In the dim and dark crimson moonlight, Klein lifted the quilt and climbed up.
For a fortune teller, paying attention to dreams is the most basic quality, and the dream just now cannot be explained by a simple nightmare.
He wore pretty comfortable clothes and came to the front of the full-length mirror and whispered:
I dreamed of the blood-stained door in that room.
The figure of the bodyguard slowly outlined on the mirror and replied without any expression:
The influence of evil spirit aura.
This will gradually weaken until it disappears.
In this way, Ah... Klein nodded slightly, returned to the bed, picked up the gold-shelled pocket watch, pressed it and took a look.
Seeing that it was still early, he lay down and went to bed again. This time, the dream was separated and there was no experience he had just happened.
The next day, early Sunday morning, Klein made himself a soft-boiled egg with a creamy bread.
In the Kingdom of Roone, or in other countries in the North Mainland, reading newspapers at breakfast is a must-do for gentlemen, and Klein is no exception, spreading out the subscriptions to the Tassock, the Bakerland Post and the Bakerland Morning Post.
The "Government Employees Unified Examination Act" was officially passed in the upper house. The first exam will be held in early December. The second round of exams will be at the end of January next year. Two weeks later will be the final interview... Within a week, the government will announce the positions and requirements involved in this exam and start the registration work... The reporter speculated that most of this will be in Beckland... Klein and his team swept the content, picked up the cup, and drank a sip of Siberian black tea.
He inevitably thought of Benson and said to himself:
The bill was passed at the end of September, the positions were announced in early October, the registration was completed in early November, and the exams began in early December... The time was arranged very tightly and unreasonable, enough to show the urgency of the king and the prime minister.
But this is very beneficial to Benson. He prepared more than two months ahead of others. Even if he is not as good as those elites who graduated from college, he will definitely surpass most others, and the positions that the elites want to seek will not overlap with him.
He should have no problem...
Klein wanted to click around his chest and draw a crimson moon, saying that he wished the goddess to protect him, but when he thought that the bodyguard was nearby, he forced himself to resist the impulse. After all, the belief he claimed was the god of steam and machinery.
After eating the last bite of bread, he continued to read the newspaper:
The upper and lower houses passed a proposal to establish the "Kingdom Air Pollution Investigation Committee" to allow the government to form this institution... The next month will be a critical period for all parties to compete for membership...
…Single alkaline prosecutor positions have been approved with the goal of producing acids and alkalis factories to minimize their contamination.
...The fifth edition does not have an advertisement for Ernst Trading to acquire goods, and you don’t need to consider attending the extraordinary party tomorrow night…
…………
No. 2 Daffodil Street, Tingen City.
Benson read the news in the newspaper repeatedly and completely forgot the bread on the plate.
Has the unified examination bill been passed?Melissa was wearing a black long dress and looked at her brother who was abnormally performing.
Newspapers in the past few days have been exaggerating the proposals that will be passed this time.
Benson finally put down the newspaper, wiped his black hair, and slowly exhaled:
Yes.
At this time, the two of them suddenly fell into silence, and the house was quiet, and there was no sound of knife and fork colliding with the dining plate.
The indescribable atmosphere was broken by Bella, a maid from the kitchen. Benson smiled and said:
This is a foreseeable thing, but in fact, what is more important is the previous news.
Um?Melissa's expression was extremely quiet.
Benson chewed the bread and smiled:
News about the reinvention of Beckland Technical College into the University.
It will formally recruit students next year, without taking grammar and classical literature exams, and mainly focusing on technical content, which is very suitable for graduates and current students from technical schools in various places.
Melissa, I think you can give it a try.
But... Melissa subconsciously retorted.
Benson interrupted her and said with a smile:
Its tuition will be half cheaper than the universities such as Tingen, Perth, Hoy, and Beckland, which is equivalent to the Conston Technical University in Mid-Sea County, and there are more scholarship opportunities. Melissa, don’t you like machinery, steam, and like content in this regard?This is your best opportunity to get access to more advanced and in-depth knowledge.
Try it, how about it?Don’t worry about wasting money. Although that amount of money can allow us to maintain our current life without working, we are still young and cannot define our lives like this. You see, compared with a few months ago, my grammar level has improved a lot.
Well... it might be better if you change the environment.
I know you can't bear to leave Tingen, here, well, we will come back eventually, but not when we were young.
Melissa turned her head and looked at the various parts on the coffee table, her lips twitched a few times and said:
What should I do with Bella...
After Klein passed away, she did not want to hire a maid again, but she thought of the miserable life that Bella might have after she lost her job, so she gave up this plan. Anyway, the extra expenses of 5 Suller per week are nothing for the Moretti family, whose annuity income can be at least 300 pounds.
In response, Benson shook his head and smiled:
There are still several months left to get Bella to look for a new job in advance. Before that, we will continue to pay her to her bedroom. Moreover, her cooking skills are much better than before, so she can apply for a female chef in the family. Unfortunately... Haha, of course, the premise is that you can pass the entrance examination at Beckland Technical University.
He wanted to say that it was a pity that Bella had not been able to learn cooking for too long, but after looking at Melissa's gloomy expression, he forced to change the topic.
Before Melissa could say anything, Benson smiled and touched his hair:
I plan to quit tomorrow and concentrate on preparing for the exam. This time, most of the positions are said to be in Beckland, which is exactly my goal and I hope we can go there together.
Melissa was silent for a moment and finally nodded slowly.
At the same time, she put the knife and fork, picked up the napkin, wiped her mouth and said:
I went to the bathroom.
OKBenson watched his sister get up and leave the dining table, and the smile that had been piled on his face quickly disappeared.
He took out the silver pocket watch with branches and patterns, stared at it carefully, and sighed very quietly.
…………
During the day Sunday, Klein was busy traveling to several public libraries in Joewood District, trying to find information about Viscount Pound, but the Viscount family did not have separate biography and did not attract any historian's interest in special research.
Everything about them was scattered in different corners of various historical materials. Klein, who had no search function, felt his head sucking in pain when facing the vast sea of books and papers.
He spent six hours looking through a lot of information, but still failed to obtain useful information.
It is necessary to find someone who has extensive research on the history of the nobles to help, or to bribe the police department and get the current residence address of Pound from the Baron. He is a nobleman, and the police department must have corresponding records, and the number of nobles is not large.Klein returned home, stood in front of the wash mirror, and spoke to the air.
The surface of the mirror quickly outlines the bodyguard's long gothic court dress and a black soft hat on his head.
She nodded invisibly, as if she was agreeing with Klein's idea.
Immediately afterwards, her illusory and erratic voice came out:
The employment is over.
I know, it's been three days... Klein thought for a while and said:
If I could get any clues about the affairs of the Pound family, would you like to know?
The bodyguard did not answer, but nodded gently.
Well…Telling through Marichi?Klein asked.
After nodding again, the bodyguard bent down, lifted up the hem of the skirt, and bowed.
Her figure quickly disappeared, and nothing special was reflected in the mirror.
Klein looked around and did not relax. He prepared dinner step by step to fill his stomach.
It was late at night and he returned to the bedroom and grabbed the curtains. He took out the iron cigarette box and reached out to touch the all-black eye left by Rosago.
A wave of illusory roars swept through his mind, as if torn apart his spirit and destroy his thoughts.
Klein struggled to fight this pain that made his head explode, and once again saw the thin black lines spreading out from different parts of his body.
They are dense, illusory and terrifying, and extend to infinity.
Klein looked around and couldn't find any other black thin lines, and finally confirmed that the bodyguard had left.
He quickly let go and escaped the negative impact. He slowed down for dozens of seconds before he completely returned to normal.
Huh, I can finally go to the gray fog to verify the inspiration I had produced before... Klein silently said to himself, quickly arrange the ceremony, summon himself, and respond to himself.
Then, in his spirit state, he carried the Azk copper whistle, picked up the iron cigarette box, and returned to the gray fog.
Klein sat at the top of the ancient long table, rubbed out spiritual flames with his fingers, burning away blood-stained documents in the corners and other items that he no longer needed.
After doing all this, he opened the iron cigarette box and found that the entire black eye became quiet and no longer revealed madness at all times. However, the pollution that influenced and that kind of pollution still settled in it, just no longer active, as if hibernating.
Sure enough, it was impossible to separate directly... Klein whispered, and then a man wearing a hooded robe appeared on the chair opposite the old long table.
Just like the previous attempts when creating a clone, the man was dull and stiff, and he was obviously not a real person and could not deceive the members of the Tarot Club.
However, Klein has already had inspiration for this.
He reached out and held the all-black eye, and there was a silence in his ears, and no more terrifying roars appeared.
With the extraordinary characteristics of the gathering, he saw that the dummy opposite also had thin black lines floating outwards.
Immediately afterwards, Klein carefully allowed his spirit to spread through the All Black Eyes, touching several of the illusory lines.
Suddenly, he felt like he was holding it.
This is, when he thought about it, the dummy immediately raised his hand.
Sure enough!
I can use the ability of Master Secret Master to create a false Tarot member!
But this consumes a lot, and I can't maintain the second one... Well, the symbolic symbol on the back of the chair will not change accordingly, but Miss Justice and the others can't see it... Klein happily began to practice repeatedly, and even mastered the skills of how to manipulate the other person's throat and mouth to let it speak.
When his spirituality was about to be exhausted, he smiled and looked at the dummy opposite him and said:
Welcome, new member, which tarot card do you want to draw?
After saying that, he closed his mouth, and the dummy opposite raised his hand and touched his chin, and said with a hoarse smile:
world!
I choose the card ‘World’.
For a fortune teller, paying attention to dreams is the most basic quality, and the dream just now cannot be explained by a simple nightmare.
He wore pretty comfortable clothes and came to the front of the full-length mirror and whispered:
I dreamed of the blood-stained door in that room.
The figure of the bodyguard slowly outlined on the mirror and replied without any expression:
The influence of evil spirit aura.
This will gradually weaken until it disappears.
In this way, Ah... Klein nodded slightly, returned to the bed, picked up the gold-shelled pocket watch, pressed it and took a look.
Seeing that it was still early, he lay down and went to bed again. This time, the dream was separated and there was no experience he had just happened.
The next day, early Sunday morning, Klein made himself a soft-boiled egg with a creamy bread.
In the Kingdom of Roone, or in other countries in the North Mainland, reading newspapers at breakfast is a must-do for gentlemen, and Klein is no exception, spreading out the subscriptions to the Tassock, the Bakerland Post and the Bakerland Morning Post.
The "Government Employees Unified Examination Act" was officially passed in the upper house. The first exam will be held in early December. The second round of exams will be at the end of January next year. Two weeks later will be the final interview... Within a week, the government will announce the positions and requirements involved in this exam and start the registration work... The reporter speculated that most of this will be in Beckland... Klein and his team swept the content, picked up the cup, and drank a sip of Siberian black tea.
He inevitably thought of Benson and said to himself:
The bill was passed at the end of September, the positions were announced in early October, the registration was completed in early November, and the exams began in early December... The time was arranged very tightly and unreasonable, enough to show the urgency of the king and the prime minister.
But this is very beneficial to Benson. He prepared more than two months ahead of others. Even if he is not as good as those elites who graduated from college, he will definitely surpass most others, and the positions that the elites want to seek will not overlap with him.
He should have no problem...
Klein wanted to click around his chest and draw a crimson moon, saying that he wished the goddess to protect him, but when he thought that the bodyguard was nearby, he forced himself to resist the impulse. After all, the belief he claimed was the god of steam and machinery.
After eating the last bite of bread, he continued to read the newspaper:
The upper and lower houses passed a proposal to establish the "Kingdom Air Pollution Investigation Committee" to allow the government to form this institution... The next month will be a critical period for all parties to compete for membership...
…Single alkaline prosecutor positions have been approved with the goal of producing acids and alkalis factories to minimize their contamination.
...The fifth edition does not have an advertisement for Ernst Trading to acquire goods, and you don’t need to consider attending the extraordinary party tomorrow night…
…………
No. 2 Daffodil Street, Tingen City.
Benson read the news in the newspaper repeatedly and completely forgot the bread on the plate.
Has the unified examination bill been passed?Melissa was wearing a black long dress and looked at her brother who was abnormally performing.
Newspapers in the past few days have been exaggerating the proposals that will be passed this time.
Benson finally put down the newspaper, wiped his black hair, and slowly exhaled:
Yes.
At this time, the two of them suddenly fell into silence, and the house was quiet, and there was no sound of knife and fork colliding with the dining plate.
The indescribable atmosphere was broken by Bella, a maid from the kitchen. Benson smiled and said:
This is a foreseeable thing, but in fact, what is more important is the previous news.
Um?Melissa's expression was extremely quiet.
Benson chewed the bread and smiled:
News about the reinvention of Beckland Technical College into the University.
It will formally recruit students next year, without taking grammar and classical literature exams, and mainly focusing on technical content, which is very suitable for graduates and current students from technical schools in various places.
Melissa, I think you can give it a try.
But... Melissa subconsciously retorted.
Benson interrupted her and said with a smile:
Its tuition will be half cheaper than the universities such as Tingen, Perth, Hoy, and Beckland, which is equivalent to the Conston Technical University in Mid-Sea County, and there are more scholarship opportunities. Melissa, don’t you like machinery, steam, and like content in this regard?This is your best opportunity to get access to more advanced and in-depth knowledge.
Try it, how about it?Don’t worry about wasting money. Although that amount of money can allow us to maintain our current life without working, we are still young and cannot define our lives like this. You see, compared with a few months ago, my grammar level has improved a lot.
Well... it might be better if you change the environment.
I know you can't bear to leave Tingen, here, well, we will come back eventually, but not when we were young.
Melissa turned her head and looked at the various parts on the coffee table, her lips twitched a few times and said:
What should I do with Bella...
After Klein passed away, she did not want to hire a maid again, but she thought of the miserable life that Bella might have after she lost her job, so she gave up this plan. Anyway, the extra expenses of 5 Suller per week are nothing for the Moretti family, whose annuity income can be at least 300 pounds.
In response, Benson shook his head and smiled:
There are still several months left to get Bella to look for a new job in advance. Before that, we will continue to pay her to her bedroom. Moreover, her cooking skills are much better than before, so she can apply for a female chef in the family. Unfortunately... Haha, of course, the premise is that you can pass the entrance examination at Beckland Technical University.
He wanted to say that it was a pity that Bella had not been able to learn cooking for too long, but after looking at Melissa's gloomy expression, he forced to change the topic.
Before Melissa could say anything, Benson smiled and touched his hair:
I plan to quit tomorrow and concentrate on preparing for the exam. This time, most of the positions are said to be in Beckland, which is exactly my goal and I hope we can go there together.
Melissa was silent for a moment and finally nodded slowly.
At the same time, she put the knife and fork, picked up the napkin, wiped her mouth and said:
I went to the bathroom.
OKBenson watched his sister get up and leave the dining table, and the smile that had been piled on his face quickly disappeared.
He took out the silver pocket watch with branches and patterns, stared at it carefully, and sighed very quietly.
…………
During the day Sunday, Klein was busy traveling to several public libraries in Joewood District, trying to find information about Viscount Pound, but the Viscount family did not have separate biography and did not attract any historian's interest in special research.
Everything about them was scattered in different corners of various historical materials. Klein, who had no search function, felt his head sucking in pain when facing the vast sea of books and papers.
He spent six hours looking through a lot of information, but still failed to obtain useful information.
It is necessary to find someone who has extensive research on the history of the nobles to help, or to bribe the police department and get the current residence address of Pound from the Baron. He is a nobleman, and the police department must have corresponding records, and the number of nobles is not large.Klein returned home, stood in front of the wash mirror, and spoke to the air.
The surface of the mirror quickly outlines the bodyguard's long gothic court dress and a black soft hat on his head.
She nodded invisibly, as if she was agreeing with Klein's idea.
Immediately afterwards, her illusory and erratic voice came out:
The employment is over.
I know, it's been three days... Klein thought for a while and said:
If I could get any clues about the affairs of the Pound family, would you like to know?
The bodyguard did not answer, but nodded gently.
Well…Telling through Marichi?Klein asked.
After nodding again, the bodyguard bent down, lifted up the hem of the skirt, and bowed.
Her figure quickly disappeared, and nothing special was reflected in the mirror.
Klein looked around and did not relax. He prepared dinner step by step to fill his stomach.
It was late at night and he returned to the bedroom and grabbed the curtains. He took out the iron cigarette box and reached out to touch the all-black eye left by Rosago.
A wave of illusory roars swept through his mind, as if torn apart his spirit and destroy his thoughts.
Klein struggled to fight this pain that made his head explode, and once again saw the thin black lines spreading out from different parts of his body.
They are dense, illusory and terrifying, and extend to infinity.
Klein looked around and couldn't find any other black thin lines, and finally confirmed that the bodyguard had left.
He quickly let go and escaped the negative impact. He slowed down for dozens of seconds before he completely returned to normal.
Huh, I can finally go to the gray fog to verify the inspiration I had produced before... Klein silently said to himself, quickly arrange the ceremony, summon himself, and respond to himself.
Then, in his spirit state, he carried the Azk copper whistle, picked up the iron cigarette box, and returned to the gray fog.
Klein sat at the top of the ancient long table, rubbed out spiritual flames with his fingers, burning away blood-stained documents in the corners and other items that he no longer needed.
After doing all this, he opened the iron cigarette box and found that the entire black eye became quiet and no longer revealed madness at all times. However, the pollution that influenced and that kind of pollution still settled in it, just no longer active, as if hibernating.
Sure enough, it was impossible to separate directly... Klein whispered, and then a man wearing a hooded robe appeared on the chair opposite the old long table.
Just like the previous attempts when creating a clone, the man was dull and stiff, and he was obviously not a real person and could not deceive the members of the Tarot Club.
However, Klein has already had inspiration for this.
He reached out and held the all-black eye, and there was a silence in his ears, and no more terrifying roars appeared.
With the extraordinary characteristics of the gathering, he saw that the dummy opposite also had thin black lines floating outwards.
Immediately afterwards, Klein carefully allowed his spirit to spread through the All Black Eyes, touching several of the illusory lines.
Suddenly, he felt like he was holding it.
This is, when he thought about it, the dummy immediately raised his hand.
Sure enough!
I can use the ability of Master Secret Master to create a false Tarot member!
But this consumes a lot, and I can't maintain the second one... Well, the symbolic symbol on the back of the chair will not change accordingly, but Miss Justice and the others can't see it... Klein happily began to practice repeatedly, and even mastered the skills of how to manipulate the other person's throat and mouth to let it speak.
When his spirituality was about to be exhausted, he smiled and looked at the dummy opposite him and said:
Welcome, new member, which tarot card do you want to draw?
After saying that, he closed his mouth, and the dummy opposite raised his hand and touched his chin, and said with a hoarse smile:
world!
I choose the card ‘World’.
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