If you continue to participate, it may threaten your life."

"What about you? Maria?"

"I don't want to pursue this matter anymore, even if his reward is as high as several hundred pounds."

Anyway, this is the Aurora Society's business, not my job. Maria kicked away the pebbles at her feet irritably and watched them fly outside the alley: "And I still have a lot of things to do! Nearly half of the female workers in the textile factory were laid off because of the introduction of new machines. Girls are all in need. It’s a new job, but there aren’t so many places in the East District! I wonder if that fool encouraged them to go back and smash the machines to demonstrate, and there were actually human traffickers who took the opportunity to kidnap people – I really don’t have time to deal with a fraudster!”

Xio bit her lip, Maria turned away without saying a word, and the alley fell into dead silence for a while.

"...Perhaps we can consider reporting this matter to the major churches." Xio said reluctantly, Maria's expression was still not good-looking. After a moment, she cursed bitterly, "Okay, you go and report it, I hope the gods really care about the lives of the people in the East District!"

It can only be this way. Feeling powerless, Xio followed Maria out of the alley. Suddenly, her forehead hit the other person's back, as if she hit an iron plate, making her see stars in an instant. Xio poked his head out from behind Maria in confusion, and saw a very familiar brown-haired gentleman passing by the alley from a distance - the editor of Fors, their benefactor in the Chilingers incident. Mr. Edward Vaughan!

What is he doing here? Why is this decent gentleman here? Oh, by the way, the last time we met was also in the East District. He seems to be particularly fond of collecting stories, so his works are mainly realistic tragedies...

Xio didn't notice anything strange about Maria. This disguise was not suitable for greeting, so she lowered her head, pulled up her collar, and left quickly.

After she walked away, Maria recovered from her stiffness. She took a few deep breaths and continued walking forward.

——However, the moment she stepped out of the alley, she saw Edward Vaughn, who was passing by as if nothing had happened, standing next to him in a blind spot at the entrance of the alley, looking at her with a smile.

"You were afraid of me just now." Edward said with interest, "Fear, surprise, surprise. You know me, and you also showed a trace of joy. - Are you from the Pilgrimage Sect? Sequence 6, the person in charge of the East District? "

"First... no, Your Highness the Angel of the Abyss, Your Highness Richard showed me your portrait." Under the influence of the natural fear brought by the high sequence and the years of horrific rendering of this leader in the sect, Maria tried her best It took all my strength to say this. She thought she was shouting, but in fact her voice was as thin as a mosquito and could not be heard clearly by people one meter away, "Yes, I am, Backlund of the Pilgrimage Sect, the person in charge... East District... I... …”

"Don't mention your name, I'll soon forget you."

Edward asked: "You were surprised, did you encounter difficulties?"

Maria hesitated and decided to tell the truth: "Yes, I am tracking Lanrewus in my personal capacity, and I am also investigating human trafficking cases. The former has killed five people, but I don't have any clues yet. The latter is basically It’s certain that Kapin did it, but there’s no evidence.”

"I'm also looking for Lanerwus." Edward took out a piece of paper from the pocket of his coat. It was the Eastern District cut out from Backlund's map, with hundreds of small red dots densely drawn on it. A dozen of them have been crossed out, "I'll probably check them all today."

Maria looked at the crossed-out mark and imagined the real meaning behind "inspection", but did not dare to speak.

He didn't wait for Maria to continue speaking, looked up and looked around, pointed in a certain direction and asked, "Does Kapin live there?"

"Yes."

"The resentment and guilt are gathered there, and the blood is more obvious than other places." Edward took a look from a distance, "But there are other things that help him share part of the burden. He has a backer. It is normal that you have no evidence. ... Since If he is a heinous person, he is qualified to be my sacrifice. If you can sacrifice him to me, I will reward you."

"?!please--"

Maria was startled, but just as she was forming her words, the Angel of the Abyss had turned and left, and His back could no longer be seen in the crowd. The person in charge who was suddenly assigned a task covered his face with one hand and took several seconds to finally calm down. Anyway, there are already so many troubles, so one more is acceptable... Maria sighed deeply, regained her composure, and headed to the Dockers' Association as planned.

93

3pm.

Crane leaves Mrs. Summer's luncheon party and heads to the East End again. Combining the intelligence delivered by Miss Justice and Taylor's information, this time he had a clearer goal: to disguise himself as a reporter and legitimately enter the Dockers' Association to check on Lanerwus' situation.

He didn't bring his magical items and gear, just dressed as a regular investigative reporter. He didn't know the current state of Lanrevus and those violent and cruel collaborators. Therefore, caution prevailed, and Klein did not carry anything that would arouse suspicion.

Arriving not far from the two-story building, Klein lowered the brim of his hat and did not feel any suspicious eyes - if not counting the big black dog squatting at the entrance of the association, taking a nap with half-closed eyes and basking in the sun. .

Seeing him about to open the door, the big black dog raised his head and looked at him. The human eyes and the faint blood stains on the fur around her mouth made Klein feel a little creepy. Thinking that Miss Justice looked like the audience's golden retriever, Klein couldn't help but wonder: Could this be an extraordinary dog ​​too?

He didn't pay much attention to the dog, pushed the door open and walked in. I found that the layout inside the union was very simple. It was just a spacious cement house without any decoration or reception staff, and there were not even a few chairs. The stairs are in the middle, and the doors of many offices on both sides are closed. Standing beside the door is a man in shabby and thin clothes. Klein approaches and says:

"I am a reporter from Backlund Daily. I would like to interview the staff of your association to understand your demands and desires."

When he heard the word "reporter", the man's eyes suddenly became alert, and he replied repeatedly: "No! We have not been organizing recently..."

"No need to answer him." A female voice interrupted the man's slightly panicked words. The woman with iconic black hair and scars came down the stairs and spoke with sharp eyes, "I'm sorry, we don't accept it now. Any reporters’ interviews, please come back, sir.”

"—I think you misunderstood, ma'am."

Klein's mind was spinning rapidly. Judging from the man's expression of relief and the woman's response, the other party was obviously a person in a leadership position in the association, probably the Miss Maria that Taylor mentioned. Klein used the extraordinary ability of the "Joker" and tried his best to make his eyes appear more sincere: "I am a person who sympathizes with you, and I plan to make a special report describing what the union has done to help workers and what Please trust me about the actual difficulties you encounter.”

Maria's eyes narrowed slightly, as if she was weighing the truth of this sentence. A layer of cold sweat quietly broke out on Klein's back. After a while, she finally spoke: "We have encountered too many difficulties. Since you want to come for an interview, you should already know the actual situation."

"Mr. Reporter, what do you want to cover?"

Klein was momentarily stuck. He desperately searched his mind for the latest news, big and small, that he had read in the newspapers, and in two seconds he pieced together an answer like this: "About the new Poor Law."

As soon as he finished speaking, he wanted to slap himself hard. It has been several months since the Poor Law was promulgated. It is not the right time to investigate the social impact now! Seeing the man next to him showing doubtful eyes, Klein felt even more regretful. But after the words were spoken, he had no choice but to pretend that nothing happened and continued to look at the other party with sincere eyes.

Miss Maria seemed to be surprised by this answer. She was silent, opened her mouth, closed it again, thought for two seconds and then said: "I know, it's okay. It's not convenient for interviews here, so you can come to the office with me and talk."

Ju, actually succeeded? Klein was stunned in his heart, but his outward reaction was not slow at all. He thanked him repeatedly and followed him upstairs. Just around the corner, Klein suddenly felt spiritually touched, and glanced out of the small window by mistake——

He saw a strange but extremely familiar figure.

Although the other party's skin turned bronze, his ordinary round face became angular, and his glasses changed from round frames to gold-rimmed long frames, Klein still felt familiar with the spiritual intuition of a "seer".

This figure stayed downstairs of the association for a few seconds, had a few simple interactions with the big black dog at the door, and then left. When Klein saw all this, his body trembled and he could hardly hold the pen and notebook.

TBC

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2-to-1 Ritual: A shocking massacre (with foreshadowing). At least 3 times, 9 times is the best, and blood sacrifice to an angel.

Edward's progress: 5/9, 1/1.

More than a hundred years later, the five massacres that have been completed can still all accurately point to Edward Vaughn (history book), and there are still horror stories based on him in the border areas of various countries (children who don’t sleep at night will have demons) come to capture you (?) or too many people have died and the place is haunted), the ritual that Edward has completed works extremely well. He can now be promoted, but the success rate is only about 60%. And if he is promoted, he will definitely attract the intervention of Mother Tree, Fabuti and other righteous gods. There is no guarantee that Zhenzao will do much to help him. The success rate of about 60% cannot withstand any risks, and it is even very likely to fail.

That's why he didn't rush for promotion, but continued to look for opportunities to perfect the ritual.

And the most important thing: ↑The above are all staged for others to see. In fact, decay can be sequenced and melted as soon as one enters the mouth.