After receiving Mr. Demon's answer, Klein's mind came alive. In fact, what he wanted to ask most was about the audience channel, but this seemed too deliberate. After thinking for a while, he said:
"I would like to ask, do you know any sequences that can create coincidences?"
When Snow heard Klein's question, his expression changed slightly, and then he deliberately showed a sarcastic face and said:
"Why do you think that I, a mere Sequence Nine, would know this kind of thing? Do you think too highly of me?"
"That's not what you said before!" Klein cursed in his heart, but he also understood that this kind of knowledge would not be shared casually with people he just met, so he suppressed his disappointment and pretended to be indifferent:
"I'm just asking, by the way, you are looking for Lanerwus, do you have any belongings belonging to him?"
"Unfortunately, no. Although I found his former residence, he was obviously a smart guy and did not leave any clues. The reason why I want to train a fortune teller is to try to see if I can learn from it.
What did you find in that almost empty house?" Snow spread his hands helplessly, but Klein immediately asked:
"Where is that house?"
"No. 62 Halls Street." Snow reported the information obtained in the original work, and then said with a meaningful smile:
"I still have an official criminal record, so I won't go with you. If you find any clues, please come to me in Room 203 of the Aroma Tree Hotel on Champagne Street. By the way, this is the fund."
After saying that, he took out two gold coins that shone beautifully from his arms and placed them on the table. He put on his half-high silk hat again, turned around and walked towards the door.
Watching Snow slowly leave, Klein suddenly had some clarity in his heart - "He seemed to have said before that official extraordinary people don't know how to act. In other words, in his eyes, I am actually a member of a secret organization.
?By the way, the Secret Order! Mr. Devil should have thought that I was a member of the Secret Order! So, his purpose was actually to inform the Secret Order of Lanerwus’ information? He had mentioned the captain before,
And he is still a member of the Aurora Society on the surface... What exactly does he want to do?"
Klein vaguely felt that a thread was connecting them, but due to his lack of knowledge of mysticism, he was still unable to completely connect them.
After hesitating for a moment, he stood up. Although he didn't know what Mr. Demon was planning, he knew that it would be okay to investigate Lanerwus' house first. Well, he also had to divine whether there was any danger first.
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Thinking of this, Klein was about to leave the Divination Club, but before leaving, he turned around and picked up the gold pound on the table.
"Mr. Devil is so generous, you only get two pounds at a time!" Klein carefully put the two gold pounds into the inner pocket of his dress, then sorted out his personal belongings and walked out the door. Unexpectedly, he didn't wait until
After he left, a familiar figure walked in from the door. It was Mr. Glacis who had come to him for divination about Lanerwus' investment.
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"Everything went well." After ordering afternoon tea at the restaurant opposite the Divination Club, Snow sat quietly where he could see the door of the Divination Club. It was not until a young girl wearing a ruffled hat appeared that he finally relaxed.
Come down.
He took out a gold coin from his arms and bounced it high. As the coin fell into his hand, he stood up and left the restaurant.
Back at the hotel, Snow completed his routine physical training. After a simple shower, he returned to the room and started writing a letter——
"Dear Mr. A:"
"You can't believe what I discovered! Although Heinersensent is an idiot, he did something extremely right! That fraudster, he succeeded!"
"Although I don't know how he did it, just today, I accidentally saw a lady. Please forgive me for not being able to find a more appropriate way to call her, because she is pregnant with the Lord's heir!"
"You don't need to confirm again, I can guarantee that everything I said is true! You know, as a secret prayer person, my induction in this regard is absolutely reliable! What the lady is carrying definitely has the divinity of the Lord.
Yes, the heir of God!"
"Praise my Lord, I can't wait to see the birth of the Lord's children!"
"However, among such good news, there is unforgivable noise!"
"The lady who was pregnant with the Son of God actually came into contact with the night watch pagans! Although the power of the Son of God prevented him from having the courage to look directly at it, you should understand that this is a hidden danger after all."
"I am just a secret prayer person and cannot protect the safety of the Son of God. Therefore, I implore the Messenger of God to come in person to protect the Son of God from being born smoothly."
"Faithful servant of the Lord, Snow von Penridax."
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Seeing Mr. A's messenger take away the envelope, Snow let out a long sigh of relief. According to the speed of Mr. A's messenger, he will arrive in Tingen the day after tomorrow at the latest.
If the Evil God's descendants were in Tingen, it would be a huge disaster, but if they were in Backlund, it would be nothing more than an ordinary incident.
After stretching his body, Snow drank a glass of hot milk to relax himself physically and mentally. Then, he began to put the final touches on his work today——
"You are a fool who does not belong to this era. You are the mysterious master above the gray fog. You are the king of yellow and black who controls good luck..."
The honorable names recited in the ancient Hermetic language continued to echo in the spiritually closed space, turning into layers of noise, spreading towards the star realm. In such an environment, Snow clasped his hands together and pressed his forehead.
, using a respectful tone, began to pray before going to bed today...
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"Mr. Devil started to pray again! With such a devout believer, I really don't know whether to be happy or sad!" At No. 2 Daffodil Street, Klein, who had just finished taking a shower and was about to go to bed, heard the repeated words in his ears.
murmured, and immediately knew that Mr. Devil was praying again.
But even so, he did not let it go. Instead, he returned to the bedroom and walked backwards to reach the top of the gray mist.
He has heard the story of the boy who cried wolf. If he really ignores it, what if one day, someone else asks for help at this time and he ignores it again?
Arriving at the top of the long bronze table, Klein looked at the crimson stars that were constantly shrinking and expanding. He sighed in his heart, "It is indeed a devil." He felt a spiritual touch.
Klein, who had planned to finish playing the "recording" and then go back to sleep, listened to a few words. Suddenly, he was slightly stunned, and the face hidden behind the gray mist began to become serious...