Chapter 269 New Business and New Tasks

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Tingen, inside the Raphael Cemetery.

Although the afternoon sun is quite strong, many places here are still dark and cold.

Leonard was standing in front of a tomb, staring at the stone tablet quietly.

The sun was shining brightly in the sky, and a corner of the cemetery was quiet and cool. Leonard Mitchell suddenly picked up the shovel stuck next to him.

The two piles of soil gradually increased, and the tomb was exposed little by little. Occasionally, people passed by, but they were not aware of it. It seemed that what happened here was just a dream.

Finally, Leonard gave up the shovel, leaned down, stretched out his hands, and grasped the edge of the coffin lid.

With a sudden force, he opened the heavy wooden cover and found that the thick and long iron nails had fallen off at some point, and there was nothing in the dark coffin.

Nothing at all!

Leonard kept his body half-bowed and watched this scene quietly, without making any additional movements for a long time, as if he had turned into a stone statue.

…

a few hours ago.

In the "East Balam Veterans Officers Club".

"...This is a place full of glory. I deeply admire your efforts in East Balam." Klein looked at Congressman Macht while wearing a badge with numbers on the back, "If I want to contribute to this place, Who should I go to to make a contribution?”

Councilor Macht pointed at the girl at the front desk and said:

“Just give it to her.

"She'll record it and post it on the bulletin board over there."

Klein nodded gently and said:

"OK."

He immediately turned his head and asked Richardson, the valet, to take out the 500 pounds in cash he had prepared.

After the donation, Klein followed Congressman Macht through the ornately decorated hall and came to a room that looked like a living room, while his valet Richardson was left in the lounge outside, where there were snacks, black tea and coffee.

In the small room, Klein met five retired or active military officers under Macht's introduction. Apart from a certain member of the House of Commons, the one with the highest status was Calvin, whose epaulettes read Army Colonel. He is currently working at the Loon Ministry of Defense. The exact position is unknown.

As far as Klein knows, if there are quasi-high-level colonels in the military, they are most likely Extraordinary, and they are likely to be in the mid-sequence!

Macht, Calvin and others soon started chatting. Klein did not forcefully interrupt and listened to their exchanges carefully, occasionally chiming in a word or two.

In such a relaxed and leisurely atmosphere, Calvin suddenly turned his head, looked at Dawn Dantès and said:

"I heard that you used to be active in West Balam?"

The colonel had a donkey face, but it was not funny at all, and his eyes were quite deep.

Klein responded with a smile:

"Yes, it's more chaotic than East Balam."

Calvin laughed when he heard this and said:

"Of course the Intis made too many mistakes there."

He paused and continued to ask:

"How is your relationship with the Intis people there?"

Klein didn’t quite understand the other party’s purpose, so he bit the bullet and said:

"It's okay, they're all greedy."

In fact, he didn't know any of them. He only heard Anderson mention a few names and corresponding deeds.

Calvin nodded and asked another question:

"Are you familiar with the tribe and the resistance there?"

"...the acquaintance part." Klein responded vaguely. Although the resistance forces are the Rose School and the Church of Death, the Dark Saint said that the "War Angel" went to support him, and the "War Angel" Medici did meet him...

Army Colonel Calvin said:

"In order to protect the interests of the country, our soldiers are fighting against the armies of the Balam Empire in the distant lands of the south. However, the greedy and weak people in Intis are appeasing the notorious Highland Resistance Army and their cult organizations. It is really It’s so embarrassing.”

Another officer couldn't help but scolded:

"Those slutty bastards don't have half the qualities of a soldier!"

"Do you think that after our troops retreat, they can escape expulsion and war? It is really foolish."

This is the reason why the lips are dead and the teeth are cold... When the aboriginal people and the resistance army unite, the army of the northern continent is unable to present a united front, so they may be defeated one by one. At first, Loen has two true gods, and Intis also has two Bit……

Klein listened silently, chimed in a few words from time to time, and figured out some of the current situation. Then when several officers were tired of scolding and took a break, he asked very seriously:

"Soldiers are working hard on the front line. Thanks to them, I can live a relatively peaceful life, enjoy food and dances. Sir, what can I do to help them?"

At this time, Calvin's mood had calmed down. He smiled, picked up the red wine, and took a sip.

During this process, no one else, including Congressman Macht, spoke.

Putting down the wine glass, Calvin looked at Dwayne Dantès again and said:

"Your character is admirable."

"It's like this. Our young people are working hard in the southern continent where the climate is hot, the environment is bad, and the conditions are backward. As elders, it is natural that we should give them some help and materials."

"Haha, this matter was led by a noble lady who cared about the safety of the soldiers. Originally, it was just a few families who wanted to send something to their juniors, but I didn't expect that more and more people were involved, and it was not until now that we finally Finished."

"It contains important daily necessities, food that reminds people of home, and priceless treasures such as letters full of concern from family members. The quantity is huge. We are a little worried about entrusting it to the country's maritime postal service or the comprador company of the southern continent. . I wonder if you are willing to help us and send these not expensive but precious enough items to the soldiers on the front line through your connections. Of course, there is a certain risk in this matter. If you are caught in the Southern Continent, We will only try to redeem items for the juniors.”

This... before Bailang announced the restoration of the country, the Southern Continent had always been a comfortable and gold-plated place to make money. As long as he casually attacked tribes and rebels, he could add luster to his resume. The juniors of these officers must also be there...

Now that the war breaks out, the younger generations of their family are also in danger. Ask me about my connections in the resistance army, maybe I am planning to get the younger generations of my family back and save their lives... Although I am not familiar with Xibailang at all, in There are not many connections there, but I can know the battle situation in advance through the members of the Aurora Society there, arrive when it is safe, deliver the items and leave... There is not much to gain from this matter, (to others) There is still a certain degree of danger, but if it is successfully completed, Dwayne Dantès will suddenly gain a huge amount of favor in Loen's upper class...

Klein's heart moved, and he deliberately showed joyful and contradictory emotions:

"I have never done anything similar, but if I can help them, I am very willing to try."

Calvin laughed and said:

“There’s no need to rush into making a decision, it’s an important matter and deserves serious consideration.”

"Just tell Macht your answer within this week."

Klein secretly breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and nodded:

"OK."

Time returns to the present.

In the factory of the Aurora Society.

Klein found a seat in the Dark Saint's office and sat down. The latter was talking to Miss Maria, whom he happened to know.

Maria's appearance really shocked Klein. During the Capin incident, he had pity on the head of the charity foundation branch who had most likely been infiltrated by Aurora Society undercover agents, but he didn't expect that he would lead the rebellion.

"Does that sealed object tend to kill the user? It doesn't matter, I can block it... the teleportation distance won't be too far, the coordinates are this." Maria took out a piece of paper from the pocket of her coat. A simple map, some distance away from the mouth of the Tasoke River, "Our ship will stop here. As long as everything goes well, we can move all the children away soon..."

122 children need to be transferred, which is actually a bit too much.

Even if these children line up in a long line and walk through the door one by one, it will take a while. Moreover, this sealed object also has the negative effect of "randomly killing the user" and cannot be used for a long time, otherwise the negative effect will become stronger and stronger. .

"If you divide them into groups of 10-15 people, they will need to be transferred about twelve times, and you will need to accompany them every time, otherwise the children will be easily attacked by the sealed objects."

"I have no problem, I can take turns protecting with other extraordinary people..."

"It will take about two hours..."

Klein was thinking about the supplies that Calvin and other officers wanted to pass through him, and did not intend to get involved in this matter.

After a while, Maria and the Dark Saint finished talking about the matter and sat aside to rest. The Dark Saint stamped the document and put it away, shouting:

"X, it's your turn."

"How did you obtain it? Can you tell me directly?"

Klein stood up, glanced at Maria and Mr. Z, and said nonchalantly:

"Can."

"I obtained the recipe for 'Sailor' Sequence 4."

He still remembered that a long time ago, when a bounty was placed on the life of Ambassador Baker Lang, Mr. A made two demands: one was ten thousand pounds, and the other was "Manipulator", "Undark One", "Disaster Priest" and " The magic potion formula of "Prophetist" can be used even if it is incomplete.

The Dark Saint was a little moved, and then refused:

"It's great to see you're thinking about the organization, but we've filled out the recipe for adjacent pathways."

What?

Adjacent pathways? In other words, all four of these items have been completed? !

Klein almost popped his eyes out - when he thought about it carefully, it had indeed been more than half a year since Mr. A sought the formula - he controlled his facial features that wanted to run around, and smiled as usual, as if he didn't care at all, and said lightly explain:

"What about Sequence 4 of the 'Lawyer' path?"

Thank you, "Black Emperor Card"!

It's amazing, he actually obtained two demigod-level formulas...

The Dark Saint leaned back slightly, gradually understanding why the other party could become the Lord's favored one. Maria, who was resting on the sofa on the other side, also raised her head suddenly.

There was a lustful light in her eyes, but soon it disappeared. Maria, who had only digested one-third of the Sequence 5 potion and had no money or opportunity to collect materials, laughed to herself and continued to do what she was doing.

The Dark Saint was moved. Like the 'Arbiter', these two paths monopolized by the royal family can only be found in Sequence 9 and Sequence 8 in the outside world. The Pilgrimage Sect only has the first five sequences, which is already quite rare. Perhaps "Leader" Edward Vaughn would know, but no one dared to ask, and it would be difficult for the Aurora Society's power to penetrate Loen's national intelligence agency. Even if you don't use this formula very much, you can still dismantle it into incomplete versions and sell it bit by bit to other organizations and other wild Beyonders to gain profits.

He was somewhat interested and asked in a low voice:

"The complete formula? Are there any other sequences? An incomplete one is also fine."

"What I got is the complete Sequence 4 formula. The name of the potion is 'Fallen Earl'. There is nothing else for the time being." Klein thought for a while and planned not to sell the other Sequence formulas for the time being. He would sell one first to see the price.

The Fallen Earl... Maria whispered this name, her heart moved and she felt that it had nothing to do with her.

Analyzing this potion name according to the "playing method", this should really be a count, with similar identity, status and majesty, or at least be closely related to the name "count" in the minds of the public - she How could a member of a secret organization and the head of a charitable foundation become such a person?

Even if we go to the Southern Continent and start shaping this identity now, it will take at least several years to initially stabilize the image.

It seemed that the demigod and himself were destined to have little hope. Maria adjusted her mentality well prepared.

Klein took out a pen and started writing the formula. The Dark Saint took a gold seal and hung it on the formula paper that Klein handed over.

Infused with spirituality, he stamped the seal solemnly and slowly. The seal glowed with golden light and printed a golden pattern on the paper.

"Real and effective."

The Dark Saint put away the seal and looked at Klein with some joy between his brows:

"You can choose a reward. Your formula can be exchanged for at least 30,000 gold pounds, but this fund needs to be turned around. If you choose gold pounds, it will take about a week to get it."

A huge sum of money, the demigod formula is indeed priceless. But I haven't been short of money recently, and I don't need to make frequent donations to the Church of the Night as before. The tens of thousands of pounds I have on hand are completely enough to maintain the rich man's personality and daily expenses.

"Can it be exchanged for spiritual materials?" Klein asked.

The Dark Saint nodded: "Yes, but I need to identify the rarity of the material you want."

Klein immediately recalled his formula in his mind - the main materials were the main eye of the trickster monster, the real soul of the spiritual world predator, the auxiliary materials were 200 ml of the trickery monster's blood, and 30 ml of the spirit world predator's dust. Grams, 10 grams of red birch bark, a section of golden grapevine, and a finger-sized homemade rubber mask—he asked tentatively:

"A trickster?"

"Trickster." The Dark Saint read the name once. He looked at the bookshelf. An old book on the bookshelf automatically flew up and fell into his hand, and the pages turned back with a clatter.

"An extraordinary creature that can imitate the appearance of other creatures. It is highly aggressive, but it is at the mid-sequence level and is rare... Is this what his path requires? Mr. Z said that he should have a high level of disguise, so It seems that it is due to the special potion and method, rather than relying on extraordinary items or one’s own camouflage technology..."

The Dark Saint read through the introduction to "Tricksters" in this notebook at a glance, made a preliminary judgment on the value of this extraordinary creature, and then said to Klein:

"A normal trickster monster is equivalent to a Sequence 5 Beyonder. It is rare in number and difficult to capture."

"I will search from warehouses in various regions first. I can't give you an answer right away."

There seems to be hope. The Aurora Society's family background is not inferior to that of the Church. It would be great if they could just find one main material and one auxiliary material... Klein showed a smile from the bottom of his heart, the corners of his mouth raised slightly and said :"OK."

Then, Klein thought for a moment and said in the calm yet arrogant tone of "Mr. X":

"Your Majesty the Saint, if I need to go to the Southern Continent to complete some private commissions, can I hire a guide from the organization?"

Klein believes that secret organizations definitely don't mind members going out to do private work. Being able to do so is an affirmation of the members' strength. If it is done, it will definitely gain more reputation for the organization - of course, it may also need to give the organization some share.

"First come and sign and seal."

The Dark Saint quickly drafted a contract, wrote down the terms of exchange between the two parties, and added, "If there is no trickery monster, it will be replaced with other items that Mr. X needs." Klein took two steps forward and after confirming that there were no loopholes in the contract, he nodded, took half a step back, and waited for the Dark Saint to seal it with the golden seal.

Don't want to sign? I don’t plan to make a mark. Can I even change my fingerprints? The Saint of Darkness had a calm expression on his face, stamped a golden mark on the corner of the contract with his seal, and then put it into the document bag.

Then, he answered Klein’s question:

"His Excellency the great 'War Angel' is preaching the power of the Lord on the South Main Road. If you need it, I can introduce the soldiers of the 'War Red' and the extraordinary men of the Iron-Blooded Cross to guide you."

Is this equivalent to directly approaching the rebels? I will be very safe, but this will make it difficult to distribute items to Loen's soldiers, and the religious "Red of War" should not let Loen in the army go because of Dwayne Dantès. A noble child...Klein thought for a few seconds and declined politely:

"Sir, I am not going to intervene in the war."

The Dark Saint understood what he meant and said: "You may need someone who is familiar with the situation at sea and in the cities of the southern continent. I will contact her first, and you need to tell me the approximate time of action."

she? Klein felt a little strange, and he nodded in agreement: "Okay."

"correct."

The Dark Saint reminded: "Don't forget the responsibilities the Lord has given you."

Support the survivors of the Eastern Continent... Frank's mushrooms and the face of "The Sun" appeared in Klein's mind, and he nodded seriously.

After supplementing some details with the Dark Saint, Klein returned to No. 160 Berklund Street with satisfaction and took back the paper man substitute sitting in the study reading the newspaper.

Then, he finished his dinner as usual, rested, then took a bath, washed, and went to bed.

In the middle of the night, Klein suddenly woke up from his dream and saw himself sitting in the living room as Dwayne Dantès. A young man with black hair, green eyes, and red gloves was holding the window frame with his hands. Turned in.

…

Edward walked on the red sea, and the circular ripples under his feet continued to spread outward.

He stepped on the dead demon's spine, passed through the ribs spread out like a tunnel, and pressed the brim of his hat against the white sun in the sky.

The sea of ​​blood vibrated, as if the volcanoes below were erupting one after another, and a huge tsunami was brewing. The white sun blinked, and the skeletons in the sea of ​​blood that seemed to have been dead for thousands of years opened their decaying mouths and drank from the sea of ​​blood. Unfold the shrunken remaining flesh!

Edward looked down at his feet.

The sharp claws from the abyss grabbed him from under the sea. The height of human beings was only as high as the nails on them, but Edward looked at them like humans looking at the ants under their feet.

He grabbed the sky with one hand, and the white sun exploded on the spot like a crushed eyeball, plunging the world into endless darkness. The other hand used a stick to point across the sea in the direction of the resurgence of the giant skeletons, and the brewing tsunami disappeared quietly as if it was being strangled by the throat. The end of the cane has not touched the monsters under the sea. Their bones are like a piece of paper being slowly crumpled into a ball. They make a shattering sound as if they are overwhelmed, and are crushed bit by bit from the fingertips down. Broken into black powder in the shape of bones.

The sea of ​​blood surged, and they disappeared one after another in the waves.

Edward continued to walk forward, and a huge and ferocious monster emerged from the sea of ​​blood, but only stopped in front of him.

"Won't you let me pass, dear Mother Tree of Desire?"

Edward took off his hat and held it to his chest, with a gentle smile on his lips. It's like visiting the owner or attending a funeral.

"You are already weakening, I can see it. You can't stop me, and I can see Farbuti's fate."

"He's going to die."

"Soon, soon - one month, two months?"

"You're about to lose to me."

TBC

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The plot of this volume is basically boring...