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

94

"You're not a reporter."

As soon as she entered the office, Maria said directly to Klein: "You came to the East District disguised like this to investigate something. I won't ask you, but you'd better leave now. The East End of Time will not be stable, and you will lose your life."

"...Thank you very much for your advice."

Realizing that the other party had seen through his disguise, but still chose to continue acting for his own safety, Klein was a little moved, but he couldn't stop just now after seeing the traces of Lanervus. He couldn't wait to find a place to divine on the gray fog to confirm whether the person he just saw was really Lanerwus.

Seeing that the other party accepted her advice instead of taking it lightly like other reckless and daring bounty hunters, Maria felt a little relieved. "Your caution will allow you to achieve your goal." She comforted Klein and added, "The East District is very chaotic. Maybe we will have a chance to cooperate in the future. After that, you can go out through the back door."

"Thanks!"

Klein couldn't ask for it. After the two of them chatted in the office for a few minutes, he followed the other party's instructions and quietly left through the small back door. Lanerwus had long since disappeared, and he stopped staying no longer. He collected his belongings and walked towards the station of the tram.

During this process, he spotted a slightly familiar figure among the homeless people opposite - Ms. Xio? Klein made a guess instantly.

At this moment, a carriage suddenly stopped in front of him.

The carriage opened, revealing the face of an acquaintance. This was the great detective Eisinger Stanton who was also investigating the case. The two met by chance in the East District. The other party seems to be still investigating the serial murder case, but it has not improved yet. After exchanging some pleasantries on the bus, Klein got on the streetcar. Instead of going home directly, he transferred to the Cragg Club in Hillston District.

In the lounge of the club, he quickly went above the gray fog to confirm that no one was following him.

At this point, Klein completely relaxed and felt scared. The breath of the "True Creator" lingered in his mind like a nightmare, making the clothes close to his back dry and wet, wet and dry again.

Klein presented a piece of tawny parchment and a dark red round-belly pen in front of him, and then he wrote the divination sentence he had thought about long ago with familiarity: "The source of the inexplicable feeling of familiarity before."

He put down the pen, leaned back on the chair, and entered the dreamland while silently chanting. In that gray and illusory world, he saw a figure.

This figure has ordinary features, wears round-rimmed glasses, and always looks down and mocks with a smile. He is none other than Lanervus!

Finally found you! Klein no longer used his "Joker" ability to control his expression, and muttered to himself through gritted teeth.

Immediately, Klein sat up straight and responded to Miss Justice's prayer. He controlled his emotions and spoke in a low and indifferent voice:

"No need to confirm, that's Lanerwus."

"You can report it to the Church of the Night Goddess and tell them that Lanerwus possesses the divinity of the 'Fallen Creator'."

95

Lightning flashed across the ever-dark night sky.

In the round tower of Silver City, two members of the "Six-person Council", Chief Colin Iliad and Elder Lovia, were having a silent confrontation.

Colin sat sideways at the table, staring at the back of his hands without saying a word. Lovia was also silent, her fingers slowly stroking the skull in her arms. This suffocating atmosphere has lasted for a long time, with only the anointing candles on the table burning and flowing quietly, and lightning and thunder bringing some noise.

"...Tell me again what you felt that day." After a while, the demon hunter spoke hoarsely.

Lovia's expression was still indifferent: "More than twenty cycles ago, I heard the roar of the Lord, followed by extreme silence, and the peace that seemed to finally find support. Chief, the Lord has arrived."

"This is just your one-sided statement. Silver City has no capital for gambling." The experienced demigod was unmoved. He knew very well that the "Lord" in the other party's mouth was the omniscient and all-powerful one whom Silver City had believed in for more than two thousand years. The Lord has many differences. The omniscient and omnipotent Lord has never shown his dirty and dark side, nor has he ever tortured His believers with non-stop gibbering. Therefore, even though Lovia hinted and verified to him many times, Colin Iliad still maintained a cautious and skeptical attitude, trying to distinguish whether the other party was crazy or really feeling something.

If only it was true as she said... Colin was still looking forward to it uncontrollably. But he was carrying the lives of the entire city and could not take risks because of the other party's few words. Caution and forbearance were the qualities a chief should have.

This time the conversation ended in failure again, and Lovia did not feel defeated. She is also a member of Silver City, so she is naturally responsible for her compatriots. The chief's resolute and tough attitude made her feel reassured. At the same time, she felt a little helpless that she could not produce more evidence.

Neither of them spoke, and they walked out of the round tower side by side. The two will separate at the first fork in the road and return to their homes.

At the corner of the street, there is an aid station run by two pharmacists. It specializes in providing simple treatment and physical examination to people who have just completed their mission or returned from patrol. Since it is only preliminary treatment, other people in the city can also come to prescribe medicine and check up on their daily lives.

At this time, there was a queue in front of the rescue center. There were about ten people waiting for treatment. Half of them were holding weapons. It seemed that they had just completed their mission. The first person in line to be examined seemed to be a couple. The husband stood beside him and couldn't hide his joy, and the wife was stroking her belly with her hand.

Obviously, this is a young couple who are about to become parents - in Silver City, new life is the most joyful thing besides festivals. Sure enough, under the affirmation of the pharmacist's smile, the people in the queue behind spontaneously applauded and blessed them. The two kept thanking each other, and then the husband helped his wife to leave. They whispered intimately on the way and happened to pass by Colin and Lovia not far in front of them. They didn't notice the chief and elders. They seemed to be filled with joy.

"I just said, I must be pregnant!"

The young lady excitedly said to her husband: "Didn't I tell you? Twenty-one cycles ago, I had a dream. I dreamed of a silver-white giant snake crawling under the golden cross and covering itself with its wings. I was right. I prayed devoutly with the sign of the Lord, and the giant snake glanced at me with its ruby-like beautiful eyes... Ah, this child must be the messenger sent by the Lord! The Lord has not forgotten His devout believers and sent the messenger to save us! "

The husband was noncommittal about this dream, but he obviously didn’t want to spoil his wife’s interest, and continued following her words: “Yes, we must pray harder, and one day we will be saved... During this time, I will not It’s my shift vacation. I want to participate in a few more patrol missions, accumulate merit for hunting monsters, and prepare more food and meat for you and your children..."

"It's too early! I can still continue patrolling and hunting, and we can prepare delicious food for the children together..."

The two walked away talking and laughing. Behind them, Lovia and Colin stood motionless like stone statues.

Both of them looked at the back of the couple with almost greedy eyes, wanting to hear a few more words from them about that dream.

"Chief..." Lovia broke the silence first. She wanted to say something, but Colin raised his hand to stop her.

"No need to say more, let's wait and see what happens." The old demon hunter's eyes shone slightly, as if he had found some hope at this moment.

He turned around, glanced reluctantly, and then glanced at the back of the couple getting farther and farther away, and finally walked towards his quiet home.

96

Eight o'clock, dinner time. I sat in the best restaurant I could find in the East End, comfortably ordered a cream of mushroom soup, a vegetable salad, and a lamb stew, and began to enjoy a leisurely and quiet meal.

The taste is ok. Let’s go to the club to eat next time.

The investigation task is very boring, and it is so unnecessary to condescend to find a fraudster. To sum up, I decided to fish.

The servants really liked the hunting game. I rummaged through the collection cabinet, and the one who was finally released to help was a member of the Andrerad family. There is only Sequence 5. He seems to be a guy who was afraid of being killed by me, so he betrayed the hiding place of other tribesmen. His rank is not high, but his brain is very flexible and cunning, so I chose him to help me run errands.

For this kind of thing, all you need to do is take a spiritual blood sample and run around the Eastern District while sensing it. Individuals contaminated by Lanerwus' blood will become more sensitive to the blood of their allies, and they will behave out of control and even go crazy and die. Very simple, no technical content.

It seemed that another round of investigation was over. He came to the cafe where I rested, with scarlet color still in his eyes and a joyful smile on his face. It seemed like he was really having fun playing this boring killing game. I took the note from him and glanced at it roughly.

Lanruth was cautious. When I went out, the total number of contaminated people was probably about three hundred and fifty, and now one-third of the way has been completed.

Killing hundreds of people in broad daylight without attracting anyone's attention in a short period of time is not an easy task, even for a demon. And, judging from the text message my ally sent me just now, the other party has noticed my activities and is carrying out more pollution as quickly as possible. It really adds to the workload.

"Are you really following my orders to kill people?"

The soul is in my hands, of course I know that he cannot disobey my order, but I still asked casually: "What I mean is, you didn't kill uncontaminated people for fun out of boredom, or kill them and then dismember them and throw them away." Are you going to cause trouble for me by spreading terror in a place where people will pass by?"

"Absolutely, absolutely no such thing! Your Highness!" Andrelade's smile froze on his face and he lowered his head hastily. If he hadn't been in the cafe now, he would have knelt down and swore his loyalty to me.

I interrupted his potentially endless apologies and panic: "I understand, did you encounter anything?"

Andrelade paused, began to think about it, and then shook his head honestly: "No."

"But when I passed by the small church of the Church of the Night in the East District, I happened to see a man wearing red gloves talking to the priest."

The Church of the Night is taking action. Is there the person they are looking for in the East District? I didn't count myself among them. If they were planning to cause trouble for me, then the one who came to investigate would at least be the Archbishop of Backlund. As for the red gloves... the pendant of 0-08 does come from the Church of the Night... The ones who suffered the most in the descent of the gods are indeed the Church of the Night and the Nighthawks... Lanerwus helped... It can't be such a coincidence, Lan Ervus was found by them? How did they do it? Who provided the key information to help them position themselves?

This mushroom soup tastes pretty good.

If I am really looking for Lanervus, then I have to call my ally and ask him, "The night seems to have intervened. Do you still want that piece of meat?" If he wants it, I can get it too. To arrive, that is to say, to snatch Lan Ervus from the hands of the Church of Night, but if the level involved is too high, it may attract the servant of God Arianna, and then...

But what does this have to do with me? I cut the white bread comfortably and stuffed the stewed mutton inside with the surprised eyes of other diners.

Regardless of whether the allies want the piece of meat or not, there will be fun tonight. ——This is quite an interesting pastime for the bored demon.

TBC

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Before I knew it, I had written more than 100,000 words. It was so fast.

*Angels of the Holy Word running around in the land abandoned by God: Where are you, Angel of Destiny? !