Chapter 393: Daily

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Bang!

Benson and Melissa ran back to their home in Hilston and closed the door tightly.

Melissa leaned against the door, holding on to the shoe cabinet in the entrance and slowly changing her shoes, still a little frightened: "Did you hear that?" Cannonballs and thunder, country, His Majesty the Emperor was assassinated during his speech! ā€

"There are guards near the high platform, I see the traces, Benson, is there another war?"

Bombing, casualties, Melissa wanted to tremble uncontrollably.

These two things reminded her of the sudden bombing of Rune by Fersak's airship force a few months ago, and the whole morning of life in the Vault. After that, it finally calmed down for two months, and now that the emperor is dead, is the war about to start again?

"Mrs. Daniel's eldest son, Larry, has been confirmed dead on the front line of the Amanda Mountains, which was the news last week......"

"That tall, shy guy, but very attentive, kind, very sincere? The last time he returned, he said he had been promoted in the army and became a captain...... "It didn't take much effort for Benson to recall what Larry looked like.

He approached, hugged Melissa gently, patted her on the back, and soothed his sister's emotions.

"I remember we saw Mrs. Daniel in the morning. If Larry can hold out for a few more days, he will be able to hold out until the Fersak Empire declares a truce and retreats from the border of the Amanda Mountains, and maybe he will be able to return to his family......"

Melissa nodded:

"I can't imagine Larry dying like this......"

Just as she couldn't imagine that the bombing came so suddenly, death was so close at hand, and in the blink of an eye, her classmates were killed and wounded.

In just a few seconds, some people can no longer speak, communicate, or read.

Benson was silent for a moment, sighed and said:

"I was very busy for a while, in fact, I was dealing with the issue of bereavement benefits, maybe the part of the list I was assigned didn't include Larry, so I don't know, it's been more than a week before I finally got some free."

"There is a lot of information attached to the list, some are cheerful and enthusiastic, some are humorous, some are the only children of their parents, some are in the army to survive, some are resolute and are the leaders of the soldiers around them, some are newly married and have no children, some are preparing gifts for their little daughter, some are carrying a love letter on their bodies, and they are going to the post office to deliver it...... These will not be written in the archives, but their relics and unsent letters and gifts will be returned, and they are all dead. ā€

Melissa and Benson were silent at the same time, and no one spoke for a long time.

Bang!

Thunder rang out the window, and the rain gradually fell.

The two were startled by the explosion. Benson's chest heaved violently, and the brother and sister shivered together in the dull thunder outside the window. But as an older brother, he took a deep breath, quickly calmed himself down, and gently patted Melissa on the back to comfort her:

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Don't worry too much, Melissa. ā€

"It seems that we are unlucky, in the year we came to Beckland, we encountered things that only happen once in decades."

"Besides, you're going to school, I'm going to work, and our lives are just getting back on track...... We can't leave Beckland. What's more, if even the capital is not safe, there is no other safe place in the world. ā€

Benson smiled wryly and made a joke, then took off his shirt, took his sister's scarf, and put it on a hanger in the corner.

He walked to the window and looked out, the sky outside was overcast, but it was not yet ten o'clock. Because of George Augustus III's speech, everyone was given half a day's rest today, and there was still a long time before the afternoon work - plus the assassination of the emperor, he and Melissa both had some pimples in their hearts, and they only felt that there seemed to be danger everywhere outside, and they didn't want to go out at all.

Benson tried to liven up the atmosphere, he went to the kitchen, took out two sets of cutlery, and rummaged through the cabinet a few more times:

"Let's discuss what to eat for lunch, I'll see, there are still ...... at home Bread, eggs, ham and cheese, well, all fresh, we'll have a delicious and simple lunch to eat, Melissa, what do you usually eat in the school cafeteria? ā€

"Bread and juice ......," Melissa whispered.

"Just eat this? Melissa, we have a student subsidy and you can eat a little more. Benson said, holding two eggs.

Melissa glanced at her brother and replied simply:

"A quarter of a penny per pound of bread has gone up."

"The price ......," Benson sighed, smiling comfortingly, "on the bright side, our country has grown, and the war on the border has stopped, and maybe prices will come down soon." ā€

Melissa changed her shoes, walked into the house, put on a warm garment, and took off her heavy coat:

"Mrs. Thomas is sick, and has spent a lot of family savings, and the price of food has risen a lot during this time, and Mr. Thomas's income has not changed much, so he has to go to the almshouse every few days to line up and get some bread, he is a decent gentleman, and may not want to be recognized."

"Also, the food at the relief point is always limited, and if you go too late, you may not be able to go there, and you have to go to the church, workhouse, etc. to apply for more, and today's relief will start at the end of His Majesty's speech, and Mr. Thomas should want to go directly to it then."

Benson nodded slowly and asked with concern:

"What is Mrs. Thomas's illness? I know a couple of good doctors. ā€

"Illness caused by worry." Melissa recounted what she had heard, "Mrs. Thomas is very worried about her young son serving in the army. ā€

"You mean little Thomas?" Benson's brow furrowed slightly.

After receiving an affirmative answer from his sister, he fell silent, as if thinking about something.

After a while, Benson looked at the bread and cheese slices in his hand and whispered:

"Thomas Jr. has died......"

As he spoke, the atmosphere became heavy again.

Benson patted his head and sighed, "Yes, food, we should stock up on some more food, and I'll go out and buy some more bread and come back in a little bit, and give some to Mr. Thomas." You read a book at home, and maybe soon the price of bread will come down. ā€

Perhaps. Melissa thought, "It's too early to eat. ā€

"You can prepare first. You read a book first, eat early, and have time to sleep at noon. ā€

Melissa couldn't say anything to him, so she nodded silently.

Seeing her eldest brother busy in the kitchen, she couldn't help but change into her home clothes and walked over, took down the textbooks she needed from the shelves, sat down at the dining table, and prepared to wait for lunch time in her studies.

Inadvertently, Melissa looked up and saw a crow standing on a lamp pole not far from the living room window, sheltering from the rain under the lampshade.

"Go, go."

She reached out and waved it from afar, trying to chase it away, but the crow was unmoved, looking at her with a pair of dark eyes.

……

Rain with divine power fell on every corner of Beckland, and it rained heavily on the outskirts, constantly diluting the "twisted" imprint and undeserved occult influence.

Gad II wandered through the Sodrrak Palace, and with the members of the Church of the Storm, he pushed open door after door, but found nothing.

"It's horrible......"

The majestic Pope looked around and whispered:

"There is not even a single person left in the entire House of Augustus."

"They were all gathered and eaten by the man who usurped the emperor's identity after the ceremony began!"

The archbishop stationed in Beckland, the administrator of the Cathedral of the Holy Wind, Radar Valentine, immediately stepped forward and respectfully asked the Pope:

"Your Majesty, are we going to immediately reveal what this false usurper has done? Let the police wake up. ā€

"It's inevitable." Gad II nodded, "God also does not want this despicable usurper to get out of trouble. ā€

"Yes!" All the Storm Paths Extraordinary replied with a loud voice.

Radar Valentin coughed lightly, and he came closer, almost in his ear, asking:

"There is one more thing, His Majesty George Augustus III has lost his life, and the one who snatched the crown has been sealed in the mausoleum by the Lord, and the entire royal family has been destroyed, and the throne of the empire is empty, is it ...... Should the next emperor be elected? ā€

Gad II swept his eyes away, and the archbishop took two steps back as if struck by lightning.

"Presumptuous!" The Pope scolded, but did not refute, "Where is your turn to discuss the affairs of the state, step aside!" ā€

Radar Valentin immediately bowed his head and stepped back into the crowd.

The tour continued, but the atmosphere in Sodrrack Palace became unusually delicate. The bishops exchanged glances with each other, then at the Pope, who was at the forefront, and tacitly smiled triumphantly.

……

Edward found a coastal city on the northern continent to settle in, he went into the newsstand and bought the newspaper for the whole month of the previous month, and sat outside the store and read it for five minutes before finally understanding the current situation.

"The Demon of Knowledge has come out?"

"I haven't seen Indis change from my territory to the territory of the demon of knowledge for two months, God doesn't care, but the church of the Creator is in good condition now, although I don't know it very well, but maybe I can find time to say hello......"

The owner of the newsstand poked his head out:

"Yes, our church has officially changed its name to the Church of Mysteries, the Lord of Faith and Mysteries."

Edward felt like he had a lot of grooves that he wanted to throw up:

"Isn't that a little too sloppy? It sounds like the God of Knowledge and Wisdom 2.0, vying power with the God of Truth next door. Oh, or is it because the term 'truth' was snatched away by the God of Thunder first, so He doesn't know what to say? ā€

"Grab ...... What is the meaning? The newsstand owner in Sequence 9 didn't know much about what the customers were saying to help him clear his inventory of newspapers that he couldn't sell, but the streets were empty and there was no business left or right, so he simply leaned down on the newsstand window and chatted with Edward.

"This name was decided just two days ago, and if it is not decided, we believers don't know how to pray."

Edward flipped through the back of the newspaper, the unimportant pages of the newspaper were full of search notices and job recruitment, the population of Intis had plummeted, and the unemployment rate had fallen to the bottom, but the factories were too small to be opened, and for a while they could only rely on the relief of the church and the attraction of immigrants to survive, he asked casually as he scanned:

"You just subconsciously clicked on a triangular holy emblem, it looks like a believer in the god of steam."

"I wonder what a former believer in the god of steam and machines, like you, thinks about the collective conversion of believers to another god?"

The newsstand owner looked at him in a bit of a daze, and looked up and down a few times:

"You're a journalist?"

"No, I'm just curious."

"The Inquisition doesn't care about this now, do you still care? So which God are you a believer? ā€

This can be asked of people, Edward wants to speak and stop, stops talking and desires, sorts out his language, and thinks countless times in an instant-

In Intis he could not say that he was a believer in the gods of other countries, let alone that he believed in the gods of the abyss or in bondage...... Otherwise, he would have been arrested in the Inquisition (if the profession and the professionals had not been swept away by the floods), but Edward was even less likely to claim to be a believer in the Creator, for fear that he was not close enough to God - and he suddenly smiled:

"Praise the sun!"

The newsstand owner let out a loud sneer: "Praise the sun!" But doesn't the sun also return to its Creator? Do you feel sad about what is going on in your heart? I still have to continue to believe in God and continue to live. ā€

"I used to be a member of the Steam Church, a member of the lowest 'Mechanical Heart' team, and I didn't receive much favor from the gods. But the Lord of Mysteries saved me in the tsunami, and I had no choice but to convert. ā€

He told the fact that he was an extraordinary person with a bit of ostentation, expecting the person in front of him to show a surprised and respectful expression.

"Yo, you're still in the Extraordinary Squad."

Edward looked at the unattractive newsstand owner in surprise: "I see that the coastal waters have also been polluted, and the farmland has also been submerged. ā€

"Yes......" As if he had been alerted, the newsstand owner quickly glanced at the clock, and then hurriedly pulled down the glass of the window.

Immediately afterwards, there was a knocking sound, and the newsstand owner closed all the doors and windows of the newsstand, then lifted the basket and beckoned Edward to walk into the distance together: "There are still eight minutes before the relief point will distribute food, won't you go?" ā€

"I—I'm not in a hurry."

Edward glanced to the side.

The newsstand owner didn't say much, and he didn't go to lock the newsstand, so he ran away.

Edward looked to the side again, and a middle-aged and elderly scholar with gray sideburns appeared there at some point, a pair of purple eyes like condensed nebulae, and like the best color amethysts - Edward thought for a moment and turned his head:

"Greet me or drive me away?"

The middle-aged and elderly scholar smiled and said in Chinese: "I saw you over there." ā€

Edward's eyes widened slightly, and he asked curiously:

"The seal blocked the connection between me and my doppelganger, what did I do over there?"

"Doing something really weird." The middle-aged and elderly scholar talked eloquently, as if he was mentioning one of his own students who did not make people feel at ease, "The disciple you manipulated entered the door smoothly, saying that he would return to the vulgar in the future, so he would not shave." In order to become stronger and abuse your power, let him dig thirty catties of mines, he dug half a mountain and came back, let him discuss the Dharma, he handed over the white scroll and said that this is the four are empty, and when he was accused, he was unforgiving. He was a sensation everywhere, not only did he have to take the first place in every exam, but no one even talked about him in debating scriptures and discussing the Dharma, and he was completely in the ascendancy - he also persuaded the two Dharma Protector Arhats to make him realize again, and the speed of promotion was very fast. ā€

"......," Edward felt a little subtle, "Oh, that's good. But what does this have to do with you and me, that I messed with you? ā€

"Nope."

The middle-aged and elderly scholars smiled again:

"I have something I want to ask you - what do you think of Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun's resurrection hand?"

"You haven't been to the Western Continent, but I think that kid is very interesting, maybe you can try to support him......"

Edward was shocked: "Wait a minute, Demon of Knowledge, are you awake?" ā€

……

"Then I'll send you here." Richard said.

Klein simulated the sensation of falling, and landed firmly on the ground with his feet.

"Okay." As he thanked him, he took out a "Yesterday's Reappearance" charm from his pocket that had not yet been given, and handed it to Richard as a thank you gift, "Thank you for your help, otherwise Charathu would not have let me go easily." ā€

Charms are easy to make, but the help and kindness of angels is not easy.

"Then I'll take it." Richard was not polite at all, and he said goodbye to Klein and walked back to the city, and once again entered the spirit world.

Richard discerned the direction and jerked forward.

In an instant, the colors of an area in front of him suddenly became more vibrant, and it seemed that all the colors had converged together, squeezed by an external force, and began to rub and merge. Soon, a figure hidden in the occult symbols had to emerge from the color block, and it was none other than Renette Tinicol carrying four blonde heads!

As soon as Miss Courier appeared, she immediately distanced herself into the distance, but the next moment she suddenly felt that her spirituality was beginning to spiral out of control, turning into shackles and twisted forces, binding herself firmly in place, unable to move!

"Long time no see, Renette Tinicole, at least the last time I saw you was two or three years ago."

Renette was silent, all four heads tightly closed, unwilling to answer, and simmering a curse.

"You are alive as a spiritual symbol, the backbone of the fugitive temperance faction, and little Sharon simply cannot bear the heavy responsibility of rallying the remnants of the temperance faction, ah, then again, your contract partner told me that you have been asking him for gold pounds as payment."

Richard couldn't help but laugh:

"O Lady of the Bound God, Eternal Lady of the Highlands, I can't imagine that you would have a time when you would lower your body and accept a commission for money! That money is the money for the current activities of the temperance faction and little Sharon, right? ā€

"Little Sharon actually accepted the commission for money, I can't imagine what changed you, but I'm very happy."

"Don't do anything to Sharon......"

Renette's head spoke, and four pairs of red eyes stared closely at the mildly smiling Angel of Temperance in the distance, as if they were ready to die and break the net, and as long as the other party showed the slightest intention to attack, she would immediately say all the curses.

Richard stopped in front of Him and shook his head.

"I'll do it to all of you temperance, especially you and your little Sharon, Renette."

"Bring you back, undergo labor reform and re-education, and let you join our new production plan, and the other members of the temperance faction will naturally gradually draw closer, which is much more effective than grasping the remnants one by one!"

He couldn't help but start imagining the efficiency of an angel when he joined the infrastructure, and a demonic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

TBC

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Storm: I'll leave it here, whoever of you has the ability to complete the ritual will come.

Klein: I can't do that.

Xiao Cha: I don't use the opportunity of the godhood ceremony in front of me! Alas! Alas!