Chapter 389 People sleep at home and the pot comes from the sky
"This involves a game between gods."
After the Tarot session, Klein recalled Mr. Devil's warning and sighed slightly in his heart——
"Mr. Devil really knows a lot. It seems that it is really necessary to go to Eastchester County. Yes, after I go to Connacht City to visit Raymond's daughter, I will go to Eastchester County to help
Mr. Devil deciphers the treasure left by Senior Panridax."
Klein made arrangements for his next trip, and then picked up Grossel's Travels. Although the Dragon Slaying Five had been rescued, he still felt that there might be something deeper hidden in this book.
's secret.
…
Just when Crane encountered the spiritual projection of the Dragon-Slaying Five in Grossel's Travels, Snow had returned to Bayam again, although leaving Snowman and Longzel to Kano was a bit of a letdown.
The shopkeeper is suspected, but Snow has more to do.
for example……
Dinner with Bernadette.
Although he doubted that Bernadette arrived in Bayam in advance to have a meal, considering that he had brought her here, Snow still asked Black Swan Castle to prepare dinner according to the standard of four dishes and one soup.
Halfway through eating, Snow suddenly raised his head and said:
"You just watch that silver coin viper do things in your name?"
"This sea is full of people pretending to be my subordinates." Bernadette calmly picked up a piece of twice-cooked pork and ate it in small bites. At the same time, she directly responded to Snow's question with spiritual vibrations in the air.
But at this point, Bernadette suddenly changed the topic——
"But O'Dell is not a fake, at least not originally."
"Is he really your subordinate?" Snow was a little surprised now. He originally thought it was just a fake, but now it seems...
"At least half a year ago, he was an informant for Element Dawn."
Although Bernadette was speaking in a way that vibrated the air, Snow could still hear the slightest feeling of discomfort. He somewhat guessed it, scooped out a spoonful of pine nut corn with a male spoon, and picked up a braised lion's head.
, while eating, he said:
"Are you interested in the Hermosuin he kidnapped?"
Bernadette glanced at Snow, then shook her head slightly:
"Hermoshuyin's lifespan has reached its limit, and he has the aura of the spiritual world on his body. He is probably the incarnation of a certain pure light. For this kind of existence, arresting him is meaningless."
Having said this, Bernadette seemed not to continue the topic, and suddenly picked up the soup bowl and said:
"Is the inventor of this soup an extraordinary being?"
"Why do you ask that?" Snow looked at Bernadette in surprise, but Bernadette stared at the bowl of Wensi tofu in her hand: "Even if ordinary people can do it, they won't cut the tofu like this.
Fine, right?"
"Maybe it's to practice knife skills?" Snow didn't know much about the origin of Vince Tofu, but he was sure that this thing was definitely not made by extraordinary people.
So he could only say something vague and perfunctory, and at the same time, he secretly decided in his heart that if Bernadette comes to eat again, she will only cook dishes that he knows the allusions to.
Bernadette didn't know that her casual question would cause the local dishes she could eat to shrink by a hundred steps. She just ate her dinner slowly and then left.
I have to admit, she lied.
Although she did not intend to take Hermosuin into her hands, she did intend to ask him some questions.
According to the knowledge she gathered from the Hidden Sage, the incarnation of the Seven Pure Lights will recover the memory of being a pure light before death approaches, and she wants to use this period of time to obtain the knowledge from Hermoshuin.
, get some information.
Such as the Fool.
Such as paradox.
…
"drink--!"
"ha--!"
After Bernadette left, Snow walked into the training room and started the exercises he must do before going to bed every day. With the blessing of "Exercise will definitely make you stronger", Snow could clearly feel that his body was constantly under the influence of the Knight's Breathing Technique.
Enhancement, although the effect is minimal, is indeed getting stronger.
Finally, a voice suddenly swept through Bayam with the strong wind——
"Hermothuin is at 32 Black Pepper Avenue."
"It's finally here." Snow breathed a sigh of relief, and after confirming that his sleep would no longer be terminated by Mr. Fool's voice, he stopped exercising before going to bed, picked up a cup of hot milk and drank it while finishing "Thank you Fool."
"Give me sleep", while lying on the bed, he fell asleep like a baby...
"[Flower-planting expletive]!" Snow suddenly raised his upper body. Although he didn't know how long he slept, he definitely didn't sleep for eight hours!
Looking at Bernadette who looked like a female ghost in front of him, he took a deep breath and calmed down his breathing:
"Ms. Bernadette, this is the second time. Do you really like breaking into my bedroom at midnight?"
"If I were you, I would go to the door and take a look first." Seeing Bernadette say these words expressionlessly, Snow's brows jumped slightly, but he immediately grabbed the clothes on the bedside and put them on his body, dressing himself.
After overcoming a cognitive barrier, he quickly came to the door.
Then, he saw a dead body.
This is a thin old man with gray but messy hair. He is wearing a cotton-stuffed coat and a woolen coat. He is sitting on the steps of his house, but his completely exhausted spirituality is enough to prove that he is dead.
"Boil!" Looking at the corpse, Snow finally realized the limitations of danger warning, because this ordinary person's corpse did not pose any danger, but this thing...
He’s meowing Hermosuin!
"Damn it, why did this old guy Hilarion die in front of my house? Could it be that Ke is unhappy with me?"
Snow almost instantly recalled the scene in the original work where Hilarion asked Klein if he had any enemies and planned to kill him at the door. However, after thinking about it, he couldn't understand why this person was him.
Snow grinned, understanding that there was no time to think too much now, and the pure light in the spiritual world meant that the traces of Hermoshuin were difficult to erase.
As soon as his mind turned around, Snow sighed——
"No matter what, I can't keep this house!"
After saying that, he turned to look at his mansion. Fortunately, out of caution, he did not live in the Paradox Sect's headquarters in Bayam.
"Referring to a deer as a horse." The ability of sequence three was introduced into Snow's body through the white horse and not the horse. With the continuous output of spirituality, his own traces in this house were also quickly disappearing.
When the last traces were erased, Snow glanced at Hermoshuin's body bitterly, still unable to figure out why the pure light died at the door of his home.
"No matter what, I will bear this grudge on Klein first!"