Pushing the door open, Larsen peeked in first, and found that the instructor was the only one in the room, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
There was no wax in the rotunda, but the windows were bright, and the soft light reflected his silhouette. At the top of the tower, "Dark Night Awakening" Demosis rolled a long piece of plain paper full of words into a tube, tied it with beautiful satin, and put it into a pen jar. Similar to it are the three rolls of paper, which do not even have the slightest deviation from the folding angle of the ribbon.
"Meet again, Larson? I seem to have returned to your apprenticeship." The prophet smiled.
Larson was not in his good mood. I received four submissions a day, and each report listed an average of more than a dozen suggestions called suggestions. Each one needed to be reviewed and approved, and a tactful reply was given. Anyone sitting in the prophet's seat would not be able to laugh. He handed the new scroll to his mentor: "It should be the final report. Someone asked Sabina to give it to me first." Someone was right in front of him.
"She's very obedient. A good girl who deserves a reward."
"Why do you want me to take a look?" "Eye of Iron" couldn't help but said, "I am a professor in the astronomy room! I am not an envoy of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs."
"Maybe in Dean's eyes, you're kinder than his boss."
Larsen frowned. "You understand what I mean, sir. These reports are the Affairs Department's objections to law enforcement officials and should be sent to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs."
"Then let our commander go to Aironi and force him to withdraw the accusation?" The Tower Prophet shook his head, "Forget it, Aironi has enough troubles. If you add more, he may propose to retire. Where can I go? How about finding a master of the Sky Realm who is willing to accept mortal affairs?"
Wouldn't the commander look for me? Although this kind of thing has not happened yet, as long as the feedback from the Affairs Department is sent to Astronomy Room 1, Larson will not be able to ignore the danger from the White Envoy. He had had enough of being on tenterhooks and was ready to speak. If this continues, I will retire before Aironi. "This is a normal flow, and the commander won't say anything."
"He doesn't know anything, you still don't know?"
"Stop it, Master Mentor." Larsen was really annoyed, "I'm serious."
"Why not?" The saint cut the seal with his fingernail, and then smoothed the ribbon slowly.
"This is a matter between the Affairs Department and the Law Enforcement Team! The latter belongs to Mr. Rubin, right? Our Ministry of Foreign Affairs has two departments. No matter how you think about it, it is not my turn."
"What would you do if it was your turn?"
It's clear, I'm coming to you. "I don't understand what you mean, my lord."
"It's not difficult. Think about it and use your brain! You can persuade Dean to do it, or you can make the people of Aeroni stay silent."
Larsen frowned. You want me to do this? Let me be the third person to ease conflicts? He didn't know how long he had been playing this role. "I have no control over this matter. The Secretary's complaint is legitimate, but the law enforcement officers are rude. I can't find a reason to open it for them, and the Honorable Dean Rubin will not listen to my advice."
"Well, that's too bad. Who do you think can fix this?"
Ask me, Larson thought. There is also the white envoy who leads the tower. "Maybe I should get myself a lawyer," he said mockingly. ….
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The saint couldn't help but raise his eyebrows as he read the paper. "It was another resistance from the Affairs Department. When the law enforcement team arrested Nightingale, no one was injured, resulting in the death of forty-six people. They blew up a flour mill."
"Lord Prophet?" Is he listening to me?
"Have you been to the outskirts, Larson? Have you seen the victims?"
What Larson remembered was the snow disaster in the Fog City, and Blumnot's newspaper published photos of the local alchemy factory. Tall and slender smoke, huge teeth, patch-like iron exterior, cars covered with hooks, conveyor belts and engineering ladder frames, as well as little men in blue clothes who tirelessly repeat the work.
The reporter described it as "a truly creative and religious place where supplies manufactured every day are sold to tens of millions of people: people use their cooperative spirit and hard-working hands to create their own wealth." Just the text paired with the pictures can impress people who read the newspaper.
The traces left by fate are eternal. The truth of the universe is different from things written by people. Larson understands that the lies contained in ordinary people's tongues are far greater than the truth and should not be fully believed.
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among the common people. Now that the law enforcement teams are connected in tandem, the guards of order have been eliminated. But it has to make people think, if law enforcement officers are allowed to supervise various ministries, who will supervise the law enforcement officers? "
"Who will come?"
It seems to be a kind of exam. Larson noticed. The prophet Demosis was asking him what he meant. There was no way he was going to say something stupid about setting up a department to supervise the law enforcers. We don't have that manpower. "The Ministry of Foreign Affairs has rules for handling relevant incidents, right? There are laws to follow on this matter."
The saint suddenly turned around and stared at Larson with his dark eyes. "Seek help from the law." The scroll made a slight stretching sound. He nodded, "It's a good way."
"The laws of Cloyinta are decreed by the Fates." Rasenti, "Including the power given to the law enforcement team."
"It seems you have found the key." The saint scanned the report.
"Law enforcement." Larson spat out the word reluctantly. "Every recent protest has been related to them. The nobles regard them as symbols of dictatorship, while the common people are giving and asking for the first two, and their suggestions are of no use. The mysterious creatures still follow the law, but the youth As for your law enforcement team... to be honest, maybe we made a mistake."
"This is a decision passed by a vote of ***." The saint pointed out, "It is not my opinion alone."
Larsen has been ranked leader for dozens of years, and the number of times the saint has spoken out in meetings is either a prophecy or a crisis of order. He understood that his mentor's words were absolutely true. The ruler of Cloyin Tower is Destiny, not just Demosis.
But they also don't represent Larson. "We voted, but I was not in favor of it."
“Remember who voted for it and why they voted for it?”
"'Deep Space Priest, Tyran,'Xiong, Ronai,'Gatekeeper, Jerry, Blue Emissary Dean Rubin." Larson paused for a moment, "And White Emissary."
"You don't seem happy with the results, Larson."….
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"The Green Envoy made the suggestion, and he shouldn't be counted among them, but you also agree with his suggestion." A total of five people agreed. The development of Destiny *** has lasted for three thousand years, and so far it has only reached ten. Excluding Qingzhi, nine out of ten are in favor, and the law enforcement team was established.
"My opinion is not important. You could have decided this matter yourself. Have you considered other people's positions?"
Standing is equivalent to why you agree. Larson no doubt considered it. Among them, "Lion" Ronald was eager to find a way to control his little sibling Luo. If he could let her stay in confinement honestly, he would agree without hesitation. "Gatekeeper" Jerome has not participated in the show for a long time. According to Helen, he has no responsibility for external affairs and his attitude has always been that of a prophet.
The "Deep Space Patriarch" was born into a noble family, and his relatives had committed horrific scandals. Fortunately, Terrence inherited his ancestors' obsession with the mysterious race and did not inherit their madness. In any case, it was good for him to clean up the moral code, and Terrence had no reason not to support it.
As for the Blue Envoy Dean Lu, he seized the opportunity to propose the establishment of a law enforcement team to supervise the personnel inside the tower. "Storm Songer" Aironi, the director-general of the Affairs Department, was very dissatisfied with this, because the Public Security Bureau, which represented the judicial field, was once his subordinate, and the detection station was undoubtedly among them. Now that both are being challenged, it's strange that he can be happy.
In addition, the prevention and elimination of mysterious disasters is the work of the astronomy room, and the unknown people form a society...
Foreign Minister Bai Zhizhi is a demon hunter, Larsen thought. The Green Envoy's proposal was also to divide their power, but unexpectedly, when the director of the Affairs Department contradicted his words at the meeting and raised the topic to him, the commander refused.
Larsen didn't understand why the White Envoy agreed to the deputy's ambitious proposal and abandoned the olive branch extended by Eroni. Dean Rubin's plan would not have succeeded if White had turned against him.
The saint had finished reading the newspaper and collected it in his pen holder. "You think this is an internal dispute within the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and should not affect other ministries, don't you?"
"There is also the Department of Affairs. It is obvious that the power of Your Excellency Aironi lies only with you, the prophet is the most powerful, but this situation has lasted for hundreds of years, and there has been no serious flaw for the time being."
"Of course I won't when I'm alive. But there is always one thing. You have to face these things yourself." The saint said calmly, "The astronomy room is the core of Cloyin, but you and Terrence are only focused on the things at hand. Os Mrs. Wade, Helen’s identity is unknown, and she cannot be as free as you. You have to make the decision yourself (this chapter is not finished yet!)
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meaning. "
"You've been saying this for a hundred years, mentor."
"Indeed, it won't be a problem for another hundred years. Then why don't you go out and let Sabina listen?"
Larson thought he was angry: "I just don't think there's a need to be so pushy."
"There is a war, and everyone has to be accurate, and I am no exception." The prophet played the scroll, "We are astrologers, la, and astrologers are people who are prepared for everything."
"It's just opening up right now, and the seven pivots haven't really formed a connection yet, which will inevitably allow the devil to gain the upper hand." Larsen Cheng said, "But it's a matter of time. The association makes small moves, joins forces with Gavash, and even threatens Hoko Lin. They are fighting for survival, but at best they are struggling to survive. The gap between the mysterious realm and the devil's remnants is obvious."….
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Besides, we have won the first step. The demon princess Wuyinrosnis is still imprisoned in Abro. The banshees under her command were wiped out, and the ghosts fled after hearing the news. Kongdao Huoklin expelled the dead and did not suffer much losses.
On land, Brethian and Oath Keeper caravans fought off the invading secret society. Although the Parliament was unable to welcome Yin Wenjie, the Queen of Light, in advance due to the work of the wizards of the school, this was not bad news for the tower. The Alliance has abandoned plans for close cooperation with parliament - a disturbingly deep engagement between the two pivots - and has instead sent friendly signals to the other pivots. "Lion" Ronald completed his mission and returned to the City of Floating Clouds.
For most people, wanting to control the overall battlefront is a strategic dream, but Sky Tower Kroyin can realize it. Larson himself is an astronomy professor, and the destiny revealed in the starry sky cannot escape his eyes. In his opinion, as long as the tide flows into Nok step by step, the Seven Fulcrums will destroy the demon society.
The devil may be threatening, but we should not be afraid.
"Yes, we can even see the ending." Prophet, "That's how it should be."
it should? "What's the matter, sir?"
"I don't know, Larson. I can't see clearly."
"I'm afraid the time has not come yet." Larsen can't peek into fate. Recently, the tower has received the prophecy of the "Red Prophecy". As the highest scale destiny revelation, this red dream will appear repeatedly in the vision of astrology, even if it is not The symbolic disaster is over.
"The Vampires and the Mysteries are in ashes, but the aftermath of the Red Prophecy is still spreading in destiny, interfering with people's judgment." The Saint told, "However, perhaps a large part of the reason here comes from the order itself. The demon hunting movement is We initiate it ourselves, and the future is just a thought away.”
Larson frowned: "I don't understand."
"The prophecy dream will cover the fate track, unless a new dream is born... However, the demon hunting movement is a war initiated by order, not a natural disaster, so Otto will remain silent against mortal wars."
We should postpone the fight until the influence of the prophetic dream wears off. Larson thought. But in fact, the demon hunting industry has begun, the undead has broken out in Huokulin, and the border of order is also in turmoil.
There are evil things lurking in the darkness, keeping an eye on the creatures guarded by order. Larsen could feel their presence. Secret societies…
Candles flicker. The prophet sighed. "Remember, what happened fifteen years ago... the disaster at Winnie Watts was my fault and the astronomy room's fault. I'm afraid we will never be able to make amends."
He thinks from a different perspective than Larson. The lifestyles of mortals and mythical creatures are very different, but in the eyes of the gods, there is almost no difference between the Seven Fulcrums and the people who are not ignited.
In fact, both of them do suffer. Fifteen years ago, the Glorious Council launched the first demon-hunting operation. In order to implement the plan, the Holy Knights carried out a horrific massacre in the small town of Veniwas. The blood of hundreds of thousands of mortals forged the power of the Holy Knights. For a time, the Sky Realms in the mysterious realm would retreat just by hearing its name. The Sky Tower was also frightened by Lucia's brilliance and almost gave up its vassal country. ….
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It wasn't until the new leader, the White Envoy, defeated the Paladins head-on that the Holy Radiance Council's brand name was finally compromised. People began to take the Paladin seriously, at least they would no longer run away after hearing the news.
"Of course, this is all my suggestion and may be contrary to the facts." The prophet added.
"Since the demon hunting movement is not within the scope of prophetic dreams, it means that our actions have not shaken the order." Larsen said, "In a sense, this is actually the result."
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It never hurts to prepare for the worst. "The saint doesn't seem to be serious. He deliberately wanted to see me laugh and make others nervous. Larson saw through it. "The law enforcer..."
"I'll send the report to the commander." Larsen called quickly, "If he had been involved in this matter, the law enforcement team might be able to restrain themselves. The Green Envoy is just a deputy department, right?"
"Leave it all to you, are you so relieved?" the prophet asked.
When, sir, we should worry about another time, like Dean Rubin's personal safety. But this was left to the medical department to worry about, so Larson didn't have to think too hard. "I'll arrange for Sabina to follow and notify Airl so he can screen his officers."
The Prophet agreed. He lay down in the chair and shook his head, the moonlight reflecting back and forth in the room. "It's really weird. Every time you solve a problem, you inevitably create a new one." The instructor hugged, "But I can't blame you for doing it, because we can all accept the consequences. Tell me, La, do you have any tips? It works. Can you see other people’s bottom lines with your naked eyes?”
The trick is to just do your job, keep your mind at ease, and mind your own business.
Before leaving, the prophet stopped him: "What do you think of Dean Rubin? Do you like him? Where is the law enforcement team?"
Only inhumane people like Rubin. As for watching, Larson doesn’t really know him. "Objectively speaking, we need him. A self-disciplined and disciplined person is indispensable in the police, and the law enforcement team is just a tool."
The prophet nodded. "Yes. Needed." He rubbed his knuckles. "I understand what you mean."
When he returned to the viewing area, Larson's only apprentice, Sabina, was staying up late making a report catalog. Her lips opened silently, as fast as a spell.
Larson recalled his mentor’s teasing. "Do you know anything about these things?" He pointed at one of them and asked.
Miss Astrologer raised her head, but her thoughts had not yet shifted from the previous affairs. It was as if there were calculations flashing through her eyes. "I'm not a professional, sir. What do you want to know?"
"Have you read the law enforcement team's report?"
"No." Sabina hesitated, "I've probably heard rumors about them. I think destiny has a unique test, but maybe it will take time for people to accept it."
Larson couldn't help but smile. “Perfect answer.”
"This is a matter of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. The Astronomy Office is just passing it by without intervening." She reported dutifully.
"Then, what's the most outrageous thing these people have done?" It couldn't be blowing up a flour mill, right?
Sabina put it down and rummaged through the papers in front of her. Soon she handed Larson a hard coin with tiny runes engraved on it. "An alchemical creation of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs." She coughed. "Nightingale uses it to steal intelligence... and collect criminal evidence."…
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The spy said, a shady object. The Ministry of Foreign Affairs' duty is to protect national security, so it is not surprising that some special measures are taken. Larson played with it for a while and then threw it on the table. The coin was spun twice, and the runes on the surface flashed.
Sabina brought the crystal, and a faint mist emerged from it. When the fog cleared, a human figure appeared in the transparent crystal. Due to the angle of view, Larson couldn't see his face clearly.
But the sound is clearly audible. "Desert means desertion, the law is the law, our commander will never tolerate it." Someone said.
"I'm afraid it's your law." The retorted voice said, "You can break it in your own territory, but it has nothing to do with the Sainsbury family."
Larson couldn't help but frown when he heard the name of this family. Sabine shrugged at him but remained silent. So they continued to listen.
"You work in the Logistics Department, Vijay Sainsborg. For two weeks, you returned to Fuyunzhi privately without receiving any notice. This is a definite fact."
"I finished delivering the goods on hand! The Ministry of Foreign Affairs received the goods, and someone took out the receipt...I gave it all to you! Sir, there is a complete mistake in this..."
"Not honest!" a third person shouted. Then there was a crisp slap of skin and flesh, accompanied by screams that went up and down. Obviously, this person should be a role like a torture officer. "The law enforcement team has solid evidence. You deserted the situation and failed to deliver the medicine, resulting in the death of forty soldiers."
"No...no!" Vijay groaned, showing fear. "I'm sending supplies! Food supplies!" He sobbed, and the second half of his sentence was broken. "It's not medicine, Da, I didn't send it... uh!" A choking voice said. "There are records in the warehouse...records...(This chapter is not finished yet!)
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There was a brief moment of peace, and even the sound of breathing was barely audible. Mysterious creatures also need space, but everyone holds their breath in unison to weaken the sense of existence as much as possible.
"Didn't you hear?" the first person said, "In the warehouse."
"I'll kill him right away, sir." the torture officer replied tremblingly. "Vijay Sainsbury was found guilty, three days later?"
"Three days is a bit long. This guy is not tough. It won't take that long to identify the culprit."
"Execution in two days...one day." The conversation was drowned in a sudden burst of high-pitched wails. Larsen could imagine Vijay's despair and no one could save him. The interrogator only hesitated: "But, big, behind this guy..."
The angle of view suddenly rotated, shaking back and forth, as if someone was throwing it in the palm of their hand. "Eliminate the memory, cure it, and let him appear in a reasonable place without incident. What do you think?"
", sir!"
"Idiot!" The first man's voice became furious, but the angle of view was so shaky that Larsen couldn't see his face clearly. "He has no brain! A complete idiot! Doesn't it cost money to erase the memory? Doesn't the treatment cost free? You will pay for it, boy?" The subordinates were obedient and did not dare to say anything. "Listen to me, kill him, do you understand? Kill him! What's the problem?"
"yes!"
"Don't worry." The man slowed down and said, "I think the warehouse is good. Once it's clean, there won't be any problems. Okay, let him sign a confession. Write all his names! It won't matter if one of them is missing. "Hurry up and let him go. Let’s open our dear Vijay first, especially his right hand.”….
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", sir!"
The video ends here, the coin loses its light and the crystal dims. After witnessing the atrocities committed by the law enforcement team, Larson realized that his actions were ill-considered. If Dean Rubin's law enforcement team is allowed to run rampant inside the tower, frame-ups and slanders will soon be endless. It is impossible for an astrologer to deduce the truth without traces. Taking ten thousand steps back, who can doubt the judgment of the law enforcement team?
People will turn on each other in an attempt to bring the enemy down. Larson has no doubt that the Public Security Bureau will be filled with the affairs of the Secretariat, while the law enforcement headquarters will be filled with down-and-out businessmen, dissidents, and young men who are disobedient to "discipline." No matter which one, everyone will make a lot of money from this fight.
"There is a follow-up report here." Sabina opened a document in her hand. "About the warehouse and Vijay Sainsbury's post, a flour mill, was blown up last night."
They didn't even cover it, Larsen thought. This is all because the Prophet and Destiny *** supported the Green Envoy's proposal, which is clearly our fault. "A protest from the Affairs Department?" The fight had already begun, and he didn't know if it was too late to stop it...
The astrologer lady glanced down. "Director, this is the report of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs."
"Ministry of Foreign Affairs?" Larson didn't expect it.
"The coin is used by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Only when the Affairs Department suddenly received it can we know the truth."
This is great. Larson rubbed his forehead. A spy weapon from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, whose method will it be? Does he want the Secretariat to expose the crimes of the law enforcement team and escalate the conflict between them? Still, let me...the other party's purpose is obvious.
"Why go around the bush?" he muttered. "It was enough to object at the time. I had to speak up."
"teacher?"
", I'm not talking about you." Sabina's expression was unspeakable. Larson felt relieved, but was speechless for a moment. Should she admit that her mentor was the one who made the decision? It would scare her... even though she probably already knew this. He recalled the prophet's mention of Sabina, whom the mentor regarded as my successor. "Is the observation deck repaired?"
"Most of it has been repaired. No, sir, no one is on duty these days."
He couldn't help but be diverted. "We are on duty, right? Who is absent from work?"
Sabina looked troubled. "Sir Sidney was determined not to go for the viewing. I went to ask Terrence, but he asked to build a magma pool on the experimental platform. This is not possible! Many parts are very sensitive to temperature."
That's why Bai Zhizhi destroyed them so thoroughly, but he still hasn't been able to repair them. The guard must be found as soon as possible, otherwise the prophet will leave the matter to me... Larson felt more pressure on his shoulders and wanted to fall asleep. "What happened to Sidney?"
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After entering the viewing area, a conflict broke out. "Sabinati said, "Now except for the commander-in-chief, no one is willing to guard the observation deck alone. "
Maybe I can understand. In the dead of night, a person guarding a large glass window where a saint might emerge at any time is really full of horror. "Silver Cross" Osvid Sidney is old, and he cherishes his short life even more. To be honest, everyone cherishes it.
"It's better to find the commander." Larson suggested.
"But, sir, will the commander maintain the secret ritual of the observation deck?"
Larsen was speechless. .
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