Chapter 298: Hello Sir, Mr. Give Money
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"Yin Rena, has the letter been sent?"
Hearing the knock on the door and the question, Yin Rena, who was immersed in reading the revised version of the holy scripture, raised her head when she heard the words, revealing a pair of eyes that were as if they were made of pure gold. Clovis, who was standing casually outside the door with his arms crossed, immediately made an expression that was flashed into his eyes, and said with a relaxed smile:
"Looks like you're adjusting well to your promotion, how are you doing?"
Yin Rena smiled reservedly and proudly, put down the pen, leaned on the cushion of the high-backed chair relaxedly, and spoke in a good mood:
"Letters to our distant relatives have been sent, and I have contacted their daughters, and nieces, who are pen pals, noble women of my age. Rune's women are freer and smarter than we are. Probably under the instructions of their elders, they basically talked to me about Rune's current situation and his own property in my correspondence. ”
"What's the catch?"
"At present, there is already a viscount who has vaguely expressed his willingness to give a family estate and company worth 200,000 fergin, hoping to keep a baron title in Intis under the protection of the Montmar family."
"Hehe, that's not enough." Clovis smiled, "The Republic of Intis does not have the power to canonize new nobles, and there is no other way to obtain nobility than to rely on the great nobles!" If you still want to keep the title, let him take another 200,000 Feldin out. ”
Yin Rena responded:
"The others don't have any definite intentions yet, but I heard that there is movement in the Amanda Mountains, and the number of letters should increase during this time. Nothing else—but there was one woman in the scrolls whom I cared about, and an interesting count's daughter, who seemed to have a keen interest in philanthropy, and was seriously involved in it, and I had the strange feeling that she had made a more accurate impression of me by only two replies to me. ”
Clovis raised a little interest: "The extraordinary? Or was it a ghostwriter from one of the earl's aides? ”
"It's not ghostwriting, otherwise you can't write that kind of innocent kindness."
Most adults have a stereotyped understanding of the world, and it is unlikely that the young lady will sway from side to side and struggle with herself. Yin Rena pondered: "She consulted me very seriously in the letter about the operation methods and general standards of the charity industry, maybe she is an extraordinary person, if the Earl's child is interested in the occult, there will be many organizations that will try their best to please her and offer potions with both hands, right?" It may be a low or medium sequence. ”
"She showed only normal sensitivity in her letters, and such behavior may also be a test of me to see if I have malicious intentions or if I am also an extraordinary person."
"Very good at dissecting other people's pathways?" Clovis didn't take it to heart, and nodded very casually, "You can take care of it yourself, I've always been relieved that this kind of thing is left to you." ”
"Anyway, sister, do you still have contact with the highlanders of the Southern Continent? The Council and the Church do not have a clear plan for our Highland colonies at the moment, but I would not advise you to continue working with the Rose School...... What if Intis is unwilling to give up the land? ”
Yin Rena was silent for a moment and sighed softly:
"I know."
"Before the Aurora would occupy Intis, an international charity was needed to increase its influence and secretly give more anchors to the true Creator, but now, the number of anchors is more than enough, and it has occupied the country, and there is basically no need for the Rose School and the Angel of Temperance."
It's not a good thing to cross a river and tear down a bridge, but the Church of the Creator doesn't need to actually cross a river and tear down a bridge.
All it was necessary to promise equal citizenship to the Highlanders, to cooperate as fairly as possible, and to withdraw the garrison.
- or even the garrison does not have to be withdrawn.
"You also know how much of the gold, minerals, and spices circulating in the Intis market come from the Southern Continent."
"Our economy has been hit hard since the Byron Empire stopped exporting minerals and cotton, you know? Although a 50 percent increase will not directly affect our lives, our miserly neighbor, Count Philio, is secretly renting out his idle wasteland to a farmer to reclaim it, collecting local rent for grain and cotton, and alleviating the unemployment frenzy in the city and his own economic situation—have you been maintaining law and order lately? I've heard of frequent robberies in Trier, as well as murders and scams...... If we lose the Highland colony, there is a good chance that the market in Intis will collapse. ”
Clovis shrugged, revealing his opinion that Intis would not give up the Highland colony.
The price of gold has risen, the price of spices has risen, the price of cotton has risen, and the market economy is on the verge of collapse...... For the aristocracy, things were just a little more expensive, but for the middle class and commoners, it was a matter of family life, and although the war had not yet affected Intis, hunger and panic followed.
Yin Rena has a deep understanding of this.
But she also knew another thing, and that was ...... As the Byron Empire minimized exports, a large amount of goods and money flowed to the people of the southern continent, and the popularity of the Church of the Death and the royal family of Eggers was unprecedentedly high.
However, the current laws of the Byron Empire are somewhat mysterious, such as the fact that the living have to serve and die and then serve for a certain number of years according to their previous conditions before returning to the arms of death, which is very breathtaking.
Of course, if the family is ready to give him peace, donate a certain amount of money to the church or the church's property and he can be buried normally. Before a person dies, he can decide whether to leave the body or the spirit body to continue to work through the evaluation of the church, and after his death, his family can also receive half the salary according to the number of years of service of the person's body...... The new laws of the Byron Empire have a touch of humanity in their mystery, and there is nothing obvious wrong with it, except that working with corpses and necromancers is very human.
Oh, and the only bad thing is - the suicide mortality rate of the population at the bottom has increased significantly.
If you can't find a job while you're alive, you'll be a drag on your family, but if you can work normally after you die, then death is truly God's mercy.
“…… Yes. ”
Yin Rena frowned, remembering the annoying and helpless public security incidents.
Although she became the auxiliary priest of the Cathedral of Light, she still lacked qualifications and experience as a team of extraordinary people, so she is still used as a high-level errand event to deal with extraordinary and law and order incidents.
These incidents are simple to say, they are nothing more than the murder of others because of unemployment and hunger, and it is not difficult to deal with them, but the accumulation of negative emotions makes people feel difficult - if a mother sells herself just to give a piece of bread to her child, then she kills the bakery owner who broke her promise and snatches the bread back, then who can really bear to criticize this mother?
"There have been obvious signs of witch activity in Intisri lately." Yin Rena couldn't tell her brother about these things, so she had to change the topic, "The turbulent situation will inevitably be accompanied by the activities of the witch, so you'd better pay attention." ”
Clovis raised his eyebrows:
"I'm very aware that Alyssa and they are all my childhood sweethearts. You should say this to the old marquis and our stupid brother who has been touted for not being able to distinguish between the east and the west. ”
His eyes inadvertently glanced at his sister's table, and he was surprised to find that a letter that the other party was reading actually used the lingua franca of the Northern Continent, he couldn't help but look at it twice, and asked curiously:
"This wasn't written by the nobles of Rune, was it?"
In such cases, the Rune people also communicate with their relatives abroad in the Rune language, rather than the language or lingua franca of another country.
"It's for one of the companions in the Aurora Society." Yin Rena nodded, "He wants to do something in the Southern Continent, and it just so happens that I may need to avoid danger and not contact the Rose School recently, so I introduced him to the Foundation, and he agreed." ”
She burned the letters, straightened her clothes and table, and prepared to get up for dinner.
……
Two days later, Tuesday.
The first joint event of the Tarot Club came to a successful conclusion.
While! While!
Seeing that the cooperation between the two malevolent Bloods was perfected, the church bells rang and Clyan, who had reverted to the appearance of Dawn Dantès, once again walked to the large balcony at 160 Berclund Street and looked out at the Mahert family.
At that moment, a carriage passed by the door of his mansion and drove to the other side of the street.
Huo Ran, Crane's intuition was touched, and a picture appeared in his mind:
A gray mouse was lying on the window of the carriage, leisurely looking at the scenery in the street.
Crane's eyelids twitched slightly, and he suddenly felt a chill. While he had some guesses, he turned back to his bedroom as usual, and asked "Winner" Nyuni to pray to "Poseidon" while he entered the bathroom and headed to Fort Yuan.
Having taken his familiar seat, Crane once again turned his gaze to the carriage heading to 39 Bercolnd Street.
And this time, in the view of the source fort, it was no longer a gray mouse leaning against the glass window to enjoy the scenery of the street, but a young man wearing a silk top hat and a black trench coat.
He had black hair and black eyes, a thin face, a broad forehead, a monocle made of crystal, and a vague smile, as if he were the "blasphemer", the "angel of time", the son of the Creator, Amun!
Although Crane had been mentally prepared, his spirit was also tense, and he felt a chill all over his body.
Then he noticed that after Hazel entered the foyer of his house, a series of transparent worms with twelve links spread out in all directions, entering every corner of Congressman Mahert's house!
This made Crane, who was in charge of the "Poseidon Scepter", feel a tingle on his scalp and think of Pales. Zoroaster's description of Amon's "parasitic" abilities:
Plague-like infection!
He immediately manifested the shadow of "Gelman Sparrow" in the gray mist, prayed earnestly to the "fool", and reported the appearance of Amon. Then, without delay, Crane immediately returned to the real world and walked out of the bathroom.
He was ready to do so, wearing "Wriggling Hunger" in his left hand and a medallion carved from a black gemstone in his right.
He then manipulated the secret puppet of "Winner" Nyuni to make him snap his fingers, jump with flames, and enter the residence of Councillor Mahert at 39 Berklund Street, in the form of Gelman Sparrow.
But at this moment, Crane noticed that Richardson, the male servant in his mansion, staggered up to the second floor, and at a glance saw Enyuni who seemed to be standing indoors with strange hands, and asked anxiously:
"Why are you still standing here? Where did Mr. Dantès go? ”
"The guest who has made an appointment is here, Mr. Butler asks him to wait for a while, I will go to Mr. Dantes, you go and make tea for the guest......"
Guest?
Crane suddenly remembered that there was a meeting with a philanthropist in the Southern Continent today, and at this moment, Richardson seemed to suddenly notice Dawn Dantès standing outside the bathroom door, and at the same time, the spirit line of the "winner" suddenly lost control!
The two valets turned their heads to Crane at the same time, and at the same time took out a monocle from their pockets, wiped it with their cuffs, and put it in their right eye, even the curvature of the corners of their mouths was exactly the same:
"Found you."
The atmosphere in the bedroom suddenly froze, and the "winner" Nyuni, who pinched the monocle, said to himself:
"There are so many anomalies in Flora Jacob's fate, the main one being from this street, which makes me feel very interesting, and it took me some time to discern and find the source, so much so that you waited for so many days."
"That mirror, which I am no stranger to, and who can drive it, who makes it so pleasing to me, I have never seen before, is a really interesting thing, perhaps, I should steal your destiny and see what it is for? Ah yes, you don't know where it came from, it's not simple at all......"
Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly stopped, only to see that Dawn Dantès on the opposite side had suddenly turned into a gray mouse with dirty hair.
The rat lifted its right front paw and pressed its eye socket.
Meanwhile, in the garden at 160 Berlund Street, Gelman Sparrow, a thin-faced, angular, black-haired, brown-haired boy, appeared in the middle of a bunch of moons.
Silently, Amun, who looked like a mixed-race youth, appeared in front of Crane again.
Behind her, a twelve-link transparent worm fell from the third floor and merged into her body.
And at this moment, the earthworms in the soil of the garden, the insects in the trees and plants, and the rats in the shadows and corners came out one after another, either surrounding the place where Gelman Sparrow confronted Amun, or moving away from this area.
A large part of the reason why Crane patiently listened to Amon just now was because he was in a hurry to create a secret couple!
For a "sophist", it is complete to have a secret couple!
Amon still didn't rush to make a move, pinched the monocle that was caught in the deep eye socket, glanced left and right, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth:
"Your actions tend to expose your problems, and for a mentor in the field of fraud, what you just did is enough for me to catch your weaknesses."
"What does it mean that in such a tense and dangerous situation, you have only turned rats, insects, birds, and earthworms into your secret puppets, without considering the housekeepers, maids, and maids in the house? It shows that you have excellent moral standards and still see yourself as human and do not want to hurt them. ”
"Grasp this point, even if my doppelganger level is not as good as you, I can play you to the point of collapse, and I can't do it if I want to die."
As if the words were finished, Amon reached out and pinched her eye sockets again, as if it were one of her signature movements.
Can you even steal the "Spirit Thread"? No, this may also be a deception, a kind of pass-on...... Is the spirit thread in my hand really an animal in the courtyard? Crane's face changed slightly, and he felt indescribable tension for a moment, as if it was not an animal that was caught in his hands, but a living person in his mansion!
"Very well, it seems that I don't need to explain any more, you probably have noticed."
"That's right, I've secretly replaced the spirit thread with your manservant, maids......"
Crane suspected that the other party was just cheating, but his palms sweated uncontrollably, and he didn't dare to bet on whether it was true or not.
"You talk to me so much, it can't be just to parasitize me, right?"
Crane continued to stall for time, trying to convert this Amon clone into his secret puppet, and he kept swapping places with all the secret puppets, not staying in any one place for more than two seconds.
"You've finally found out."
Hearing this, Amon smiled.
"But my instinct tells me that if I replace you directly, something will happen that I don't want to see."
Crane's eyes widened slightly, and he saw that the floor-to-ceiling window facing him in the courtyard parted in the middle, and that the countless men and women in the bedroom with monocles were standing there in a strange motion, covering their ears and closing their mouths tightly, leaving only a pair of eyes still moving. A figure that seemed to be extremely tall at this time stood up from the couch near the floor-to-ceiling window, and the guest casually pulled out a handkerchief from his jacket pocket and threw it lightly.
The handkerchief quickly grew larger in the wind, turning into a huge curtain that could cover the entire courtyard.
Crane kept herself from looking up, and Amon seemed unaware of it, and she was still excitedly putting psychological pressure on Crane, saying things like "I've asked Arodes, if it's not inside the Steam Church, I can parasitize it directly for information" and "Even if you activate the badge in your hand now, it won't help, because I have the ability to influence the content so that your cries for help can't be heard......". Then, Amon's voice died out suddenly, her mouth still opening and closing.
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It seemed to be talking, but it was as if someone had pressed the mute button, and no sound came out.
Seeing that Crane did not react to her intimidation, Amon finally noticed the abnormality, and she turned her head reluctantly, only to be wrapped tightly in the white handkerchief for a moment. The white silk wrapped around Amon who had stopped chattering, her face began to outline an irrelevant outline, and her hands seemed to move uncontrollably towards her chest, firmly fixed after crossing, unable to move.
Throughout, there isn't any superfluous sound and no superfluous unfolding.
Crane felt as if he had witnessed the process of making a mummy, and in a few breaths, Amon was transformed into a humanoid with a rigid restraint just like the mummy-yin he had seen in a picture book, and the shape of a monocle was stripped of his right eye.
When Mu Mu Yin was finalized and fell to the ground with a bang, the men and women in the room who were parasitized by Amon's clone also stopped their activities.
The tall guest lowered his head and looked at the monocle on the other party's right eye for a moment, and then looked up at Gelman Sparrow:
"Mr. Dantès? Or Mr. X, what to call it? ”
"There's a pest in your yard, but it's been solved now."
The tall gray-haired, Fussack guest turned his head and smiled broadly at Crane:
"Do you mind if I take a few bugs in return?"
Her eyes were shining: "Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself, I am a member of the Rose School who contacted you in the letter led by Ms. D, are you interested in the charity industry?" ”
tbc
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It's not good, it seems to be yang, and it feels like it's hurting all over my body.