Chapter 146: The Last Job, Goblins
Aiden Apparates to a wealthy area of Hull.
As expected, there are not many survivors. These rich people have led the entire city of Hull away from reality and towards virtuality through speculation and bribery.
They made a fortune in the subsequent financial frenzy, but left this once-developed industrial area covered in rust. Now it has ended up like this, which can be regarded as the cycle of cause and effect.
Aiden walked into the community and saw twisted limbs crawling on the ground everywhere. Unfortunately, they posed no threat to a dream walker.
Passing through the bloodstained streets, Aiden came to the central house, from which the mental disturbances of the entire block came.
Aiden raised his staff and blew up the entire mansion with such force that bricks flew everywhere.
In the center of the pit, a black egg wrapped in silk thread was hanging in the air.
There were also quite a few living people piled at the bottom of the pit, as if they were preparations for the little lives in the eggs.
"Tsk, wasn't all of it eaten?" Aiden clicked his lips.
Use normal attack magic to burn all the silk threads around the egg, and the egg falls to the ground and bounces a few times.
Aiden stripped the clothes off a random man and turned them into heavy lead cans.
Use the levitation spell to lift the egg and place it inside.
Then, Aiden disappeared in a flash.
Members of the Office for the Prohibition of the Abuse of Magic, who sensed the magical fluctuations, finally arrived at the scene after Aiden had dealt with everything.
"My Merlin's magic." Looking at the chaotic streets in front of them, the two members couldn't help but sigh.
By the time Aiden delivered the egg to the Department of Mysteries and came out, all departments of the Ministry of Magic had been working overtime to the point of exploding.
Considering that this was the second incident of Muggles abusing magic, the Ministry of Magic finally learned its lesson and established a joint control office with the British government.
The position of head of this office was given to Arthur by Fudge with malicious intentions.
This made Arthur so busy that he didn't even have time to go home.
On the other hand, Aiden, free from all worries, finally returned to the Burrow.
The next day, Aiden woke up in his bed at the Burrow. Outside, Errol chirped and flew in with a newspaper.
Just as it was about to ruin Mrs. Molly's prepared breakfast, a white hand stopped it.
Taking the newspaper off Errol, Aiden unfolded it and looked at it.
Sure enough, the front page of the newspaper read: Another gas explosion, is there something wrong with Britain’s public service management?
After a moment of silence for the unknown gas company, Aiden enjoyed his breakfast.
After eating and drinking, I went to the courtyard to digest the food.
Aiden gradually felt sleepy under the warm sunlight. Summer is really a good time to sleep.
"Spring sleepiness, summer fatigue, autumn exhaustion, and winter hibernation. The main theme is that the four seasons are like a dream, right?" the system bubbled up.
"Oh, system, you are here. How have you handled it?" Aiden asked.
"It has been handled." The system replied.
Then, Aiden activated the dream shuttle, using the system as a passage, and came to Avalon again.
During the last battle with the Lord of the Deep, the Department of Mysteries used an alchemical ritual to project a large amount of matter into Avalon.
This gave Aiden the basis for the implementation of his plan, and he improved on the technology left behind by the goblins.
After a year of studying alchemy, Aiden was now able to fill in plural concepts in a single rune.
Fill in the runes: Ansuz (?) for information and communication, Gebo (?) for exchange and generosity, Mannaz (?) for self and others, Ingwaz (?) for abundance and growth.
Combined with the secret rituals that Aiden built on Avalon, the first Mind Cloud Server was finally created.
The most powerful aspect of this server is that it can provide connections for creatures without magic powers, allowing the minds of those connected to be blessed by the server, achieving a state where the mind takes precedence over the soul.
In short, ordinary people connected to this computer will enjoy accelerated thinking, computing power support, and the ability to mobilize magic power.
"Now I can finally fulfill what I promised Filch." Aiden thought.
After dealing with Avalon's affairs, Aiden returned to reality.
Then he noticed that a goblin was kneeling in front of him.
Aiden: “….”
"My great lord." Although the accent was extremely strange, the goblin still spoke in human language.
Hearing these words, Aiden's PTSD kicked in and he kicked the goblin away with a powerful kick.
"The goblins are your believers, and you treat them like this?" the system complained.
"Ah?" Aiden was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered the group of goblins in the mountains.
He apologetically helped the goblin up and cast a healing spell on him.
"Oh, my Lord is so merciful that he considers us so much." The goblin looked pious.
"I'm sorry to do this to you, but you scared me. Uh, what do you want from me?"
"Oh, I actually frightened my Lord, how disrespectful. But my Lord, I came to report to you on the development of the sect."
The goblin patted his clothes devoutly and began to pray.
"My Lord, the Most Holy One, our footprints have spread all over the island. Can you give us instructions for the next step?"
The goblins were praying and dancing at the same time, and it looked like they had tried their best to compile a prayer dance.
However, this made Aiden, who was the object of prayer and the one watching the dance, extremely embarrassed. His toes were enough to dig out three bedrooms and a living room on the ground.
Resisting the urge to run away, Aiden buried his emotions deep in his heart for the first time in a long time.
"You have done very well. Next, you will join the organization I founded."
Aiden waved his wand, "Rada, come here."
The kitten, who was playing happily on Aiden's bed, was pulled out of the house by the spell.
"Hey, shit shoveler, what are you doing?" Rada asked.
Aiden ignored her and said to the goblin,
"Look, this will be your leader from now on, the president of the Curly-haired Baboon Protection Association, Rada Prewitt."
Aiden lifted Rada high into the air and the goblin knelt down.
"I see. Is this the angel under my Lord's throne? I see. Angel who commands all beasts, the goblin Qiqige sends you his highest regards."
"Hey, shit shoveler, what is he saying? I don't understand." Rada showed human confusion.
"Well, very good. Then I will issue an order. I need you to keep a close eye on an organization known as the Council of Servant."
Aiden ordered the goblin.
"Your will." The goblin knelt down and then left.
"Rada, from now on you will be responsible for connecting with Qiqige. His intelligence will be passed to you, and then you will hand it over to me." Aiden said to Rada.
"Five dried fish every day." Rada raised his hind paw and scratched his ear.
"Five in three days." Aiden bargained.
"Every day." Rada turned her little head.
"No, when your aunt sees how fat you are, she will definitely make you lose weight." Aiden threatened.
"Oh, forget it, I'll just take the loss, two a day." Rada thought of Mrs. Molly and sighed.
The pleasant transaction came to an end after the two people bargained.
