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

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"Your Highness."

"..."

"Your Highness Vaughn."

"…………busy?"

"Your Highness, please forgive my audacity - have you never lived as a human being? Are you a born mythical creature?"

"You are indeed very courageous."

"You're too proud. Rather than lacking in humanity, you seem to be learning how to be a human being from scratch. That's why I have such a bold guess... Oh, I'm the only one who thinks so. I'm willing to keep your secret. Maybe you need it. A teacher, I can teach you how to play human.”

"Do you want to save your life in this way?"

"So, let's start with the most basic social interaction? You see, how grand and gorgeous the banquet tonight is, people are intoxicated in the embrace of wine, food and beauties. You are resting outside alone, how unsociable."

"Then what do you think I should do?"

"Please invite me to dance. Your Highness, if you think the ballroom is too noisy, then do it under this moon. This is what I want."

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Edward looked at what Klein handed him and said with interest: "This is an incredible rarity."

"Where did you get it?"

Klein put on his napkin and was about to start with the delicacies he had just brought in front of him. After hearing this, he thought about it and decided to answer honestly: "I got it from a bishop of the Church of the Mother Goddess of the Earth. He was looking for someone in the circle who could help him solve his problem. I helped him and got this key as a reward. Is there anything wrong with it?"

"There's nothing wrong with it, but it's interesting."

Edward finished looking at this ordinary brass key and did not return it to Klein. Instead, he put it aside: "There should be a curse in it. I guess it makes the sense of direction worse or the person getting lost." A kind of curse? In fact, this curse is just the most superficial negative effect of this key, and unlocking is not its real use."

"Is that so?" Hearing that the master key had other uses, and that the other party showed no intention of taking it for himself, Klein couldn't help but become curious, "Mr. Edward, what is its real effect?"

"The door." Edward didn't answer him, but asked another question, "Do you know the door?"

This is a special reference! Klein immediately understood that He was asking about "Mr. Door". Well, He knew that I could understand Russell's diary. It was not surprising that I could understand this knowledge... Klein replied: "I know, in the diary Mentioned the exchange between the Emperor and him.”

"I also saw his diary, and there were indeed many references to Mr. Men. I was surprised that the man actually said so much."

Edward didn't explain, so Klein naturally understood "that" as "Mr. Door". He used a fork to fiddle with the meat slices in Fenebaud's surface, and was not in a hurry to put it into his mouth. Instead, he explained in more detail: "This key contains the spirituality of Mr. Men. If it is not a high-sequence member of the Abraham family, The legacy of the strong should be some unlucky low-sequence extraordinary person who lost control of his spirituality and died in the full moon, and there is a high probability that he failed to be promoted."

"It is precisely because of Mr. Door's spiritual involvement that this key has the effect of "opening all doors." Spirituality and extraordinary characteristics are combined to form the shape of a key. This is also a kind of disguise. Its real use should be to liberate the spiritual power within it and influence the enemy with pollution and nonsense. Well, it is a one-time small extraordinary time bomb. "

This sounds like a range of mental damage, but I still need a key more than a time bomb... But this will become my escape card. After all, I am already familiar with the pain of all kinds of babbling, but the enemy will definitely not I would have thought... an extraordinary object with such a secret must be worth at least several hundred pounds, but I also put in the effort. Klein was slightly moved, but not completely. He looked at the master key with a fiery look in his eyes: "Then how can we release the spirituality in it?"

"It just takes some appropriate external force to break its shell."

Edward handed the key to Klein: "You are a diviner. You currently have no direct means to destroy it, so you need to adapt accordingly. If you are a "Fighter" or "Hunter" or even a "Sailor", in Sequence 7 It should have the power to crush it directly. "

"I see." He understood, "Thank you for informing me."

"Just the little things."

Although it may indeed be a trivial matter, and I may be able to get the answer later by going to the gray mist for careful divination, but having an angel tell me personally, this is a treatment that no amount of money can buy... Klein is here My heart was filled with joy, and I suddenly understood how flattered the other members were when I played the role of "The Fool" in the Tarot Club and casually told some "common sense about the extraordinary world".

Neither of them said a word for the next few minutes, quietly enjoying the delicious lunch provided by Cragg's Club.

There is too little pollution hidden in this small key. It can at most contaminate one or two people of medium and low sequence, and there is a high probability that they will not die on the spot, and it is impossible for them to be assimilated into the dependents of the moon... But I didn't pay attention to it. The blood ties between Abraham's family are so strong. It turns out that without going through any prayer ceremony, just a low-sequence promotion can bring His ravings and pollution to the earth. Although it is very small, it is indeed the fastest, easiest and least noticeable way. I should have been more careful at that time. Watch out for Benjamin. If they really knew that their ancestors were floating on the moon, even if they knew that Bethel was hopeless, they would still put their hope in the Seven Gods and try to pull Him back to the earth, right?

If I hadn’t planned to expose myself in front of them for the time being, it wouldn’t be impossible to help the moon a little and make Bethel Abraham lose the ability to resist. This is just a piece of cake for me. Unfortunately, the moon has limited abilities on earth and cannot offer any chips that can impress me.

"...Speaking of which, I haven't seen you in the past few days. Are you very busy with your detective work?"

"No, it's not so much that the life of a detective is busy, but that the life of a low-sequence extraordinary person like me is too colorful."

The other party was not an official Extraordinary, and he probably didn’t have much interest in the bottom level of the Extraordinary world. Klein briefly talked about his experiences in the past few days, and changed the names and times: "I want to participate in the Extraordinary World." During rallies, I have to take over some protection work commissions, and when I go out for a walk at night, I may also bump into a murder scene or some people who believe in death perform seance ceremonies... Haha, Backlund is so interesting."

As he thought, the Angel of the Abyss really had no interest in these things, but he still listened to his story responsibly.

The two chatted without a word. When the meal was over and the waiter came to collect the plates, Klein was about to stand up when he suddenly felt a strange coldness coming from his feet. The waiter looked left and right suspiciously, then went to check whether the fire in the fireplace was strong. Klein quietly turned on his spiritual vision, and saw that a small space next to the booth suddenly became distorted, and something that couldn't be seen clearly but seemed to be a small animal emerged from there timidly, placing the letter in its mouth on the Edward's hand retreated tremblingly.

...The reason why it was so trembling was because even Klein could see that the little animal didn't dare to raise its head from the beginning to the end.

The cold feeling disappeared, and Edward naturally picked up the letter - a piece of paper that had been folded twice - and glanced at it.

"I have left the northern continent and taken a passenger ship to the islands in the Sunia Sea. I left the seaport of Bansi after twelve o'clock last night."

"It's not a normal night here, but I can't feel what's going on. Maybe you need to come and see for yourself."

"Richard Ernst"

"PS: Teacher, it was my decision to ask Riel to help deliver the letter, because sending letters from the sea to the northern continent is really too expensive and too slow."

Klein looked at Edward's expression, which was serious at first, frowning slightly, and then became speechless.

"...It's funny. My student couldn't afford the postage when he was away, so he summoned someone else's courier to help deliver the letter. I suspect he was using this method to complain to me about his poverty. Ha, I obviously just gave him a fund." Edward He stretched out his hand and knocked the little animal messenger on its head, driving it back to the spirit world. "Actually, it costs one pearl at a time to send messages. I remember that he never paid him."

It turns out that some couriers are paid for delivering letters? Klein smacked his lips inwardly, feeling that the hard-working skeleton messenger who came as soon as the brass whistle blew instantly became kind and amiable.

He didn't want the topic to stop at money, so he asked a question that he had wanted to know for a long time: "Mr. Edward, do you know how to remove the contamination of extraordinary characteristics?"

The letter in his hand spontaneously ignited, and the ashes drifted unconsciously into the trash can next to the wall. Edward's eyes fell on Klein. He used his own inspiration to perform a divination very quickly. After coming to the conclusion that it was "of no use", he decided not to regard this issue as a condition of the transaction.

"I know," He said, "There is a price to pay for answering this question. If you want me to help you solve it, there is a price to pay as well."

After hearing this, Klein was not disappointed, but instead breathed a sigh of relief—this is right! The words of an angel who answered every question in front of him were outrageous and even a little scary. Only this form can make people feel at ease. Wouldn't their own Tarot also pursue "equivalent transactions"? He was already very satisfied with getting this answer. The only question was whether he would be rewarded in the future by being able to invite the other party. Klein only dared to think about what an angel on earth needed.

He felt that as long as he understood the method, there was no need to ask the other party to solve it. Through tarot meetings and improving his own strength, he would definitely have the opportunity to solve the problem by himself without having to pay two rewards.

Klein thought deeply and spoke carefully: "If I want to know the method, what price should I pay?"

Edward looked at him in surprise. Most people would not think of this kind of question. If Klein not only asked the question but also wanted to know the result, then there is a high probability that he does have a contaminated extraordinary characteristic in his hand... Could it be Does he really have some secret organization? Is it a requirement within the organization to find a solution, or is it just him trying to solve the problem for himself?

"This method is not very expensive, but the solution is difficult." He said, "...the simplest way is that you can give money directly, four thousand pounds."

So expensive!

Why do you, as an angel, always talk about money so naturally? If I were so calm when playing "The Fool", my image would definitely be ruined long ago! Klein leaned back tactically, but was only surprised for a few seconds before he began to think about whether to pay.

No, no, no, if you think about it carefully, it's not that expensive...

Four thousand pounds was a huge sum of money that he would not have dared to exchange a month ago, but after coming to Backlund, he spent money like water. Miss Justice hired Mr. A of the Aurora Society to assassinate the ambassador and spent ten thousand pounds. It cost a thousand pounds to hire Miss Sharon as a bodyguard... This price is not difficult to accept. It is affordable. Moreover, it is only Sequence 7 now. There is still one promotion left before the "Pure Black Eyes" is needed. It is entirely possible to I have saved money, but since I don’t need it now, there is no need to buy a plan early. I only have a few hundred pounds on hand now, and I can’t spend it without warming up...

"I understand." Klein regained his composure and stood up to say goodbye. "Thank you very much! I want to go back and think about it carefully."

Edward didn't say much. After bidding farewell to Klein, he returned to the club and asked the waiter to open a single room, and wrote a brief note to Richard. Opening the door to the spirit world, the demon messenger named Riel has not gone far yet. It stands respectfully in the corner of the door waiting for the summons. Edward handed the note to it, and from the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a flicker of fire behind the mist of folded historical fragments in the spiritual world. They were in pairs, some distance from the ground, and their movements seemed to be running and jumping.

"...Fulgrim's Hounds? They are rarely seen leaving the Mist."

"A high-sequence person from the mysterious third path passed here just now? Could it be Zaratul? He seems to have never attracted them before."

The Angel of the Abyss looked around and saw no occult traces or secret changes. The dogs of Fulgrim, whose eyes were burning with fire, also disappeared into the mist in the distance one after another. Edward didn't take it too seriously, left the spirit world, closed the door again, and quickly forgot about it.

TBC

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*Riel: The "Tabby Cat" that appeared in the previous article, Demon Path Sequence 4. Traynor's scouts, helpers, and messengers.

Richard: Send me a message.

Riel: I need money to deliver the letter.

Richard: (kind smile)

Riel:......

Riel: ...I know, I won't charge you.