Chapter 333 A story about revenge
November 2, night.
Ireland Sea, cruise ship.
Wayne had taken the route to the Republic of Ireland once before, crossing the Strait of Ireland, and his destination was 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 destination.
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 of the ship cut across the sea, leaving a long and thin trace.
The lights of the cruise ship flickered, and the overall outline was looming under the moonlight. These lights and shadows swayed with the waves of the sea, and together they formed a sparkling picture.
The sound of water surging outside the ship made people stare in the luxurious cabin.
"Chris, it's time to rest, you have to go to work tomorrow!" Wayne looked at Chris seriously, with his loyal secretary Mona standing behind him.
Although his expression was solemn, as if he was guarding 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 expressionless behind Wayne, 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 close 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 of Wayne's misunderstanding but didn't dare to say it clearly. She decided to take strong medicine to suppress the increasingly serious illness with more intimate interactions.
Consider it a punishment!
Come to think of it, I'm 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 hurriedly flipped through a few pages. 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: "Senior sister, have you ever considered changing the track?"
"What's wrong? It doesn't look good?"
"The structure is compact, the content is rich, and the concise writing style contains profound ideas. It is a very good love novel." Wayne commented with a sullen face.
"Wayne, I write detective stories."
"One thing is, 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? Willie thinks so too."
"What novels does Willy know? Don't listen to her nonsense. If you don't believe me, ask Veronica and hear her evaluation."
"Veronica said your diary looks better."
Chris looked at Wayne quietly: "I want to borrow your diary for reference, but Veronica refused. You have written several books for her, but I haven't read a single word."
It’s so sour, with 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.
With that said, 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 era background or social structure. It was difficult for Chris to copy... ahem, learn from it.
"Wait, it looks like there is actually one."
Wayne muttered twice, threw away the manuscript in front of him, raised his eyebrows and said: "Chris, I thought of a revenge story with twists and turns and vivid plot, and deeply rooted characters. It is not only enjoyable to read, but also has great literary value. "
"Tell me about it."
"A story about revenge."
"Prince's Revenge has become a waste of time and is not as popular as chivalry novels."
"I mean, it's almost a little bit more fun."
Wayne clenched his fist, coughed twice, and said slowly: "The male protagonist is a sailor, at the bottom of society. He has a very beautiful fiancée. Because of his hard work, his career is about to explode..."
"His success 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 decided to take revenge. In prison, he met elites from various industries and got a treasure map..."
"After the male protagonist is released from prison, the people who framed him have either become billionaires or become rich and powerful, while 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 arouses readers' resonance and creates crazy hatred for the villains. After that, the male protagonist rises strong and crushes revenge all the way, which will make readers They feel refreshed. ”
Chris nodded repeatedly, and then said: "Teacher Wayne, I have a general understanding of the plot 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, regarding the literary value, we can dig deeper by exploring human nature. "
"Teacher, can you be more specific?"
"Through the strong contrast between the male protagonist's personality changes before and after, we create a tragic person who is devoured by the fire of revenge..."
Wayne's hand was already on the female student's waist, stroking it with his fingertips, biting her ear and saying: "In the early stage, he was kind and compassionate. He faced all hardships with a smile, and firmly believed that hard work can make you get ahead. In the later stage, he is good at using conspiracy. He is cunning and good at controlling the weaknesses of human nature. He is almost omniscient and omnipotent. He is like a devil who has descended into hell and tortures his enemies until they are completely naked. "
Mona frowned and walked forward two steps: "Boss, wouldn't this be inappropriate?"
Chrissy nodded repeatedly, indeed, what if the devil teaches a bad child?
“This is simpler, the last chapter is about clearing the male protagonist’s name.”
Wayne waved to Mona, and after she sat down, he openly hugged her: "The male protagonist did whatever it took to get revenge and hurt many innocent people. After completing his revenge, his life suddenly lost its direction. Looking back on his own He repented before God for what he had done, and finally left his hometown and disappeared from sight.”
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. wonderful.
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.
Chrissy 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 simple. You can copy the personalities of the people around you. You must have met a lot of bad people. Just follow them." Wayne gave advice.
Chrissy looked at Wayne, blinked, and then nodded heavily.
She found the devil!
"You seem to be thinking about something very rude."
Wayne curled his lips and said, "I am one of my own, so I won't pursue anything. I work hard every day, and my diary has been written until 1942. With the update of large quantities and sufficient control, I have summarized a set of marketable ideas." writing skills.”
Kris' 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 happened, don't knock on her door.
With that said, he trotted away without giving the pervert any opportunity to take advantage of him.
"Obviously Willy can..."
Wayne looked at Mona, who was expressionless next to him, and asked with his eyes why he didn't hold down Chris's hands just now. It's the secretary's job to play bad guy.
Mona's face turned slightly red when Wayne saw her. She 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 of you, you are getting better and better!
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 to see that the waves caused by the cruise ship on the sea are getting bigger because of the wind.
In the second half of the night, waves x2.
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Durin.
The capital of the Republic of Ireland.
In name, the Republic of Ireland is still under the rule of Windsor, but it is well known that Windsor is not a good person. The Republic of Ireland is a jewel in the Queen's crown, just a leek waiting to be harvested, and the two parties cannot pee 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 black-clad bodyguards and a driver waited for a long time. He kept a low profile during his private visit incognito and did not want to attract too much attention. He asked the bodyguard and driver to leave the car and drove to his vacation in the suburbs of the city. manor.
The family is big and the business is big, and you can find the house book anywhere.
Especially after the Qing Dynasty, there were more houses, and it was very frustrating to not even want 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'm not going anywhere." Chris was afraid of getting hurt again when she went out, so she 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 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 take a look."
Mona nodded, put away the files on the table and put them into her 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 was close, Wayne was 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 emerged after the declaration of war. Rather than saying it is a coincidence, I prefer to believe that there is an organization and plan behind them. It is 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 that."
Wayne rolled his eyes at Mona: "Mona, you care too much about the devil. Whenever something happens, you will associate it with the devil. This is not good."
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 forces. They use these cannon fodder to deal with the Life Alliance forces in Windsor."
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 has returned to the world, and there is 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 the Lord of the Void, Marshall. The Golden Mage is not yet qualified to fall, and 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 the advanced knowledge of the void.
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 emptiness and can’t extricate myself. In the end, madness and emptiness merge into one.
Few legendary mages can regain themselves after going mad and return from the void unharmed.
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.
"Maybe it's for faith, more likely it's a sacrifice..."
"An organized and large-scale return, a collective search for faith, and then sacrificed a large number of creatures in one breath..."
Speaking of this, Wayne's scalp went numb and he shook his head and said: "If that's true, they are no different from devils if they are not devils."
"Boss, what are you going to do?"
"First investigate clearly. It is a money-making trick of the nobles, so let it be made public and leave it to the Queen to handle. 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 to go to them one by one and kill them all."
The plan is simple and crude, it doesn't require too much thinking, just the strength of the fist is enough.
Half an hour later, the black car arrived in Ford Town.
Fudou 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. There were many small shops along the street, and she was 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 of them held a basket of eggs. They knocked on the car window and sent a pamphlet to Wayne, asking if he was interested in writing a letter.
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 let Mona walk around Ford Town and flipped 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 overbearing, but it can be tolerated?"
Wayne raised his eyebrows, becoming more and more suspicious that these new sects were the work of the Heavenly Father Church, and they would be used to deal with the Life Alliance and the two churches of darkness and death when they became more powerful.
Mona frowned slightly and said nothing.
Wayne played with the egg in his hand. It was no different from an ordinary egg on the outside and on the inside. With the magician's method, it was almost difficult to distinguish the real egg from the fake one.
Wayne is no 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 came 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...
Fell in.
The white foam squirmed and swallowed up the newborn baby starfish.
Wayne's face recovered, he raised his hand to wipe the corners of his mouth, and commented: "The taste of chicken, as far as ingredients are concerned, 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 destructive power is average, and 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 should not be underestimated. The parasitic ability of the Blue Ridge Parasite 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. Find the headquarters of the Templar Church, as well as their The egg processing factory was all set on fire after dark.”
Mona nodded, the devil is equal to the evil god, the fallen legendary mage of the void 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. The Heavenly Father Church of the Irish Republic is huge, far more powerful than Lundan. On its own territory There are a lot of evil gods popping up, why are they ignoring them?”
"Boss, do you want me to go to the church to check it out?"
"First, go around the town and find the headquarters and egg processing factory of the Holy Church. We will conduct a field trip to see where it is more convenient to commit crimes at night." Out of caution, Wayne did not rush to the church immediately.
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.
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 terrifying depression.
Wayne, a master of arts, was bold and unafraid. Before he even reached the door, he heard the quarrel inside.
"Raymond, 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 a place shrouded in the glory of the Father, not Lundan where demons are everywhere. The Holy Church is willing to rely on us, and it 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.
"Raymond, 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 with a tiger skin.
Raymond was stunned at first, then shook his head repeatedly, warning Wayne not to talk nonsense in the church, otherwise he would 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 chapter)