13 Mink Street

From the bookshelf to the desk, from the floor to the chandelier, from the potted plant to the pen holder, every possible place in this office is occupied by crows.

There are more, and there is really no place to get down, so they can only circle around there. The sound waves caused by the flapping of their wings are like the release of the tide the moment the door is opened.

Every crow represents a priest’s active registration.

Under the premise that the chief bishop made it very clear that volunteers had almost no chance of survival, his office was filled with crows who signed up.

"Hehehe...hahaha...hahaha..."

Archbishop Byrne opened his arms and let out a hearty laugh.

He once lived in darkness, and his family's layout made the Palmyres Cult "vacate the cage and change the bird", completely becoming a vassal of order.

This was a long and painful time, and what supported him in walking in the darkness was the numerous "chirps" that, although they had not been "called", were destined to appear in front of him.

Bourne slowly turned back, looked at Karen, and said:

“Some people will get excited and excited when they see a negative event within the religion, waving their hands and shouting, thinking that the entire divine religion is dark.

Their brains are not even as big as the two walnuts below them.

The covering of one hand can make them mistakenly think that they are seeing everything in this world.

They are unable to see the overall situation, so they are prone to pessimism, anger, extremes, and negativity.

Karen, I dare say that I am the person who has seen the most darkness in the cult, and I have dealt with more darkness myself than I can count.

But I have never despaired or been depressed;

Although, occasionally, there will be a little bit of loneliness.

However, I never felt alone.

Since this era, our Cult of Kosmos has risen from step-by-step struggles, won the battle against light, and developed into the world's number one Cult over the past thousand years.

This is the best proof.

It proves that there are many, many people like me, who may not speak or raise their voices at ordinary times, but quietly contribute and support in their own positions.

If this religious sect were all the dirty priests you have encountered, it would be impossible for it to be where it is today, right?

After all, this is a religious sect that can have the first order of knights, a religious sect that can make people willing to continue to dedicate themselves to its cause even after death.

I don't know them, and they probably don't know me, but the fact tells us about each other's true existence. I, we, will never walk alone. "

Karen did not speak, and said without any secret that he was also shocked by the scene in front of him.

He has seen Qihe's greed, he has seen the filth of the Naton family. Yes, negative stains can indeed attract people's attention more easily and make your eyes focus, but they ignore that, in fact, the Cult of Kosmos Inside, there's a lot of Pavaro.

"Bah bang bang!"

Bourne clapped his hands, and all the black crows turned into pieces of black spell paper, stacked neatly on the desk, piled high, and that was the list.

Karen turned around and closed the office door.

"Karen, there is no ice, but there is herbal tea. Do you mind?"

"do not mind."

The two sat face to face on the sofa. Karen picked up the cup of herbal tea, took a sip, and frowned slightly. Not only was it cold, but it also had a slight fishy smell. He didn't know what kind of strange tea the chief bishop drank.

Bourne said: "There is something sacred that I can leave to you to decide."

"You don't want me to choose volunteers, do you?"

"Yes, that's what I mean."

"Don't you think this is too cruel?"

"Is it cruel?" Bourne shook his head, "You have to go through this stage, Karen, and I don't think you can't bear this cruelty."

Karen shook his head, but did not directly say no. Just as he and Bourne worked together to pressure Gaspar in advance to make her abide by the rules, he and Bourne also had rules to abide by.

Bourne continued: "Many times, we all hope that we can live a pure life, but reality often does not give you this kind of treatment, so some things must be done by someone, even if they look dirty. My own hands cause moral uneasiness in my heart. Everyone wants to be the saint with sacred feathers and dust-free in sacrificial activities, but someone has to clean the altar with a broom and rag, and we are such people."

"I see."

"The plan over there is for 20 people. It's best to decide on the list before dawn tomorrow and conduct quick training.

Because we have to tell them what exactly happened and what the consequences will be if this matter is not dealt with in time. As for the danger and the outcome of living a life worse than death even if it comes out alive and is contaminated, we have to tell them clearly. Make it clear to them. "

Karen nodded and said, "This is what it should be."

“Yes, the biggest difference between our Cult of Kosmos and other religious religions is that our teachings never promote the abyss, heaven, the embrace of the moon, eternal destination, etc., which are the warm hometowns that believers can go to after death; There will be no preaching of happiness and atonement in the afterlife, and there will be no description of the God of Order opening his arms to welcome the rest of your soul...

We will only tell believers that life is just this time, and people only have this life. Even those who enter the First Knights know very well that they are already dead.

We oppose reincarnation, we despise the abyss, and we disdain the moonlight, because the eyes of our followers of order are only at our feet.

Therefore, the real greatness of order is that it will not give you false dreams to coax you into making so-called sacrifices. We will tell you what the purpose of sacrifice is, and at the same time call on you to use your only one life to contribute to the maintenance of order. "

Karen picked up the herbal tea that was not very tasty, took another sip, and said, "I just feel that discussing the greatness of sacrifice in this atmosphere is a bit emotionally unsound."

Deep down, Karen was still concerned about what happened.

He actually regrets it now. If he had known that if he had not intervened, the experiment would have failed. Then he would not have hesitated that day. He would have directly joined forces with Neo to break the situation, save Luther, or give Luther a "heart attack." A natural way for this type to end;

Anyway, no matter what, the ending should not be worse than it is now.

"Yeah, it's really uncomfortable for us to send people to deal with the aftermath of other people's troubles at the cost of their lives.

However, things have happened.

Even if we are held accountable, that will be a matter for the future. What we have to do now is to show courage and responsibility to completely resolve the danger before us.

At the end of the day, you still have to do things first.

I know that you think what those people did violated the doctrine of order, and I think that although those people acted assholes, you can understand it a little bit. This thing has failed now, but what if it succeeded?

Especially in the context of the prophecy of the return of the gods, our Church of Order, as the first religious religion today, is actually facing the greatest pressure from changes. If we can grasp the power of the gods now, it will be a great benefit to the future. s help.

well……

In short, things in this world are not children's books. Justice and evil, right and wrong are never so easy to distinguish. In fact, it is inherently 'living', and it will repeat itself on the line of right and wrong. Jump horizontally.

We can only ignore it for now, right? "

"right."

"Hurry up and decide on the candidate yourself."

"Um."

Bourne rang the table bell, and the waiter brought dinner. Karen also had a portion in front of her.

"It's not as delicious as the food you have at home. It's just enough to fill my stomach."

"OK."

Karen was in the office, having a simple dinner... or midnight snack with Bourne.

Then, the two people left the office together and walked into the elevator together, but separated on different floors.

Bourne still needs to continue to attend follow-up meetings, and for Karen, Deron is here and wants to take him to see Piro.

When he received Delong, you could clearly see the fatigue on the old man's face, but he held a thermos bucket in his hand and smiled at Karen: "The wontons my wife made for me, can we eat them together?"

"Did your wife personally deliver it?"

"Well, just now she was waiting for me under the Academic Affairs Building."

Karen did not say that she had just had a meal, but smiled and nodded: "Okay."

Knocking on the door, a middle-aged man opened the door. He looked at Karen and said, "I am Nibas and you are Karen. My teacher often mentions you. He said that your talent is much better than mine."

Karen noticed the details of the divine robe worn by the other party, which was a dark red aggregation. This meant that the other party's position in the Dingle region was at least a department director. In terms of hierarchy, he was and is now the regional bishop. Delong is at the same level.

Of course, being a member of the expert team for this incident would definitely not be an ordinary role.

It's just that the other party's attitude is very clear, and the positions of both parties are deliberately omitted. It's a bit like a senior meeting a junior, or... a senior meeting the master's new disciple.

"Hello, I am always grateful to have the guidance of Teacher Piro."

"We can communicate more in the future. If you come to the Dingge area, you can come to me directly and I will take you to meet more friends in the circle."

These are polite words.

Karen knew that his reputation was very resounding, but he was by no means lovable. This "senior" must have known about his existence for a long time. If he really wanted to have a relationship with him and bring him into the circle, where had he gone before?

It's just that Piro himself is in the office now, and he has to perform for his teacher.

"Okay, I'd be honored."

Deron, who was behind, saw Karen's other formation teachers and felt slightly uncomfortable, but then he thought about it and realized that he was not Karen's teacher, but Karen's grandfather.

Well, the vinegar smell dissipated immediately.

After Niebasi greeted Karen, he immediately greeted Deron.

When everyone came in, they saw Piro himself sitting on the desk in an inconspicuous manner, smoking a pipe. There were seven people sitting on the sofa in front of him.

There are two from the Cult of Principles and five from the Cult of Kosmos. There is a young man and woman in the Cult of Kosmos.

Piro asked: "Dron Guman?"

"Greetings, sir." Delon saluted Piro.

"No, no, no, no, no, I'm retired now. Logically speaking, I should salute you." Piro interrupted Deron's salute, "Sit down and let's discuss things together."

As he said that, Piro smoked his pipe again and rearranged the tobacco.

Nibas took out a lighter and prepared to help the teacher light a cigarette.

Pirro avoided it and looked at Karen instead.

Karen walked over, glanced at the desk, picked up a box of matches placed there, and lit them with a "click".

Pillow put the pipe close to him, took a long puff of it, and exhaled the smoke with an intoxicating sigh.

Seeing this scene, Nibas could only smile bitterly.

Parents cannot treat their children equally, let alone teachers, and parents may have some scruples, but teachers can often be very biased.

Pillow asked Karen: "How many of the notes I gave you last time have you read?"

"I've read it all." Karen answered truthfully.

Piro asked again: "How much do you understand?"

"It's all over."

"Hehe, you kid." Piro took another puff from his pipe, "You still need to put in some energy."

"That's what you teach, teacher."

Pillow was very satisfied with Karen's attitude. Of course, he also heard what Karen meant by "I've finished reading it all."

I gave him such thick notes, and it was already amazing that he could "read them all" in such a short period of time.

"Can you continue, Piro?"

The old man wearing the robe of the God of Order asked Piro with some dissatisfaction.

Piro pointed his pipe at him and said to Karen: "Karen, this is José Bonn, one of the organizers of this experimental project."

Jose frowned and said, "There's no need to waste time making introductions, right?"

Piro shrugged and said: "José, please pay attention to your attitude. You have caused such a big trouble by doing this kind of experiment in the York City Region. Now the Minister of the Whip of Order of the People's Congress is standing here." If you have a bad attitude in front of you, I, the student, will beat you up."

"you……"

"What are you? Karen, the director of the York City Region Law Enforcement Department, you should read the newspaper, haha, I am a student with a bad temper. He can really do something to beat you. Anyway, you are retired. There is no clear reason." If you hold the position above, even if he beats you, it won’t be considered a crime.”

Karen looked at Joses with slightly cold eyes.

At this time, the young girl beside Jose stood up and said to Karen: "Please pay attention to your attitude."

When Karen heard this, she took the initiative and walked towards her.

Jose reached out and pressed his female student's shoulders: "Marina, sit down."

"is teacher."

Joses said to Karen: "The God Church will hold us responsible for the mistakes we have made. We should first deal with the difficult situation in front of us, okay?"

Karen sat down on the sofa without comment.

Delong opened the thermos bucket and took out a fork from it to Karen. Karen took the fork and ate the dry wontons made by her grandma with her grandpa.

Joses looked at Delong and said, "Can you tell us about the situation on the front line while eating?"

"Okay." Mr. Delong didn't show any stage fright at all. He really talked about it while eating. After all, he was the one who could marry grandma. He had experienced all the ups and downs in the family over the years.

After Delong finished speaking, Piro and others began to discuss. There were two plans in total. One was what combination should be used to seal the cave after the artifact inside was successfully taken out, and the other was that the artifact inside was not successfully taken out. If it comes out, how should we adopt long-term stalemate measures?

Karen couldn't get a word in. After eating the wontons, he sat there and listened silently.

In fact, these discussions are not of great significance to Karen, because they are all large-scale formations that need to be implemented by a team and require the use of a large amount of precious formation materials.

The individual technical level is not high, but the difficulty lies in the group level.

After the discussion was over, Piro led Joses, Deron and others to move to a larger conference hall to discuss the next step with other parties.

Karen, Malina and another young man were the only ones left on the sofa in the original temporary office.

Karen didn't bother to pay attention to them and silently packed up the thermos bucket.

"You always have a cold face, won't you restrain yourself a little?" Ma Linna asked.

Karen took a deep breath and let it out slowly without speaking.

The man next to him said: "My name is Cuito, Cuito Al Dinks. Nice to meet you, Minister Cullen."

"Hello."

"My sister likes you very much. Although she is still studying at a missionary university, there are many newspaper clippings of you posted on the walls of her room."

"Thanks."

Karen stood up with the thermos bucket and was ready to leave.

Malina also stood up and said to Karen: "Our fault is only that the experiment failed!"

Karen looked at her and said: "If I didn't expect you to help solve the problem at hand, I would definitely ask someone to arrest you and your teacher in the Whip of Order prison."

"Who are you scaring?"

Kuito raised his hand and said: "Malina, I believe our minister can definitely do such a thing. He is not trying to scare you. In the words of my sister, this is the charm of Minister Karen."

Malina took a few steps forward, almost touching Karen's body, and said:

"We will make up for the consequences of the failure of our experiment ourselves. I am good at formations, and Kuito is good at the operation of sacred tools. He and I have been assigned to enter the cave to take out the sacred tools and artifacts. The other two people are controlled by the God of Principle. Teach him over there.

So, please put away your emotions, because we are using our lives to make up for it! "

With that said, Malina pointed at Karen with her finger.

"oops!"

Malina let out a scream, her fingers were grasped by Karen and twisted downwards. The severe pain made her turn sideways and bend over.

Immediately, there were fluctuations in spiritual power on Malina, but even more severe fluctuations came on Karen.

It means that if you continue to take action, I will beat you hard without any courtesy.

Malina finally canceled her plan to fight back, but stubbornly shouted: "Let me go!"

"I don't know how your teacher taught you the rules. I just want to tell you that you should make up for it yourself if you do something wrong. This is a truth that even children in kindergarten understand. Therefore, you are not qualified to make people feel like you are here. How amazing."

Kuito hurriedly stopped the fight and said: "Minister Karen, don't break her fingers, she will still break the formation in the hole."

Karen let go of his hand and said, "If you die in a hole, no one will feel sorry for you. You should have died there, and so should your teacher."

"You dare to insult my teacher, you...ah!"

Karen exerted her strength again, and Malina let out a scream. This time, not only did she feel like her fingers, but also an arm was about to be disassembled.

"Do you know that our district will select 20 people to assist you in completing this mission? Do you know how many of them can make it out alive?"

Malina stopped talking.

Karen let go of her hand again, picked up the thermos bucket and walked out of the office.

Kuito stepped forward to check on Marina's condition and asked with concern: "Are you okay? Why did you mess with that lunatic? Have you never heard of his previous deeds?"

"I just can't stand the look in his eyes."

"It's not wrong for him to think so of you."

"But we are not wrong either. This experiment is not wrong in itself!"

"Okay, okay, yes, yes, I think, in a few days, if we can still come out of the hole alive, then we can continue to discuss the issues of right and wrong while enduring the pain of pollution."

Marina glanced at Kuito and asked, "Are you afraid?"

"I don't want to fucking die, do it!" Kuito suddenly roared, "I originally continued to study with the teacher for a few years, and then I could go to the temple to study, and eventually I had the opportunity to be a waiter in the Artifact Temple. Now, I don't If I think I can come out alive, or if I am lucky enough to come out alive and report on the mission, I will probably commit suicide."

"Then you can mention it to your teacher and say you don't want to go in."

"How to mention it? Who asked my teacher to participate in this project with your teacher? If students don't enter, should teachers be allowed to go in first? Besides, if we fail, don't they have to let them in again?"

Kuito clenched his fists, waved them twice, and suddenly smiled again,

said:

"Besides, I am a believer in order. Even if there are some things that have nothing to do with me, I have to do it, let alone it has something to do with me. So, what Minister Karen just said is right."

"What?"

"As an orderly person, what's so great about going to that place?"

…

Karen did not go back to the office, but went straight to the downstairs of the Academic Affairs Building, walked into the flower garden in front of the building, found a bench, sat down, and took out a cigarette.

At this time, someone picked up the thermos bucket that was originally placed next to him. It was his grandmother, Mrs. Tang Li.

"Grandma, you haven't left yet."

"Why, didn't you just come down with the thermos bucket because you knew I wasn't leaving?"

Karen silently lit the cigarette.

"Where is your grandpa? He's still in a meeting?"

"Um."

"I heard what your grandpa said about the matter, because it involves you."

"It has nothing to do with me."

"Karen, don't let me get too hot-headed. In short, you are not allowed to go, let others go!"

"I never said I was going, what's going on with you and grandpa?"

"Think about your parents, Karen, divine contamination...really don't touch it."

Karen slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, his eyes a little blurry.

"Aren't you just hesitating whether to go or not?"

"I didn't, Grandma."

"Promise grandma you won't go."

"Okay, grandma, I promise you, how can I go? My position is so high, and it's not my turn to go. There are so many people who have signed up to go, even the teller at the window on the first floor of the Academic Affairs Building All the servants of God have signed up.”

Mrs. Tang Li was holding the thermos bucket, but she didn't know how to answer this.

For a long time, she could only ask with concern:

"Karen, are you okay?"

"What can I do, I just want to sit alone for a while, grandma, I'm sorry."

"I understand, you are the ones who have to do things, so I will go back first. I will continue to deliver food to your grandpa tomorrow, and I will also bring you one."

"Thank you grandma."

Mrs. Tang Li left.

Karen leaned back on the bench, facing the sky, spreading his hands and shaking the ashes of his cigarette.

In fact, Karen knew very well that her resistance to pollution was extremely high. Without considering other protective measures, there should be no one in the entire academic building who could prevent pollution better than herself.

But that is not ordinary pollution, it is divine pollution, and the conditions inside are unknown. There must be other dangers besides pollution.

If you go in by yourself, your survival rate will be higher than others, but it won't be much higher.

"well……"

Karen threw away the cigarette butt and lowered his head.

On the steps in the distance, Vic stood there, looking at his minister sitting in the flower garden.

Bourne's figure appeared next to Vic and stretched: "Damn, it looks like the meeting will be open until dawn."

"Chief Sir." Vic immediately saluted Bourne.

"Let me come out for some air. What are you doing? Are you looking at your minister?"

"Yes, I feel like the minister is hesitating."

"Hesitant?" Bourne suddenly smiled when he heard this answer, "It seems that you really don't understand your minister."

"What?" This sentence is a bit too "lethal" for Vic now, because he is now a "believer" of Karen. Fortunately, Mr. Alfred is not here, otherwise he would have to drag himself into ideological politics again. Lesson.

"By the way, is the list ready?"

"Not yet, we have to wait for our minister to make the final decision."

"Okay, remember to help me hurry up and make the list quickly."

"Yes, Chief Sir."

Bourne stretched again, and at the same time his figure disappeared from where he was.

While Vic continued to feel distressed by the phrase "you don't know your minister", without realizing it, Karen had appeared in front of him.

"Why are you dazed?"

"Ah, Minister."

"Let's go back to the office and work."

"Okay, Minister."

Karen took Vic back to Bourne's office, and he sat directly on the chief bishop's office chair. In front of him were several piles of very high registration lists.

"Minister, can we choose now?" Vic asked.

Karen did not answer, but clapped his hands. As the spiritual power came in, the magic papers turned into crows again and began to fly around the office.

Fortunately, these crows are all made of paper. If they were all alive, the bird poop left behind would probably be enough for the chief bishop to repaint his office.

Karen reached out and picked up the "Symmetra" that was placed on the desk of the Chief Bishop. This is almost a standard feature on the desk of every Priest of Symmetra.

On the desks of members of the Whip of Order, there must be another copy of the "Regulations of Order".

"Oh, it's actually the latest version."

The dignified chief bishop actually has the latest version of "Symmetra" on his desk. He really has no sense of identity at all. The older the version, the fewer the deletions and corrections, and more authentic records can often be seen.

However, Karen wasn't looking for anything to delete, but stopped at one of the pages.

What is recorded here is the God of Order’s suppression of the God’s Burial Ground.

After the death of a god, the body left behind will become a terrible source of pollution. The place where the god is buried is a huge place of pollution.

In the Age of Light, the God of Light chose to negotiate to keep the burial place quiet.

In the Age of Order, the God of Order refused to negotiate and entered there alone. After leveling the God's Burial Ground, he asked Kevin, oh no, asked Ranedal to banish him.

In Ranedal's memory scene, the nearly omnipotent God of Order was obviously injured when he came out of the burial place.

Karen: "Hey."

Vic was originally sitting at the secretary's desk, watching the crows flying around him, and then he heard the sudden laughter of his minister, which made him even more confused and at the same time, his panic increased.

"So, grandpa and grandma are not worried for no reason. It's just that I have some hindsight. I really never thought that I would take the initiative to face it, but there is no escape in my dictionary."

Karen rubbed her fingertips on the text:

"Your deeds are the object of praise and worship by others, but for me, they have become the lowest limit."

Karen raised his hand, and the crows who had had enough of "playing" fell back again, turning into several stacks of registration sheets.

"Vic."

"exist."

"Come here for screening and select 13 from here."

"Huh? Minister, shouldn't we choose 20?"

"Because I have already selected 7 people, I will give you the names, and you can record them now."

"Oh, yes, Minister, you say."

"Leon, Philomena, Murry, Ventura, Alfred..."

Karen paused.

Vic immediately got excited and shouted out while recording, for fear of missing out: "Vic!"

Karen nodded and tapped his fingertips on the table:

"Karen."

Vic took notes and handed the list to Karen.

In addition, he himself felt a little surprised that he didn't have the slightest fear or panic, but felt at ease. He even smiled and joked:

"Minister, hehe, if something unexpected happens, will we all be wiped out?"

"Hehehe." Karen also smiled, "Vic, record the words for Alfred who is not here now, and then pass it on to him."

"Yes, Minister."

Vic immediately took out a small notebook, the same one Alfred carried with him.

Karen stood up and placed the list of seven names on the thick registration list in front of him:

"We must stand in front of them."