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

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"When someone says, 'Thank you for your hard work,' you can reply: 'Don't be idle, give me a glass of water.' to show your recognition of the other person's care."

“When others ask: ‘Why is the progress so slow?’ you just say: ‘If you have the ability, come and do it.’ This shows your recognition of the other person’s ability to work.”

“When someone instructs you to do something, you ask, ‘You taught me to do something?’ to show your approval of the other person’s behavior.”

…

The Angel of the Abyss looked at the paper in his hand and then at the person opposite him. He really didn't know what expression to use, so he simply said without expression as always: "This is completely contrary to the human etiquette I know."

"Hey, Your Highness, have you forgotten? We are hunters."

"Only you are."

"Yes, yes, I am a hunter and a provocateur, so this way of greeting is completely reasonable for me. Moreover, the language and culture are profound and profound. You see, this teaching me to do something is not an expression of affirmation of other people's knowledge. Do you? Come if you have the ability. Since my progress is too slow, of course I will let someone with more ability come. And compared to verbal comfort, pouring a glass of water can make others feel the warmth between people. …”

Adela tried her best to deceive, but with honesty and reliability written all over her face, she pushed the booklet filled with successful cases of hunter-style social interaction into the hands of the angel of the abyss, and calmly put the "Friendly Communication" on the cover. The raised corners of the sticker on the "Guide" were smoothed down to prevent the actual title of the book "How to Be a Good Hunter" underneath from being exposed.

"I also saw you greeting Mr. Gustav that day. "Good morning, useful human being" made me shocked. If you choose to be a hunter, you will definitely be able to reach the height you are today! "

"..."

"And our Sauron family is a royal family, and the royal family is naturally the role model for the entire Intis, so the social style of our family is correct throughout the country. You don't need to be nervous, there will be no problem."

"..."

"Have you finished reading? After reading it, let's do it to the first person you see when you go out! I believe you can!"

"Are you teaching me how to do things?"

"You learn too quickly."

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Medici was swinging his legs leisurely and looking at the door. Although the eye was pinched and blown out, it was originally used to bluff people. He felt good about himself. This barren basement had already received a second wave of tourists in just a few months. The previous wave failed to keep the soothsayer boy. This sensible devil should know the meaning of "blasphemy". The wonderful use of "cards" can be put to some use, right?

However, what made him most curious was the inverted cross the other party drew on the door. What does this imply? Is it really...

Just as the great Red Angel was meditating, Sauron suddenly reminded him: "The devil has come to the door."

Medici didn't take it seriously: "Where would He be if He wasn't at the door?"

"Where's your brain, Medici?? I mean He walked to the door He opened the door Himself!"

"That's it, you are more brainless." Medici still didn't take it seriously. He changed the order of his legs and leaned on the other side of the seat. "He must have something to ask for when he comes here. It's just a little trick of playing hard to get. "

Seeing that Medici was so determined, Sauron hesitated to speak, hesitated to speak, and finally calmed down in doubt. After another half minute, Einhorn on the right spoke: "He returned to the basement outside."

"... He just played hard to get and raised the price. He even painted my Lord's logo on the door. He must be here to make some profit." Medici's expression remained unchanged, but he began to tap the handrail with his fingers, "Either he brought it with him Missions either have their own purposes, and I don’t believe He really won’t look back.”

"He started going upstairs."

"..." Red Angel remained calm in the face of danger and ordered calmly, "He is leaving soon. Which one of you should give him a signal quickly?"

"Crazy! If you hadn't provoked him first, why would he have left?"

"I don't want to embarrass the Red Angel."

"Okay, then I will start chanting the Lord's name now! Do you think the devil will help me or you?"

"Stop him quickly!"

I don’t know whether to stop Medici or the devil. In short, just when the evil spirits of the Red Angel started fighting each other, a little poisonous snake who was instigated by someone who didn’t know finally caught up with Edward with difficulty. He opened his mouth and bit his fangs. It was stuck on the corner of His trousers, and then dangled.

Edward stopped going upstairs and pinched the little snake by its tail with an expressionless expression. He then looked at the two holes the size of rice grains on the corners of his pants and decided to go back and talk to the true Creator in detail. The triangular head of the little poisonous snake hanging upside down raised its head, sticking out its tongue and hissing twice in the direction of the red evil spirit. Edward threw it on the ground, and it found a gap and got in, and ran away to who knows where.

He opened his pocket watch and looked at the time, then turned back the way he came.

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The first round of fighting ended. The two conquerors controlled Medici's throat and mouth and did not say any inappropriate names. However, they could not stop the subsequent conversation. Medici acted as if nothing happened. All the blood that added to the atmosphere was taken back, and it looked much more normal than at first.

He heard footsteps stopping in front of the door, and asked through the door: "Which root are you from...who sent you here?"

Edward replied flatly: "Money."

Medici was a little puzzled, but that didn't matter. He then asked, "What is your relationship with the Lord? Are you really a Farbuti?"

Edward was bored and counted how many patterns were carved on the door: "Fabouti is rubbish. Your master asked me to come. Ask for more money."

The red angel glanced at the extraordinary characteristics in the corner, held the red priest card in his hand, and continued to ask confidently: "Why did the Lord ask you to come to me? Is there no angel in the Aurora Society now?"

This is indeed the case. The Angel of Destiny was remade because he resisted my pollution, and the Angel of the Word is looking for Him... Although I found you today, there is absolutely no need for me to tell the true Creator your location.

There is at least one Sequence 1 seal residue left here. Ordinary angels are not sure that they can steal you away quietly, unless you have some other method, but that will reduce my value, so even if you tell me, I will not help. your. Even if the true creator is told, there is no way he can find a Sequence 1 now to quietly break open this place. It takes at least 4 months from conception to birth, and it will take a lot of time from birth to growth. At least until Ouroleus regains his strength, the only person your Lord can rely on in finding you is me.

Edward was stunned for a few seconds before replying: "Yes, yes."

"I can tell you some good news. What will you give me in exchange for it?"

Medici smiled evilly and took out the Red Priest card well prepared, holding it on his finger and shaking it a few times: "You should know what this is."

"Its price is much higher than the information on the current situation of the Aurora Society. You should now consider how to return the difference to..."

"I don't want it," said the devil. "Give me the money."

"...Give it to me, not more, just...what?" Medici was abruptly stopped, and the mouths on both sides of his cheeks began to suppress smiles. Red Angel couldn't believe it at all. Could it be that he had been dead for too long? A 1/22 blasphemous tablet with all the potion recipes and necessary rituals written on it has become an unwanted piece of trash on the roadside? But fortunately, he quickly took a look at the messy corpses in the corner. The extraordinary characteristics of the mid- to low-sequence hunter and lawyer paths were still very valuable. It was useless to keep them for himself. Just give them to him without feeling bad.

So Medici waved his hand: "Then I'll give you everything except the blasphemy card. Can you tell me?"

"able."

The red evil spirit began to suspect that the demon clan had begun to change its personality. It had evolved from the crazy mobility of a hunter and the eloquence of temptation and depravity into the current breed that had no money and could not even speak a word. , is it because the hunting of demons by the outside world is still very popular, so only demons who talk little and are practical can survive?

"The true Creator has succeeded."

The devil dropped a nuclear bomb on him as soon as he opened his mouth, which shocked Medici almost to the point of losing the blasphemy card: "Now I will manage affairs in the Aurora Society."

The Lord God has descended!

It worked!

Since the descending of the gods has been successful, does that mean that the Lord has returned like lightning? The sky and the ocean trembled together, and the seven gods have all bowed to the Lord's glory... Medici's thoughts were confused for a moment, and he danced in ecstasy until he realized It was so blurry that I couldn't even pay attention to the muttering voices of Sauron and Einhorn as if they were facing a powerful enemy.

The more he thought about it, the happier he became. The imagined scenes in his mind ran all the way from the co-governance of the Solomon Empire, and drove 120 yards in reverse history back to the days of the second era when the ancient sun god punched the dragon and kicked the giant. . Medici thought about the great plan of the Lord who had been dormant for thousands of years and destroyed the Seven Gods to stand on the earth again. He thought of the great strategy that Zhenzao had not even begun to think about. He suddenly felt that no one knew the Lord better than him. The corners of his mouth began to pull back to the back of his head, gradually shrinking the living area of ​​the other two conquerors, causing the two cohabitants to curse.

"But your master is only at Sequence 6 now." Edward added dryly, "The Aurora Society still has to purchase baby products on time."

Medici's sweet dream was suddenly shattered. The two conquerors could not hold it back for a moment. The public activity room in the red evil spirit's consciousness space was immediately filled with happy air. Medici's teeth were itching with hatred, thinking that the devil had actually degenerated from his evil words to deceive people into his honest words that were harsh to the ears. When he was released from prison, he would have to speak to the Lord and kick this shameless guy out.

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"Is there anything else? I have to leave."

"It's okay, it's okay, get out of here."

Seeing that the devil was too lazy to pay attention to him, Medici hurriedly sent the guest off after gathering the information he needed. Seeing that the basement is about to return to silence, dead silence and maddening nothingness will soon engulf the place again. But instead of feeling angry, Medici felt hopeful.

"Right." He suddenly thought of something.

Edward, who had just reached the door, noticed something and slowed down. As expected, he heard a voice coming from the heavy door behind him.

"If you think about it carefully, there is something familiar about you."

"Ten out of ten of you demons are lunatics. Although you look normal, you dare to covet Farbuti's position. You must be a psychopath. And I have met a few demons with names."

"Not knowing fear, seemingly rational madness. Chasing fear and creating greater fear - let me guess, are you "Fernino"? "

Creatures other than demons cannot speak the filthy words of the abyss. This name is the ancient Hermetic pronunciation of "fear".

When other races take the magic potion of Abyss Path Sequence 6 and become demons, they will undergo different changes according to their own characteristics, while natural demons are often the activation of some quite pure malice. As far as the conclusion is concerned, Medici's guess was not wrong. Edward thought to himself, because I swallowed "Fear" completely and reproduced it with my own authority, I skipped the stage of change, acquired its characteristics, and successfully derived my own abilities.

For thousands of years, I have been tending my image to it, consciously or unconsciously, to explain my humanity as the scene of the car accident. It wasn't until the time of Russell's arrival that I tried to change my personality, but only the remnants of the past discovered my "true identity."

If it weren't for Medici being a subordinate of the true Creator, using the identity of "Fear" to get through would be the best choice.

"I am not it," Edward replied, "I have inherited it."

"Oh, Fabuti can barely be considered a descendant of my generation. The mythical creature that was born is of my generation. Since you are not it, then you can be considered its descendant and say that you are my grandson. Come on, scream... …”

After chatting about information, it was time for gossip. Medici was accustomed to letting his mouth become an independent part, but before he finished speaking, his spiritual intuition suddenly started to call the police - what's going on? Could it be that He can really replace Farbuti in the future and come back to beat me up? So vindictive? ——He dragged out the last word forcefully, and swallowed back the strange words that came to his lips: "Sound--well, for the sake of your hard work for the master, I won't bother you little devil anymore, let's go quickly." Bar."

Edward squinted his eyes and looked at Medici behind the door. Even the stones at his feet could feel the embarrassing atmosphere here.

He closed the door and left, leaving behind a sonorous and powerful sentence of "psychosis."

TBC

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"What are you doing here? Our Sequence 1 red evil spirits do not accept Sequence 2 demons, so you are not welcome~" (Medici Dancing) "Listen up, devil, we are going to have a super~cool fight here now. The hunters of ~ are fighting each other, guess who can’t participate?” (Medici shows off her dance, the three of them fight together, Medici insists on showing off) “It’s you! So hurry up and call the Lord to save me. !" (fighting) "Shut up!" (The other two yelled loudly)