Seeing that her lady showed obvious interest in the legend of ghosts, Annie glanced at the other maids who were preparing hot water, combs and other objects, and continued:
The doctors and nurses wanted to ask the bishop of the church to have a mass, and the remaining patients strongly opposed it, hoping to meet the ghost. They all called it the "Clown Angel" and said that it looked terrible like a clown dressed up, but in fact it was an angel that solved the illness and torture.
This title is very interesting... Audrey smiled and sighed.
In the past, she would have been very interested in this and was eager to try to go to that hospital to stay overnight through the dream to figure out what the so-called clown angel is. However, the outbreak of the war made her feel relatively low, and she felt that there were too many serious and important things to do, and she really had no mood to explore.
In fact, if she had not experienced the air strikes personally and had seen those injured due to this, she would have felt that the war had never broken out and Beckland was very peaceful in the past few days.
This is because after that air strike, the airship troops of the Lun Kingdom entered the war, and the air defense standards of coastal cities were all raised, and Beckland was not attacked again.
At present, the battle between Fsak and Ruin is mainly concentrated in three places: one is the Ammanda Mountains in Winter County, the second is the heavy industrial urban agglomeration on the east coast of the Michigan Sea, and the third is the major ports along the Sunian Sea, and none of them are in a stalemate. Even if there are casualties and injuries, it lacks a substantial impact on Beckland. In addition to the rising prices and the newspapers always have news, the city seems to have returned to peace in just a few days.
But Audrey doesn't know this way. Her father and brother have been busy recently and always return home very late, or convene a group of nobles, parliamentarians, and clergy to their homes for private gatherings. She learned about the specific number of casualties and injuries in the Port of Pritz and Ammanda fronts through the Dark Night Church. She even saw some battlefield photos. She is working hard to raise charity funds and contact major pharmaceutical companies and regular hospitals, hoping to organize battlefield rescue, charity and medical care.
Who would have thought that the adventurer in the name of madness not only took out the excess food in the manor, but also donated an additional £7,000 in cash... Audrey sighed secretly and began to keep the maid busy with herself.
…………
South District of Daqiao, Rose Street.
Emlin White casually donated 10 pounds to a charity fundraiser, pressed his hat, walked up the steps and entered the Harvest Church.
At this time, there was no believer in the church, and he could only sit in front of him like Father Utlavsky, a half-giant, praying devoutly.
Emlin didn't rush to change his priest's robe, and sat next to the priest. He wanted to say something, but after opening his mouth it turned into a hey laugh.
It must be your standard Fsak appearance and figure that make those believers dare not come over.Emlin looked at the altar ahead and said casually.
Bishop Utlavsky put down his hands and opened his eyes and said:
I can understand them.
What's the use of understanding?If the war is a little more intense and more soldiers are killed, maybe those believers will flock here, burn the church, and hang you.Emlin still looked at the Holy Emblem of Life.
Father Utlavsky shook his head in a very small way:
No, they won't, they sincerely believe in the Mother Goddess, and they won't burn the church, and at most they will expel me.If I say I have given up my Fsak nationality, there will always be someone who understands me and accepts me.
Emlin tsk and said without moving his eyes:
What if Fenerport also joins the war and attacks the land of Roon in the Gulf of Desey?
What if the church of Mother Earth calls on all clergy to be enemies of Ruhn?
Do you obey the orders of the church, turn the believers here, or pretend to know nothing, and continue to preach the preciousness of life and the good harvest as you are now, or do you directly organize those believers to make enemies with their compatriots and prove your faith with blood and sacrifice?
Bishop Utlavsky slowly looked at the altar and the holy emblem of life on the altar, and had not spoken for a long time.
Emlin didn't ask any more questions and became silent like the priest.
The entire Harvest Church was quiet.
…………
On a colonial island, Alger Wilson, who had not had time to return to Passu Island, did not leave the Blue Avengers based on the principle of caution, but sent sailors to take turns to get ashore for information.
The captain, the news came that we had not been called.A sailor, with a strong smell of alcohol, reported to Alger about his harvest today.
Alger waved his hand and asked the subordinate to exit the room, then frowned slightly and said silently:
The church seems to be a little less concerned about this war...
In Alger's perception, this should be a fierce and wide-ranging war. As the invaded, the Storm Church will inevitably mobilize all forces to defeat the enemy, including driving the captains scattered on the sea to give corresponding tasks, but until this moment, Alger did not wait for the orders from Passu Island.
This does not mean that the Storm Church is passive and slacking off. The active church power in the Ruen army, the high-altitude defense in major cities, and the various activities of the demigod strong men all show that the Storm Church is seriously fighting the invasion of the Fsak Empire, but it is not desperate enough.
Is it because it is still in the early stages of the war?Does the church want to retain some of its strength to a critical moment?Aljac suppressed his inner turmoil and waited for further information.
At night, another group of sailors came back, but the news this time had nothing to do with the war.
Captain, there seems to be some monsters hiding on this island. Many pirates said that after drinking too much, they encountered something terrible when they went out to pee. Some of them were slapped hard by the branches of trees, some saw fruit growing on themselves, all of which were covered with blood and flesh, and some encountered thin ghosts, ghosts full of wheat on their faces... A relatively sober sailor described the rumors that they had inquired about.
Ghost legend...Arjie did not have the idea of finding out the truth, he nodded and warned seriously:
Don't go out to play at night.
…………
After Beckland and Pulitz Port became strange stories, Klein never went to those hospitals again, fearing that he would meet Zarathu's secret puppet directly.
Relying on his wriggling hunger and his ability to travel, he expanded the scope of creating horror legends, sometimes in the Sunian Sea, sometimes in the foggy Sea, sometimes in the Lenburg, sometimes in Fenerport, sometimes in places such as East and West Bairan, Plateau Valley, etc., and did not follow any rules, all relying on temporary inspiration. Some cities would go to them twice or three times, and some would no longer get involved once.
During this process, Klein had an inexplicable feeling, that was, invisible tentacles stretched out in the terrifying darkness, either chasing his whereabouts, or trying to predict, intercepting them in advance, silent and cold, and once they were entangled, the result was unimaginable.
Klein knew that this might be from Zarathu's search. His best way was to temporarily stop playing and wait dormantly, but it was this subtle feeling that made him hope to digest the potion as soon as possible. So with the help of the power of gray fog, Klein would first go to the gray fog to divine the danger level and use the paper man angel to interfere.
At this moment, his digestion level was greatly improved and he teleported to Kukwa City in Uttar Pradesh in Xibailang.
This is where he killed Ince Zangwell and avenge himself and the captain.
As soon as the figure appeared in the White Feather Square, Klein suddenly noticed a trace of abnormality.
The mansion of the general belonging to Messanyes in front was so quiet that it made people feel cold and their hair stood tall.
Messanyes was an indigenous general who had purchased arms from Dawn Dontes before. He was an extraordinary person in the path of death, and the church behind him was the knowledge.
What happened?Klein frowned slightly, thinking about whether to go in and confirm the situation, after all, that was his own partner.
Moreover, if he can meet a strong enemy, it will be a good opportunity to play. Klein has just done a self-evaluation and believes that if he can use the saint-level demigod as the protagonist and create a few more horror legends, his magician potion will be almost digested.
Of course, the premise of everything is safety, and one must be cautious and careful... While making the secret puppet Chunas Korg turn into Dawn Dances, Klein took out a gold coin.
This time, the revelation he received was not dangerous.
Strange... Klein was not careless, his body suddenly faded into a shadow, and disappeared into the darkness of the night. The secret puppet, Chunaskorg, stepped slowly towards Messanyes's mansion with Dawn Dances' face.
This is the shadow of creeping hunger itself.
As for Klein's other secret agent, Enyuni, who was waiting about 1 kilometer away, the mice belonging to this secret agent were nearly 1 kilometer away from the secret agent, but they could not make any moves.
Soon, Dawn Dances came to the main entrance of the general's mansion and opened the spiritual line vision.
What caught his eye were the chaotic black illusionary thin lines, which seemed to come from different people, but also had a obviously similar atmosphere.
And the normal spiritual thread does not exist at all.
Dawn Dontes was silent for a few seconds, stretched out his right hand and pushed open the unclosed front door.
The scene inside is different from what Klein remembers. The gold foil wrapped on the pillars, the golden statues inlaid on the walls and the gorgeous stairs were kneaded into a ball, like huge golden hedgehogs growing, and sharp stone pillars rose on the ground, with broken glass everywhere.
In addition to these, there are also unrealistic bookshelfs in the hall. Different places on the bookshelf are hidden in the dark shadows. Sometimes, they will curl up and stretch, just like eyes.
As the main door opened, the pool of liquid-like black shadows suddenly came alive and made the same sounds:
It's you!
My prediction is indeed correct. You are the one who helped me solve my troubles!
The doctors and nurses wanted to ask the bishop of the church to have a mass, and the remaining patients strongly opposed it, hoping to meet the ghost. They all called it the "Clown Angel" and said that it looked terrible like a clown dressed up, but in fact it was an angel that solved the illness and torture.
This title is very interesting... Audrey smiled and sighed.
In the past, she would have been very interested in this and was eager to try to go to that hospital to stay overnight through the dream to figure out what the so-called clown angel is. However, the outbreak of the war made her feel relatively low, and she felt that there were too many serious and important things to do, and she really had no mood to explore.
In fact, if she had not experienced the air strikes personally and had seen those injured due to this, she would have felt that the war had never broken out and Beckland was very peaceful in the past few days.
This is because after that air strike, the airship troops of the Lun Kingdom entered the war, and the air defense standards of coastal cities were all raised, and Beckland was not attacked again.
At present, the battle between Fsak and Ruin is mainly concentrated in three places: one is the Ammanda Mountains in Winter County, the second is the heavy industrial urban agglomeration on the east coast of the Michigan Sea, and the third is the major ports along the Sunian Sea, and none of them are in a stalemate. Even if there are casualties and injuries, it lacks a substantial impact on Beckland. In addition to the rising prices and the newspapers always have news, the city seems to have returned to peace in just a few days.
But Audrey doesn't know this way. Her father and brother have been busy recently and always return home very late, or convene a group of nobles, parliamentarians, and clergy to their homes for private gatherings. She learned about the specific number of casualties and injuries in the Port of Pritz and Ammanda fronts through the Dark Night Church. She even saw some battlefield photos. She is working hard to raise charity funds and contact major pharmaceutical companies and regular hospitals, hoping to organize battlefield rescue, charity and medical care.
Who would have thought that the adventurer in the name of madness not only took out the excess food in the manor, but also donated an additional £7,000 in cash... Audrey sighed secretly and began to keep the maid busy with herself.
…………
South District of Daqiao, Rose Street.
Emlin White casually donated 10 pounds to a charity fundraiser, pressed his hat, walked up the steps and entered the Harvest Church.
At this time, there was no believer in the church, and he could only sit in front of him like Father Utlavsky, a half-giant, praying devoutly.
Emlin didn't rush to change his priest's robe, and sat next to the priest. He wanted to say something, but after opening his mouth it turned into a hey laugh.
It must be your standard Fsak appearance and figure that make those believers dare not come over.Emlin looked at the altar ahead and said casually.
Bishop Utlavsky put down his hands and opened his eyes and said:
I can understand them.
What's the use of understanding?If the war is a little more intense and more soldiers are killed, maybe those believers will flock here, burn the church, and hang you.Emlin still looked at the Holy Emblem of Life.
Father Utlavsky shook his head in a very small way:
No, they won't, they sincerely believe in the Mother Goddess, and they won't burn the church, and at most they will expel me.If I say I have given up my Fsak nationality, there will always be someone who understands me and accepts me.
Emlin tsk and said without moving his eyes:
What if Fenerport also joins the war and attacks the land of Roon in the Gulf of Desey?
What if the church of Mother Earth calls on all clergy to be enemies of Ruhn?
Do you obey the orders of the church, turn the believers here, or pretend to know nothing, and continue to preach the preciousness of life and the good harvest as you are now, or do you directly organize those believers to make enemies with their compatriots and prove your faith with blood and sacrifice?
Bishop Utlavsky slowly looked at the altar and the holy emblem of life on the altar, and had not spoken for a long time.
Emlin didn't ask any more questions and became silent like the priest.
The entire Harvest Church was quiet.
…………
On a colonial island, Alger Wilson, who had not had time to return to Passu Island, did not leave the Blue Avengers based on the principle of caution, but sent sailors to take turns to get ashore for information.
The captain, the news came that we had not been called.A sailor, with a strong smell of alcohol, reported to Alger about his harvest today.
Alger waved his hand and asked the subordinate to exit the room, then frowned slightly and said silently:
The church seems to be a little less concerned about this war...
In Alger's perception, this should be a fierce and wide-ranging war. As the invaded, the Storm Church will inevitably mobilize all forces to defeat the enemy, including driving the captains scattered on the sea to give corresponding tasks, but until this moment, Alger did not wait for the orders from Passu Island.
This does not mean that the Storm Church is passive and slacking off. The active church power in the Ruen army, the high-altitude defense in major cities, and the various activities of the demigod strong men all show that the Storm Church is seriously fighting the invasion of the Fsak Empire, but it is not desperate enough.
Is it because it is still in the early stages of the war?Does the church want to retain some of its strength to a critical moment?Aljac suppressed his inner turmoil and waited for further information.
At night, another group of sailors came back, but the news this time had nothing to do with the war.
Captain, there seems to be some monsters hiding on this island. Many pirates said that after drinking too much, they encountered something terrible when they went out to pee. Some of them were slapped hard by the branches of trees, some saw fruit growing on themselves, all of which were covered with blood and flesh, and some encountered thin ghosts, ghosts full of wheat on their faces... A relatively sober sailor described the rumors that they had inquired about.
Ghost legend...Arjie did not have the idea of finding out the truth, he nodded and warned seriously:
Don't go out to play at night.
…………
After Beckland and Pulitz Port became strange stories, Klein never went to those hospitals again, fearing that he would meet Zarathu's secret puppet directly.
Relying on his wriggling hunger and his ability to travel, he expanded the scope of creating horror legends, sometimes in the Sunian Sea, sometimes in the foggy Sea, sometimes in the Lenburg, sometimes in Fenerport, sometimes in places such as East and West Bairan, Plateau Valley, etc., and did not follow any rules, all relying on temporary inspiration. Some cities would go to them twice or three times, and some would no longer get involved once.
During this process, Klein had an inexplicable feeling, that was, invisible tentacles stretched out in the terrifying darkness, either chasing his whereabouts, or trying to predict, intercepting them in advance, silent and cold, and once they were entangled, the result was unimaginable.
Klein knew that this might be from Zarathu's search. His best way was to temporarily stop playing and wait dormantly, but it was this subtle feeling that made him hope to digest the potion as soon as possible. So with the help of the power of gray fog, Klein would first go to the gray fog to divine the danger level and use the paper man angel to interfere.
At this moment, his digestion level was greatly improved and he teleported to Kukwa City in Uttar Pradesh in Xibailang.
This is where he killed Ince Zangwell and avenge himself and the captain.
As soon as the figure appeared in the White Feather Square, Klein suddenly noticed a trace of abnormality.
The mansion of the general belonging to Messanyes in front was so quiet that it made people feel cold and their hair stood tall.
Messanyes was an indigenous general who had purchased arms from Dawn Dontes before. He was an extraordinary person in the path of death, and the church behind him was the knowledge.
What happened?Klein frowned slightly, thinking about whether to go in and confirm the situation, after all, that was his own partner.
Moreover, if he can meet a strong enemy, it will be a good opportunity to play. Klein has just done a self-evaluation and believes that if he can use the saint-level demigod as the protagonist and create a few more horror legends, his magician potion will be almost digested.
Of course, the premise of everything is safety, and one must be cautious and careful... While making the secret puppet Chunas Korg turn into Dawn Dances, Klein took out a gold coin.
This time, the revelation he received was not dangerous.
Strange... Klein was not careless, his body suddenly faded into a shadow, and disappeared into the darkness of the night. The secret puppet, Chunaskorg, stepped slowly towards Messanyes's mansion with Dawn Dances' face.
This is the shadow of creeping hunger itself.
As for Klein's other secret agent, Enyuni, who was waiting about 1 kilometer away, the mice belonging to this secret agent were nearly 1 kilometer away from the secret agent, but they could not make any moves.
Soon, Dawn Dances came to the main entrance of the general's mansion and opened the spiritual line vision.
What caught his eye were the chaotic black illusionary thin lines, which seemed to come from different people, but also had a obviously similar atmosphere.
And the normal spiritual thread does not exist at all.
Dawn Dontes was silent for a few seconds, stretched out his right hand and pushed open the unclosed front door.
The scene inside is different from what Klein remembers. The gold foil wrapped on the pillars, the golden statues inlaid on the walls and the gorgeous stairs were kneaded into a ball, like huge golden hedgehogs growing, and sharp stone pillars rose on the ground, with broken glass everywhere.
In addition to these, there are also unrealistic bookshelfs in the hall. Different places on the bookshelf are hidden in the dark shadows. Sometimes, they will curl up and stretch, just like eyes.
As the main door opened, the pool of liquid-like black shadows suddenly came alive and made the same sounds:
It's you!
My prediction is indeed correct. You are the one who helped me solve my troubles!
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