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Agaritu looked at the confiscated chart, which marked the safe route with a red line, and at the corners of the map there were many markings, such as "Avoid the island when you see it", "Sleep immediately when it gets dark", "Always be awake...... This is a very complete drawing, and it is a good thing to solve the urgent need.

He flipped to another one, a treasure map, the paper so old that it looked like it could crack at any moment. The road sign points to the southeast, and a small area is marked with the word "treasure" in the ancient giant language, which looks like it is all the way.

The captured adventurers have already handed over everything and are nervously watching the "Immortal King" in the distance under the blade of the demon sailor, and if the other party is not satisfied, the next one who should sacrifice his life and soul should be his own.

After thinking about it for a while, the "Immortal King" made a decision.

He wants to take these extraordinary beings with him, and the "Death Number" needs building materials and guinea pigs.

……

"Met a treasure hunter at sea? Uh-huh, I know that it's okay to catch it as a building material or a guinea pig, they have a safe route at hand, and they know a lot of ways to dodge? Okay, I think it's okay to think about the treasure map...... Okay, okay, I know, I know, I'll send you your location when I go back, and the authority to give you is very high, you can do whatever you want, I'm busy, so hang up. ”

Edward hurriedly finished the internal call, turned to Mirela and smiled impeccably:

"What are you here for?"

Mirela dared not speak in anger, bowed her head again, and said respectfully, "Her Majesty wants to know how the last commission went. ”

"The Governor's business?"

Edward quickly flipped through his memories. The "Lookless Puppet" has excellent learning ability, and has learned to play through his own efforts, from jumping out of the first word by word to being able to write a summary fluently in the tone of Rune's upper nobles, and no longer needs any polish. So Edward read very easily:

"It's progressing well, they've just passed through the island of Medium Range and have about three days left to reach the port of Byron. The demigod general who accompanied the army officially boarded the ship, and the expectations within your Spirit Order were disappointed. ”

Mirela nodded contemplatively: "Then Your Highness, how about their damage?" ”

Edward reached out and poured himself a cup of tea, but put it back on the table with a polite smile after seeing the thick layer of spices and seasonings underneath the tea. Ignoring this small detail, Edward continued:

"This time the team consisted of 530 people, and my men digested 30 of them in the first few days, and then they were all cleaned up by the demigods because they were exposed. Then it digested 50 people before the demigods officially boarded the ship, and the demigods were very confident in themselves, and they were not familiar with servants and sailors, and did not find out, and the number of people who were digested was steadily expanding. If all goes well, it is expected that by the time of landing in three days, all but a few commanders and the demigod general will be digested by my men. ”

"Forgive me, your subordinates?"

"That's right."

"But you just used 'it.'"

"No problem. If it can successfully complete this task and come to me, it will be 'him'. Edward smiled disappreciatively, "It just so happens that I'd like to know, are there any low-order traits or materials for the 'Fortune Teller' path in the Spirit Order?" ”

Mirela thought for a moment and replied cautiously, "I'm not in charge of the seals, but if you want to know, I'll ask the person in charge internally. ”

"Okay, then I'll trouble you, there's no rush in this matter."

Thinking of the Empress's message, Mirela stiffened her head and spoke cautiously: "Please forgive me again for being abrupt, if ...... Digestion is a little lacking, how many people are you going to put on Byron land? ”

"In this regard, I still believe in my own vision."

Mirela was shocked: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to ......"

"Haha...... Don't be nervous, believe in the spirit of my contract, I am always willing to spend 10% of my effort to fulfill the customer's request. Unimpressed, Edward reached out and made a downward motion, pressing Mirela back to her seat, who wanted to get up and apologize.

She smiled gently, "I understand your uneasiness, but my remedies will change depending on what the guest thinks." So, has the Order decided how to deal with a diplomatic incident like the accidental death of the Governor? ”

"Thank you for your magnanimity......" Mirela wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and spoke more carefully, "I have no right to know about this matter, perhaps you need to talk to Her Majesty the Empress." ”

The demon was still smiling: "So what do you think of the riot in the city, the governor being shot, and the bones gone?" ”

"Thus put it this way, the months of fighting have given rise to many disgraceful evils in the city of Aldra, and many arms dealers and arms dealers, who are making a fortune from the war, do not want the war to end there, so one day they let the governor disappear in public...... In this way, you can largely circumvent the impeachment of Rune's side, and instead shift the blame to the Governor's guard for the unfavorable protection, or even bite back. ”

"......" that sounds perfect.

"The Spirit Order is secretly cooperating with the Rose Sect, right? Tell me where Siea is, and I'll help you get the governor to die a natural death. ”

In the face of the thoughtful and free advice of his collaborator, the cold sweat on Mirela's forehead began to rise again, he lowered his head, and said in a calm voice: "I beg your pardon, I have no right to make decisions on this matter, and Her Majesty looks forward to further discussions with you." ”

Edward could also see that he could not be the master, and the purpose was only to get him to give a message to the Pale Empress.

For the Pale Empress, apart from the low-order "don't make deals with demons" potential consensus (to be honest, Edward felt that this consensus was a bit too serious, and demons weren't interested in everything), as long as they were willing to let the Rose School continue to muddy the waters in the Southern Continent, it didn't matter whether the collaborator was himself or Siea.

"Whatever you think, I'm better, right? Of course, if Thea Eggers is a coward, it's better to be Siea......"

Seeing off a sweaty Mirera, Edward sat in the room for a while, choosing to go out for a walk.

Downstairs, she saw the innkeeper's little daughter sitting in the waiting area of the hall, with a brand new roll of newspaper on the coffee table in front of her. Seeing that the familiar gentleman was coming, the little girl immediately ran over happily with the newspaper and handed it to Edward as if she were offering a treasure.

Edward crouched down, gently touched her head, and smiled, "You have learned the words I taught you yesterday?" ”

The little girl nodded vigorously and said in a babydoll-sounding but standard rune, "Learned, sir!" ”

As she spoke, she handed over her vocabulary book, which she had bound with a few sheets of white manuscript paper, and Edward flipped through it, only to see that it was neatly filled with Rune words, and every stroke of the word was made with great effort, leaving deep marks on the next page.

"You're a very smart kid." Edward noticed the proprietress who was secretly looking over from behind the counter, and said in a somewhat regretful tone, "If you are in Rune, you will definitely be able to become a good student, and you will become a decent female teacher or clerk in the future." ”

"It's a pity that you were born here."

The proprietress is a woman from the southern continent with soft and beautiful facial features, and the owner of the inn is a merchant from the northern continent, so their hotel is located in a safe urban area, and it is relatively wealthy and decent.

God has always been willing to favor intelligent children who are eager to learn and know that they should give something in exchange for knowledge. She pinched the little girl's face, took the newspaper, and stood up: "But I'm going out now, and I'll teach you when I come back, you can think about what you want to learn today." ”

Bidding farewell to the studious little girl, Edward walked out of the inn and into the bustling streets of West Bailang.

The streets are full of people, and there are people from the southern and northern continents. It was once the main area of the Northern Continent's cultural shock, but it still retains a considerable part of its own cultural traditions, and many people sit in coffins on the streets, and the meaning of death can be seen everywhere.

"Well, South American civilizations, Aztecs and Maya, poetic death......" Edward didn't go to the coffin, these things she had experienced all once hundreds of years ago and was tired of seeing. She walked around the street, then took out the newspaper and took a casual look:

"The Beloved New Governor is on the Throne of a War-torn City"

The city where he temporarily lived was very close to the war-torn Aldra, and the steam train only took three hours, making it a relatively prosperous and medium-sized colonial city with a value of capture.

Edward thought for two seconds and had a plan to pass the time.

She walked into a department store owned by a Northern Continenter, bought a lot of cooking oil and rice noodles, and asked the Northern Continenter clerk, who secretly made a big deal, "Is there any other food that is easy to preserve?" ”

The clerk in the Northern Continent was happy to do more business, and immediately said, "Yes, sir, there are many pickled dried meats and vegetables. ”

"Okay." Edward nodded, "Give me a box of dried meat." ”

When the clerk turned to the counter, she turned to another clerk who was putting items on the shelves, "I want to buy as many medicines as I can." Like alcohol, bandages, painkillers, hemostats, anti-inflammatories, etc., please bring me some. ”

The female clerk was stunned for a moment, quickly stopped what she was doing, and walked to the other side in agreement.

At this time, the male clerk who originally looked like a northern continent also came back, and he listened to Edward's detailed request, and suddenly felt a little chill in his back, and cautiously leaned over and asked, "Sir, are you going to go on a long trip?" ”

Edward glanced at him vigilantly, looked left and right a few times, and asked in a low voice, "Are you from the Northern Continent?" ”

The clerk hurriedly nodded: "Yes, yes, I'm from Intis." ”

Edward sighed and whispered, "For the sake of my fellow countrymen, I don't want to say much...... I can only tell you that the Southern Continent will soon be not peaceful, so if you have a little money, you should go and prepare some food and gold, and it is best to hold a ticket in your hand at any time. ”

The appearance of the gentleman of the Northern Continent was too credible, and the clerk's face turned half white, and he stammered: "Ah! But does that mean that a new governor of Rune is coming? I heard that the Restoration Congress has already withdrawn its troops outside the city......"

"Where did you hear that? This is not the case at all! Actually, Run—" Edward's voice was a little louder, she immediately shut down, and waited until all the curious glances cast around her disappeared before continuing to speak, her tone was already a little bad, "I'll just say so much, some of the big people don't want it to end like this, it's going to be unsafe here soon...... For the sake of your fellow countrymen, I kindly remind you of this sentence, it doesn't matter if you listen to it or not. Is my box of dried meat ready? ”

The clerk hurriedly apologized, but Edward didn't intend to say another word, and after settling the bill, he used a carriage to transport all the things away, and soon disappeared from the sight of many inquirings.

The clerk began to wonder what to do, and his uneasy appearance attracted other colleagues to ask why, and rumors began to circulate in a small area. Edward then went from shop to shop, spreading rumors in a variety of guises, with different informs and hints.

When it was almost dark, Edward, who had been busy all afternoon, returned to the hotel where he lived, and the proprietress was sitting in the waiting area to play with her daughter.

"Good evening, Mr. Vaughn." The proprietress smiled kindly, "Have you had dinner?" The kitchen has brought in some fresh mushrooms and meat, so be sure to let me know if you need it. ”

"Thank you, you are a thoughtful lady." Edward replied gently, "It's a blessing that I haven't had dinner yet. Your grilled fish with orange juice is delicious, and a mushroom soup is even better. ”

"Okay, okay." Thinking that this generous guest wanted to be stingy with tips, the proprietress walked happily to the kitchen.

As she passed by the door of the hotel, she heard dense footsteps and anxious shouts outside, as if there were many people running and talking in the street, and she curiously and nervously opened the door and glanced at it, only to see that there were more people coming and going outside in a hurry, far more than usual. Under the gloomy sky, people were carrying more or less food and supplies, and kept whispering something.

The proprietress smelled a hint of uneasiness in this strange and panicked atmosphere, and she closed the door tightly, ready to wait for her husband to come back and ask what was going on outside.

The little girl, who was writing on the coffee table in the hall, raised her head, listened to the direction of the door, and then giggled and made a gesture:

"Bang!"

Edward smiled, unimpressed by the sporadic gunshots outside, touched the little girl's head, and said gently, "Write with peace of mind." Write these words correctly, and I'll treat you to beef jerky. ”

Tempted by this delicious snack, the little girl's eyes lit up and she continued to write with great energy.

After a few abrupt gunshots, a fire rose somewhere. The crowd is buzzing, and the chaos is spreading out in an orderly manner.

465

“…… Well, that's the final decision. ”

Under the lightning in the sky, in the pitch black world, the Council of Six ended the meeting.

After the chief made the final choice, at this time, a full cycle had passed since the arrival of the guests.

All the elders were silent, and the future of Silver City turned into an invisible burden weighing heavily on the hearts of all of them.

In the future without light, they don't know if such a decision is the right one, but they all seem to see the times rolling in.

The chief looked around and read out the final outcome of the discussion:

"I'm going to go five hundred meters outside of Silver City alone to meet with the guests from outside."

"I will be solely responsible for all the negotiations."

"I will not carry any extraordinary items to prevent accidents from happening, and they will become a sharp blade against Silver City."

It was his own choice, and even though several of the other elders continued to advise the Chief to carry at least one extraordinary item to save his life, Colin Lyat refused their interest and kindness, and did not let anything other than his own characteristics go unnoticed.

"If something happens to me, Silver City will immediately go to the highest level of defense."

"The next Chief will be nominated by the five of you, and I will leave behind the secrets that have only been circulated by each Chief Chief, but I will have to wait for the new candidates to be confirmed before I can browse them."

"Ladies and gentlemen, do you have any objections?"

The elders spoke in unison: "There is no objection. ”

The chamber then fell silent.

After a few seconds of silence, it was Colin Rinriat who broke the heaviness of the panic. He looked at a burly elder and calmly gave the order:

"Waite Silmon. Now, together with Barrett, head to the base of the Round Tower, activate the seal, the Crown of Glory, and keep it activated after I'm out of the city to defend against possible attacks. ”

The burly elder, with a reflection on the top of his head, and another elder, who was relatively thin but more than two meters two, stood up at the same time, saluted the chief, and then stepped out of the line and left the conference room.

The candle burned slowly, and one order after another was given. The Council of Six is the best in Sequence 5 except for the three demigods, and is enough to deal with all contingencies except for the most critical city defenses. They were ordered to depart one after another, carrying the candles in front of them to their intended posts, and into the darkness became farther and farther fires.

Finally, Colin Lyat looked at the silver-curled Lovia, and the two looked at each other, and after a long silence, the aged chief said:

"Lovia."

"Yes." The elder, whose name was called, stood up quietly.

Colin's weather-beaten face was as indestructible as a stone statue: "Protect Silver City." ”

Lovia shook slightly, and whispered, "I am willing to give my life for Silver City." ”

"Sacrifice is never necessary, only by living can there be a future." "Derick Berg is a good boy. ”

Lovia understood the chief's hint, she hugged the skull in her arms, and sighed to accept the order, "I see. ”

In the darkness, the two of them stood still for a long time, and finally left in different directions.

……

A withered wooden stick was stuck in the ground, and a lantern that constantly emitted a warm glow was hung on top of the stick.

The Angel of the Word knelt down under the lantern and used the light source as a symbol of the sun, clasped the cross in both hands, and closed his eyes in prayer.

She knelt on a small piece of clean earth that had been cleared, and there was an air of peace and tranquility around her, and her deep spirituality turned into illusory feathers around her, making her look like she really had the majesty of a mythical angel.

Except for the lightning flashing in the sky and the terrifying monsters that dare not approach in the distance, this scene can be regarded as sacred and beautiful.

After a long prayer, Steper opened his eyes, and his body, which was more than two meters three, turned in the direction of Silver City, and a happy smile appeared on his old and withered face.

"May the brightness of the Lord bless you." The Angel of the Word said kindly, "Come here, Guardian of Silver City. ”

In the darkness, Colin Ngliat, who was holding a torch, slowly approached, his eyes first fell on the lantern hanging high, and then the child's hole shrunk, and from that light he felt a powerful spirituality, which was a very powerful seal!

He didn't know if it was an outsider's deterrent, but when Colin saw the visitor in person, he realized the meaning of the bottomless power. He took a few steps forward to the edge of the light, feeling the warmth, but not closer.

Colin's vigilance was expected by Steven, and she took the initiative to speak like a real elder and struck up a conversation with Colin.

"I know you have a lot of questions, and I'll answer them slowly."

Steven looked wistful: "I am the messenger of the Lord, but I cannot take you away without the Lord's command. ”

"The outside world is a dangerous, terrifying, land dominated by false gods, full of temptations and strife, that will degrade humanity. There are answers to all the things you want to know in this land, and if you dig out all of them, you will understand the Lord's intentions. ”

False Gods...... That is to say, there are humans in the outside world. What kind of world will they live in? Is it as eternal darkness as Silver City? How many people will there be, how many monsters will there be? The humans on the outside world still have the strength of internal strife, proving that the threat to their survival is not too great...... Colin was moved by these words, but he remembered his purpose and calmly asked rhetorically:

"Where is the Emerald City?"

"Hehehe......" Steve smiled hoarsely, his voice filled with endless memories, "Blessed are the people of the Emerald City, loved by the Lord, prosperous and beautiful. From there I ascended into heaven and witnessed it destroyed in sin. Blessed is it, and the Lord's curls are still present at the time of destruction, 1,954 years ago. I'm not a competent guardian, and in this regard, you do better. ”

She hinted at her identity with these words, and unsurprisingly saw the look of surprise and contemplation on Colin's face.

Then she said:

"I have come here to take the divine child who is about to be born and send her back to heaven and to the Lord."

“…… Is she really an 'Angel of Destiny'? ”

Steven gave Colin a surprised look and approving, "Your city-state's tome is well preserved. In some cities, they have forgotten their history, forgotten where they came from, and have become monsters-like beings. ”

"The women of the city-state you are guarding have given birth to His Highness the 'Angel of Destiny' in this life, so that the city-state and the people can be blessed by the Lord. I will wait here for her birth before I take her away. ”

"Is Mother and Child Separated......"

"There is no need to lament what a privilege it is to be the mother of that Highness! In this life, they can live happily without fear of sickness and hunger. Stephen laughed, sincerely praising the great Creator, "It is her privilege that Her Highness the 'Angel of Destiny' will grow by the Lord's side every life, she is the closest angel to the Lord, and has a divinity that is holier than all of us. ”

With that, Steper closed his eyes and prayed in the direction of Silver City with a smile on his face, muttering to himself:

"Your Highness the Honorable Angel of Destiny!"

"Please give me a revelation, give me a guide to my destiny, when shall I take you away and return to the kingdom of God?"

Colin's eyes narrowed, and he stood vigilantly in place, waiting for possible visions and revelations. Based on his understanding of the "Angel of Destiny" obtained in ancient texts and murals, it should be presented in the form of a dream.

The wasteland outside the city fell silent, only the crackling of torches.

After a few hundred heartbeats, Steven looked up in confusion.

- There is no revelation.

TBC

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Ulorius: Ababa.