In a sigh, Klein indulged himself and relaxed, enjoying the rare peace and comfort in his dream like a normal person.
About a quarter of an hour later, he finally waited for the extraordinary person who came to comfort him to leave his dream.
Finally... I can sleep peacefully... Klein wanted to open his eyes habitually and fall asleep again, but found that once he did not have to be highly vigilant and alert, he could directly sleep with the help of the residual tranquility in his dream.
That night, his sleep quality was very good. It was dawn. The sun was rising outside, the red moon was still there, the sky was shining brightly, and the wind was sounding softly.
Klein lazily for nearly ten minutes before picking up the gold-shell pocket watch placed on the bedside table, and snapped and took a look.
Before six:30… Should I turn over and continue to sleep, or just get up?Klein examined his state and saw that he was sober, energetic, and had no sense of fatigue. He got out of bed and washed up, walked to the balcony, and looked at the orange-red horizon.
In this season, due to the wind, the haze itself will not be too serious. In addition, the air pollution control was carried out in the past few months. At this time, the blue sky was like washing and the air was refreshing. The gardener was already busy in the garden. The kitchen maid and the choreographer were heading to the market together. Apart from them, the surroundings were peaceful, which made Klein suddenly feel refreshed, and briefly forgot all his worries, and only felt that the world belonged to him at this moment.
With a less obvious smile, he quietly admired the scene, and within the next quarter of an hour, two or three servants walked out one after another, carrying baskets or pulling horses. The entire block came alive little by little, and the sunlight gradually became brighter.
This is what life should look like... Klein sighed silently, and suddenly had the urge to go out for a walk. He turned around and left the balcony, walked to the door, and twisted the handle.
Outside his master bedroom, Richardson was waiting there, and there was no way to guess what time he got up to bed.
This is the hardest place for a personal servant. He must go to bed later than his employer and get up earlier than him.
Breakfast is still an hour, and if sir you want to be ahead of time, the kitchen can be prepared in a quarter of an hour.Richardson did not ask why Dawn Dontes suddenly woke up early.
Klein laughed:
No need to go out for a walk first.
OK, sir.Richardson entered the bedroom and, according to the employer's opinion, picked out the coat and helped him put it on.
Finally, Klein wore a silk top hat, took a gold-inlaid stick, went down to the first floor, walked out of the gate, and walked slowly towards the other end along the Intis sycamore trees and black gas street lamp poles on the street.
Along the way, a faint fragrance wafted out from the garden of each house. The green leaves of the trees created a quiet meaning on the high ground. The pedestrians coming and going were very rare. The occasionally passing carriages broke the tranquility and quickly left.
Klein enjoyed the morning environment and the beauty of getting up early, feeling the traces of negative emotions left yesterday were evaporating and disappearing little by little.
Well, the extraordinary people must know how to take the initiative to create conditions and adjust their mood... I walked around like this, and the bishops of St. Samuel's Church should know that Dawn Dance has completely recovered and will not disturb my sleep in the middle of the night... As Cline's thoughts spread, his eyes casually swept across No. 39 Berklund Street next to him.
This is the home of the Macht MP.
Its exterior wall consists of sharp long iron rods, allowing passers-by to enjoy the beautiful view of the garden inside through the gap.
As his eyes moved, Klein saw a familiar figure, which was Hayroul with long dark green hair and dark brown eyes. The beautiful and proud girl was walking on the garden path with her maid, looking around from time to time.
She got up so early, too?I haven't been able to go to the sewer in the middle of the night recently, so my sleep quality is excellent?Klein whispered, withdrew his gaze and walked forward.
Looking at Richardson who was following calmly behind the side, Klein suddenly remembered the news reports, magazine columns and novel stories related to the Southern Continent that he had read recently.
He has been consciously reading content in similar fields to enrich the character of Dawn Dances, after all, much of his previous knowledge of the Southern Continent stems from Anderson, the strongest hunter of the Misty Sea. Who knows if there is any place to exaggerate and make up.
The information I have read in the past and recently was that XXX went to the Southern Continent, made money back, or simply moved there. Haha, this made the entire Beckland people think that the Southern Continent is full of gold and full of opportunities to get rich. Even the common trees there have many functions and can be exchanged for a large amount of gold and pounds. Therefore, the kingdom often went to war with countries such as Fsak and Intis to seize colonies... If the civilians had not saved enough ships and dared not smuggle, a large number of people would definitely have rushed there... Klein changed his mind and asked his personal servant casually:
What do you think of the Southern Continent?
He remembers the estate where Richardson was born and was taken to Beckland only when he was an adult.
Richardson was silent for a few seconds and said:
Sir, I don’t actually know much about the Southern Continent because I am busy in the manor most of the time and I rarely have the opportunity to go out.
Let’s talk about your impression, the most real impression, don’t worry about anything. I just want to have a rough idea. You know, they all think I am an expert in the Southern Mainland, but in fact, my experience is limited to a few places and the business class.Klein laughed.
Richardson buried his head little by little, looked at his toes as he walked forward and said:
My impression of the Southern Continent is:
Hunger, exhaustion, pain, and yearning for the world after death...
Hunger, exhaustion, pain... Klein repeated these three words in his heart, walking step by step on Berklund Street without asking anything more.
……
East Chester County, inside a building on the edge of Stoon University.
Audrey is visiting the collection obtained by the Ruhn Antiquities Collection and Conservation Foundation.
She originally planned to come on Tuesday afternoon, but Associate Professor Michel Deitt attended an academic conference in Beckland and could only return today, so she had to change the arrangements.
The boots were discovered by a farmer near Stoon in a ruin in the mountains, and their shapes are very similar to the social trends of the Quaternary period.Michelle introduced the items in the glass display cabinet to the noble and beautiful girl.
Audrey looked over with interest and found that the tip of the boots was obviously raised, as if they belonged to the clown.
The heights of the two sides are not consistent, one is 3 cm and the other is 5 cm, which does not look like a pair.
The asymmetric style of the Quaternary period... I don't know which class I represent... Audrey retracted her gaze and followed Associate Professor Michelle to the next collection.
At the end of the visit, Michel pointed to the glass showcase diagonally in front of him and said:
This herald was sent only a few days ago and involves the very ancient worship of dragons.
The giant dragon... Audrey stepped reservedly and moved closer to the face, and saw a gray-white giant dragon with wings engraved on the surface of the herald.
Where does it come from?Audrey asked no difference from before.
Michelle replied:
A village called Hedrac, the Ruenwen word has no prototype in ancient Foxac language and seems to be spelled directly based on the pronunciation.
Hedrac... This is the village I have been to before with the custom of dragon worship. There is a spiritual dragon living in the sea of people's collective subconscious... The twenty-year war notes I got from Associate Professor Michel before belong to a knight named Lindrila who went out of this village. He was suspected to be related to the spiritual dragon... Audrey nodded thoughtfully, considering the language, and asking who found the heraldry.
At this moment, Associate Professor Michel's expression became extremely heavy:
The discovery of this heraldic emblem was accompanied by a tragedy.
Tragedy?Audrey didn't hide her shock.
Associate Professor Michel exhaled:
An archaeological team entered that village to study the custom of dragon worship. As a result, a member went crazy at night, and this mental illness seemed to be contagious. The entire archaeological team later turned into madmen one after another. They killed each other or harmed themselves, and none of them survived.
This herald was found in their relics. It was first taken away by the police station and confirmed that there was no problem before donating it to us.
An archaeological team entered the village, and the members went crazy one by one... Audrey's eyes magnified slightly and repeated the words of Associate Professor Michelle in her heart.
Suddenly, an inspiration flashed through her mind:
Psychological Alchemy Club!
The people in this archaeological team are all members of the Psychological Alchemy Society!
About a quarter of an hour later, he finally waited for the extraordinary person who came to comfort him to leave his dream.
Finally... I can sleep peacefully... Klein wanted to open his eyes habitually and fall asleep again, but found that once he did not have to be highly vigilant and alert, he could directly sleep with the help of the residual tranquility in his dream.
That night, his sleep quality was very good. It was dawn. The sun was rising outside, the red moon was still there, the sky was shining brightly, and the wind was sounding softly.
Klein lazily for nearly ten minutes before picking up the gold-shell pocket watch placed on the bedside table, and snapped and took a look.
Before six:30… Should I turn over and continue to sleep, or just get up?Klein examined his state and saw that he was sober, energetic, and had no sense of fatigue. He got out of bed and washed up, walked to the balcony, and looked at the orange-red horizon.
In this season, due to the wind, the haze itself will not be too serious. In addition, the air pollution control was carried out in the past few months. At this time, the blue sky was like washing and the air was refreshing. The gardener was already busy in the garden. The kitchen maid and the choreographer were heading to the market together. Apart from them, the surroundings were peaceful, which made Klein suddenly feel refreshed, and briefly forgot all his worries, and only felt that the world belonged to him at this moment.
With a less obvious smile, he quietly admired the scene, and within the next quarter of an hour, two or three servants walked out one after another, carrying baskets or pulling horses. The entire block came alive little by little, and the sunlight gradually became brighter.
This is what life should look like... Klein sighed silently, and suddenly had the urge to go out for a walk. He turned around and left the balcony, walked to the door, and twisted the handle.
Outside his master bedroom, Richardson was waiting there, and there was no way to guess what time he got up to bed.
This is the hardest place for a personal servant. He must go to bed later than his employer and get up earlier than him.
Breakfast is still an hour, and if sir you want to be ahead of time, the kitchen can be prepared in a quarter of an hour.Richardson did not ask why Dawn Dontes suddenly woke up early.
Klein laughed:
No need to go out for a walk first.
OK, sir.Richardson entered the bedroom and, according to the employer's opinion, picked out the coat and helped him put it on.
Finally, Klein wore a silk top hat, took a gold-inlaid stick, went down to the first floor, walked out of the gate, and walked slowly towards the other end along the Intis sycamore trees and black gas street lamp poles on the street.
Along the way, a faint fragrance wafted out from the garden of each house. The green leaves of the trees created a quiet meaning on the high ground. The pedestrians coming and going were very rare. The occasionally passing carriages broke the tranquility and quickly left.
Klein enjoyed the morning environment and the beauty of getting up early, feeling the traces of negative emotions left yesterday were evaporating and disappearing little by little.
Well, the extraordinary people must know how to take the initiative to create conditions and adjust their mood... I walked around like this, and the bishops of St. Samuel's Church should know that Dawn Dance has completely recovered and will not disturb my sleep in the middle of the night... As Cline's thoughts spread, his eyes casually swept across No. 39 Berklund Street next to him.
This is the home of the Macht MP.
Its exterior wall consists of sharp long iron rods, allowing passers-by to enjoy the beautiful view of the garden inside through the gap.
As his eyes moved, Klein saw a familiar figure, which was Hayroul with long dark green hair and dark brown eyes. The beautiful and proud girl was walking on the garden path with her maid, looking around from time to time.
She got up so early, too?I haven't been able to go to the sewer in the middle of the night recently, so my sleep quality is excellent?Klein whispered, withdrew his gaze and walked forward.
Looking at Richardson who was following calmly behind the side, Klein suddenly remembered the news reports, magazine columns and novel stories related to the Southern Continent that he had read recently.
He has been consciously reading content in similar fields to enrich the character of Dawn Dances, after all, much of his previous knowledge of the Southern Continent stems from Anderson, the strongest hunter of the Misty Sea. Who knows if there is any place to exaggerate and make up.
The information I have read in the past and recently was that XXX went to the Southern Continent, made money back, or simply moved there. Haha, this made the entire Beckland people think that the Southern Continent is full of gold and full of opportunities to get rich. Even the common trees there have many functions and can be exchanged for a large amount of gold and pounds. Therefore, the kingdom often went to war with countries such as Fsak and Intis to seize colonies... If the civilians had not saved enough ships and dared not smuggle, a large number of people would definitely have rushed there... Klein changed his mind and asked his personal servant casually:
What do you think of the Southern Continent?
He remembers the estate where Richardson was born and was taken to Beckland only when he was an adult.
Richardson was silent for a few seconds and said:
Sir, I don’t actually know much about the Southern Continent because I am busy in the manor most of the time and I rarely have the opportunity to go out.
Let’s talk about your impression, the most real impression, don’t worry about anything. I just want to have a rough idea. You know, they all think I am an expert in the Southern Mainland, but in fact, my experience is limited to a few places and the business class.Klein laughed.
Richardson buried his head little by little, looked at his toes as he walked forward and said:
My impression of the Southern Continent is:
Hunger, exhaustion, pain, and yearning for the world after death...
Hunger, exhaustion, pain... Klein repeated these three words in his heart, walking step by step on Berklund Street without asking anything more.
……
East Chester County, inside a building on the edge of Stoon University.
Audrey is visiting the collection obtained by the Ruhn Antiquities Collection and Conservation Foundation.
She originally planned to come on Tuesday afternoon, but Associate Professor Michel Deitt attended an academic conference in Beckland and could only return today, so she had to change the arrangements.
The boots were discovered by a farmer near Stoon in a ruin in the mountains, and their shapes are very similar to the social trends of the Quaternary period.Michelle introduced the items in the glass display cabinet to the noble and beautiful girl.
Audrey looked over with interest and found that the tip of the boots was obviously raised, as if they belonged to the clown.
The heights of the two sides are not consistent, one is 3 cm and the other is 5 cm, which does not look like a pair.
The asymmetric style of the Quaternary period... I don't know which class I represent... Audrey retracted her gaze and followed Associate Professor Michelle to the next collection.
At the end of the visit, Michel pointed to the glass showcase diagonally in front of him and said:
This herald was sent only a few days ago and involves the very ancient worship of dragons.
The giant dragon... Audrey stepped reservedly and moved closer to the face, and saw a gray-white giant dragon with wings engraved on the surface of the herald.
Where does it come from?Audrey asked no difference from before.
Michelle replied:
A village called Hedrac, the Ruenwen word has no prototype in ancient Foxac language and seems to be spelled directly based on the pronunciation.
Hedrac... This is the village I have been to before with the custom of dragon worship. There is a spiritual dragon living in the sea of people's collective subconscious... The twenty-year war notes I got from Associate Professor Michel before belong to a knight named Lindrila who went out of this village. He was suspected to be related to the spiritual dragon... Audrey nodded thoughtfully, considering the language, and asking who found the heraldry.
At this moment, Associate Professor Michel's expression became extremely heavy:
The discovery of this heraldic emblem was accompanied by a tragedy.
Tragedy?Audrey didn't hide her shock.
Associate Professor Michel exhaled:
An archaeological team entered that village to study the custom of dragon worship. As a result, a member went crazy at night, and this mental illness seemed to be contagious. The entire archaeological team later turned into madmen one after another. They killed each other or harmed themselves, and none of them survived.
This herald was found in their relics. It was first taken away by the police station and confirmed that there was no problem before donating it to us.
An archaeological team entered the village, and the members went crazy one by one... Audrey's eyes magnified slightly and repeated the words of Associate Professor Michelle in her heart.
Suddenly, an inspiration flashed through her mind:
Psychological Alchemy Club!
The people in this archaeological team are all members of the Psychological Alchemy Society!
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