Chapter 333 A story about revenge
November 2, night.
Ailan Sea, cruise ship.
Wayne has taken the route to the Republic of Ireland once before, across the Strait of Ireland, and the destination is the port of Dulin, the capital of the Republic of Ireland.
As the second largest city in the Federation of Windsor after Lundam, Durin has a rich history and cultural atmosphere. It is warm in winter, cool in summer, and has beautiful scenery. It is a rare tourist attraction.
Last time, Wayne was in a hurry to go to Fast City in Northern Ireland to search his house. He did not stop in this city and only stayed as a transit point for a while. This time he took his wife and secretary on a trip at public expense and planned to stay for a few more nights.
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On the quiet sea, a Bayford family cruise ship sailed slowly. The sea breeze blew slowly, and the hull cut across the sea, leaving a slender streak behind. trace.
The lights of the cruise ship flicker, and the overall outline is looming under the moonlight. These lights and shadows sway with the waves of the sea, and together they form a sparkling picture.
The sound of water was surging outside the ship, and big eyes were staring at small eyes in the luxurious cabin.
"Chris, it's time to rest, you have to go to work tomorrow!" Wayne looked at Chris with a serious face, and behind him stood his loyal secretary Mona.
Although his expression was solemn, as if he was protecting justice, Chrissy was no longer the free magical girl she had been. She could see through the sinister intentions at a glance and shook her head like a rattle.
"No, I have to stay up late to write a novel tonight, and I don't plan on taking a break!" Chris said in a strong tone, urging Shameless to give up her heart.
Mona stood behind Wayne expressionlessly, looking very much like Megan next to Auston.
Like Chris, she also felt that Wayne's idea was too shameless. Single fights were okay, but group fights were definitely not allowed.
Mona did not speak out her thoughts, did not take the initiative, did not refuse, and was mainly obedient.
She felt that she was probably sick. Ever since she evolved, she had been repelling the intimate interaction with Wayne. Before, this was something she would have never dared to think about.
Mona couldn't find the root cause of her illness. She was afraid that Wayne would misunderstand but didn't dare to say it clearly, so she decided to take strong medicine to suppress the increasingly serious illness with more intimate interactions.
Consider it a punishment!
When I think about it, I am still a little shy, which is quite depraved.
"Chris, staying up late writing novels is not good for your health. Believe me, you are very talented. It will be just as good if you write tomorrow." Wayne rubbed his hands and came forward, reaching out to grab the manuscript from Chris's arms.
He flipped through a few pages in a hurry. The rich content and majestic setting left a very deep impression on him.
To translate, I wrote a bunch of useless stuff. After just one glance, I lost the desire to read it. My head hurt after reading it.
Wayne hesitated to speak, hesitated to speak, and finally said tactfully: "Sister, have you ever considered changing the track?"
"What's wrong, it doesn't look good?"< br>
"The structure is compact, the content is rich, and the concise writing contains profound ideas. It is a very good love novel." Wayne commented with a sullen face.
"Wayne, I write detective novels."
"I mean, solving the case does not delay falling in love."
"..."
Seeing Wayne's comments, Chris couldn't help but sigh: "Just tell me, I don't have writing talent, right? Willy thinks so too."
"What kind of novel does Willie know? Don't listen to her nonsense. If you don't believe me, ask Veronica and hear what she thinks."
"Veronica said your diary is more beautiful."
Chris looked at Wayne faintly: "I want to borrow your diary for reference, but Veronica refused. You have written several books for her, but I haven't read a word of it. . ”
It’s so sour, it’s the fragrance of lemon!
Seeing Chris's expression of resentment, Wayne skillfully held her in his arms and opened his mouth to make her happy.
Chris is no longer a magical girl who likes to listen to sweet talk. The magical young woman prefers action. Since Wayne is so good at writing diaries, why not help her with suggestions and realize her dream of writing a book.
As he spoke, he handed the manuscript to Wayne and asked him to help revise it.
How to change this, except the author’s name, everything else has to be deleted.
Wayne blinked and said: "Chris, is there a possibility that detective novels have delayed your talent, and you should change to another novel type."
"For example ?”
Cool article!
Look at the writing style of a primary school student, it would be a pity not to write cool articles.
Wayne thought for a while. The Shuangwen he knew was not in line with the current God's Chosen Continent regardless of the historical background or social structure. It was difficult for Chris to copy... ahem, learn from it.
“Wait, it looks like there really is a copy.”
Wayne muttered twice, threw away the manuscript in front of him, raised his eyebrows and said: “Chris, I thought of a revenge The story is full of twists and turns, and the characters are deeply rooted in people's hearts. It is not only enjoyable to read, but also has great literary value. ”
"Tell me about it."
"A story about revenge."
"The Prince's Revenge has become so popular that it is not as popular as the knight novels."
"A It means, it’s almost cool.”
Wayne clenched his fists and coughed twice, then said slowly: “The male protagonist is a sailor, from the bottom of society. He has a very beautiful fiancée. Because of his hard work, his career is about to begin. Ushering in the outbreak..."
"The double harvest in career and love aroused jealousy. A group of people joined forces to frame him and sent him to prison. His highly promoted position was gone, and his fiancée was snatched away by his love rival."
"The kind-hearted male protagonist learned from the pain, and Long Chang realized the truth. Deciding to take revenge, in prison, he met elites from various industries and got a treasure map..."
"After the male protagonist was released from prison, the people who framed him either became billionaires , or he is rich and powerful, but he has nothing but money and knowledge."
Speaking of this, Wayne paused: "The more miserable this plot is, the better. By suppressing the male protagonist, it will resonate with readers. , and madly hate the villains. After that, the male protagonist rises up and crushes revenge all the way, which will make readers feel happy."
Chris nodded repeatedly, and then said: "Mr. Wayne, the plot. I have a general understanding of the characters and characters. What is the literary value? ”
"This is simple."
Wayne grabbed the female student's hand, led her to sit on the edge of the bed, put his arms around Xiang's shoulders and said: "About this script, bah, I mean, about the literary value, We can dig deeper by exploring human nature."
"Teacher, can you be more specific?"
"Create a story of revenge through the strong contrast between the male protagonist's character changes before and after. Fire devours the kind-hearted tragic person..."
Wayne's hand has been placed on the female student's waist, rubbing his fingertips, biting his ear and saying: "In the early days, he was kind and compassionate, smiling when faced with Despite all the hardships, he firmly believed that hard work would lead to success. In the later period, he was good at using conspiracy and tricks, and was good at controlling the weaknesses of human nature. He was almost omniscient and omnipotent, like a devil who descended into hell, torturing his enemies until they were completely naked. "
Mona frowned and took two steps forward: "Boss, wouldn't this be inappropriate?"
Chris nodded repeatedly. Indeed, what if the devil teaches a bad child?
"This is easier. The last chapter clears the male protagonist's name."
Wayne waved to Mona, and after she sat down, he openly hugged her: "Mr. The Lord did whatever it took to get revenge and hurt many innocent people. After completing his revenge, his life suddenly lost its direction. He looked back on his actions, repented before God, and finally left his hometown and disappeared.”
< br>Obviously, the cool novel that Wayne plagiarized was "The Count of Monte Cristo", the originator of the famous cool novel. The plot of acquiring superior knowledge and treasure maps in prison is similar to the plot of jumping off a cliff and picking up peerless martial arts secrets. Different approaches but similar results.
Because there is no big stallion in Frank in this world, Wayne copied it without any shame and asked if he was the one who came first.
Mona nodded. The confessional ending and the lonely ending of the male protagonist made the story seem serious and indeed had some literary depth.
Chris also nodded repeatedly, and asked if she didn't understand, and said bluntly: "Teacher Wayne, how should I describe a male protagonist who looks like a devil?"
"This is too It's easy, you can copy the personalities of the people around you. You must have met a lot of bad people, so just follow them." Wayne gave advice.
Chris looked at Wayne, blinked, and then nodded hard.
She found the devil!
"You seem to be thinking about something very rude."
Wayne curled his lips and said, "I am a man of my own, so I won't pursue anything. I work hard every day." , the diary has been written to 1942, and with extensive updates, it has summarized a set of writing skills that are very marketable."
Chris's eyes lit up, teacher, she wants to learn this.
"Don't worry, we'll talk about it tomorrow. It's late at night and it's time to rest." Wayne's map was never very long.
"..."
Chris rolled her eyes and pushed away the paws on her waist. She would go next door to code tonight. If nothing unexpected happens, don't knock on her door.
As he said that, he trotted away without giving the pervert any opportunity to take advantage of him.
"Obviously Willie can do it..."
Wayne looked at Mona, who was expressionless next to him, and asked with his eyes why he didn't just hold Chris's hands down and sing like a bad guy. Blackface is a secretary's job.
Mona turned slightly red when Wayne saw her, turned her head and looked aside, gritted her teeth and whispered: "Boss, I'm going to have a rest too, you go to bed early, we have to investigate tomorrow!"
As expected! You are getting better and better at it!
Wayne didn’t know Mona’s condition, and he was playing the ‘dislike face’ trick recently, so he secretly thought that was great, rubbed his hands and stopped Mona.
The camera zooms out, because the wind is blowing, and the waves caused by the cruise ship on the sea are getting bigger.
Later in the night, waves x2.
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Du Lin.
The capital of the Republic of Ireland.
In name, the Republic of Ireland is still under the rule of Windsor, but Windsor is not a good person. As we all know, the Republic of Ireland is a jewel in the Queen's crown, just leeks to be harvested, and the two parties cannot urinate in the same pot. .
Sooner or later the family will be separated.
Needless to say, the Irish Republic does have this condition. Its political influence and international voice are far less than those of Windsor. Its strength lies in its support from the Holy See. When the Irish Republic was established, the Holy See contributed a lot.
Wayne disembarked with his wife and secretary. Two bodyguards in black and the driver waited for a long time. He paid a private visit incognito and kept a low profile. He did not want to attract too much attention, so he asked the bodyguard and driver to leave the car and drive there by himself. Go to a holiday estate in the suburbs of the city.
The family is big and the business is big, you can find the house book anywhere.
Especially after the Qing Dynasty, there were more houses, and it was very frustrating not to have them. The Ministry of Magic's funding was limited, and Wayne did not apply for much funding, so he only booked a suite to prevent outsiders from disturbing him. He squeezed out of the limited funds and booked the entire floor where the suite was located.
Mona and Chris knew it well, rolled their eyes and didn't say anything. Because they didn't have sex last night, they were a little blushing when they met each other, but their relationship was undoubtedly much closer.
While the two were cleaning up the room, Wayne sat on the sofa and studied intelligence. He took out a map and drew four targets that needed to be investigated.
“Chris, are you interested in going out for a walk and experiencing the local customs?”
“No, I want to write a book and I won’t go anywhere.” Being troubled, I insisted on staying in the hotel to sort out the outline.
By the time Wayne came back from his investigation, she had almost finished writing the outline, and she was just in time to help sort out the problems.
Seeing his frightened posture, Wayne smiled proudly, patted his butt and said, "Let's go, there is a church that distributes eggs in a nearby town. Let's go and have a look."
Mona Diandian head, put away the files on the table and put them into the portable space.
……
The Holy Church is located in Fude Town on the outskirts of Dulin City. The transportation between the two places is convenient and the drive takes less than half an hour.
Because it is close, Wayne is going to start investigating from here.
Mona was still driving, and Wayne was drawing on the map in the passenger seat, connecting the distribution points of several suspected geocentric cults to see if he could find traces of large-scale sacrificial magic circles.
Six-pointed star, five-pointed star, cross star, three-pointed star...
I tried them one by one and found no relevant traces.
"These sects broke out collectively, and they all appeared after the declaration of war. Rather than saying it was a coincidence, I prefer to believe that they have an organization and plan behind them. They are a huge organization with a large scale." Wayne looked down at the map.
“Boss, do you suspect it is related to the devil?”
"I didn't say anything."
Wayne rolled his eyes at Mona: "Mona, you care too much about the devil. Whenever something happens, you associate it with the devil. This is not good."
< br>He continued: "There is an organization and a plan. It may not necessarily be the devil. It may also be a money-making operation of the local nobles, or a branch of the local Holy See. They use these cannon fodder to deal with the Life Alliance forces in Windsor."
< br>Wayne analyzed all the possibilities one by one, and finally frowned and said: "The operation of issuing eggs is too similar to the Geocentric Cult. If it is really the configuration of the Geocentric Cult, it means that the evil god of the void will return to the world, and there will be more than one... "
Evil gods are generally divided into two types, the magicians who have fallen into the void, and the devils from hell.
There is nothing to say about the devils in hell. It is not easy to enter and exit the human world. Unless there are special cases, there is no possibility of coming to the human world.
Magicians who have fallen into the void are usually legendary mages, such as Marshall, the Lord of the Void. The Golden Mage is not yet qualified to fall. His own strength is too poor. He was in a trance as soon as he saw the Gate of Truth and had no chance to learn about the void. Advanced knowledge.
In fact, the legendary mage cannot stay in the void for too long.
Because I want to make progress too much, the more I learn, the more I don’t know. I can’t stand the temptation of knowledge, I am addicted to the void and can’t extricate myself. In the end, madness and the void merge into one.
Few legendary mages can regain themselves after going crazy and return from the void safely.
Moreover, they have already found themselves, which shows that they have successfully obtained the life evolution of the void, and returning to the human world is of little significance.
"Perhaps for faith, more likely for sacrifice..."
"An organized and large-scale return, a collective search for faith, and then sacrificing a large number of creatures in one breath... "
At this point, Wayne's scalp went numb and he shook his head and said: "If this is the case, they are no different from devils."
"Boss, what are you going to do?"
"First investigate clearly. It is a money-making trick of the nobles, so it will be made public and handed over to the Queen. If the Queen can't handle it, she will contact the local Heavenly Father Church. There are still many pendants missing on the street lamps. It happens that the nobles and street lamps match well."
Wayne said: "If they are legendary mages from the void, it would be easier, just go to them one by one and kill them all."
The plan is simple and crude, you don't need to use your brain too much, just have the power of your fists. .
Half an hour later, the black car arrived in Ford Town.
Fude Town is far away from the highway. The streets are narrow and winding. Most of the roads are paved with bluestone bricks. The houses on both sides of the street are scattered in an orderly manner, and the walls are covered with moss.
Quiet and peaceful, with a sense of refinement like an oil painting.
Like most small towns, the center of Ford Town is an ancient church with a towering spire and a huge square in front of the church.
Wayne looked out the window, his mind wandering, looking for traces of thoughts contaminated by the starry beast.
Mona slowed down the car, seeing the dazzling array of small shops along the street, getting closer and closer to the church at the end of the street.
Soon, several figures in white robes blocked the way. They were believers of the Holy Church, each holding a basket of eggs. They knocked on the car window and sent a pamphlet to Wayne, and asked if he was interested. one time.
If you believe in it, just send a basket of eggs. It doesn't matter if you don't believe in it. People who are the same people of God in the church should love and help each other. Take two eggs back to express your gratitude.
"Four eggs first. My wife and I are here for an outing. We have nothing to do. If the eggs are good, we will consider trusting them." Wayne took the brochure and bought four eggs.
He rolled up the car window and asked Mona to walk around Ford Town and flip through the book. The teachings were almost exactly the same as those of the Holy Father’s Church, with limited modifications. It would not be an exaggeration to say that they were copied.
“It’s interesting. The Holy See is so domineering, but it can tolerate it?”
Wayne raised his eyebrows, becoming more and more suspicious that these new sects were the work of the Holy Father, and they will be used when their power grows. Deal with the Life Alliance and the two churches of darkness and death.
Mona frowned slightly and said nothing.
Wayne plays with the egg in his hand. It is no different from ordinary eggs on the outside and inside. With the magician's method, it is almost difficult to distinguish the true from the false.
Wayne is not an ordinary magician. He can tell if it is a real egg by opening his mouth and trying it.
A ray of thought is injected into the egg to tell the true meaning of life.
Soon, the egg shook slightly, and the little eight claws broke out of the shell, waving tentacles that shone like starfish.
The strangely shaped octopus resembles a starfish, with eight boneless tentacles, which are far more flexible than a starfish. The mouth on its abdomen, with the rhythmic light spots the size of rice grains, are its eyes and the organ that captures smells.
The little eight-claw waved its tentacles to collect the information around him, jumped up suddenly, and rushed directly to Wayne's face. The eight tentacles surrounded Wayne's entire head, and then...
Trapped in.
The foam squirmed and swallowed up the newborn starfish.
Wayne's face recovered, he raised his hand to wipe the corners of his mouth, and commented: "The taste of chicken, in terms of ingredients, is not suitable for the physique of humans in the God's Chosen Continent."
The little starfish is called the Blue Ridge Parasite, and is known as the 'King of the Underground' in the Geocentric Cult. It is a starry sky behemoth that grows to an extremely exaggerated size when it reaches adulthood, and is known for its terrifying fecundity.
Its own destructive power is average. It is at the bottom of the food chain in the void. It is extremely afraid of fire. Because it is weak, it puts all its survival ability points into reproduction.
Weak and weak, the pollution power of the starry sky beast cannot be underestimated. The parasitic ability of the blue ridge parasitic larvae is very terrifying. Once it is hugged, it will fuse with the host, connecting skin and flesh, and there is almost no possibility of physical separation. .
Wayne looked at Monaco's archived information from the Ministry of Magic, shook his head and said: "Confirmed, it is indeed the evil god from the void, and it is very likely that he works for the same organization as the Lord of the Void, and found the Templar Cult. The headquarters and their egg processing factory were all set on fire after nightfall."
Mona nodded, the devil is equal to the evil god, the fallen legendary mage is equal to the evil god, so the fallen legendary mage is equal to the devil. .
The equation is established and I feel full of energy instantly.
"However, I still have a question..."
Wayne looked at the church in the center of Ford Town: "Ordinary magicians don't know the methods of the void. It's understandable, love. The Heavenly Father Church in the Republic of Lan is very powerful, far more powerful than Lundan. There are a lot of evil gods appearing on their territory. Why are they ignoring them?"
"Boss, you want me to go to the church to check. "
"Let's go around the town first, find the headquarters of the Church and the egg processing factory, and conduct a field trip to see where it is more convenient to commit crimes at night." Wayne was cautious and did not rush. Go to church as soon as possible.
If his guess is correct, the clergy of Ford Town Church have been bewitched by the evil god.
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Dusk.
Ford Town fell silent for an instant before the sun went down, as if a mute button had been pressed, and the entire town was silent.
The pale mist drifted from the distant mountains, making the atmosphere of the town even more eerie.
The black car drove through the deserted streets and stopped in front of the church square. Wayne opened the car door and stepped out, holding Mona's waist, pretending to be a newlywed and walking towards the church door.
This ancient church has a history of at least a hundred years. After sunset, the church did not close. Against the background of thick fog and night, the bright door gave people a comfortable sense of security, but also created a sense of security. A thrilling depression.
Wayne was a very brave man and showed no fear. Before he even reached the door, he heard the quarrel inside.
"Raymon, the momentum of the development of the Holy Church is too weird. Why do you want to stop me from investigating, what if they are servants of the devil?"
"Harrington, this is the Father's. The land shrouded in glory is not Lundan where demons are everywhere. The Holy Church is willing to rely on us and has the approval of the Archbishop. Your insistence on going your own way will only ruin the Archbishop's plan."
In the church, the two bishops were quarreling, and the clergy were divided into two groups. Raymond had a large number of people, and Harrington lacked helpers, so he was quickly suppressed by the loud voices.
“Raymon, you will regret it!”
“No matter what, I am the bishop.”
Bang!
Harrington slammed the door and left. Raymond waved to the people around him, asking them to follow and not to let the people around him mess around.
After dealing with this, Raymond saw the newlyweds walking into the church. He was slightly surprised and stepped forward and said: "You two, the clergy are ready to rest. If you come to confess, please come back tomorrow."
"No, we are from the Papal State. The Pope has an order and I hope you can cooperate with the investigation." Wayne raised his hand like a tiger skin.
Raymond was stunned at first, then shook his head repeatedly, warning Wayne not to talk nonsense in the church, otherwise he will have a place on the train of hell.
Wayne smiled slightly and patted his butt.
Mona took a step forward, her eyes suddenly turned golden.
"Any more questions?"
"Ah this..."
(End of this chapter)