Only Move forward

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"His Excellency the Secret Blood Saint."

Irena quickly stepped forward a few steps and called the man in the red robe who was about to leave. "There will be a meeting at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning, please attend on time."

The man in red robe turned his head, a pale and beautiful face appeared under his hood, and he was holding a folder in his hand. Hearing the call of his companion, he first pointed a cross on his chest, and then asked hoarsely:

"Dream or reality?"

"Reality." Irena said, although she also wanted to hold the meeting directly in her dream, "just at the address of the last meeting. I have other questions, what do you think of Intis' current parliamentary system?"

Mr. A, who had become a saint, stood there thinking for a few seconds, and his voice became a little low: "They are not religious enough."

Irena sighed, the difficulty of getting along with crazy believers is here: it is a very stupid thing to talk about piety with some nobles... The more ignorant the ones are, the more pious they are, and the more thorough the people who occupy a large amount of resources understand the world. Most of the nobles and rich people often only cooperate with the church to make profits. Even Irena finds a few people who are devout to the eternal sun from her home. She has even become a saint and is likely to succeed as the future priest of the Cathedral of Light. She herself is not very devout to the real Creator.

Strictly speaking, she just yearns for light, warmth, sun and some beautiful things.

"The change of faith requires gradual progress. The nobles have not been forced into desperate situations, so it is difficult for them to truly look to the Lord."

"Then let them disappear." Mr. A said in a natural tone, "Isn't that what the church plans to do?"

"Not now."

Although her feelings for the family were limited, the family gave her the capital to become a middle-sequence powerhouse and allowed her to live a superior and prosperous life. Irena had to consider it for the Montmar family: "The church has come up with corresponding plans, and we only need to follow the guidance of the Lord to implement it."

After moving out of the Lord, Mr. A immediately stopped commenting, but instead drew a cross devoutly.

Irena sighed relieved: "You have been in charge of missionary missions to the lower-level personnel and activities to subsidize social welfare. You have had a lot of experience during the Lun activities. How do you feel? Are you still easy? What do the people think of us?"

“They are pious.”

"Is there anything else?"

"As long as there is food, people will not die, and people are pious." Mr. A said firmly.

Irena pressed her brows, and she urgently needed the Dark Saint to have some dialogue with Mr. A that only crazy believers could understand. Unfortunately, her divine messenger was also devout, so she guided the topic without revealing a trace: "Does the people have any other demands?"

“More food, higher income jobs, better living environments, and education.”

Mr. A's tone was still hard, and only the daily communion ceremony and the new sacred scriptures that were still being compiled could make him show some enthusiasm: "Man is greedy and becomes Sequence 9, and will begin to yearn for Sequence 8. People always want to have better things. But after they obtain better things, they will only take the Lord's mercy for granted, and will not act for the Lord's glory."

Irena was stunned, feeling that the other party seemed to have said something unexpectedly.

She couldn't help but nodded and discussed seriously: "It's only been a month and a half since the change of faith. What we need now is to win people's hearts. Working with the Steam Church, developing industries, increasing employment opportunities, and improving overall education are what we need to do in the next few years."

"I don't understand this."

Mr. A said: "I only care whether they will be pious and whether they will have respect and love for the Lord."

"They will show joy when they receive the Lord's relief and pray devoutly, but after a few times, they will become accustomed to it."

Mr. A sneered: "I have seen a lot of gratitude when I was saved, and I feel pious when I was relieved. I have begun to resent if I don't have any relief. The Lord spreads His glory and allows us to share the happiness of the kingdom of heaven, but it is the Lord's mercy that the Lord is willing to save people, not necessarily."

"So what do you think?"

"What do you think?" Mr. A raised his eyebrows and immediately spoke with great enthusiasm. "Of course we should start with the education of the Lambs! We need more schools and new textbooks to make everyone appreciate the Lord's mercy and let everyone act for the Lord's glory. We live because of the Lord. Of course, we will dedicate our souls and life to the Lord, and always actively contribute to the kingdom of heaven with a grateful heart!"

I knew... Irena's smile immediately became perfunctory.

"Thank you for your precious advice." She was about to leave, "See you tomorrow."

...

Roon, Beckland.

At 2 p.m. Wednesday afternoon, at 160 Berklund Street, Dawn Dontes reached out and pressed his eyebrows and put down the file in his hand.

"The people in the hospital have basically been treated, but there are still many injured people who are not even qualified to go to the hospital..."

He murmured to himself and fell back on the high-back chair.

Klein has not been in a good mood recently. He just borrowed a special seal with a healing effect from Silver City through Source Fort two days ago, and also sent some of the food that is becoming more and more free in the Aurora Society.

According to the "Sun" at the Tarot this week, most people in Silver City have begun to eat Mr. Frank's mushrooms. This high-protein crop has a flattering appearance (compared with the meat of disgusting monsters), an unstoppable taste (compared with the meat of unpalatable monsters), and has various special effects. The most popular one at present is to purify mushrooms.

If Frank was only surprised by the fact that he would be reused in Aurora, then the fact that he would be reused in Aurora made Klein feel that World Mushroom Day is approaching, but seeing the positive feedback from the people of Silver City, their true love for mushrooms and their heartfelt blessings and gratitude to Mr. Frank Lee, who is far away from the outside, Klein thinks this is also good.

Frank fulfilled his desire to help others and solve his hunger. The people of Silver City were freed from the meat of monsters filled with various toxins and pollution, and tasted the taste of normal food in an unusual way. This is something that everyone is happy about, and his own concerns seem a bit out of place. Perhaps, Frank of the middle sequence can do more in the future... forget it!

“…But there are some devout believers of the Lord who are unwilling to accept gifts from the strange God.”

"It is not that you hate Mr. Fool, nor for any other reason, nor that you are hostile to the convert. They are happy to see that Silver City has been saved, but... they cannot change their faith. They worship the sun and think that this is redemption."

Derrick was a little disappointed when he said this.

Faith is not so easy to abandon, let alone the faith passed down from generation to generation, the only spiritual pillar in darkness and despair.

"Mr. 'World', can you please transfer more items related to the Lord?" said the little "Sun" almost begging, "If those elders saw that Mr. 'Fool' had a close relationship with the Lord, they might be willing to slowly maintain their faith and join us..."

Mr. X, who is already the Aurora Society and also serves as the true god "fool", Klein was silent for a moment and nodded slowly:

"I will."

Then he quickly submitted a large amount of intelligence and traded some recipes and materials. He took away the best believer talisman from the Aurora through private consultation with the Dark Saint, and handed it to Silver City with food and medicine.

As the authority of the real Creator increases, the Aurora Society’s monthly best believer selection rewards have also been upgraded.

For the first time, Klein knew that the sacred and depraved aura could be condensed so harmoniously in a spell, and had multiple effects. It seemed that the ability of the "shepherd" was the cornerstone, with the purification, sacred and blessings of the "sun" path, as well as the integration of the shadows of the "secret prayer", flesh and blood magic and weakened grazing. You can choose multiple times based on the user's opening spell before the spiritual exhaustion is exhausted. It is completely 1+1>2, which is equivalent to the one-time version of "Crampant Hunger".

Crane couldn't help but fantasize that if the real Creator had more ways, would this God-given talisman be almighty?

The gift of the god is the best proof of the close relationship between the "fool" and the real Creator. According to the feedback from the "Sun", Silver City seemed happy to welcome this gift, but the six-person council was most interested in not this precious spell, but items from the outside world. The first thing Klein gave to him was a travel brochure.

Through these gifts, Klein took the opportunity to rent a "Life Stick" for his followers.

Considering that Silver City seemed to have always believed that it was the last human in the world and was completely unaware that the outside world was thriving, Klein pondered for a long time and decided to give the brochure as a gift from the "fool" to help them see the reality clearly.

The outside world has sunshine, and the East Continent did not welcome the sun until last month; the outside world has many gods, and the dangerous shadows and darkness of the East Continent are born from the madness of the real Creator; the outside world is full of vitality, and the East Continent has no grass, no ocean, no forest, no field, no daytime, only monsters and an invisible future... You are not the last electors protected by God, but a group abandoned by God for their faith and deliberately ignored.

The real Creator seems to be sad about the things in the Eastern Continent, but will believers hate their Lord for this?

Klein sighed.

He played diligently in the hospital, creating some small miracles of broken limb regeneration with his gloomy and terrifying appearance. The magic potion of "The Wizard" was digested as a result, but it was still a long way from promotion, which was far from enough.

"...It's impossible to save people. People in the hospital come and go, batch after batch."

"And where I can't see, there are countless times more dead people than I see..."

Physical and mental fatigue is much more than that.

When "Magic Mirror" Arodes pretended to be Dawn Dontes, he took the initiative to reveal Mr. Dontes' love for beautiful women.

Therefore, many nobles and wealthy people are now trying to squeeze some beautiful women around Mr. Dontez.

Klein was silent. He tried to reject these beautiful women who were sent, but even if he refused, these girls would not return to their place, and might fall into a more dangerous situation. So he accepted them and put them in his mansion and the manor he had just rented as maids. So at some dance parties, the men used a teasing tone to tease Mr. Dontez to enjoy life, and there were beauties everywhere in the manor.

nausea.

He thought.

But he couldn't refuse, nor did he want to refuse. At least, these girls of all sizes could have a stable job, a stable residence, three meals a day, and a demigod's shelter, and some people who remembered that they could still go home.

"It's really like Kaping." Klein would sometimes observe the nobles in the intervals of the dance and think silently.

"These people are the richer and more powerful Kaping. And I am like Kaping's backers at that time, the abducted girls sent to me. Their lives are as lowly as those of the people in the South Mainland. If I want them to disappear, they will not even have a chance to ask for help."

"What's the use of me killing a Kaping?"

"These things are almost unrelated to extraordinary things, not for the purpose of playing or extraordinary characteristics, but just because of human selfish desires - without extraordinary power. Is the trafficking over when Kapin died? Did George III stop? Did the darkness of the Kingdom of Ruon disappear?"

"Not even, I just can't see it."

"There must be a lot of Kaping in places I can't see, but because I can't see it, so..."

Klein closed his eyes and saw a darkness.

Punishing the nobles is meaningless. Even if you shout loudly scold those who give him women, it will be useless. Some are accepted by people, some are enjoyed by people, some are Kaping, and some are Kaping's backers.

"It won't change anything if I kill only a few people. Even if I really have the ability to kill George III, it will be useless. It will also put Roon in chaos, which may have more serious consequences during the war."

"What the hell should I do...what should I do?"

...

In the Hall family's mansion.

Audrey sat on the balcony of her bedroom basking in the sun, while Susie lay at her feet.

They did not communicate verbally, but used expressions and movements to read each other's thoughts.

Susie was complaining to Audrey: "When will the extraordinary person responsible for monitoring us leave? I haven't gone for a walk for a long time, Audrey, I feel like I'm going to rust."

Audrey stroked Susie's head, sighed softly, looked out the window, and gave Susie a wink: "Be patient for a while, Susie, we can't leave home now. I'll take you to the garden after afternoon tea."

Susie snorted, lay down again, and took a nap after closing her eyes.

Audrey stood up quietly, lifted her skirt, and said to Anne, a close-fitting maid standing outside the room, "Is the hot water in the bathroom ready?"

Anne's voice came from outside the room: "Okay, Miss."

"Okay." Audrey walked out of the room, and Anne followed her step by step. After entering the bathroom, he asked Anne to wait outside. Audrey specially wore a simple home outfit today, without the cumbersome laces and skirts, and could be put on and off without the help of a maid.
To be continued...