What happened?Klein's spirit became tense in an instant.
He has experienced too many accidents and is also aware that extraordinary events are prone to happening around him. When encountering similar situations, he will inevitably be subconsciously and highly vigilant, and feels like he has suffered from traumatic sequelae.
Watching Herool Macht's back disappear at the stairs seriously, Klein noticed that the other party was just hurrying and not panic.
This seems to mean that the situation is in her control... Moreover, Macht is a member of the lower house, the upper class in the kingdom second only to the noble class, and there are high probability that there will be extraordinary people around. Well, the eldest son of Count Hall is also here, and his bodyguards must be extraordinary... In addition, St. Samuel's Church is only about ten minutes away from Berklund Street. What's the problem? The night watchmen and the priests and bishops can come at any time... Unless they are determined to die, no one will cause an accident at this dance... Klein gradually calmed down and had another guess about Herool's condition:
She rushed to the third floor to solve the negative impact of magical items!
The question Klein asked Aroldes was where to get magical items that could steal other people's extraordinary abilities, and one of the answers given by Magic Mirror was Heroel Macht!
Recalling the scenes when she danced before, Heyroul's image was quickly rebuilt in Klein's mind, focusing on different accessories on her body.
Which one would be hair accessories, earrings, necklaces, brooches, tulle gloves?Klein withdrew his gaze and felt thirsty, so he picked up a glass of water and drank it clean.
As soon as he put down the cup, he saw the etiquette teacher Vahana Heisen holding the plate and approaching.
The woman wore a long red dress, but she didn't look tacky at all, and said to Dawn Dontes with a smile:
I find you don't like drinking too much.
I have delayed important things because of drinking.Klein casually filled Dawn Dontes's experience and depth image.
Of course, he knew how to restrain himself and had no ability to turn a finger away from the faceless man, which proved how determined he had made at the beginning.
When Wahana heard this, she smiled thoughtfully:
Your past is full of mysteries, which has a fatal attraction for many teenage girls.
She did not continue the topic and instead said:
Forgot to tell you that my husband's trouble was solved.
Klein picked up a glass of champagne, raised it forward, and said with a smile:
This is such a delightful thing, congratulations.
He didn't mention that he had secretly helped.
Wahana glanced at him deeply, and raised the red wine in her hand and said:
cheers.
After a light touch, Klein politely said sorry, put down his glass, turned around and walked towards the bathroom.
This is not because he wants to go above the gray fog, it is simply because of the negative effect of the Death Knell revolver. He drinks too much water and plans to go and make it convenient.
As he walked out of the bathroom, Klein looked up at the entrance of the stairs leading to the third floor on the second floor and found that Helloul Macht was moving down step by step, his steps were no longer fast, and his expression was calm and unpredictable.
Sure enough, there was no big problem... it should be the negative impact of the magical objects on her... I don't know what the effect was... Klein breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the dance floor casually, and walked towards a lady during the interval of the music change, inviting the other party to dance.
And with Dawn Dontes' appearance and temperament, there is no doubt that he was not rejected.
Just danced and chatted like this, and the dance party came to an end, and guests said goodbye one after another.
The same is true for Klein, who has completed the business card exchange mission, but he is not the first, nor the last to leave.
The hall soon became deserted, and Mrs. Leana waved her daughter Heroul Macht over while supervising the servants to clean up.
Mr. Dawn Dances performed much better than I thought. Just now, many ladies have asked me about his situation in private.Mrs. Leana said subtly, Heroul, you just danced and chatted with Mr. Dontez. What do you think of him as a person?You are more mature than girls of your age, and I believe in your vision and judgment.
She knew her daughter very well, so she deliberately added the next half sentence, otherwise Heroul might not be interested in answering in detail.
When facing his mother, Heroul was not so arrogant. He thought for a while and said:
He is not very familiar with this circle and is prone to offend topics, but he is very insightful.
Very insightful... Mrs. Leana repeated her daughter's words in surprise.
Based on her understanding of Heroul, this is a very high evaluation.
She couldn't help but worry, fearing that her daughter would fall in love with Dawn Dances.
Heroul doesn't look down on the gentlemen around him very much because they are too young, too shallow, and not capable enough?
Dawn Dontes happens to be the type that precocious girls like...Liana suddenly regrets inviting that gentleman to the dance.
She knew that with Herool's personality, if he fell into a relationship but was opposed, he would be able to elope.
Heroul seemed to notice his mother's thoughts and said without any emotional fluctuations:
I just like men who are strong enough.
Huh...Liana secretly breathed a sigh of relief and no longer worried about the problem just now, because Heroul was a girl who disdained to lie.
……
Late at night, Heroul got up from the bed and used his night vision ability to change into clothes that were easy to move.
She climbed down from the balcony of her bedroom, carefully avoided the bodyguards at home, and dived out of the garden to the entrance of not all sewer channels in the middle of Berklund Street, which allowed humans to pass freely and had vertical metal ladders.
Hairoul skillfully moved the manhole cover, climbed down, and then closed the manhole cover from inside.
It took nearly three quarters of an hour before she moved the manhole cover and returned to the shadow of the street.
At this moment, Heroul saw a black shadow gently rolling into the garden not far away.
No. 160... She recited the corresponding door number.
This is exactly the home of Dawn Dances.
On the third floor of the building, Klein woke up from his dream again due to spiritual intuition, hoping to catch the intruder who interrupted his sleep and feed the wriggling hunger.
This time, he directly opened the iron cigarette box and released the secret doll of the resentful soul.
Seniore's figure in a dark infrared jacket first walked into the full-body mirror, and then jumped to the convex belly window glass of the close-fitting male servant's room.
He stared at Richardson, and saw the servant turn over and sit up, looking at the door with fear and nervousness.
The door opened silently, and a figure flashed in.
Under the crimson moonlight, the infiltrator showed a brown-yellow complexion, soft contours, and short black curly hair, which was obviously a native of the Southern Continent.
With a little cold air, he stood at the door, looked at Richardson looking at him, and said in a deep voice:
Have you considered it?
Don’t think that you can get the peaceful life you want by leaving us. The blood of the people of Death flows in your body, and you are destined to give everything to restore God’s glory.
Think of your dead mother, think of the bullying you have been subjected to, do you hope that your child will continue to grow up in the discriminatory view of others in the future and will always be someone else’s servant?
...But, what can I do... Richardson buried his head and said with difficulty.
Wait for the task given to you.The intruder's voice softened a little.
Richardson didn't answer whether it was good or bad, and he seemed to be struggling in his heart.
The intruder didn't care about his hesitation. When he had agreed, he turned around, exited the room, and left the same way.
The people of the God of Death...the Spiritual Cult, or other people from the Bailang Restoration Organization?Klein, who had witnessed everything just now, leaned on the bed and said silently, "What task will they ask Richardson to do?"Steal my money and provide funds to the organization?Or create a horror event in a banquet in a high-spread circle?
At this time, the intruder had climbed down from the balcony, walked through the garden, turned out the exterior wall with an iron fence, and returned to the street.
Suddenly, he saw a Taoist figure pounce on the left, quickly dodged, clenched his fists, and bombarded him with force.
Bang!
The fist hit the black shadow, but it penetrated directly, just like the shadow created by the light of the gas street.
At the same time, he was hit hard in the back of the head and fainted on the ground.
Heroul's figure immediately appeared behind the infiltrator's side, with a slightly excited expression, as if he had completed a successful fraud.
She quickly calmed her emotions, maintained her arrogant posture, and turned her head to look at the black iron fenced gate at 160 Berklund Street.
The girl bent down and grabbed the infiltrator's arm, dragging him step by step to the door of Dawn Dontes.
Immediately afterwards, Heroul let go of his left hand, deal with the fall marks, raised his chin slightly and stepped forward two steps, and rang the doorbell.
Then, her back left quickly and returned home in the shadow of the street.
On a gas street lamp outside No. 160, the glass surface wrapped in a black metal fence, and the figure wearing a dark infrared jacket and an old triangle hat are quietly reflected, watching the whole process.
……
What should I do?… Klein in the room thought in embarrassment.
He knew that Heroul was kind enough to help the neighbor solve the intruder and did not leave his name, but in this way, after the butler called the police, the matter would be investigated in depth and would definitely be transferred to the night watchmen. At that time, who would faint intruder would be an important question.
If Klein is really just an ordinary person, it's nothing. The night watchers investigate, but he is not only a strong man in Sequence 5, but he is also planning to steal items behind Chanis Gate. He does not want to be accidentally interrupted and has to change his identity again.
To be honest, his earliest idea of dealing with it was to find excuses to fire Richardson.
However, the conversation he heard just now made him a little shaken.
If Richardson is fired at this time, he is eager to live a peaceful life, and he is pushed into the abyss by me and can only be mixed with those people... Unfortunately, Dawn Dontes has a task, otherwise it would not be a big problem to help him casually... Klein sighed and thought.
Ten seconds later, the unconscious infiltrator at the door suddenly stood up, moved his neck, and hid in the nearby shadow. At this time, the butler Walter, who heard the doorbell, had just put on his clothes and walked out of the main entrance of the building.
He has experienced too many accidents and is also aware that extraordinary events are prone to happening around him. When encountering similar situations, he will inevitably be subconsciously and highly vigilant, and feels like he has suffered from traumatic sequelae.
Watching Herool Macht's back disappear at the stairs seriously, Klein noticed that the other party was just hurrying and not panic.
This seems to mean that the situation is in her control... Moreover, Macht is a member of the lower house, the upper class in the kingdom second only to the noble class, and there are high probability that there will be extraordinary people around. Well, the eldest son of Count Hall is also here, and his bodyguards must be extraordinary... In addition, St. Samuel's Church is only about ten minutes away from Berklund Street. What's the problem? The night watchmen and the priests and bishops can come at any time... Unless they are determined to die, no one will cause an accident at this dance... Klein gradually calmed down and had another guess about Herool's condition:
She rushed to the third floor to solve the negative impact of magical items!
The question Klein asked Aroldes was where to get magical items that could steal other people's extraordinary abilities, and one of the answers given by Magic Mirror was Heroel Macht!
Recalling the scenes when she danced before, Heyroul's image was quickly rebuilt in Klein's mind, focusing on different accessories on her body.
Which one would be hair accessories, earrings, necklaces, brooches, tulle gloves?Klein withdrew his gaze and felt thirsty, so he picked up a glass of water and drank it clean.
As soon as he put down the cup, he saw the etiquette teacher Vahana Heisen holding the plate and approaching.
The woman wore a long red dress, but she didn't look tacky at all, and said to Dawn Dontes with a smile:
I find you don't like drinking too much.
I have delayed important things because of drinking.Klein casually filled Dawn Dontes's experience and depth image.
Of course, he knew how to restrain himself and had no ability to turn a finger away from the faceless man, which proved how determined he had made at the beginning.
When Wahana heard this, she smiled thoughtfully:
Your past is full of mysteries, which has a fatal attraction for many teenage girls.
She did not continue the topic and instead said:
Forgot to tell you that my husband's trouble was solved.
Klein picked up a glass of champagne, raised it forward, and said with a smile:
This is such a delightful thing, congratulations.
He didn't mention that he had secretly helped.
Wahana glanced at him deeply, and raised the red wine in her hand and said:
cheers.
After a light touch, Klein politely said sorry, put down his glass, turned around and walked towards the bathroom.
This is not because he wants to go above the gray fog, it is simply because of the negative effect of the Death Knell revolver. He drinks too much water and plans to go and make it convenient.
As he walked out of the bathroom, Klein looked up at the entrance of the stairs leading to the third floor on the second floor and found that Helloul Macht was moving down step by step, his steps were no longer fast, and his expression was calm and unpredictable.
Sure enough, there was no big problem... it should be the negative impact of the magical objects on her... I don't know what the effect was... Klein breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the dance floor casually, and walked towards a lady during the interval of the music change, inviting the other party to dance.
And with Dawn Dontes' appearance and temperament, there is no doubt that he was not rejected.
Just danced and chatted like this, and the dance party came to an end, and guests said goodbye one after another.
The same is true for Klein, who has completed the business card exchange mission, but he is not the first, nor the last to leave.
The hall soon became deserted, and Mrs. Leana waved her daughter Heroul Macht over while supervising the servants to clean up.
Mr. Dawn Dances performed much better than I thought. Just now, many ladies have asked me about his situation in private.Mrs. Leana said subtly, Heroul, you just danced and chatted with Mr. Dontez. What do you think of him as a person?You are more mature than girls of your age, and I believe in your vision and judgment.
She knew her daughter very well, so she deliberately added the next half sentence, otherwise Heroul might not be interested in answering in detail.
When facing his mother, Heroul was not so arrogant. He thought for a while and said:
He is not very familiar with this circle and is prone to offend topics, but he is very insightful.
Very insightful... Mrs. Leana repeated her daughter's words in surprise.
Based on her understanding of Heroul, this is a very high evaluation.
She couldn't help but worry, fearing that her daughter would fall in love with Dawn Dances.
Heroul doesn't look down on the gentlemen around him very much because they are too young, too shallow, and not capable enough?
Dawn Dontes happens to be the type that precocious girls like...Liana suddenly regrets inviting that gentleman to the dance.
She knew that with Herool's personality, if he fell into a relationship but was opposed, he would be able to elope.
Heroul seemed to notice his mother's thoughts and said without any emotional fluctuations:
I just like men who are strong enough.
Huh...Liana secretly breathed a sigh of relief and no longer worried about the problem just now, because Heroul was a girl who disdained to lie.
……
Late at night, Heroul got up from the bed and used his night vision ability to change into clothes that were easy to move.
She climbed down from the balcony of her bedroom, carefully avoided the bodyguards at home, and dived out of the garden to the entrance of not all sewer channels in the middle of Berklund Street, which allowed humans to pass freely and had vertical metal ladders.
Hairoul skillfully moved the manhole cover, climbed down, and then closed the manhole cover from inside.
It took nearly three quarters of an hour before she moved the manhole cover and returned to the shadow of the street.
At this moment, Heroul saw a black shadow gently rolling into the garden not far away.
No. 160... She recited the corresponding door number.
This is exactly the home of Dawn Dances.
On the third floor of the building, Klein woke up from his dream again due to spiritual intuition, hoping to catch the intruder who interrupted his sleep and feed the wriggling hunger.
This time, he directly opened the iron cigarette box and released the secret doll of the resentful soul.
Seniore's figure in a dark infrared jacket first walked into the full-body mirror, and then jumped to the convex belly window glass of the close-fitting male servant's room.
He stared at Richardson, and saw the servant turn over and sit up, looking at the door with fear and nervousness.
The door opened silently, and a figure flashed in.
Under the crimson moonlight, the infiltrator showed a brown-yellow complexion, soft contours, and short black curly hair, which was obviously a native of the Southern Continent.
With a little cold air, he stood at the door, looked at Richardson looking at him, and said in a deep voice:
Have you considered it?
Don’t think that you can get the peaceful life you want by leaving us. The blood of the people of Death flows in your body, and you are destined to give everything to restore God’s glory.
Think of your dead mother, think of the bullying you have been subjected to, do you hope that your child will continue to grow up in the discriminatory view of others in the future and will always be someone else’s servant?
...But, what can I do... Richardson buried his head and said with difficulty.
Wait for the task given to you.The intruder's voice softened a little.
Richardson didn't answer whether it was good or bad, and he seemed to be struggling in his heart.
The intruder didn't care about his hesitation. When he had agreed, he turned around, exited the room, and left the same way.
The people of the God of Death...the Spiritual Cult, or other people from the Bailang Restoration Organization?Klein, who had witnessed everything just now, leaned on the bed and said silently, "What task will they ask Richardson to do?"Steal my money and provide funds to the organization?Or create a horror event in a banquet in a high-spread circle?
At this time, the intruder had climbed down from the balcony, walked through the garden, turned out the exterior wall with an iron fence, and returned to the street.
Suddenly, he saw a Taoist figure pounce on the left, quickly dodged, clenched his fists, and bombarded him with force.
Bang!
The fist hit the black shadow, but it penetrated directly, just like the shadow created by the light of the gas street.
At the same time, he was hit hard in the back of the head and fainted on the ground.
Heroul's figure immediately appeared behind the infiltrator's side, with a slightly excited expression, as if he had completed a successful fraud.
She quickly calmed her emotions, maintained her arrogant posture, and turned her head to look at the black iron fenced gate at 160 Berklund Street.
The girl bent down and grabbed the infiltrator's arm, dragging him step by step to the door of Dawn Dontes.
Immediately afterwards, Heroul let go of his left hand, deal with the fall marks, raised his chin slightly and stepped forward two steps, and rang the doorbell.
Then, her back left quickly and returned home in the shadow of the street.
On a gas street lamp outside No. 160, the glass surface wrapped in a black metal fence, and the figure wearing a dark infrared jacket and an old triangle hat are quietly reflected, watching the whole process.
……
What should I do?… Klein in the room thought in embarrassment.
He knew that Heroul was kind enough to help the neighbor solve the intruder and did not leave his name, but in this way, after the butler called the police, the matter would be investigated in depth and would definitely be transferred to the night watchmen. At that time, who would faint intruder would be an important question.
If Klein is really just an ordinary person, it's nothing. The night watchers investigate, but he is not only a strong man in Sequence 5, but he is also planning to steal items behind Chanis Gate. He does not want to be accidentally interrupted and has to change his identity again.
To be honest, his earliest idea of dealing with it was to find excuses to fire Richardson.
However, the conversation he heard just now made him a little shaken.
If Richardson is fired at this time, he is eager to live a peaceful life, and he is pushed into the abyss by me and can only be mixed with those people... Unfortunately, Dawn Dontes has a task, otherwise it would not be a big problem to help him casually... Klein sighed and thought.
Ten seconds later, the unconscious infiltrator at the door suddenly stood up, moved his neck, and hid in the nearby shadow. At this time, the butler Walter, who heard the doorbell, had just put on his clothes and walked out of the main entrance of the building.
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