In order to wait for the news, Klein didn't get much sleep all night. When he finally couldn't bear it and fell into a deep sleep, he suddenly heard layers of prayers.
Although he really wanted to sleep for a while, he still resisted the discomfort caused by his swollen brain and jumped out of bed. He walked four steps backwards and came to the top of the gray mist. Then he saw Mr. Devil's body that was constantly shrinking and expanding.
The crimson stars...
"What? It's Mr. Demon..." Klein shook his head feebly, stretched out his hand to open the star, and then heard the familiar voice of prayer:
"You are a fool who does not belong to this era; you are the mysterious master above the gray fog; you are the yellow and black king who controls good luck. Thank you for your grace, allowing me to have a wonderful morning..."
"Your morning is wonderful, but I'm so sleepy right now!"
Klein grinned, but then he discovered something was wrong——
"Mr. Devil's prayer seems a little weak today! Oh, by the way! Miss Justice's prayer to me in the Storm Lord's prayer hall last night seemed to have caused him a lot of trouble... It seems that she really wanted to remind him
I’m not a Tarot Club person. Fortunately, the essence of my last prayer was to steal the power of the blood of the Eternal Fierce Sun. The goddess shouldn’t blame her, right?”
While comforting himself, Klein returned to the real world. At this time, he was very lucky that he did not pray to himself in front of the Holy Emblem of the Goddess of Night last time.
"It's only six o'clock now. I'd better sleep a little longer. Anyway, I'm a 'freelance' now." Klein glanced at the wall clock, and the corner of his mouth turned up with a bright, slightly exaggerated smile, but that's all.
When he was about to lie back on the bed, the room suddenly became cold, and at the same time, countless ferocious bone spurs sprayed out from under the floor like spray selections.
When Klein saw this scene, he did not have any worries. Instead, he felt an infinite sense of peace of mind. He waited for the skeletal giant to take shape, then proactively reached out and let the slightly thick envelope fall into his hand.
Inside, as the bone giants were scattered again, Klein, who was no longer sleepy, sat on the bedside and eagerly unfolded the letter——
"Your letter came very timely. It made me understand the source of the turmoil in Backlund these past two days. I have already gotten a squirming hunger, and it reminded me of something."
"That should be an experience I had at one time in my life, but the fragments I recalled didn't seem friendly..."
"I also have some clues about the person who holds the Sealed Artifact of the Audience Path. For the sake of safety, you'd better not continue the investigation."
"I have recalled some of the sacrificial rituals you asked about very early on, and it seems to be because they left a very deep impression on me. Perhaps, in one of my lives, or in my earliest life, I was a priest.
"
"I must warn you in advance that you need to be cautious when using the sacrificial ritual..."
…
The letters that followed were all about the knowledge of the sacrificial ceremony, but Klein, who was originally very eager for this part of the information, put it aside now because he could finally relax.
"The Creeping Hunger was obtained by Mr. Azik, which means that Qilingers should be dead, well, and he is still able to write letters, so he should not have suffered any serious injuries."
Klein's mood suddenly improved, and the sleepiness that had troubled him before came to his mind again. Klein pressed Mr. Azik's letter under his pillow, and jumped on the bed again. Well, the sacrifice ceremony
Wait until you wake up and then look west...
…
"Are you leaving so early again today?" Forsi, who was once again awakened by Xio's voice of getting up early, did not mean to cover up this time, but asked carelessly.
After a night's sleep, Xio, who had completely eliminated his fatigue, nodded slightly, and then said:
"Actually, the factory owners had already made plans to relent yesterday, but that Lavis is a thoughtful person. He does not intend to accept 'compensation' from the other party, but wants to completely change the treatment of workers. You should understand that this can
It’s not a simple idea. In short, we will continue to march for at least three days, and then we will have to deal with the lawyers sent by those wealthy people..."
"Isn't that great? You are an arbiter, shouldn't you be dealing with lawyers?" Forsi said matter-of-factly, but Xio turned her head and said seriously:
"I'm just an arbiter in the East District, not a judge in the court. Do you think the gang leaders in the East District will let lawyers come to negotiate with me? They believe in their fists more than those guys who charge a lot of money..."
Having said this, Xio shook his head slightly, changed the subject and said:
"Compared to me, how was your situation yesterday? Did the recipe for the Sheriff's potion appear at that party?"
"Yes, the asking price is 450 pounds, but I don't know how much Miss Audrey will give us... Even if it's only half, I can lend you some more and we should be able to buy it." When Fors said this, he did not mention Mr. V.
Maybe she told Xio about Snow, because in her eyes, Xio and Snow were completely in love, and even if she didn't tell Xio, Xio shouldn't be able to get Snow's identity.
"I hope Miss Audrey is generous enough." Xio cheered up after hearing Forsi's words. If she could be promoted to Sheriff, her debt would become one thousand... no, nine hundred and ninety-nine times.
, although it is still a bit much, but if you work hard, you should be able to pay it off soon!
Thinking of this, Xio's enthusiasm for work suddenly increased. She quickly arranged her clothes, inserted the three-pointed thorn in a position that was easy to pull out, and faced Foer with her legs that were very slender in terms of body proportions.
Thoughts:
"It's working time, we'll talk about the rest when we get back."
"Well, let's go together today." Forsi immediately said what he had thought about yesterday. When Xiu heard the words, he frowned:
"what are you going to do?"
"Of course it's to see if you will do anything dangerous!" Forsi cursed a few words in his heart, but on the surface he said with a curious expression:
"I think the Lavis you mentioned is very interesting, so I want to take a closer look. Maybe my next book can have a supporting character like this."
"As long as you don't regret it." Xiu thought about the situation of yesterday's mission and felt that there seemed to be no danger, so he nodded. Forsi received the approval and immediately changed into clothes that were convenient for movement, and walked out of the house with Xio.
But before they arrived at the public carriage stop, the voices of the newsboys reached their ears——
"Excuse me! 'Hurricane Lieutenant General' Qilingos was shot to death in Backlund!"
Ah? What?
Xio and Forsi looked at each other blankly. It wasn't until the newsboy's voice repeated several times from far to near that they suddenly woke up.