Chapter 58

Chapter 58

Chapter 58

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After Sharf left, Treanor and Riel divided up the remaining roast chicken and meat and began to be lazy. Turing saw that they had finished their midnight snack and took the opportunity to say to Treanor: "Miss Elaine sent you a letter."

"Elaine? Oh." Treanor didn't care too much. There were too many people who wanted to get close to him. Even if they were his relatives, he didn't want to get too close. "Leave it there. I'll take a look at it later. Forget it. You can help me read it and tell me the content. If there is nothing else, you don't have to reply."

"Yes." Turing unfolded the letter. "Miss Elaine said in the letter that she had traveled several times on the sea with the goods, and now they are all sold out. Tobacco and fruits and vegetables from the mainland are very popular on the sea... She made some money and planned to come back to replenish the stock and make another trip before the New Year. But she has encountered some troubles recently, so she may not be able to come back on time. Please forgive me."

"Hmm." Treanor responded to show that he understood.

"The last time I went to deliver a letter to Richard Ernst, I also went to see your distant relative." Riel stretched out on his side while lying on the ground. The hunter quickly touched his belly twice. Riel was furious and tried to bite him, but he missed. "It seems that the little girl has been entangled by a witch. She has improper intentions at first glance, after all, we live next door. But the little witch didn't dare to touch her, after all, she still has your amulet."

"Yeah." Traynor was still absent-minded.

Seeing that he didn't want to talk, Rui Er yawned and turned over, walking back to his super luxurious cat bed with elegant steps. Turing looked at his master who he had served for more than a hundred years, smiled and said: "Are you thinking about Master Charles? He is indeed very similar to Lord Charles."

"No, they are not alike at all, except for their size."

Trena smacked his lips. "Charve is a smart kid who knows how to make a profit for himself. I'm very happy. I believe he can successfully escape from Intis and survive in the extraordinary world. Char can't develop firearms. If he is asked to develop weapons, he will only choose to study explosion-proof shields. He is such an indecisive guy who is reluctant to hurt others and even unwilling to let others sacrifice for him."

"You are still worried about what happened back then..."

"It's all over, Turing." The War Bishop raised his head and stared at the crimson moon nonchalantly, "Go pave the way for Sharf."

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Based on the notes of the descendants of Abraham that he got last night, he guessed that the other party lost control on the spot because he chose to be promoted during the full moon.

Therefore, the cursed ability of the "Master Key" to make people lost and go to bad places, in addition to coming from the legacy of the extraordinary characteristics that imply resentment and unwillingness, there is a high probability that it has been contaminated by the illusory mumbling of Mr. "Door".

"So, how does it change during a full moon?"

He produced a pen and paper and wrote down the "divination statement" he had prepared long ago: "How it will perform during a full moon."

Holding the paper in one hand and the "master key" in the other, Klein leaned back in his chair and said with a self-deprecating smile, "I'm going to commit suicide again..."

"However, there shouldn't be much danger this time. Mr. 'Door' is far away from the real world and lost in the depths of darkness. Besides, I have the gray fog to block it."

In this case, the danger of divination is no different from directly divination the thing itself. The experienced Klein half-closed his eyes, his eyes turned deep and he kept chanting:
"It behaves during a full moon."

……

After seven times, Klein fell into a dream.

Soon, veins popped out on Klein's forehead. He clenched his fingers on the tabletop and endured the extreme pain of mumbling. It took him a long time to let out a sigh of relief.

“Huh, this full moon whisper… Before I became a High Sequence, I didn’t dare to listen to it in the real world… But there was a word just now, which seemed to mean “request for help” in the ancient Hermetic language…”

"This is a true cry for help!"

……

After finalizing their respective battle plans with Klein, Sharon returned to their hiding place, where Maric was waiting for her.

"New sedative." Sharon didn't waste any words and directly placed the potion that Klein bought from the pharmacist in front of Maric. The battle with the Rose School's pursuers was imminent, and Maric had no intention of playing cards. The malice in his eyes behind his messy bangs was more obvious, and vaguely a bit vicious.

"The Pilgrims have approached me again," he croaked.

Sharon's expression remained unchanged, she looked straight ahead, waiting for what was to come.

"He's the man we're familiar with. He defected before us. He was hunted down after he disappeared, but it seems he managed to evade it."

Maric didn't say anything else. Sharon was silent for a long time, and finally said, "No."

"They have abandoned their teachings and are no longer our compatriots." Her voice was cold and resolute. "The Angel of Temperance has committed many crimes in the southern continent. He is not as kind as he appears to be. He cannot be trusted."

Maric had no hope of convincing her, nor did he plan to contact the Pilgrimage Sect. After all, the two sects had parted ways for decades. He just said a few words out of emotion. He was surprised that Sharon was willing to say so many words, which showed how bad the Pilgrimage Sect was in her heart... In fact, apart from the "Cursed City" incident that frightened the Northern Continent and the belligerent ideas of the leader "Temperance Angel", the rest were all trivial matters. Of course, the root of the badness might be that when Sharon's teacher, Her Highness Renette Tinicole, died in battle, the Temperance Angel, who claimed to be a compatriot, did not lend a helping hand from beginning to end.

At first, it might be okay, after all, the two sects have the same doctrine but are not the same organization, which is understandable. But when Sharon noticed that the partner of the Pilgrimage Sect was actually the Aurora Society and the other leader was a famous devil, the image of the Pilgrimage Sect could not be reversed.

"Sherlock agreed to help, didn't he?" Maric muttered to himself, scratching his hair vigorously, feeling a little manic. The bottles of brightly colored potions on the table became particularly attractive. "...Then I hope his strength can really help us escape from danger."

Sharon looked out the window, silent, and gradually disappeared into the air.

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Silver City. The recent situation of the Skold couple has attracted much attention in Silver City. All this attention started because Mrs. Skold, who was only pregnant for more than a month, now has a belly that looks like it is three months. This is not just a matter of size. After all, Silver City has inherited a relatively pure giant bloodline, and the average height of underage children is 1.8 meters. Mrs. Skold always feels too hungry and too tired, and needs to eat a lot to stay energetic. This is a very strange thing, so Mr. Skold hurriedly took his wife to the medical center in Silver City.

After the diagnosis by two doctors, it was confirmed that the baby in Mrs. Skold's belly, which was only one month old, was now developing into a 3-4 month old fetus. The doctors comforted her husband, saying that the abnormality your wife showed was only because your child grew too fast and ate too much. He was very well-behaved and quiet, so it was not a sign of mutation... maybe?
This matter naturally attracted the attention of the chief and elders of Silver City. Colin Iliad, who had been keeping an eye on them, and Lovia, who had been secretly watching them, came together. They naturally represented the Silver City Six-member Council to inquire about the two's recent situation.

"I don't really feel anything... except hungry and tired."

Mrs. Scould thought about it seriously. She unconsciously stroked her already bulging belly. Her eyes were full of love, without fear or dissatisfaction. "My child is very healthy. Sometimes I can even feel that he is talking to me. He will definitely be a healthy little angel."

"He?" Lovia noticed the gender pronoun.

Mrs. Skold thought about it distressedly, and then explained: "... a few days before I became pregnant, I saw a giant silver snake in my dream. After returning from the clinic, I often saw a child with white hair in my dreams. I couldn't see his face clearly, nor could I tell his gender, but I felt that it should be a boy."

"In my dream, I had a premonition that he was my child. I stroked his head, and he didn't shy away. Then I began to tell him stories, stories about the Lord, and ancient myths that circulated in the City of Silver..."

Halfway through her words, Lovia's eyes lit up. She was always gloomy and a little excited. She kept looking in the direction of Colin Iliad. The chief was also listening very attentively. Only Mr. Scould looked confused, but he also had the joy of welcoming a new life.

The silver giant snake, the white-haired boy, Lovia's excitement could no longer be suppressed. She stroked her husband's skull in her hand, and her emotions were even a little out of control. She knew who it was. In the entire Silver City, probably only the chief and herself knew who it was! Because she became a believer of the Lord in the temple with the murals painted by the "Angel of Destiny" Ouroboros! She saw the scene of the Lord falling into the shadows, she saw the silver and red angels following the Lord, and she saw the history that no one knew. Then she saw the current Lord, and firmly believed that He was the real hope of the God-forsaken Land. Now the angel under the Lord's throne appeared in front of her, how could she not be excited to the point of madness? !
hope.

She finally got hope.

Lovia almost had the urge to cry, and almost knelt down in front of this pregnant woman to worship this angel who had not yet arrived.

She didn't kneel down because Colin's broad, rough hands rested on her shoulders, pulling her back to reality from her beautiful dream.

The chief of Silver City already knew about the mural that Lovia mentioned. After the Skolds became pregnant, he went to see it in person and was deeply shocked. He then destroyed it to avoid shaking the hearts of the people in Silver City.

Mrs. Scould had a natural smile on her face, gently stroking her belly. She was an ordinary mother. But when Colin thought that there might be an angel in her belly, he couldn't take it normally. But he couldn't show anything unusual in front of the couple, so he suppressed all the complicated emotions and secret expectations, turned his head and looked at Mr. Scould who was preparing food for his wife: "Have there been any changes in your life recently?"

Mr. Skold held a large piece of monster leg meat, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his simple and innocent face: "...I just think that the recent patrols have been very smooth and we can get more meat."

Colin's eyes darkened: "Tell me more details."

"My wife's appetite has increased recently. She eats two days' worth of food a day, or even more." The young warrior scratched his head and organized his words. "Usually, patrol missions are just enough to fill my stomach. It takes several days to save up extra merit to exchange for black-faced grass and some Dumu fruit. Based on past gains, I definitely can't feed my wife, but now it's been a month, and I can actually catch enough prey every time."

"Even my luck has improved a lot. I often escape danger without getting hurt. In the last few patrols, I only got slightly injured..."

Their luck has improved... Colin and Lovia thought at the same time, and the next second they both remembered the introduction of the path of luck in the general education course of the City of Silver. Colin thought of fortune tellers, thieves, monsters, etc., and analyzed one by one which of the situations of the Skold couple belonged to. But Lovia skipped this step and directly thought of the "fate" path, because the first person she saw was the angel of fate Ouroboros.

"...Congratulations." Colin Iliad closed his eyes and opened them after a long time. There was a slightly relaxed smile on his solemn and old face. "Please rest assured, your child will not be some kind of horrible thing, but a little angel that brings good luck."

Luo Weiya still had an exploration mission to complete and was about to set off. The two of them exchanged a few words of greeting with the couple and then left.

On the way, Lovia received a message from a member of the exploration team: Derrick Berg, a member of the reserved exploration team, showed signs of slight loss of control and would be sent to the bottom of the round tower for treatment and recuperation, and could no longer participate in this expedition. Derrick Berg was usually a kind and slightly introverted child, but overall his condition was very stable. In the dark environment and dangerous life of Silver City, it was normal for him to occasionally lose control slightly due to mental fluctuations or excessive tension.

Lovia heard it, but she was not too surprised. Colin Iliad happened to be nearby, so he approved the matter.

After walking a few hundred meters, Lovia couldn't help but look back and take another look at the house where the Skolds lived.

"Let's go." Colin did not stop her. He waited until she turned back reluctantly before walking side by side with her again. "The future of Silver City lies ahead."

TBC
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*157 hints at Traynor’s lines for the be ending.

*It was at this time that Colin began to believe that this child was really the angel of destiny who once served under the Lord.

But at the same time, he also knew that the Lord seemed to have become an evil god now, and for the sake of Silver City, he did not make a rash bet.

* “We are temperance people. If everyone could exercise moderation, there would be no wars and no casualties.”

"Hatred and anger cannot be restrained! You can only restrain yourself, but you have no ability to make others learn to restrain themselves. Stop dreaming! Be brave to resist, the enemy will not lay down their weapons just because you are gentle!"

"We have already made peace, why are you still fighting? What do you want to do? Do you know how many innocent people have died because of you?! Do you know that you have destroyed the hard-earned peace?!"

"Idiots... I have nothing to say to you."

Edited again: The contract was signed, I'll go. It was quite sudden.

(End of this chapter)