"The Sixth Epoch---Protagonist's Diary" (5)

"The Sixth Age - The Protagonist's Diary" Foreword

"The Sixth Epoch - The Protagonist's Diary" (1)

"The Sixth Epoch - The Protagonist's Diary" "Diary" (1)

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"The Sixth Epoch - Diary of the Protagonist" (4)

"The Sixth Age - The Protagonist's Diary" (5)

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Finally there is news!

The teacher was injured. But it doesn't matter. real. It doesn't matter. As long as the teacher lives, it will be fine.

The lowest number on that ship is Sequence Five characters. If someone in such a team dies, it means that the demigods will also die, and they will definitely be the priority target of the middle force that is hit. I was really scared before. I finally got some news and announced my death, and then I was "missing" for several days in a row. You don’t know anything and can only rely on guesswork. Will it scare people to death? Now there is finally news that you are alive, even if it is news that you are injured.

They did receive an attack, and the teacher was injured in that attack.

No news today. But it doesn't matter. As long as the teacher comes out of the New World, there will be no life on that ship. She is a mystic!

Miss Audrey said that I had too little rest and asked me to rest. I refused, how could I rest at this time. Now I may receive a message from the teacher at any time. How can I sleep peacefully? As a result, I was put under hypnosis and slept until I just woke up. Unfortunately, there is still no news.

Today is another day when there is no news. But Miss Hugh and the others looked much better, so much of my nervousness disappeared. Miss Xio and the others, did they get the news through any special channels? No, if there is really news, why don't you tell me?

Time passes day by day. Teacher, are you coming back soon?

The day after tomorrow, the teacher will be back the day after tomorrow! Are you finally coming back?

Time is so slow. It’s not easy to stay up late at night! Get some sleep now and see the teacher tomorrow!

How to say it. The teacher came back in the middle of the night, just after I fell asleep.

Ah! How come I just missed it!

After breakfast early in the morning, the teacher called everyone to a gathering. It lasted most of the day, starting at seven o'clock in the morning and not ending until nearly four o'clock in the afternoon. As for me, I feel that I am not qualified to participate in such a high-end Beyonder gathering, and I also understand that there are some things that I should not take the initiative to know now - I am still the little Sequence Six, this fatal point has not changed. So, I went to make some food for them, went out to buy some ingredients, and showed off my skills in the evening. This is a craft passed down personally by Master Frank, who dares to disapprove? At dinner, they all had a good meal. After the meal, the teacher naturally asked me where I learned my skills. I answered the question honestly. Then, the entire table suddenly became silent, and the atmosphere suddenly froze.

Any questions? What happened? There's nothing wrong with this meal. Why did Miss Audrey just ask for a psychological examination on me? Isn't this baffling?

Even now as I write my diary, I still don’t know what happened. Didn’t everyone eat well? I didn't find any of the dishes unpalatable.

Oh, by the way, there is a young man named Derrick who came back with the teacher this time. Visually, he is no more than thirty years old, very young. He has a very gentle temper, and he has a sun-like and comfortable feeling all over his body, and he seems to have a special liking for me - he finds various topics to talk to me about, covering various aspects, but he doesn't let me down. That’s all people are disgusted with. What does he want to do?

Well, I have a bold idea. My dear Mr. Derrick, if you want to pursue the teacher, you really don’t need to please me. It’s useless. I can’t help you at all. I don’t even have a say in this matter.

I thought that I would have another dream last night (this morning) that had not appeared for several months.

However, nothing happened. Should I be happy or unhappy?

The teacher didn’t say anything in particular to me during the day, as if it didn’t matter that we hadn’t seen each other for so many months. No greetings, no concerns, no questions about all my experiences in the past few months. I'm in a bad mood - I think, no matter who it is, the person you care about will be unhappy when you return from the trip and ignore it, right?

Of course, all emotions are just emotions. I know that the teacher must have important things to do now. As a student, I shouldn't cause trouble for her. Isn't this natural? Moreover, I am no longer the person who can only live seriously by being around the teacher. It's time to prepare for promotion. Although the magic potion has not yet been digested, preparations should be made. You can't rely on the teacher for potions and rituals every time you get promoted.

While having snacks at noon, I overheard a name called "Arrodes". It seems to be related to Mr. Fool? Why are you interested in this name? have no idea. Is it because they have heard too many "Mr. Fools" in the past two days, so it feels strange to hear a different name from their mouths? Anyway, just write it down in your diary first.

Even though there was nothing to do for a day, they were still busy all day long and disappeared all day long. Even Emlyn, this guy, became active. They seem to be looking for some way to activate items? I can't understand it at all.

With the return of the expedition team, everything seemed to suddenly have a final ending. All the previous cultists disappeared, and Backlund's environment of Beyonders suddenly became the same as before. So, I was taken to the Church of the Night by Mr. Leonard to continue my Red Glove career.

"You are a red glove too. The holidays are over and it's time to work, young man." Mr. Leonard said to me. It seems that my trip will have to be postponed for a long time, I thought easily.

It ended inexplicably? Just because the exploration team is back, everything will be solved? don't know. Don't understand at all. What is the causal connection between this? Is that what really happened? Has any decisive force joined in? That's what I guessed.

Although those cultists disappeared, such large-scale activities still left hard-to-cover scars on Backlund - the number of urban legends that have occurred in the past six months is almost the same as in the past few years combined – Captain Rawls said this to me – and we all know that’s almost entirely true. This explosive growth of weird events is almost exposing the world of extraordinary people to the world! It’s hard to imagine the horrific consequences of this situation! Therefore, we Red Gloves have also been mobilized to deal with the remaining issues of various extraordinary events.

Those innocent ordinary people, the lucky ones can just pass by death and mutation, and at most they will get sick or see a psychiatrist; while the unfortunate people will become part of those weird stories. , nourishing the soil of a strange world.

Just like what was explained in the urban ghost story novel written by the teacher under a strange pen name many years ago: This world is hidden behind the ordinary. Mystery is her disguise, madness is her expression, and weirdness is her tone, fighting is her theme, life and death are her core, chaos is her root, and despair is her eternal ending - the clown angel.

I came across an interesting case today. It is very unusual. My spiritual intuition tells me that if I dig deeper, I will make surprising discoveries.

This is a simply extraordinary case. Compared with recent major cases that often involve dozens of lives, there is no need to mention it. But I just happened to meet it.

In the afternoon, I was going to Lasveth Field to report on the case that was completed yesterday. This place has now become the command center for all official mid-level and low-level Extraordinaries staying in Backlund. Every day we are different. The Extraordinaries of the sect receive suspected cases involving extraordinary matters handed over by the police from here - because there is not enough manpower. Coincidentally, there was a noble-looking gentleman next to him who kept talking to a policeman on duty. I was standing next to him handing over the case file, and overheard him saying words like "repeating dreams, discomfort, fatigue" and so on. I immediately became interested - actually because I heard the words "repeating dreams." Words - Am I too sensitive because I have handled too many extraordinary cases these days?

Anyway, I'm interested. So he was handed over to me, haha. After that I got a general idea of ??his situation.

According to him, in the past month, he has been dreaming every night when sleeping (but not during the day), and the content of each dream is what happened that day (according to him, almost everything that happened during the day Repeat it all over again quickly), so when he woke up the next day, he had worked a whole day longer than others, and then he was mentally exhausted, and his brain had no way to rest.

He suspected that he was so tired because of sleepwalking after falling asleep, but his wife said that he slept peacefully. At first, he didn't pay much attention to this dream, thinking it was just a simple dream, until a week later, he collapsed from exhaustion. And even when he fell asleep from exhaustion, his dream did not end - repeating the last day.

Seeing a regular doctor is of no use; seeing a psychiatrist is of no use; seeking experts from the university is of no use. As time passed, he had no choice but to try his luck with the police. I asked him why he didn't go to the church?

Then he said he was not religious.

This is more embarrassing. In today's world, the gods have not appeared for more than a thousand years, and news about extraordinary people has been blocked for nearly a thousand years. At the same time, the historical data of the first four centuries are shockingly incomplete. Against this background, with the development of society, atheism has also It gradually emerged and developed. The result. Isn't something going on? If you were a religious person, wouldn't it be nice to go to church and pray? The church does not charge for treatment.

Well, so I say, it doesn’t cost money anyway, so just trust me.

Now that we are here, the welfare of believers is so good. The Goddess provides maternity insurance to female believers; the Destiny Church has opened a children's welfare home and will also give out free ice cream on weekends; the Knowledge Church has opened a civil service examination cram school that is close to the people - it is charged, and the price is not bad; The Harvest Church provides free vaccinations for newborns - friendly sponsorship from vampires - Emlyn proudly revealed; the Church of Steam is said to provide after-sales maintenance services for furniture and machinery; the Church of Storms previously gave low-income to its followers when they were in Backlund. Paul (that’s what the priests of the Axiom Church call them); the Axiom Church is the most powerful one. It launched something called “five insurances and one fund”. With this thing, it attracted a large number of believers in a short period of time. In terms of numbers, it outnumbers the other two churches.

In short, the church does not force fees anyway, so you can just pay if you don’t want to. Even if you think about it utilitarianally, you still have something to think about when the end comes, right? You never know when that thing will happen again, right?

Alas. Let's go to that guy's house tomorrow.

In the afternoon I went to No. 160 Burklund Street - the residence of the gentleman yesterday - it was a really nice house. The owner of the house is Mr. Benson Moretti, who was the one who went to Las Vegas Field yesterday. Unexpectedly, he actually worked in the Ministry of Finance. Oh, yes. How else could one afford such a house?

Under the guidance of Mr. Benson, I had the honor to visit this villa. During this period, I took the opportunity to explore some corners of the house. Unfortunately, I didn't find anything unusual.

Back in the living room, I met Mr. Benson. He is a warm and generous gentleman - I was very lucky to drink the first cup of Marquis black tea in my life. Let’s get down to business. I listened to Mr. Benson’s story again, but I didn’t find any valuable clues. First, the time interval is too long: the initial starting point was a month ago, and many clues that may be useful have disappeared; second, the time is too long, and Mr. Benson’s own recollection has become unclear, and the narrative I heard It's even more incomplete. In this case, there will be trouble. Sure enough, until I finally left here, there was still no progress.

Before I left, I met a beautiful lady. Judging by her dress, she was a student of Backlund University of Technology? Ah, yes. Today is the freshman entrance ceremony at Backlund Technical University. Is she his daughter?

I went to the gentleman’s house again in the afternoon. Through today's exchange, I learned that the gentleman once followed his parents to believe in the Goddess of the Night, and he had to give up his religious membership until the civil service reform a few years ago. No wonder I had to ask the church for help. Nothing was discovered today. Let the church help him at night, at least let him have a good sleep.

Although it is stated that the church cannot interfere with the civil service system now, for people like Mr. Benson who are forced to withdraw their membership, the churches they previously believed in will secretly provide some help. The royal family and the church have a tacit understanding in this regard - everyone knows that it is impossible to completely cut off the influence of the church's influence on the administrative system.

Speaking of which, the young lady I met yesterday was indeed his daughter, Elsa Moretti. A college student who has just entered Backlund University of Technology for further studies. College students. It's much better than people like me who risk their lives to "make a living". ha. It's just that everyone has their own fun.

Today I accompanied my companion to Backlund Technical University to investigate some things. Ha, what a coincidence, I met Miss Elsa. She was about to attend a literary salon, and we chatted casually for a few words before saying goodbye. Alas, I thought I could find clues invisibly, but found nothing. Sure enough, reality is not a novel, there are so many accidents.

Another extraordinary case was completed. So tiring. Mr. Benson's matter is still unresolved. His letter today told me that he had no dreams the night before yesterday and slept happily until the sun rose - late. For him, this is considered a happy trouble, right?

The first afternoon after the weekend is my regular time for coffee – which is today. I went to my usual coffee shop. But when I arrived at the store, the second row seat by the window where I usually sit was already occupied. So helpless. I mentally sighed and walked to the third row by the window. When I passed that seat, I glanced casually and saw that the guy had "occupied" my seat. Yo? Isn't this Miss Elsa? Does she also like the coffee here? Young people of our age don't like to drink this bitter drink. People who say they like it mostly do it out of vanity. But I am different. I stay up late to write articles. Liked it.

We said hello and started our chat over coffee. Haha, I didn’t expect that this lady is actually a person who really likes coffee! She knows Backlund's cafe quite well. We were very engaged and happy in our chat, and we didn’t feel like strangers at all.

Once the report is submitted tomorrow, another case will be closed. It's been such a busy time. I don't even have time to chat with teachers and others. When I wake up every day, I am either working on a case or on the way to work on a case.

Although the extraordinary case involving Commissioner Benson last week had been transferred to other people and had nothing to do with me, I still went to visit him. Now he is in much better spirits, and it seems that the troubles he has been having have been resolved. However, when I asked him about it, he looked helpless.

"They said this involves a major case and cannot be disclosed. So I don't know anything."

Haha, this is a big nonsense case, this excuse cannot be used Change it?

Miss Elsa is not here today.

I accompanied my teacher to the opera in the evening, and happened to meet Mr. Benson and his family in front of the theater. Ha, Miss Elsa is here too.

After entering the venue, we followed the Benson family toward the front row. Miss Elsa seemed surprised that we had the ability to sit in the front row. hey-hey. Mr. Benson is the economic committee member and naturally has the ability to sit in the front row. How can I, a policeman, sit so far forward? ha. She would never have imagined that the author of the novel on which this opera was based was the person in front of her.

Before leaving, she said the opera was very good. Is this a compliment to me? Does it count? The libretto is also part of the opera. Although there are some changes, it still counts, right? Damn it! You narcissistic guy, who do you think you are! Do you really think that lady is complimenting you? What if she just said it casually? What if she said that the opera is good because of the music, the stage, and the actors?

Damn, what the hell do I want with this?

Work as usual today, no big deal.

I was bored at night, so I watched the teachers and others sort out and search for information. I got permission to look through the things they had sorted out. So, in the information compiled by Mr. Derrick, he saw the mysterious existence that he had overheard before - Arrods.

"Omniscient but not omnipotent, reflecting but not appearing, a creeper in the mist, a follower of the mysterious master."

This is about his strange obedience.

The first two sentences are quite dignified and sound like a big boss at first glance, but what do the last two sentences mean? A follower of a big shot? Forehead. Who would add these things to their orders? Wouldn't it be embarrassing if we changed camps in the future?

Busy, nothing to do.

Still busy, still nothing.

Still busy, still doing nothing.

What happened today is really thrilling! Unexpectedly, I met the real owner directly. Sure enough, there are demigod cultists staying in Backlund! We managed to escape, but Captain Rawls was seriously injured. Captain, is he okay? There should be no problem with the holy relics.

Captain Rawls is no more.

I should calm down, right? I have no idea. I don't want to know either. I wanted to write a diary a few days ago, but I was so upset that I didn't want to do anything. I jotted down a date and threw the pen away.

The captain just left.

The Archbishop said that Captain Rawls faced the mythical creature and went crazy on the spot. Now that I think about it, it was the power of the holy relic and the iron will that supported him until we left.

How did he endure the pain that night until the Archbishop arrived and was relieved? I dare not think about it.

Captain Rawls entered the Red Gloves from the local Nighthawks team in Backlund. The great smog at the end of 1349 completely shattered his ordinary life. The archbishop told me that he was the only one in the captain's group who survived. In order to protect Backlund, the young captain joined the Red Gloves, perhaps also for revenge.

Has he succeeded in revenge? I have no idea. The captain could no longer tell me, and the archbishop just looked at the door of the church in silence. Did he see something? I just know that the captain really protected me and my teammates.

Attended the captain's funeral. It turns out that he has no relatives in this world for a long time.

The captain is no longer here, but we are still here and life goes on. This is true of us, and so is ordinary people.

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"The Sixth Epoch - Diary of the Protagonist" Foreword

"The Sixth Epoch" "The Sixth Epoch - The Protagonist's Diary" (1)

"The Sixth Epoch - The Protagonist's Diary" (1)

"The Sixth Epoch - The Protagonist's Diary" (3)

"The Sixth Age - Diary of the Protagonist" (4)

"The Sixth Epoch - Diary of the Protagonist" (5)

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