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“…… So, on the way to the transit island, please rest on the Future. ”

Alger was a little surprised that the "world" would be willing to stay on the "Poseidon" instead of the larger, more comfortable and more advanced "Future", although it involves a matter of faith, the "hermit" Gardelia is a trustworthy acquaintance, and there will be no bad behavior.

"Dinner will be held in the restaurant around seven o'clock."

Alger turned to Darek and said.

"Okay." Derick nodded earnestly.

He turned his head again and looked at the distance behind him, and there were still black figures on the coastline of the East Continent that could be vaguely seen.

The Poseidon is not too big, but it is also the largest ship in the stronghold, and with the blessing of extraordinary strength, it can accommodate more than 200 people. Still, it was nowhere near as good as the fleet brought by Gardelia.

On top of that, their original expectation of feeding two hundred people for a week was almost used up by the banquet just now, and Alger pulled back from the precipice to keep the last small portion of food from Daniz's hands, which was at least enough for them to eat Midrange Island.

After the exchange, everyone went back to their cabins and waited.

After arriving at a fairly spacious room that "Alger" had set aside for himself, Klein immediately took out a pen and paper and lay on a small wooden table one meter long, ready to write a letter.

He thought about it, and with a very shallow smile, he wrote:

"Dear Mr. Azik,

"It seems like it's been a long time since I've written to you, because I've made a fantastic trip to Godforsaken Land."

"There are only two kinds of creatures there, one is a living intelligent creature and the other is a monster, and those intelligent races are either cursed or have obvious distortions, which are even more miserable than I had imagined.

"I tried to help them."

"At first, I made promises that I couldn't afford to keep, but then I started talking to them more. I used to think about what kind of change my behavior would bring to them, and even resisted continuing to do this, but later, I gradually got the answer: this is not only for the ritual, for the anchor, for the satisfaction of my own compassion, to help these people who have never given up to get what they want, so that the people of the Eastern Continent no longer have to carry weapons to sleep, and gradually become monsters or kill relatives, it is itself meaning......"

"There were a lot of people who helped me and gave me guidance along the way."

"It may be hard for you to believe that I have the help of the 'Red Angel' and that I have personally faced a great being."

Neither Medici nor Ulorius attended the banquet and did not follow aboard, but the two angels did not need to worry about themselves.

Crane thought for a moment, and took out some souvenirs from the Eastern Continent from his pocket—flutes made from the bones of extraordinary creatures, and a few pieces of feathered products of extraordinary creatures, and he put these distinctly stylish items aside, ready to send them to Mr. Azik later.

"I'm happy, I'm glad I can help them."

"Now, I'm in the same fleet as them, waiting to go to the outside world and start a new life on the island."

"Aside from all that suffering, the whole Godforsaken Land is in a very different state from the outside world, and at night, the whole continent is like an oil painting with black as the main color. Even with the sun, there are still countless dangers lurking in the shadows. ”

"Amazingly, I saw a river here that could not be seen in the light, and I was very puzzled at the time, but today I finally have a suspicion that it is related to the 'River of Eternal Darkness', one of the nine essendraes......

"It reminds me of Calderón, the spirit city, and the undead bird ornament you once mentioned...... It is rumored that the Immortal Ancestor and the 'Grim Reaper' can use the 'River of Eternal Darkness' to a certain extent, could it be that this being has also tried to contain essentia? Don't know what you know about this? ”

"I've been in God's forsaken land for a long time, months. As the New Year of 1350 approached, I heard that the turmoil of war in the outside world was also decreasing, and the internal purge and border warfare were the mainstay. But the contradictions between nations and gods have not changed, and there are more forces at work in the dark. I think that the current calm is not calm, but the beginning of a new change. ”

"But no matter what, for most people, the long-lost peace has come."

"It's a picture of people getting back to their normal lives, but some of the pain may never heal......"

"I don't know if the end will come on time in eighteen years, and I don't know when you will write back to me, I can only hope that everything will go in a good direction."

"Finally, one more trivial matter, I have been promoted to Sequence 2 and become a 'Miracle Master'."

"I took this step and became a complete mythical creature, closer to my goal. This is both a curse and a hope. ”

"Best, your eternal student Klein Moretti."

After writing, Crane carefully examined it before folding the letter and fumbling for the harmonica that summoned Renette Tinicol from his body.

Crane played the harmonica, but after half a minute, the room was still quiet, and there was no familiar figure with four heads in front of him.

"Isn't Renette Tinicol here?"

Klein was a little puzzled, he had never seen anything like this.

"I should have mentioned to the Angels of Temperance just now, they are all members of the Rose School, and they must have corresponded."

After waiting for a while, seeing that Renette Tinicol still did not appear, Crane had no choice but to retreat, enter the spirit world through "teleportation", release the spirit of friendly help, communicate with the surrounding spirit creatures for a while, and finally choose a spirit creature that looks like a fish with wings, and hand over his letter to it.

Crane wanted to discuss the reward with the spirit creature, but when the messenger who dared to accept his commission opened his mouth to swallow the letter, his three wings and tail fin trembled, as if sensing the aura of the "Great Lord above the Spirit Realm".

Klein, who inadvertently frightened others, had to chuckle and hand the letter to the messenger who didn't know what number it was, watching it spin around in front of him, and then fly like a streamer to the depths of the spirit world, and disappear in a blink of an eye.

As he handed over the letter, Crane suddenly remembered the dogs of Forgen in the fog on Fort Source.

"If I hadn't lost Fort Source...... At this time, maybe they should be helping me deliver the letter? Crane muttered to himself silently, and then his figure slowly faded, returning to reality, and sitting in his cabin.

The huge sailboat swayed slightly, and the planks of the cabin were not too thick, and Crane could hear the half-giants talking.

"Where should I go next?"

He calmed down and carefully planned for the future.

Where to go? Klein mentally repeated the question.

"I kind of want to go back to Rune." Klein thought to himself.

The last time I went to see Melissa, it was after Promotion Sequence 4.

He waited outside the University of Beckland, where Melissa had enrolled, pretending to be a college student, and watching Melissa and her new classmates leave class together.

Since then, I have never been back.

Klein wanted to go back, but he didn't dare to go back.

Because he was already involved at such a high level, being close to his brother and sister would only bring disaster to them - for those who did not know Crane's original identity, similar actions would help them understand the relationship between Benson, Melissa, and Crane, and in terms of knowing Crane's previous existence, it would confirm one thing, that is, Crane still remained human and cared deeply about his loved ones.

So, staying away from Benson and Melissa is the best love for them.

Of course. Klein had also previously grasped the situation of his brother and sister through Miss "Justice" Audrey:

Benson showed his sophistication and tactfulness in the treasury, which had been thrown into chaos by the death of the emperor, and had also distinguished himself in previous emergency disasters, having been promoted several times to become deputy director of the Fifth Division, with an annual salary of £300.

Melissa, on the other hand, is a bit worse.

In the beginning, her studies went smoothly, showing her talents in mechanics to the fullest, and she was favored by her mentor, Portland Mormont, who gave her a chance to become extraordinary.

- The rector of the Beckland Technical University is a believer in the "God of Steam and Machinery", and has long stepped into the extraordinary path, and is currently the "appraiser" of Sequence 7, and he hopes that Melissa will become a "generalist" of Sequence 9, so that she can better learn knowledge, improve her memory, and lay a good foundation for her future career in the field of mechanics.

This is Melissa's secret, but it can't be hidden from the "audience" who has a close relationship with her.

At that point, Audrey assured Klein that Melissa was inclined to say yes and that a decision would be made in the next few days.

The inspiration for the "generalist" path to advancement is quite limited, and Melissa is less likely to hear sounds that should not be heard, and see pictures that should not be seen; As the apocalypse approaches, the likelihood of a lower-tier potion causing madness is further reduced, and he, a senior in the mysterious world, can help reduce the risk of losing control.

However, just when Klein was also mentally prepared for acquiescence, the conflict between Intis and Rune suddenly broke out, and the divine war even started directly within Beckland, and the ocean also drowned most of Trier.

The rector who escaped was directly transferred to Intis with the church, taking with him a large number of technicians, almost half of the entire Beckland Technical University upper echelons.

In this way, Melissa's laboratory and project team were shut down, and no one mentioned anything about making her extraordinary.

"It's very sad for a mechanic enthusiast to miss this opportunity...... And Mormont's attitude is the same, he doesn't want a cult of the "Goddess of the Night" to get too many potions from the Vapor Church......"

Klein now thinks about this incident again, and he doesn't know how the life of his brother and sister is like after another half a year.

"The end is approaching day by day, the invisible barrier is becoming more and more fragile, the erosion of the outer gods on this world will become more and more obvious, and the probability of ordinary people encountering extraordinary events will definitely gradually increase, from this point of view, Melissa has become an extraordinary person is also a good thing, if she can successfully promote to Sequence 6 'Craftsman', that is, 'Mechanical Crafting Expert', she can not only fulfill her dreams, but also protect herself and Benson ......"

"But the question is, Melissa's study life must be back on track now, how can I get an ordinary college student who has never been in contact with the extraordinary, and there are no extraordinary people around, to be exposed to the 'craftsman' potion?"

"Let Miss 'Justice' find an opportunity to tell Melissa about the 'potions' and 'tricks' without a trace, and try to convince her to agree? It's up to her to see how far she can grow after that, and I can give her some good luck at best, uh, the recipes, the ingredients...... I'm like a broken brother, heh, it was supposed to be ...... Does this count as the fulfillment of a 'wish' in some sense? ”

Ending his aimless reflections, Klein felt a little relieved.

So, once again, he remembered what he was doing.

"It makes sense that I should go back to Rune, but I should try not to give Amon a chance to do anything to me."

- I'd love to "teleport" directly to the main peak of the Hornachis Mountains, into the ancient palace between reality and the misty town, and see if there is a chance to take the "blasphemy card" that is most useful to me from the half of the "fools" of the Antigonus family.

But with his current strength in Sequence 2, he definitely doesn't have the ability to complete this task, and he doesn't even have a matching secret puppet - but when he was in Zaratu Sequence 2, he was able to get the main material of the "Secret Attendant" from half of the "Fool".

Of course, the premise of everything is that the "goddess of the night" maintains the suppression and sealing of the ancestors of the Antigonus family.

Also, the "Goddess of the Night" doesn't mind seeing someone compete for the Lord of Mysteries.

…… If you think about it, it seems that this goddess has been quiet for a long time and has not shown any inclination in this regard.

Ever since the Night Church somehow ceded some of its power to Rune, it has become much more low-key. Then there was the incident of George III, and the "Children of Chaos" did not spare anyone with Augustan blood, probably gathering the flesh and blood of these people to prepare for their return - even Emperor Rune is the temporary replacement of the Thunder Pope Gad II, and Rune is almost the same as Intis, although it is a polytheistic religion, but it is called "the land of thunder \ the land of the sun".

Hiss...... If His attitude is more neutral, can I find a way to test the Goddess's mind first?

Prepare some high-quality occult items and try to pray to the goddess of the night......

But also be prepared for rejection, or the goddess of the night offers a high price that I can't pay, then I have to find another way...... But there is no other way, the sequence of Zarathu is gone, Amon is still alive, and the only choice I can have is the "door......

But choosing the "door" means that I have to agree to the request of the demon of knowledge.

How do you choose?

Klein pursed his lips and fell into thought.

……

Just as the advance teams of Silver City and Moon City finally left the dangerous Eastern Continent and officially began their voyage to the New World.

The outer periphery of the Sea of Divine War Ruins.

Richard probed the edge of the sea for a moment, hesitate not to move forward. Sometimes he made puppets from local materials and released them, and sometimes he jumped sideways from side to side. After much trial and error, he was finally convinced that there did not seem to be a sudden thunderbolt that would come down and kill him.

"It's not a good sign, it's going to be bad."

"The god of thunder is not so good-tempered, did I already scold him to his face at that time? If it hadn't been for a thunderbolt that had chopped me to ashes, it would have insulted the name of the 'tyrant', and I would have to keep my mouth shut when I indulged in the future, and my life would have been like a candle in the wind. ”

Richard muttered guiltlessly for a moment, then finally stood up and bravely walked out of the sea.

In smooth water.

The golden carriage of sunshine ran around in the sky, the ears of wheat taller than a man swayed gently, local thunderstorms, local tornadoes, fantasy creations on a rampage, the ruins of the war were calm and peaceful, and Richard could hear someone snoring in the depths.

"Something is wrong, something is wrong!"

Richard felt goosebumps begin to rise on his forearms, and he reached out and rubbed his arms, gasping for air.

His spiritual instincts didn't point to any danger, or he was as quiet as usual, but Richard didn't think the god of thunder would take his blatant offense seriously—he had slashed himself on the spot, disdainful, but clearly murderous.

"Tsk."

Richard thought of one more thing.

"If I did die because of this, would Klein think he died because I helped him? I had to write him a letter and tell him not to be too surprised, not to think that it had anything to do with him, that without him, I would have died sooner or later for various reasons......"

While talking to himself, Richard had already found the small notebook he always kept on his body, wrote a few random sentences, and then tore off the page and threw it into the spirit world.

Then, he gritted his teeth and followed him into the spirit realm, speeding towards the southern continent from the other direction.

TBC

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Southern Continent.

Azik Eggers, whose eyebrows were twisted together when he read the official document, suddenly raised his head, only to see a fish-shaped spirit creature with wings suddenly appear in front of his desk, spit out a letter, and then flicked his tail back into the spirit world.

Azik's eyes lit up, and a slight smile appeared on his face:

"Klein wrote to me again."

He picked up Klein's envelope and looked at it several times, especially fond of the peculiarly colored feather that was attached to the fire paint stamp. Out of the worship of the Byron Empire's Feathered Serpent, he carefully tore open the fire paint seal and opened the envelope without destroying the feathers.

"He's always so energetic and has all sorts of new things to see, but on my side, there's nothing to write about......"

Azik muttered to himself, thinking of the high suicide rate of the Byron Empire, which gave him a headache, and no matter how much he tried to care about the people's livelihood, the Church of the Death and the Grim Reaper were indifferent to it. Due to the peculiarities of the Byron Empire, the people did not have much fear of death, so people who did not have much expectation of the living world would gladly throw themselves into death.

Therefore, in a sense, the current Byron Empire is the first country between the northern and southern continents to achieve de-ghettoization.

If Intis was empty because of the disaster, then the Byron Empire was the people who quietly committed suicide and died in their own homes.

"I don't know where he went this time and what he gained."

Azik forced himself to forget about the negative state of the country and prepared to reach for the letters.

At that moment, He suddenly felt that the light in the room had suddenly dimmed and that it was time to light the torches.

"It's evening?"

Azik didn't pay attention to it, and casually glanced at the wall clock on the wall.

Four o'clock in the afternoon.

“……”

The Archon of Death was stunned for a moment, and he jerked his head to look at the large Byron-style windows without glass, and saw that the sky was rapidly becoming dark, and the white clouds were dyed black in an instant, and the whole world was black in ten seconds.

He saw the coastline rapidly receding.

(End of chapter)