Putting down the dark red round belly pen, Klein picked up the paper with the divination sentences and leaned back against the back of the chair.
His lips twitched and he whispered the time of Kaping for dinner today, over and over again.
The words swept across the silent and empty grey mist, and Klein's eyes quickly turned deeper and his eyes slowly lowered.
In the fragmented dream, he saw the spacious and elegant restaurant, the ceramic tableware inlaid with gold, and the foods such as caviar, roasted chicken, stewed lamb, fried beef eye meat, fried keel fish, cream soup and other foods.
These foods were placed in front of several diners in order in order, including Kaping, who was slightly fat, the middle-aged gentleman Herath wearing a white hood, Katie wearing only a thin shirt, and Parker with an old face without any intimidation.
Looking out from the rear of the dining table, you can find a gorgeously decorated glass window. The clouds outside the window are sparse and the red moon is vaguely visible in the air.
Klein opened his eyes, marked the position of the moon in his dream, and then quickly calculated the corresponding approximate time based on common sense of astrology.
From 7:30 to 45... Considering that in several pictures, Kaping and others have been dining for more than halfway through, they can adjust it for another 15 minutes. In this way, 7:30 is a better choice... Klein talked silently, interpreting the inspiration given by Dream Divination.
Dinner at 7:30 is not very rare. This is even the mainstream in the Ruen Kingdom and even the North Mainland. Because many middle-class people live in the suburbs based on environmental issues or considering the cheap rent, they have to take a short steam train to and from the city to work every day. When they return home, it is often after 7:00 pm, so 7:30 to 8:00 is the normal dinner time.
Klein had this experience when he was in Tingen, but that was because there were no servants and no full-time housewife. When the siblings returned home, they had to work more and more to enjoy hot food, not because they were far away from work.
This is why civilians and poor often have dinner from 7:30 to 8:00.
Because lunch and dinner are too far apart, afternoon tea, which was originally an upper class, has gradually become popular among the middle class and the civilians.
After the interpretation, Klein recalled the revelation he had just obtained and keenly noticed a problem:
Where are Kaping's wife and children?
They did not appear in the restaurant... Could it be that Kaping is the extreme Lord of the Storm, and both women and children have to go to the living room to have a meal?
Or, is there another reason?
Or, Kaping is not married and has no children?
He is all middle-aged... Klein tried to divinate for a while, but failed to obtain effective revelation, so he had to give up.
7:30.He repeated this time point and then returned to the real world.
……
In the evening, Kaping, who was wearing a formal bow tie at home, narrowed his eyes and looked at his subordinates in front of him. He spoke slowly but chilled:
Fabian died?
Yes, boss.Even though he was Kaping's accomplice for many years, that subordinate was a little afraid and panic.
Oders, sir, sir, in a few years, he will be called jazz.Kapin pulled down his bow tie and treated the thick cigar leisurely. When did Fabian die?How did he die?
This afternoon, I asked him to go to the East District to do something, but he had a conflict with the people of the Zmange Party and was stabbed in the neck... Oders described tremblingly.
Kaping grilled the cigar and said in a turmoil:
Fabian is such a fool.
However, would the people of the Zmange Party not know that he is my idiot?
Sir, you know, there are often plateau people coming to the East District to join the Zmange Party. They are both savage and reckless and don't care about who is who.Odes quickly explained a few words.
Kaping snorted:
They forgot that this is not a plateau?Or, forgot me, Kaping?
Odes, I want the body of the Zmanger Party leader in that neighborhood. Can you do it?If I can't do it, I will sink your wife, children, along with you, into the Tassok River.
Sir, no problem!Oders immediately raised his volume.
Immediately, he asked in a low voice:
Who can I mobilize?
Kaping was about to answer when the door was suddenly pushed open, and the middle-aged gentleman wearing a white hair condom walked in.
He glanced at Odes coldly and his eyes turned to Kaping:
I heard that your subordinates had a conflict with the gang in the East Side and died?
Yes, Mr. Herath.Kaping stood up with a cigar.
Heras stared at Kaping's eyes and said:
Do you want to take revenge on them?
A drop of sweat suddenly emerged from Kaping's forehead:
No, no, Mr. Heras, you misunderstood.
Heras nodded slightly and said: You must remember that we should try not to cause trouble if necessary during critical periods.
He paused for a second, observed Kaping's reaction:
You are not the only one of Beckland's traffickers. We can support you and support others. You must remember this.
When you were chosen, it was because you were cruel enough, shameless enough, but extremely cautious, not that you were already the biggest human trafficker.
Odes listened to the conversation between the two, wishing he was just a cloud of air, and he could not see Boss Kaping's humble appearance.
Kaping was not angry at all on the surface, and said with a smile:
Mr. Heras, my main concern is that Fabian's death is not simple, which may disrupt your plans.
No, there is no problem with his death.Heras said in a confident tone, I received no feedback.
In this way, Ah... Kaping pretended to be relieved, then I'll feel relieved.
He glanced at Odes, signaled the other party to go out, and then lowered his voice:
Mr. Heras, this time there are types you like in the goods.
Seeing that Heras' expression was loose but he did not make any statement, Kapin added:
The ones sent there have been all.
Heras nodded slowly:
Let her come to my room at night.
Yes, Mr. Heras!Kaping said with a smile on his face.
After watching Heras leave, his face suddenly became gloomy. He took a breath and said in a low voice:
I hope you can keep your promise this time... I don't want to participate in something similar anymore!
He clearly remembered that year's Harvest Festival, and someone came to him, hoping to buy a group of innocent girls.
From that day on, his life trajectory changed drastically, and he even took up one-fifth of the share of the slave trade that had been transferred to the underground due to law prohibition.
He quickly became a more famous rich man in Beckland, met many big names, and pulled them into the abyss of depravity.
At this point, he was eager to cover up his past sins and wanted Kaping to be baptized again and become a true upper class person, but he was unable to do so for the time being.
Looking at the cigar in his hand, Kaping picked up the photo frame on the table, which contained a photo of him and a beautiful woman and two children.
His thumb rubbed the surface of the photo frame, Kaping squinted his eyes and murmured to himself:
After this time, you should be able to come back...
At dinner, Kaping walked out of the study and a warm smile appeared on his face again.
Ms. Katie, tonight, you have your favorite caviar and the grilled chicken specially prepared for you.He said to the lady in a thin shirt.
Katie touched the old scars on her face, and without saying a word, she just nodded slightly.
Kaping knew that she had a silent and fierce personality, and was not long-winded, so she watched her sit in the position she belonged to.
Immediately afterwards, Heras, wearing a white hair cover, entered the restaurant and nodded slightly to every diner.
Parker, who looked old, drank a sip of wine before the meal and smiled and signaled Kaping to sit down quickly.
Spread the white napkins, and the food was served one by one. Kaping picked up the wine glass and chuckled:
The storm is on, let's cheer for a bright future.
Cheers to a bright future.Parker responded.
Heras didn't say anything, but just pinched the wine glass's high feet and raised it for a moment, while Katie completely ignored the few people.
At this time, the classical wall clock hanging in the hall had just walked to 7:23.
……
Beckland Bridge area, inside a cheap hotel.
Klein, who was disguised, took out the gold-shell pocket watch, looked at the specific time, then took out the Holy Eve powder, and blocked the room with the spiritual wall.
After doing all this, he quickly set up the altar and held a ceremony:
I!
I call in my name:
The fool who does not belong to this era, the mysterious master above the gray fog, and the king of yellow and black who controls good luck.
……
When the ceremony was completed, Klein immediately took four steps backwards and entered the gray fog, ready to respond to himself.
In that towering and solemn palace, he saw the summoning gate condensed by ripples of light, which was a illusory gate full of mysterious symbols.
Klein was not in a hurry to be summoned, but instead included magical items such as the Sun Brooch into his own spirit body according to the pre-planned plan.
Finally, he picked up the Black Emperor card and let the spirit body wrap it.
Suddenly, Klein felt that his spirit was as solid as flesh and blood, as if he could pick up a pistol and move the table and chairs!
A dark and illusory mist filled his surroundings, and the mist hit the surface, forming a pair of armor full of majesty.
There was a pitch-black crown on his head, and a long cloak of the same color behind him.
At this moment, Klein is like an emperor about to embark on his journey.
Black Emperor.
He finally looked at the items such as purified bullets and revolvers that he had not brought, and took a step and entered the crack of the illusory door.
After leaping out of the candlelight, he immediately flew quickly to the Kaping Villa on Iris Street, Joewood District, under the shadow of night.
Not long after, he floated in front of the artificial fountain, and moved closer to the door of the villa at a speed or slow speed. The guards who were patrolling back and forth passed by him, but there was no response. Since the real night had not yet entered, no extraordinary people were on guard outside.
In addition, Klein is not afraid that the powerful and extraordinary people inside will notice it in advance and have a premonition.
Because the black emperor's card is against prophecy and divination!
His lips twitched and he whispered the time of Kaping for dinner today, over and over again.
The words swept across the silent and empty grey mist, and Klein's eyes quickly turned deeper and his eyes slowly lowered.
In the fragmented dream, he saw the spacious and elegant restaurant, the ceramic tableware inlaid with gold, and the foods such as caviar, roasted chicken, stewed lamb, fried beef eye meat, fried keel fish, cream soup and other foods.
These foods were placed in front of several diners in order in order, including Kaping, who was slightly fat, the middle-aged gentleman Herath wearing a white hood, Katie wearing only a thin shirt, and Parker with an old face without any intimidation.
Looking out from the rear of the dining table, you can find a gorgeously decorated glass window. The clouds outside the window are sparse and the red moon is vaguely visible in the air.
Klein opened his eyes, marked the position of the moon in his dream, and then quickly calculated the corresponding approximate time based on common sense of astrology.
From 7:30 to 45... Considering that in several pictures, Kaping and others have been dining for more than halfway through, they can adjust it for another 15 minutes. In this way, 7:30 is a better choice... Klein talked silently, interpreting the inspiration given by Dream Divination.
Dinner at 7:30 is not very rare. This is even the mainstream in the Ruen Kingdom and even the North Mainland. Because many middle-class people live in the suburbs based on environmental issues or considering the cheap rent, they have to take a short steam train to and from the city to work every day. When they return home, it is often after 7:00 pm, so 7:30 to 8:00 is the normal dinner time.
Klein had this experience when he was in Tingen, but that was because there were no servants and no full-time housewife. When the siblings returned home, they had to work more and more to enjoy hot food, not because they were far away from work.
This is why civilians and poor often have dinner from 7:30 to 8:00.
Because lunch and dinner are too far apart, afternoon tea, which was originally an upper class, has gradually become popular among the middle class and the civilians.
After the interpretation, Klein recalled the revelation he had just obtained and keenly noticed a problem:
Where are Kaping's wife and children?
They did not appear in the restaurant... Could it be that Kaping is the extreme Lord of the Storm, and both women and children have to go to the living room to have a meal?
Or, is there another reason?
Or, Kaping is not married and has no children?
He is all middle-aged... Klein tried to divinate for a while, but failed to obtain effective revelation, so he had to give up.
7:30.He repeated this time point and then returned to the real world.
……
In the evening, Kaping, who was wearing a formal bow tie at home, narrowed his eyes and looked at his subordinates in front of him. He spoke slowly but chilled:
Fabian died?
Yes, boss.Even though he was Kaping's accomplice for many years, that subordinate was a little afraid and panic.
Oders, sir, sir, in a few years, he will be called jazz.Kapin pulled down his bow tie and treated the thick cigar leisurely. When did Fabian die?How did he die?
This afternoon, I asked him to go to the East District to do something, but he had a conflict with the people of the Zmange Party and was stabbed in the neck... Oders described tremblingly.
Kaping grilled the cigar and said in a turmoil:
Fabian is such a fool.
However, would the people of the Zmange Party not know that he is my idiot?
Sir, you know, there are often plateau people coming to the East District to join the Zmange Party. They are both savage and reckless and don't care about who is who.Odes quickly explained a few words.
Kaping snorted:
They forgot that this is not a plateau?Or, forgot me, Kaping?
Odes, I want the body of the Zmanger Party leader in that neighborhood. Can you do it?If I can't do it, I will sink your wife, children, along with you, into the Tassok River.
Sir, no problem!Oders immediately raised his volume.
Immediately, he asked in a low voice:
Who can I mobilize?
Kaping was about to answer when the door was suddenly pushed open, and the middle-aged gentleman wearing a white hair condom walked in.
He glanced at Odes coldly and his eyes turned to Kaping:
I heard that your subordinates had a conflict with the gang in the East Side and died?
Yes, Mr. Herath.Kaping stood up with a cigar.
Heras stared at Kaping's eyes and said:
Do you want to take revenge on them?
A drop of sweat suddenly emerged from Kaping's forehead:
No, no, Mr. Heras, you misunderstood.
Heras nodded slightly and said: You must remember that we should try not to cause trouble if necessary during critical periods.
He paused for a second, observed Kaping's reaction:
You are not the only one of Beckland's traffickers. We can support you and support others. You must remember this.
When you were chosen, it was because you were cruel enough, shameless enough, but extremely cautious, not that you were already the biggest human trafficker.
Odes listened to the conversation between the two, wishing he was just a cloud of air, and he could not see Boss Kaping's humble appearance.
Kaping was not angry at all on the surface, and said with a smile:
Mr. Heras, my main concern is that Fabian's death is not simple, which may disrupt your plans.
No, there is no problem with his death.Heras said in a confident tone, I received no feedback.
In this way, Ah... Kaping pretended to be relieved, then I'll feel relieved.
He glanced at Odes, signaled the other party to go out, and then lowered his voice:
Mr. Heras, this time there are types you like in the goods.
Seeing that Heras' expression was loose but he did not make any statement, Kapin added:
The ones sent there have been all.
Heras nodded slowly:
Let her come to my room at night.
Yes, Mr. Heras!Kaping said with a smile on his face.
After watching Heras leave, his face suddenly became gloomy. He took a breath and said in a low voice:
I hope you can keep your promise this time... I don't want to participate in something similar anymore!
He clearly remembered that year's Harvest Festival, and someone came to him, hoping to buy a group of innocent girls.
From that day on, his life trajectory changed drastically, and he even took up one-fifth of the share of the slave trade that had been transferred to the underground due to law prohibition.
He quickly became a more famous rich man in Beckland, met many big names, and pulled them into the abyss of depravity.
At this point, he was eager to cover up his past sins and wanted Kaping to be baptized again and become a true upper class person, but he was unable to do so for the time being.
Looking at the cigar in his hand, Kaping picked up the photo frame on the table, which contained a photo of him and a beautiful woman and two children.
His thumb rubbed the surface of the photo frame, Kaping squinted his eyes and murmured to himself:
After this time, you should be able to come back...
At dinner, Kaping walked out of the study and a warm smile appeared on his face again.
Ms. Katie, tonight, you have your favorite caviar and the grilled chicken specially prepared for you.He said to the lady in a thin shirt.
Katie touched the old scars on her face, and without saying a word, she just nodded slightly.
Kaping knew that she had a silent and fierce personality, and was not long-winded, so she watched her sit in the position she belonged to.
Immediately afterwards, Heras, wearing a white hair cover, entered the restaurant and nodded slightly to every diner.
Parker, who looked old, drank a sip of wine before the meal and smiled and signaled Kaping to sit down quickly.
Spread the white napkins, and the food was served one by one. Kaping picked up the wine glass and chuckled:
The storm is on, let's cheer for a bright future.
Cheers to a bright future.Parker responded.
Heras didn't say anything, but just pinched the wine glass's high feet and raised it for a moment, while Katie completely ignored the few people.
At this time, the classical wall clock hanging in the hall had just walked to 7:23.
……
Beckland Bridge area, inside a cheap hotel.
Klein, who was disguised, took out the gold-shell pocket watch, looked at the specific time, then took out the Holy Eve powder, and blocked the room with the spiritual wall.
After doing all this, he quickly set up the altar and held a ceremony:
I!
I call in my name:
The fool who does not belong to this era, the mysterious master above the gray fog, and the king of yellow and black who controls good luck.
……
When the ceremony was completed, Klein immediately took four steps backwards and entered the gray fog, ready to respond to himself.
In that towering and solemn palace, he saw the summoning gate condensed by ripples of light, which was a illusory gate full of mysterious symbols.
Klein was not in a hurry to be summoned, but instead included magical items such as the Sun Brooch into his own spirit body according to the pre-planned plan.
Finally, he picked up the Black Emperor card and let the spirit body wrap it.
Suddenly, Klein felt that his spirit was as solid as flesh and blood, as if he could pick up a pistol and move the table and chairs!
A dark and illusory mist filled his surroundings, and the mist hit the surface, forming a pair of armor full of majesty.
There was a pitch-black crown on his head, and a long cloak of the same color behind him.
At this moment, Klein is like an emperor about to embark on his journey.
Black Emperor.
He finally looked at the items such as purified bullets and revolvers that he had not brought, and took a step and entered the crack of the illusory door.
After leaping out of the candlelight, he immediately flew quickly to the Kaping Villa on Iris Street, Joewood District, under the shadow of night.
Not long after, he floated in front of the artificial fountain, and moved closer to the door of the villa at a speed or slow speed. The guards who were patrolling back and forth passed by him, but there was no response. Since the real night had not yet entered, no extraordinary people were on guard outside.
In addition, Klein is not afraid that the powerful and extraordinary people inside will notice it in advance and have a premonition.
Because the black emperor's card is against prophecy and divination!
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