Chapter 239 Doing Business

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"He is the divine envoy of the Aurora Society. He was in Backlund recently. He used to be Sequence 6, but he may be Sequence 5 now, but he is not sure."

"He can record the extraordinary abilities that others have used and use them once. He is good at getting out of trouble and is difficult to be surrounded. He may also be able to travel through the spirit world..."

The target is the divine envoy of the Aurora Society, Sequence 6 or Sequence 5, with abilities similar to the "apprentice" path... Sure enough, Miss "Magician" is not as ordinary and simple as she seems. My initial judgment was correct... "Hidden The "Magician" Cattleya quickly regained her composure and was not surprised at all that the "Magician" dared to plot something against Mr. So-and-so of the Aurora Society.

As for which divine messenger it was, she didn't know because the only ones she was familiar with were Mr. Z and Ms. D.

At the same time, Klein quickly made an assessment:

There is no possibility that the divine envoys of the Aurora Society are innocent. They are all lunatics who destroy lives anyway, and they will not feel guilty if they kill them...

I have done more than one thing to offend the Aurora Society...

The only problem is...

The attitude of the true Creator.

According to his own investigation after settling down, there did seem to be some changes in the Aurora Society's behavior.

The weird sacrificial activities and the preaching that "the seven gods are all false gods, and the true Creator is the only God" seem to have been greatly reduced than in the past, at least there are no scenes of public solicitation like in the past. Since this year until April, the only relatively well-known disturbance was that some members of the Aurora Society and Fusac spies were both caught. Then an extraordinary person who was said to be an angel level went to a foreign border to fight with the local extraordinary team. I don’t know whether the above content is true or false, but it is still credible.

How should I put it, the True Creator has a very good attitude towards me, even very good. He did not hold himself accountable for his obstruction in the coming of God, and did not mind his various actions that caused obstacles to the Aurora Society. He expressed goodwill more than once.

But the problem is that even if the True Creator shows goodwill, it cannot change the nature of all the crazy cultists in the Aurora Society for hundreds of years. It is obviously unreasonable to amnesty the Aurora Society simply because of the transformation of the True Creator.

I can definitely accept this commission, but I have to at least confirm the thoughts of the True Creator. Of course, I believe that the True Creator who really wants to transform will not mind the disappearance of such a person who affects the reputation of the Aurora Society... and this " "Louis Wayne" is still unrepentant and guilty to this day. Of course, if he has changed his mind, I can let him die easier...

Sequence 6 or Sequence 5, within the range that I can handle... The extraordinary ability that Miss "Magician" described to record and release, I seem to have seen it before, Mr. A has used it, but it may not be true...

For me, being good at escaping and being able to travel through the spirit world doesn't matter too much. As long as I can get close to the divine envoy and successfully manipulate his "spiritual body thread", he won't be able to escape!

It’s hard to tell the outcome of a head-on confrontation. If it’s a surprise attack, I’m quite confident. Of course, whether the surprise attack can be successful is another matter…

After thinking carefully, The World looked back at Magician Forsi and said, "I can consider taking over, but not in the near future, at least in two months."

He didn't know if he would encounter any accidents at sea, so he set a loose time limit.

"Two months later..." "Magician" Forsi repeated the time very hesitantly.

This was too long, and she didn't even know how long Louis Wayne would stay in Backlund.

At this time, Alger, the "Hanged Man" who was watching, interjected after careful consideration: "Miss Magician, do you have to kill the Aurora Order's envoy with your own hands?"

"No, you see, I'm already considering whether to ask Mr. World for help." Forsi said with a smile.

Alger nodded as if he was thinking: "The prerequisite for killing is to find the divine envoy. Can you find it?"

"No, but I will investigate." "Magician" Forsi answered calmly.

"Wait until you get the result, and then let the world take action?" "The Hanged Man" asked.

"Yes, but I haven't decided yet." Forsi was a little confused and didn't understand the purpose of Mr. "The Hanged Man"'s series of questions.

"The Hanged Man" Alger then shouted:

"If you could determine the whereabouts of the Aurora Society's divine envoy, why would you spend a lot of money to hire someone to kill him? Wouldn't it be enough to report it directly to the church? After the Great Smog Incident, no church was willing to let go of similar clues .”

He didn't want to destroy the "world", but he clearly heard the hesitation of Miss "Magician" and thought that she was most likely to stop entrusting it. After all, many accidents can happen in two months, so he gave some advice. Suggestions so that things can be finalized initially.

Report to the church? These words sound very familiar... Klein was stunned for a moment, not expecting Mr. "The Hanged Man" to say this at all.

Haha, while everyone was infected by Mr. "The Hanged Man", he was also affected by us... Klein was immediately relieved and quite pleased.

"Report?" "Magician" Forsi was stunned for a moment.

After a few seconds, she whispered:

"It can be……"

"The Hanged Man" heard this and said with a smile:

"Then things can go like this. You first investigate the target and find his whereabouts. If you find anything within two months, hand it over to the church. If it takes more than two months and Mr. World is free, ask him to help. ,what do you think?"

"Magician" Forsi thought carefully and said:

"good.

"I will discuss the entrustment price with Mr. World at that time."

…

After the discussion of materials and formulas between buyers and sellers, Tarot Club and others ushered in everyone's favorite part - sitting in Mr. Fool's high kingdom of God, listening to "The Sun" talk about the land abandoned by the gods. story.

Derrick, the "Sun" who was at the center of his attention, was not embarrassed. He talked about the mysterious "Afternoon Town", the clergy who knelt and prayed repeatedly, the prophecies of huge disasters, the erased names and the tempted angel kings. Being chosen by Ourolius and his escape after encountering sudden changes pulled everyone's thoughts into thrilling adventures.

"Justice" Audrey, "Magician" Forsi and "Moon" Emlyn listened very carefully, while involuntarily lamenting in their hearts that when discussing similar things, Tarot Club always seems to be particularly high-end, what kind of angel? King, any evil god, true god, or ancient secret is just a noun.

Klein also listened attentively, and from time to time made an enigmatic look, responding to everyone's expressions of surprise or reverence.

After talking about the exploration of "Afternoon Town", Derrick was about to turn back when he suddenly remembered something and asked with some worry:

"Mr. Fool, is the key to leaving the 'Land Abandoned by Gods' really in the 'Giant King's Court'?"

He was really not sure about this, but Klein looked like he was thinking and said in a tone that would not lower the status of "The Fool" at all:

"In addition, the Aurora Society also controls a way to enter the land abandoned by the gods."

"Their saints entered there, but unfortunately, they were unable to meet the survivors."

The "True Creator" that the Aurora Society believes in is our "Lord of Creation, the Omniscient and Almighty God" after going crazy. The saints of the Aurora Society have entered the land abandoned by gods... Derrick "The Sun" became obviously excited. Compared with the illusory "Giant King's Court" that may not have a real road, a road that has been confirmed to be accessible to outsiders is obviously more worthy of exploration! If people outside can come in, people inside can definitely get out! Derrick asked anxiously:

"Dear Mr. Fool, where is the exit of this road? I, I am willing to do whatever I can to exchange for this news!"

"The Fool" replied calmly:

"This road is too far away and it doesn't belong to me."

Klein distanced himself from the relationship and said whether you can find him or not does not depend on me, but naturally depends on the Aurora Society and the True Creator. Derrick also understood this sentence and clenched his fist to suppress it, but he still couldn't help but think.

If, if it's just far away... maybe we can get there just by finding enough people, bringing enough food, and with the help of the "Angel of Destiny", but the premise is that the "Angel of Destiny" is willing to help us... This obviously requires the True Creator permission...

Derrick gradually calmed down and took this information to heart.

The "Hermit" Cattleya was touched by Derrick's mention of the "Giant King's Court", and talked to everyone about the huge collective dream in the ruins of the God War, and the huge dream that appeared in the dream and was soaked in the dusk light. Buildings.

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Edward walked into the Queen's palace, holding a newspaper in his hand and a pastry, walking through the crowd towards the depths, like a gentleman visiting someone else's home.

He strolled in the palace for a while and admired the human bones and feather decorations on the walls. There was a painter working in the corridor. The spirit lifted him up. He was suspended in mid-air, holding a paint tray and repainting the prayer on the ceiling. The mythical history of the Lang Empire, human beings and lifelike living corpses are repairing and placing some precious cultural relics that were brought out from the Governor's Mansion that have not been taken away. The servants and servants are busy in an orderly manner.

The "God of Death" path is strictly hierarchical, and many places require sufficient identity and strength to go to. For most people, the area they are in now is all the places they can go.

The palace was very lively on the whole. After all, it was the new political center. Most of the people passing by were middle-rank people. Occasionally, one or two demigods with a large number of spiritual bodies could be seen passing by. These senior officials were discussing the announcement of the restoration of the country. days, and the declaration of breaking away from Loen Colony.

Edward walked around and after admiring the cultural features of the Balam Empire, he walked to a balcony of the palace.

The southern continent has a suitable climate and lush vegetation, but flowers rarely appear in Bailang's culture. The reason is very simple. The nobles' high sequence as the "god of death" path will affect the surrounding life forms, and it is difficult for flowers to survive in the gardens of the nobles. , even if someone takes care of it, the flowering period will be shortened by more than half. Coupled with the warm and humid climate in Balam, flowers did not become luxury goods because they were difficult to cultivate. Instead, they returned to the countryside and flourished. Nobles began to pursue colorful feathers and gold that symbolized the gods.

The balcony has been completed and glass has been installed. The sky has not yet completely darkened, and the May sun is shining warmly on people.

A table and two chairs were set up on the balcony. A lady with bronze skin, deep features, black and straight eyebrows, and a typical Southern Continent appearance was sitting at the table. Her beautiful appearance had a cold and sharp beauty. .

"The Pale Queen", Shia Palenque Eggers.

Edward walked over and sat down in the empty seat naturally. He put the newspaper and cakes he was carrying on the small round table in the middle and said curiously:

"Do you mind if I comment on your appearance?"

Sia Eggers, who was not sitting behind a gauze curtain or wearing a veil, replied: "It doesn't matter."

"It's somewhat similar to Azik Eggers." Edward said, looking at the other person's appearance and light brown eyes, "What do you want from me? You just want to trouble me to bring you a newspaper, right? ?”

Shia Eggers didn't speak. He stretched out his hand, took away the rolled newspaper, slowly and dignifiedly removed the rope, and unfolded it, as if opening a valuable gift. He carefully read and re-read the first article on the front page of the newspaper, and then read all the other relevant reports in the newspaper. Time passed quietly, and the sun fell on him, casting a shadow on his face. The corners of his mouth seemed to be slightly raised, but they seemed not to be at all.

After a long time, the subjugated queen put down the newspaper and said softly:

"I am very happy."

"How did she die?"

Edward picked up the snacks that appeared out of thin air on the small round table and recalled: "I didn't do anything, I just sent her back to her father, and then she died."

"It's really good, I'm even a little envious."

Shia Eggers said in a sighing voice: "If I met her, I would choose to show her and all her subordinates' heads to the public, but they will not die. Their heads will be hung on the city wall to dry. , their bodies will be driven by me to become living corpses, and one day when I get tired of them, they will be buried under the city as the foundation, and they will never be able to escape forever."

"Perhaps you don't mind listening to me talk a little bit. I once used a false identity to go to the national museums of Intis, Loen and Feysac. Placed there are the crowns belonging to my father, the dowry of my mother, and ancestors. My heritage and everything familiar in the palace. They are only separated from me by a thin layer of glass, but I may never be able to take them back. My motherland, my home, they took away everything from me and destroyed it. Remove our culture and art, leaving only the bloody and brutal parts, and then tell everyone that we only have a bloody and brutal culture. We believe in evil gods, advocate living sacrifices, and the people have no life, so they deserve to die. They brought civilization, Save us."

"If we have nothing but human sacrifice and blood, what is the exhibit they looted?"

The path has taken away almost all the emotions that a living person should have, but hatred has already become a belief and will only become more intense.

"I also feel sorry for the ruined culture." Edward said sincerely, "But more often than not, like now, I am just an unsympathetic devil who takes money to do things."

"By the way, many people in Intis are actually relieved, because they maintain the republic, but they have been worried that Russell's descendants will come back to seize power. Bernadette is dead, they are happy, He took the initiative to help me hide my identity and even gave me a lot of extra money."

Shia smiled:

"It's great. If Bernadette Gustave hadn't died long ago in history, this event should even be celebrated."

After some small talk, He brought the topic onto the right track:

"How much did you get from Bernadette's legacy? I acquired all the extraordinary items and characteristics of the 'Death' path."

Edward showed a smile, and handed over the list he had already prepared, and said: "Bernadette has in her hand the legacy of Emperor Balam, a sealed artifact of sequence one."

Shia Eggers was slightly startled, and then said: "It's actually in her hands."

"That's right."

Edward flipped his hand and took out the human-faced "Pale Death" and laid it flat on the table very generously. He did not worry at all that it would be taken away by the "Pale Queen" opposite, because it was only a one-to-one model.

Therefore, Shia Eggers put the newspaper back on the table, picked up this solemn and cold human face, and stared at this face with deep eyes.

Although it was just a model, he seemed to see his dead father again. He saw that when the owner of this face was still alive, he was responsible for the sacrifice of the god of death, smiling at his young self, handling the affairs of the country, and heroically Fighting for the Balam Empire.

Then, these images disappeared, leaving only a stiff and mutilated corpse lying in front of him. The face was gouged out, the clothes and armor were stripped clean, and they were lying among the corpses of the fallen troops. Only by blood can we be sure that this is the emperor of the Balam Empire.

It has nothing to do with right or wrong, good or evil, just strength and victory or defeat.

The Balam Empire and the Highland Kingdom are weak, so the southern continent is wrong and the northern continent is right.

My father is weaker than your father. My father will be cast aside when he dies, but your father is great and glorious.

"Bernadette Gustave..."

Another lost princess whispered like a snake in the heart of the current "Pale Queen".

"Your father took away the parents and children of so many people in our country. Now that your and your father's lives have been taken away, I just want to laugh. You'd better not have any complaints."

Of course the dead are silent.

The Queen gently lowered her face, her expression as calm as an iceberg that will never melt, and asked: "For the same price, I may need to snatch the sequence one characteristic of 'prisoner' or 'criminal' for you in exchange for this characteristic. Legacy.”

"That's right."

"Currently, I know a clue, but neither you nor I have the ability to get it." Shia Eggers added, "Therefore, when necessary, I hope to use this clue in exchange for a use of this item. Chance."

Edward perfected this condition: "If I haven't obtained the characteristics you mentioned by then, there will be no problem."

"What if I use that opportunity to snatch away that characteristic?"

"Then get the best of both worlds."

"Okay, do you want to swear?"

The devil touched his chin: "Having been in business for so long, I naturally believe in your personality. But if you don't believe me..."

Edward reached out and rummaged through the collection cabinet, took out a golden lamp, put it on the table, and said with a smile: "Then let's use it as a middleman!"

Shia Eggers lowered her gaze and took a few glances at the golden lamp.

"Wishing magic lamp?" He had heard a little bit about the legendary 0-05.

Edward nodded: "Yes, the wishing magic lamp. You and I make a wish on it, even if it leaves a mark. If necessary, you recite my honorable name, and then tell the information, as long as it is true, and promise 'I hope pale' If you wish for your death to appear immediately in my hands, the magic lamp will immediately send you the characteristics. During this period, you cannot accommodate it, and you will definitely return it afterwards."

"Make a wish?" Sia Eggers took a second look at the wishing lamp and said, "I accept."

TBC

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Missing "Prisoner Sequence Characteristics" clue: suspected to be in the Church of the Night headquarters, the Church of Tranquility

Reason: During the war, Siua and the God of War Church besieged the Church of Tranquility.

*The roles are diverse, and so are the positions. Just as you can mourn the death of the Queen of England, you can also cheer that the symbol of colonial rule and imperialism is finally over.