Dear Mr. Azke:
Since September, the temperature in Beckland has been getting lower and lower, and recently, we can see elderly people wearing gloves going out.
Like last year, fog began to cover the city, with a day or two a week, or even more. Obviously, the control of air pollution is definitely not a complete success in one or two years, and this cycle takes at least five years.It is gratifying that the pungent smell in the air has been much less, and my blood friend is very satisfied with this weather.
Another gratifying change is that more and more students, postmen, and skilled workers are buying bicycles, and the number of carriages on the street has been reduced a lot, which means that horse manure and its permeable smell have withdrawn from the ranks of Beckland air quality dominant. Of course, they still occupy a very important position. You know, those gentlemen and ladies who think they have identities will not reduce their style at will, but, as far as I observe, the little guys in their family are gradually becoming interested in bicycles.
I have lived a normal life for a while, going to St. Samuel Church and the ‘Ruen Charity Scholarship’ several times a week, participating in their activities, continually donating cash, occasionally watching horse racing, watching dramas, enjoying symphony, playing cards at clubs, playing golf, holding weekends or attending banquets, dances and salons.
I forgot to tell you that I have bought a manor. It originally belonged to the Duke of Negan family, called "Rose Ge". It has its own high-quality vineyards and winery, as well as a large area of woods and fields for planting and hunting. Its main house is a square with a long side, with four floors, and a large number of rooms. I wandered around it for a while, and before leaving the foyer, I walked more than 10,000 steps. At the same time, it also has a large number of sculptures, oil paintings, decorations and exquisite tableware, which are as grand as a palace.
Maybe my description is a bit exaggerated. After all, I have never seen a real palace. This is also the first manor I own. I still remember when Tingen, my brother and sister lived in a rental house with only two rooms, and I fell asleep every day by smelling the smell of coal.
This was introduced by Major General Chunas Korge. It cost me a total of 20,000 pounds. You don’t have to worry about my financial situation. I made a lot of money in the Southern Continent and sold some magical items. I currently have more than 17,000 pounds of cash, 15,000 pounds of gold bars, as well as many gold coins, suls, and pennies.
I am quite satisfied with Meige Manor and sent my former personal servant Richardson to be a deacon. It is autumn now and I will invite guests there to spend a pleasant weekend together. I hope Richardson can be ready.
Beckland's mysterious world has not changed for the time being, I hope it will continue like this.
The 'magic mirror' I mentioned before has recovered, but it seems to leave behind post-traumatic stress disorder for Amon. As long as the corresponding thing is mentioned in the question, it will automatically change the font color, give the wrong answer, and ask me to praise it again and again.
It also had a different view on leaving the Steam Church, and seemed to decide to stay for a while, thinking that it would be safer. It even wanted to show its harm and become a '1' level seal. I have to say that its ideas always surprise me.
Thanks to some of its answers, I found a way to create pure darkness, which is to use the dreamy night domain talisman to create it. This is the response of the "Night Goddess" and can be classified as pure. In addition, after experiments over and over again, I finally mastered the meditation and engraving of the divine symbol today and made the object I wanted.
Having written this, Klein, who sat on the sofa and his thighs as the desk, couldn't help but stop the pen and raised his hand to rub the forehead.
Repeated failures mean the loss of one spirit insect after another, and every separation of the spirit insect is a tear-out damage for him, which takes a long time to recover.
Therefore, in order to leave a margin for prevention of accidents, Klein would not let himself reach his limit every time. After separating three to four spirit insects, he chose to take a few days off and start trying to inscribe. This way, he tried stop and stop. Until now, he completely mastered the method and made the finished product.
He glanced at the rectangular diamond next to him, and saw the complex symbols extending into the void from the constantly refracting light, and his head was a little dizzy, as if he was witnessing a piece of history.
Just call it back yesterday and the talisman is ready... Klein withdraws his gaze and continues to write:
Another storm has landed in the coastal area, and the upper and lower houses of the Kingdom have entered a period of traditional important bill discussion. The New Year's pace is getting closer and louder, which makes people feel inexplicably worried.
I hope you can recover as soon as possible and wake up early.
Your eternal student, Klein Moretti
Putting away the pen and folding the letter paper, Klein blew the copper whistle of Azke and summoned the bone messenger nearly four meters high.
Unlike before, the messenger only showed one head and one arm, and the rest were below the floor, all on the second floor.
This makes it look much shorter than Klein.
After all, I am now barely considered a favored person of Death... Klein handed the letter to the messenger, watching it collapse into a bone waterfall and drilled into the ground.
After doing these things, he picked up the yesterday's reappearance talisman on the armrest of the sofa.
This is his first successful product. He plans to use it first. Anyway, with experience, it will be easier to do it later.
As for whether it is dangerous to borrow power from his own history, Klein has already divined on the gray fog in advance what he thought was that if a real fool or the owner of the Light Gate was involved, at least there was gray fog and mysterious space that could block it.
The result of divination is that it is very safe.
After staring at the diamond-like spell for a few seconds, Klein no longer hesitated, opened his mouth and spit out a word in ancient Hemis:
history!
The reason he tried in the real world rather than above the fog was his fear that the mysterious space would block the trace of the past.
As the hard and harsh sound echoed, Klein injected his spirituality into the talisman that reappeared yesterday.
The light scattered like hair illuminates, illuminating the surroundings clear and pure.
A picture flashed in front of Klein's eyes.
It was next to Ince Zangwell's body, dancing melodiously with Dale Simone;
That was Dawn Dontes, who had a grey sideburn temperament;
It was German Sparo who had been pressed on the top hat and under the favor of the wind, falling to the Black Tulip;
It was Sherlock Moriarty who struggled to struggle when the meteorite fell;
It was at Black Thorn Security that listened to the baby crying and summoned the sunshine Crane Moretti;
That was a college graduate who raised the revolver and aimed at his temple, looking at his pale face.
Going further forward, all the pictures disappeared, leaving only a gray mist.
And until the power of the spell was exhausted, Klein did not find the end of the mist.
Sure enough, my time travel was related to the gray fog, that mysterious space, and that strange light door... This basically confirmed that I had slept in a cocoon in the past, hanging on the light door, and it lasted for a long time... Compared to the state when I first saw the light door, Klein, who had completed the confirmation, seemed to have expected it.
Huh, next, I can make two talismans. Yesterday I reappeared yesterday. This talisman is useless to me... I won't visit his house this week, and I will feed ice cream once a week, which is always suspicious. Their maid looks a little strange when she looks at me... Also, since she has mastered the meditation drawing and engraving method of divine symbols, using the worm of time to do extraordinary bullets can also be put on the agenda. Well, Leonard said that he will go to Tingen in the next few days to try to steal the power of the mutated sun holy emblem... Klein raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, stood up and left the sofa.
In a previous Tarot party, Leonard had handed over four divine symbols and magical signs given by Pales Soloased. They all come from the thief field. It is said that one can mislead the enemy and make him mistake in judgment, one can steal three extraordinary abilities that the target has used before, starting from the recent one, one can accurately affect the enemy, which can make him pass away a large amount of life and enter a state of aging, and one can create a time worm with a short survival cycle, quietly parasitize in the target body and be manipulated by the talisman.
Klein's remaining seven worms of time have already made three trolls of the trolls, given one troll to Miss Justice, and left two of them himself. In other words, he still has four worms of time, and you can try all four effects. Of course, his intuition tells him that it may not be possible to make them all successfully.
As for Leonard's two Timeworms, one became a talisman of the Trafficking Man, Leonard prayed to Mr. Fool according to the teachings of World German Sparrow, and received a response, and one relied on the help of Pales Soloyasde to create a parasitic talisman.
After some busyness, in the evening, Klein succeeded five times and failed once, and obtained two reappeared yesterday's talismans, a parasitic bullet, a deception bullet, and a deprived bullet.
The only thing he failed was the Aging Bullet, which seemed to be because the mysterious space power above the gray fog that he could currently mobilize, and the level was still insufficient.
Looking at the three strange bullets with similar appearances, transparent and translucent interlaced, Klein breathed a sigh of relief, took out the Death Knell revolver, stuffed them one by one into them, and there were three spirit-controlling bullets he had made before.
After packing up the altar, he walked out of the door, went down to the second floor, entered the restaurant, and told Walter, the butler standing next to him:
You can invite guests who go hunting abroad on weekends according to the planned list.
Yes, sir.Walter was prepared for this, and was still so serious and serious.
……
36 Zotland Street, Tingen.
Leonard walked out of the carriage, looked at the rebuilt building with a complicated expression, and forgot to go in for a moment.
Since September, the temperature in Beckland has been getting lower and lower, and recently, we can see elderly people wearing gloves going out.
Like last year, fog began to cover the city, with a day or two a week, or even more. Obviously, the control of air pollution is definitely not a complete success in one or two years, and this cycle takes at least five years.It is gratifying that the pungent smell in the air has been much less, and my blood friend is very satisfied with this weather.
Another gratifying change is that more and more students, postmen, and skilled workers are buying bicycles, and the number of carriages on the street has been reduced a lot, which means that horse manure and its permeable smell have withdrawn from the ranks of Beckland air quality dominant. Of course, they still occupy a very important position. You know, those gentlemen and ladies who think they have identities will not reduce their style at will, but, as far as I observe, the little guys in their family are gradually becoming interested in bicycles.
I have lived a normal life for a while, going to St. Samuel Church and the ‘Ruen Charity Scholarship’ several times a week, participating in their activities, continually donating cash, occasionally watching horse racing, watching dramas, enjoying symphony, playing cards at clubs, playing golf, holding weekends or attending banquets, dances and salons.
I forgot to tell you that I have bought a manor. It originally belonged to the Duke of Negan family, called "Rose Ge". It has its own high-quality vineyards and winery, as well as a large area of woods and fields for planting and hunting. Its main house is a square with a long side, with four floors, and a large number of rooms. I wandered around it for a while, and before leaving the foyer, I walked more than 10,000 steps. At the same time, it also has a large number of sculptures, oil paintings, decorations and exquisite tableware, which are as grand as a palace.
Maybe my description is a bit exaggerated. After all, I have never seen a real palace. This is also the first manor I own. I still remember when Tingen, my brother and sister lived in a rental house with only two rooms, and I fell asleep every day by smelling the smell of coal.
This was introduced by Major General Chunas Korge. It cost me a total of 20,000 pounds. You don’t have to worry about my financial situation. I made a lot of money in the Southern Continent and sold some magical items. I currently have more than 17,000 pounds of cash, 15,000 pounds of gold bars, as well as many gold coins, suls, and pennies.
I am quite satisfied with Meige Manor and sent my former personal servant Richardson to be a deacon. It is autumn now and I will invite guests there to spend a pleasant weekend together. I hope Richardson can be ready.
Beckland's mysterious world has not changed for the time being, I hope it will continue like this.
The 'magic mirror' I mentioned before has recovered, but it seems to leave behind post-traumatic stress disorder for Amon. As long as the corresponding thing is mentioned in the question, it will automatically change the font color, give the wrong answer, and ask me to praise it again and again.
It also had a different view on leaving the Steam Church, and seemed to decide to stay for a while, thinking that it would be safer. It even wanted to show its harm and become a '1' level seal. I have to say that its ideas always surprise me.
Thanks to some of its answers, I found a way to create pure darkness, which is to use the dreamy night domain talisman to create it. This is the response of the "Night Goddess" and can be classified as pure. In addition, after experiments over and over again, I finally mastered the meditation and engraving of the divine symbol today and made the object I wanted.
Having written this, Klein, who sat on the sofa and his thighs as the desk, couldn't help but stop the pen and raised his hand to rub the forehead.
Repeated failures mean the loss of one spirit insect after another, and every separation of the spirit insect is a tear-out damage for him, which takes a long time to recover.
Therefore, in order to leave a margin for prevention of accidents, Klein would not let himself reach his limit every time. After separating three to four spirit insects, he chose to take a few days off and start trying to inscribe. This way, he tried stop and stop. Until now, he completely mastered the method and made the finished product.
He glanced at the rectangular diamond next to him, and saw the complex symbols extending into the void from the constantly refracting light, and his head was a little dizzy, as if he was witnessing a piece of history.
Just call it back yesterday and the talisman is ready... Klein withdraws his gaze and continues to write:
Another storm has landed in the coastal area, and the upper and lower houses of the Kingdom have entered a period of traditional important bill discussion. The New Year's pace is getting closer and louder, which makes people feel inexplicably worried.
I hope you can recover as soon as possible and wake up early.
Your eternal student, Klein Moretti
Putting away the pen and folding the letter paper, Klein blew the copper whistle of Azke and summoned the bone messenger nearly four meters high.
Unlike before, the messenger only showed one head and one arm, and the rest were below the floor, all on the second floor.
This makes it look much shorter than Klein.
After all, I am now barely considered a favored person of Death... Klein handed the letter to the messenger, watching it collapse into a bone waterfall and drilled into the ground.
After doing these things, he picked up the yesterday's reappearance talisman on the armrest of the sofa.
This is his first successful product. He plans to use it first. Anyway, with experience, it will be easier to do it later.
As for whether it is dangerous to borrow power from his own history, Klein has already divined on the gray fog in advance what he thought was that if a real fool or the owner of the Light Gate was involved, at least there was gray fog and mysterious space that could block it.
The result of divination is that it is very safe.
After staring at the diamond-like spell for a few seconds, Klein no longer hesitated, opened his mouth and spit out a word in ancient Hemis:
history!
The reason he tried in the real world rather than above the fog was his fear that the mysterious space would block the trace of the past.
As the hard and harsh sound echoed, Klein injected his spirituality into the talisman that reappeared yesterday.
The light scattered like hair illuminates, illuminating the surroundings clear and pure.
A picture flashed in front of Klein's eyes.
It was next to Ince Zangwell's body, dancing melodiously with Dale Simone;
That was Dawn Dontes, who had a grey sideburn temperament;
It was German Sparo who had been pressed on the top hat and under the favor of the wind, falling to the Black Tulip;
It was Sherlock Moriarty who struggled to struggle when the meteorite fell;
It was at Black Thorn Security that listened to the baby crying and summoned the sunshine Crane Moretti;
That was a college graduate who raised the revolver and aimed at his temple, looking at his pale face.
Going further forward, all the pictures disappeared, leaving only a gray mist.
And until the power of the spell was exhausted, Klein did not find the end of the mist.
Sure enough, my time travel was related to the gray fog, that mysterious space, and that strange light door... This basically confirmed that I had slept in a cocoon in the past, hanging on the light door, and it lasted for a long time... Compared to the state when I first saw the light door, Klein, who had completed the confirmation, seemed to have expected it.
Huh, next, I can make two talismans. Yesterday I reappeared yesterday. This talisman is useless to me... I won't visit his house this week, and I will feed ice cream once a week, which is always suspicious. Their maid looks a little strange when she looks at me... Also, since she has mastered the meditation drawing and engraving method of divine symbols, using the worm of time to do extraordinary bullets can also be put on the agenda. Well, Leonard said that he will go to Tingen in the next few days to try to steal the power of the mutated sun holy emblem... Klein raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, stood up and left the sofa.
In a previous Tarot party, Leonard had handed over four divine symbols and magical signs given by Pales Soloased. They all come from the thief field. It is said that one can mislead the enemy and make him mistake in judgment, one can steal three extraordinary abilities that the target has used before, starting from the recent one, one can accurately affect the enemy, which can make him pass away a large amount of life and enter a state of aging, and one can create a time worm with a short survival cycle, quietly parasitize in the target body and be manipulated by the talisman.
Klein's remaining seven worms of time have already made three trolls of the trolls, given one troll to Miss Justice, and left two of them himself. In other words, he still has four worms of time, and you can try all four effects. Of course, his intuition tells him that it may not be possible to make them all successfully.
As for Leonard's two Timeworms, one became a talisman of the Trafficking Man, Leonard prayed to Mr. Fool according to the teachings of World German Sparrow, and received a response, and one relied on the help of Pales Soloyasde to create a parasitic talisman.
After some busyness, in the evening, Klein succeeded five times and failed once, and obtained two reappeared yesterday's talismans, a parasitic bullet, a deception bullet, and a deprived bullet.
The only thing he failed was the Aging Bullet, which seemed to be because the mysterious space power above the gray fog that he could currently mobilize, and the level was still insufficient.
Looking at the three strange bullets with similar appearances, transparent and translucent interlaced, Klein breathed a sigh of relief, took out the Death Knell revolver, stuffed them one by one into them, and there were three spirit-controlling bullets he had made before.
After packing up the altar, he walked out of the door, went down to the second floor, entered the restaurant, and told Walter, the butler standing next to him:
You can invite guests who go hunting abroad on weekends according to the planned list.
Yes, sir.Walter was prepared for this, and was still so serious and serious.
……
36 Zotland Street, Tingen.
Leonard walked out of the carriage, looked at the rebuilt building with a complicated expression, and forgot to go in for a moment.
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