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Chapter 471

Klein felt that not leaving immediately after taking the oath was definitely his second biggest mistake - the biggest mistake was that when Ms. Dai Li deliberately threw the bouquet at him, he subconsciously reached out to catch it.

It has to be said that weddings in this world are very similar to Western-style weddings in previous lives. After getting the bouquets, at the originally joyful banquet, the bride and groom drank glass after glass. I wonder if they have been replaced by boiled water and

While drinking oolong tea, he was surrounded by seven aunts and eight aunts headed by Luo Shan.

Among them were familiar Nighthawks and ordinary people who simply came to join in the fun, but they seemed to have an extraordinary love for watching other people get married. They kept surrounding him and Leonard, asking when and where they would get married.

Questions like getting married and whether I need help suddenly made the sumptuous dishes on the table seem less fragrant.

Although Leonard was very helpless when he was asked this question, when he saw the embarrassed expression of Klein, who was dressed as a woman, he suddenly felt that he was not in so much pain.

Sure enough, life requires comparison to feel happy.

However, at this lively wedding banquet, no one noticed that in the corner, a young man wearing a mysterious dress was contentedly closing a not heavy hardcover book, and on the front of the book, it said

With its name——

"Mysterious Advent Calendar"

Below the title of the book, there is a subtitle:

~The Road to the Supreme Pillar~

"Celebrate, Mr. Fool has just experienced a turning point in his life, what will happen next? Oh, the next story is too early for everyone."

"Pop!" With the soft sound of the book pages closing, Snow glanced at Tifa Youth Edition (referring to the dumplings), turned around and disappeared into the banquet. From the beginning to the end, no one noticed his presence.

No, maybe there was, but everyone who noticed his presence kept silent in a tacit agreement.



In the afternoon, Leonard left the wedding banquet with Tifa. Because of his identity as Red Glove, his friends did not hold back. It was not until the two returned to the Aroma Tree Hotel that Leonard finally couldn't help but say:

"Before, because of the captain's wedding, I didn't ask any more questions. Now I want to ask you something."

"You want to ask about the Chanis Gate of St. Samuel's Church, right?" Klein regained his original appearance, and while changing out of the dress that was not the right size, he said, "I knew you wanted to ask."

asked rhetorically.

"Yes, why did you sneak into Chanis Gate? For the potion formula? Promotion ceremony? Or Mr. Fool's mission? Or something else? Of course, if you can't say it, forget it."

Leonard suppressed the tone of questioning because he noticed that Klein's mood seemed a little off when he mentioned this matter.

Seeing Leonard's expression, Klein suddenly smiled. It was not a smile that a clown used to hide his sadness, but a smile with a little bit of relief.

But he didn't know how to explain this matter to Leonard. After thinking about it, he finally could only answer in a somewhat ambiguous tone:

"I still believe in the goddess."

"That's enough." Leonard seemed to have finally breathed a sigh of relief. He relaxed completely. He changed out of his dress and folded it, put on the stain-resistant and wear-resistant clothes again, and put on his red gloves.

He went up to the mirror and tidied up a little, then asked seemingly casually:

"What are your plans next?"

"I still have some things to do in Backlund, and I will probably go to the Southern Continent later." Klein thought of Mr. Caron who committed suicide for no apparent reason, and felt a little headache for a moment. Although the history of Kid Robin's identity

The mission has been accomplished, but considering the current status of this identity and the assets spent to create this status, Klein still hopes to retain it.

"Can I help you?" After Leonard asked, he felt that he had said nonsense. After all, he was only a Sequence Six Requiem Master, and Klein was already a Sequence Five who was about to be promoted to Demigod, and he was

Backlund, officially there is Miss Justice, and on the mysterious level there is Mr. Scroll Master, but it is never his turn to intervene.

But what surprised him was that Klein nodded slightly and responded solemnly:

"I will."



After bidding farewell to Leonard, Snow teleported back to his bedroom. After confirming that no one was visiting today, he relaxed.

Although Arrodes didn't do anything for him last time, considering Mr. Kidd's current reputation, Klein still didn't hesitate to speculate on Arrods' troublemaking ability with the utmost malice.

After adjusting his appearance in the mirror, adjusting his pronunciation, and making sure that no details about Tifa were left behind, Klein breathed a sigh of relief, just as he was thinking about pretending to be sick and sleeping in.

When he showed up to investigate Cuaron's suicide, layers of prayers suddenly echoed in his ears.

"Mr. Devil's afternoon tea?" This thought came to Klein's mind for the first time. Although Mr. Devil never prayed during afternoon tea, because of the act of praying four or five times a day, he was able to make a living.

It has become a conditioned reflex to immediately think of Mr. Devil when I hear the voice of prayer.

Walking four steps backward to reach the top of the gray fog, Klein saw the ever-expanding gray fog. It was indeed Mr. Devil, but this time, he didn't seem to be praying. In fact, the sound of prayer he felt

It also seems a bit thin.

This was the first time that Klein encountered such a situation. He couldn't help but feel a little worried. He immediately spread his spirituality and triggered the crimson stars. However, he saw Mr. Devil standing in front of a decorated altar, carving on the silver metal piece.

Symbol representing the Fool.

"Are you making a talisman? But if that's the case, why is the sound of prayer so strange?" Klein frowned and glanced around, quickly discovering the key to the problem. In Mr. Devil's altar, where the place that should have belonged to the gods was placed,

Not a candle, but a gold coin.

"By the way, this is the power that Mr. Devil prayed for in the previous Tarot meeting. This Fuzhou production method is somewhat similar to the technology I used to use the mutated sun holy symbol to make the Sun Flame Talisman. But why didn't he directly ask to make the Talisman at that time?

"Well, maybe it's because it's more flexible, or because he hasn't gotten the materials yet? Well, maybe it's because of the shelf life of the spell..." Klein felt confused for a while, but his eyes were always fixed on Mr. Demon's movements.

.

There is no doubt that this is a good opportunity to learn how to make advanced spells for free!

But soon, he couldn't hold it any longer, because he saw that Mr. Demon actually took out five Worms of Time!

It’s exactly the same as the little sun that appeared at that time!

"A high-level spell using the insect of time as the main material? But that's fine. I can tell Little Sun if you ask next time. By the way, that old man Leonard seems to be an angel in the Thief Path. You can find him if you have the chance.

He exchanged a few Worms of Time for spare use! Ah, it would be great if Mr. Demon had made this spell earlier. He just said goodbye to Leonard, and it would be too strange to find him now..."


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