At 15 Minsk Street, Klein, who returned home, was not in a hurry to go to the grey fog to do divination, pretending that nothing had happened to be done.
During this process, he heard the illusory layering of prayers and vaguely recognized that this came from the lady.
After experiencing the destruction of the real creator's whisper, my ability in this area seemed to have improved a little... Klein flipped the newspaper thoughtfully, sitting half-sitting and half-lying on the easy chair without moving.
It was not until the pointer of the pocket watch was approaching 10 o'clock that he put down his things and went to the bathroom on the second floor to clean himself.
Entering the bedroom and pulling the curtains, Klein skillfully came to the grey fog and saw the crimson star symbolizing justice constantly expanding and contracting, and bringing the echo of prayers.
Klein spread his spirituality and left in contact. Miss Justice in a light white silk nightgown immediately appeared in front of him.
Her image is still very blurry, as if she is lying on the bed.
After reciting the name of the Lord, Audrey got to the topic:
Ambassador Berkeron is the "conspirator" of the "Hunter" pathway sequence 6, and has the assistant of the suspected sequence 5...
After I got the detailed information, I asked someone to ask Mr. A. He agreed to take over the task of assassinating Ambassador Berkeron, but the condition was 10,000 gold pounds, or the potion formula of one of the 'Darkless', 'Disaster Priest', 'Prophet' and 'Manipulator'. This does not require completeness, just part of it.
I chose the former, with a £2,000 upfront, respected Mr. ‘Fool’, is my decision correct?
10,000 pounds... Klein's mouth moved for a moment, and then forced himself to turn his mind to another direction:
The assistant of Sequence 5 should be the intruder of the diviner’s path, right?
Let's take it as you first, and expect the enemy to be lenient...
Does Mr. A have the ability, will he take money and not do anything...
The main priest of the disaster, the prophet, the manipulator and the Darkless One should all belong to Sequence 4, which is the threshold for the high sequence...
Mr. A is very likely to be one of the twenty-two divine envoys of the Aurora Society. Being stationed in Beckland, the capital of the ten thousand capitals, shows that his status is second only to the five saints at the highest level, and he is the best among the divine envoys...
The Aurora Society masters the secret prayer path, which is the path directly close to the real Creator. As a divine messenger, he is likely to be an extraordinary person in this sequence chain. Based on Beckland's status, it can be initially judged that he has Sequence 5, he is a shepherd, and of course, he may also be the lower Bishop of Rose, but in other aspects, such as his mind, he is more outstanding...
Ms. Justice must be reminded that you cannot have too much contact with Mr. A. The extraordinary person of the secret prayer path is either a madman who has shown abnormality or a madman who is hidden very deeply, with almost no exception... The sequence of this path 8 Listeners, but they often hear the voice of the real Creator...
Well, only the madman will boldly take on the task of assassinating Ambassador Intis, and have the courage to complete...
I have some of the Dark-free potion recipes, and corresponding advanced rituals, which can save Miss Justice 10,000 pounds…
Why does Mr. A just need the recipe for the Darkless, the Catastrophe Priest, the Prophet and the Manipulator?
Is this a path that can be exchanged with the Secret Prayer in a high sequence?
There are a little too many Ah, so there are five...
The Dark One is from the Eternal Sun, the Catholic Priest, the name is like the Lord of the Storm, or the Goddess of the Night... I used to judge that the paths of the Eternal Sun, the Lord of the Storm, the God of Knowledge and Wisdom belong to the similar sequence, so they are hostile to each other. In this way, the Catholic Priest belongs to the Lord of the Storm, the Sequence 4 of the Sailor Path, and the Prophet is from the God of Knowledge and Wisdom...
Which way is the operator?
They can actually be interchanged with the sequence corresponding to the real Creator, which is a bit interesting...
Well... you can't give the recipe for the Darkless One to Mr. A, and some of them are not. The members of the Aurora Society are all crazy people who are looking for opportunities to retaliate against the world and endanger public safety at any time. Strategic things cannot be traded to them... This is not only a bottom line issue, but also involves their own safety. Once the time is ripe, those lunatics in the Aurora Society can really sacrifice to the entire city...
Let Miss Justice spend the 10,000 pounds, which included the reward she had reserved for me to give, and I could compensate her with knowledge... Klein reached out and pinched his cheek.
He did not respond to justice for the time being, but instead showed paper and pen and prepared to make divination.
The friend Marichi said was not completely understood by Klein, so he could only judge from the pronoun. She was a woman. If she wanted to directly divine whether the other party was reliable, failure was an inevitable result.
However, Klein can indirectly divine and indirectly divine according to his own safety, so the success rate will be much higher.
As for whether it will be disturbed, how accurate the result is, because there is a barrier of gray fog, he is not worried at all.
After thinking for more than ten seconds, Klein wrote:
It was risky for me to hire that friend Marichi to be a bodyguard for three days.
Putting down the pen and untie the spirit pen, Klein restrained his spirit and quickly did divination.
When he opened his eyes, he saw the citrine pendant rotating clockwise, but the amplitude was very small and the speed was very slow.
There is a certain risk, but it is quite low...reliable... Klein nodded gently and changed to Mr. A.
Similarly, he had no direct contact with Mr. A, and all his understanding was based on retelling and inference. It was difficult to get an answer if he had the ability and was willing to keep his promise. He could only start from another aspect and indirectly divination.
As an excellent diviner, Klein quickly determined his direction, which was the Ambassador of Diviner Berkeron!
This ambassador has a lot of involvement with him, and the corresponding information is more detailed. Even if the other party is involved in something, Klein knows very well that there is no problem as a divination target.
After thinking for a while, Klein wrote:
Berkeron lets Madan be subjected to a fatal threat from Mr. A.
In this divination that is not very sure, he tried his best to blur the sentences and did not set the results to avoid failure.
This time, Klein saw that the spirit pendulum still rotated clockwise, but the speed became faster and the amplitude increased.
It means that Mr. A will complete the task and there is a great possibility of success... Klein breathed slowly and began to respond to Miss Justice's prayer:
Can.
Your decision is fine.
Never come forward by yourself.
My relative hopes to get 1,000 pounds of activity funding, which is the same as before, and it is best to complete it tomorrow.
This will offset the recipe of the "Prayering Light" and you no longer need to collect information from the intensive practice. However, if you can get additional information, I will trade with you.
Knowing that the intruder was an extraordinary person in the diviner's path, Klein's need for the Secretariat's intelligence was less urgent.
He originally wanted more money than 1,000 pounds, but considering that Miss Justice had to pay 10,000 pounds for the assassination of the ambassador, the financial situation would definitely become stretched, so he could only give a bottom line.
After doing all this, Klein didn't stay for much and immediately returned to the real world.
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Audrey was holding a musical score and humming the melody lightly, and the red moon appeared and disappeared outside the window.
Suddenly, a thick gray mist appeared in front of her eyes, and a figure stood high on an ancient chair, looking down at the bottom, opening a deep mouth.
After hearing Mr. Fool's response, Audrey suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and was no longer so nervous.
£1,000... My debts at Mr. Fool's Fool were almost paid off... I felt a lot more relaxed... Audrey leaned the score on her chest and thought lightly.
Although she had only 1,000 pounds per month for a long time, she was very embarrassed, but she gritted her teeth and squeezed out 1,000 pounds.
Borrow more from Glylint and have more installments... Audrey has a good tutor in this regard, after all, her father is the big banker behind the scenes.
…………
At noon Thursday, Klein heard the illusory prayer again. After confirmation, Miss Justice had already deposited the money into the bearer account.
The bank reconciliation and liquidation within the Beckland range can be completed on the same day, which means that Klein can withdraw the cash from every branch in the city starting on Friday.
After lunch, Klein met Marie Gale again, and the two of them rode in a carriage towards the Kragg Club.
Before the driver outside sat down, Klein snapped his fingers, lifted up his crotch, revealing the arrogant and high-spirited dragon under his crotch. He pressed Mary's head down and pushed it directly into his deep throat. Feeling the well-behaved Mary's cooperation with swallowing Han, Klein breathed comfortably.
Um... Mary, who was pushed into deep throat by Klein, who had no idea of the beauty of her pity, quickly adapted to Klein's stubbornness and recklessness. She put her hands together, one stroked the uninfiltrated root, and the other rubbed two equally swollen testicles. Her little mouth was trying to push Klein's cock deeper.
The hard and red genitals were extremely sensitive at this time, and the comfort brought by the warm and humid surround made Klein dizzy.
With the gentle cooperation of Mary, the original irritability and impulse gradually faded away, and the turbid and stagnant eyes gradually became clear.
Hearing the sound of the thicker and more rapid breathing gradually subsided, Mary looked up at Klein, but did not stop the movement between her hands and mouth. She looked a little scary, as if she wanted to swallow her alive.
Without any hesitation, Mary continued to serve Klein conscientiously.
Klein then realized that her face was flushed by Klein, and she had a few uncomfortable tears hanging on the corners of her eyes. Her face was a little embarrassed. Klein rubbed Mary's hair with pain. Klein helped Mary's thin waist up, lifted up the water-green silk skirt outside her, rolled it up around her waist, and lifted her small underwear. A small pink slit under the towering snow mound was shining with crystal water.
At this time, the carriage was driving suddenly stopped suddenly. Under the momentum of forward force, the penis that had just been inserted into the tender pussy went straight in. The wet pussy swallowed the entire glans and poked Mary with a muffled groan.
Hum~ It's so big... A very satisfied moan hummed out of Mary's mouth and inserted it into this land that had just been reclaimed again.
The tightness in the vagina is really visible to the urethra or the penis is visible, and it seems that it recovers very quickly.
Mary bit her lower lip, and her whole body trembled and accepted Klein's overswelling cock. She even tried to lift her tender buttocks, trying to swallow Klein's cock completely.
While thrusting his crotch, Klein splashed the honey juice from the woman who was busy catching the rape, while using his hands to smooth out the young woman's long hair flushed on her face.
The carriage was already hot. Mary was pressed by Klein in front of the car window, with a thick and lush face. Klein thrust hard and gave it away despite his pity. He had a feeling of being in water with his true love slave, both physically and mentally.
Feeling the heat flow in Mary's cavity surging, Klein felt the pleasure doubled again. Klein grabbed the young woman's soft buttocks with both hands, and another round of vigorous thrust like sparks. Each note seemed to pierce the beauty in front of him and then quickly.
Too...too big...too...too hard. The young woman was yelling, as if she was blaming Klein, and as if she was whispering to vent her desire ignited by Klein.
Seeing that the young woman who was in love with her in front of her was still worried about complaining, Klein launched another round of attack, and his speed accelerated again. He remembered that all the roots were infiltrated, and the roots of the flesh were like burnt red iron rods and poked in the tender ointment, pulling out a trace of sticky vaginal fluid, wrapping the hot penis and splashing.
Mary suddenly felt the giant stick in her vagina swelling again and it was burning like fire, as if she wanted to crack her flower path. As the rhythm gradually improved, she had no time to look at it, so she could only hang her wrist rings on Klein's neck, allowing the tide of fast beauty and stimulation to flush every nerve of her.
Klein tried his best to stab the beauty out of her original position, pushed her to the window in the corner of the car seat, and shed a greasy wet mark wherever she passed.
At this time, his posture had already changed. Mary's body was lying beside the window, her beautiful legs were kneeling in the car seat in front of the window, her curd and buttocks were forced to lift her buttocks, and she opened the door with shame, and welcomed Klein to enter. At this time, she
I just felt that the depths were sore and soft that I almost vomited.
Well... well... so awesome... it's here... I can't do it~ YīngYīngYīng... As the woman in the car climbed to a climax,
Madam, get to the club. Although the coachman was curious that there was no sound in the carriage, as if no one was riding, he still made a prompt reminder before arriving at the destination.
Ah had a climaxing moan, and Mary, who was fucked by Klein in the carriage, heard the driver's voice and was just exhausted, but she actually threw it out at this moment.
She was unable to do anything about her clones, and she could only spew out her vaginal fluid during the orgasm spasm, allowing it to splash onto the wooden board in the car.
Outside the Kragg Club, two members are waiting there.
One is the well-known surgeon Alan Krees, and the other is the noble equestrian teacher Talim Dumont.
After greeting each other, Alan, a tall and frigid doctor, entered the club first, while Talim, an equestrian teacher with short brown curly hair, walked and smiled:
If Mary hadn't mentioned you, I wouldn't have known that Beckland had an excellent detective. If there was anything to be entrusted in the future, I would have found you.
Then I'll thank you here in advance.Klein responded with a smile.
According to Mary's introduction in the car with sexy breathing, he knew that Talim was originally a noble child and had a viscount in his ancestors. Unfortunately, his family property was squandered by his grandfather. For this reason, his father had nearly ten brothers and more than six sisters. As a land noble, when the land he owned was lowered below the standard line, the hereditary title would be reduced, but it also depends on the king's mood.
Talim could not get a considerable amount of money to do business as an adult like other noble children. Because of his grandfather's reputation, he had no channels to enter the government as an employee, or to work as a housekeeper in other noble families. He could only use his expertise and became a teacher of many nobles in equestrianism. His income was quite rich, with about 400 pounds a year.
Alas, divorce is really a poor thing.Talim didn't know whether he was alluding to Mary Gale or thinking of his grandfather who looked more like the Intis.
Klein couldn't answer the conversation, so he could only follow the other party into the Kragg Club and saw a spacious and bright hall.
During this process, he heard the illusory layering of prayers and vaguely recognized that this came from the lady.
After experiencing the destruction of the real creator's whisper, my ability in this area seemed to have improved a little... Klein flipped the newspaper thoughtfully, sitting half-sitting and half-lying on the easy chair without moving.
It was not until the pointer of the pocket watch was approaching 10 o'clock that he put down his things and went to the bathroom on the second floor to clean himself.
Entering the bedroom and pulling the curtains, Klein skillfully came to the grey fog and saw the crimson star symbolizing justice constantly expanding and contracting, and bringing the echo of prayers.
Klein spread his spirituality and left in contact. Miss Justice in a light white silk nightgown immediately appeared in front of him.
Her image is still very blurry, as if she is lying on the bed.
After reciting the name of the Lord, Audrey got to the topic:
Ambassador Berkeron is the "conspirator" of the "Hunter" pathway sequence 6, and has the assistant of the suspected sequence 5...
After I got the detailed information, I asked someone to ask Mr. A. He agreed to take over the task of assassinating Ambassador Berkeron, but the condition was 10,000 gold pounds, or the potion formula of one of the 'Darkless', 'Disaster Priest', 'Prophet' and 'Manipulator'. This does not require completeness, just part of it.
I chose the former, with a £2,000 upfront, respected Mr. ‘Fool’, is my decision correct?
10,000 pounds... Klein's mouth moved for a moment, and then forced himself to turn his mind to another direction:
The assistant of Sequence 5 should be the intruder of the diviner’s path, right?
Let's take it as you first, and expect the enemy to be lenient...
Does Mr. A have the ability, will he take money and not do anything...
The main priest of the disaster, the prophet, the manipulator and the Darkless One should all belong to Sequence 4, which is the threshold for the high sequence...
Mr. A is very likely to be one of the twenty-two divine envoys of the Aurora Society. Being stationed in Beckland, the capital of the ten thousand capitals, shows that his status is second only to the five saints at the highest level, and he is the best among the divine envoys...
The Aurora Society masters the secret prayer path, which is the path directly close to the real Creator. As a divine messenger, he is likely to be an extraordinary person in this sequence chain. Based on Beckland's status, it can be initially judged that he has Sequence 5, he is a shepherd, and of course, he may also be the lower Bishop of Rose, but in other aspects, such as his mind, he is more outstanding...
Ms. Justice must be reminded that you cannot have too much contact with Mr. A. The extraordinary person of the secret prayer path is either a madman who has shown abnormality or a madman who is hidden very deeply, with almost no exception... The sequence of this path 8 Listeners, but they often hear the voice of the real Creator...
Well, only the madman will boldly take on the task of assassinating Ambassador Intis, and have the courage to complete...
I have some of the Dark-free potion recipes, and corresponding advanced rituals, which can save Miss Justice 10,000 pounds…
Why does Mr. A just need the recipe for the Darkless, the Catastrophe Priest, the Prophet and the Manipulator?
Is this a path that can be exchanged with the Secret Prayer in a high sequence?
There are a little too many Ah, so there are five...
The Dark One is from the Eternal Sun, the Catholic Priest, the name is like the Lord of the Storm, or the Goddess of the Night... I used to judge that the paths of the Eternal Sun, the Lord of the Storm, the God of Knowledge and Wisdom belong to the similar sequence, so they are hostile to each other. In this way, the Catholic Priest belongs to the Lord of the Storm, the Sequence 4 of the Sailor Path, and the Prophet is from the God of Knowledge and Wisdom...
Which way is the operator?
They can actually be interchanged with the sequence corresponding to the real Creator, which is a bit interesting...
Well... you can't give the recipe for the Darkless One to Mr. A, and some of them are not. The members of the Aurora Society are all crazy people who are looking for opportunities to retaliate against the world and endanger public safety at any time. Strategic things cannot be traded to them... This is not only a bottom line issue, but also involves their own safety. Once the time is ripe, those lunatics in the Aurora Society can really sacrifice to the entire city...
Let Miss Justice spend the 10,000 pounds, which included the reward she had reserved for me to give, and I could compensate her with knowledge... Klein reached out and pinched his cheek.
He did not respond to justice for the time being, but instead showed paper and pen and prepared to make divination.
The friend Marichi said was not completely understood by Klein, so he could only judge from the pronoun. She was a woman. If she wanted to directly divine whether the other party was reliable, failure was an inevitable result.
However, Klein can indirectly divine and indirectly divine according to his own safety, so the success rate will be much higher.
As for whether it will be disturbed, how accurate the result is, because there is a barrier of gray fog, he is not worried at all.
After thinking for more than ten seconds, Klein wrote:
It was risky for me to hire that friend Marichi to be a bodyguard for three days.
Putting down the pen and untie the spirit pen, Klein restrained his spirit and quickly did divination.
When he opened his eyes, he saw the citrine pendant rotating clockwise, but the amplitude was very small and the speed was very slow.
There is a certain risk, but it is quite low...reliable... Klein nodded gently and changed to Mr. A.
Similarly, he had no direct contact with Mr. A, and all his understanding was based on retelling and inference. It was difficult to get an answer if he had the ability and was willing to keep his promise. He could only start from another aspect and indirectly divination.
As an excellent diviner, Klein quickly determined his direction, which was the Ambassador of Diviner Berkeron!
This ambassador has a lot of involvement with him, and the corresponding information is more detailed. Even if the other party is involved in something, Klein knows very well that there is no problem as a divination target.
After thinking for a while, Klein wrote:
Berkeron lets Madan be subjected to a fatal threat from Mr. A.
In this divination that is not very sure, he tried his best to blur the sentences and did not set the results to avoid failure.
This time, Klein saw that the spirit pendulum still rotated clockwise, but the speed became faster and the amplitude increased.
It means that Mr. A will complete the task and there is a great possibility of success... Klein breathed slowly and began to respond to Miss Justice's prayer:
Can.
Your decision is fine.
Never come forward by yourself.
My relative hopes to get 1,000 pounds of activity funding, which is the same as before, and it is best to complete it tomorrow.
This will offset the recipe of the "Prayering Light" and you no longer need to collect information from the intensive practice. However, if you can get additional information, I will trade with you.
Knowing that the intruder was an extraordinary person in the diviner's path, Klein's need for the Secretariat's intelligence was less urgent.
He originally wanted more money than 1,000 pounds, but considering that Miss Justice had to pay 10,000 pounds for the assassination of the ambassador, the financial situation would definitely become stretched, so he could only give a bottom line.
After doing all this, Klein didn't stay for much and immediately returned to the real world.
…………
Audrey was holding a musical score and humming the melody lightly, and the red moon appeared and disappeared outside the window.
Suddenly, a thick gray mist appeared in front of her eyes, and a figure stood high on an ancient chair, looking down at the bottom, opening a deep mouth.
After hearing Mr. Fool's response, Audrey suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and was no longer so nervous.
£1,000... My debts at Mr. Fool's Fool were almost paid off... I felt a lot more relaxed... Audrey leaned the score on her chest and thought lightly.
Although she had only 1,000 pounds per month for a long time, she was very embarrassed, but she gritted her teeth and squeezed out 1,000 pounds.
Borrow more from Glylint and have more installments... Audrey has a good tutor in this regard, after all, her father is the big banker behind the scenes.
…………
At noon Thursday, Klein heard the illusory prayer again. After confirmation, Miss Justice had already deposited the money into the bearer account.
The bank reconciliation and liquidation within the Beckland range can be completed on the same day, which means that Klein can withdraw the cash from every branch in the city starting on Friday.
After lunch, Klein met Marie Gale again, and the two of them rode in a carriage towards the Kragg Club.
Before the driver outside sat down, Klein snapped his fingers, lifted up his crotch, revealing the arrogant and high-spirited dragon under his crotch. He pressed Mary's head down and pushed it directly into his deep throat. Feeling the well-behaved Mary's cooperation with swallowing Han, Klein breathed comfortably.
Um... Mary, who was pushed into deep throat by Klein, who had no idea of the beauty of her pity, quickly adapted to Klein's stubbornness and recklessness. She put her hands together, one stroked the uninfiltrated root, and the other rubbed two equally swollen testicles. Her little mouth was trying to push Klein's cock deeper.
The hard and red genitals were extremely sensitive at this time, and the comfort brought by the warm and humid surround made Klein dizzy.
With the gentle cooperation of Mary, the original irritability and impulse gradually faded away, and the turbid and stagnant eyes gradually became clear.
Hearing the sound of the thicker and more rapid breathing gradually subsided, Mary looked up at Klein, but did not stop the movement between her hands and mouth. She looked a little scary, as if she wanted to swallow her alive.
Without any hesitation, Mary continued to serve Klein conscientiously.
Klein then realized that her face was flushed by Klein, and she had a few uncomfortable tears hanging on the corners of her eyes. Her face was a little embarrassed. Klein rubbed Mary's hair with pain. Klein helped Mary's thin waist up, lifted up the water-green silk skirt outside her, rolled it up around her waist, and lifted her small underwear. A small pink slit under the towering snow mound was shining with crystal water.
At this time, the carriage was driving suddenly stopped suddenly. Under the momentum of forward force, the penis that had just been inserted into the tender pussy went straight in. The wet pussy swallowed the entire glans and poked Mary with a muffled groan.
Hum~ It's so big... A very satisfied moan hummed out of Mary's mouth and inserted it into this land that had just been reclaimed again.
The tightness in the vagina is really visible to the urethra or the penis is visible, and it seems that it recovers very quickly.
Mary bit her lower lip, and her whole body trembled and accepted Klein's overswelling cock. She even tried to lift her tender buttocks, trying to swallow Klein's cock completely.
While thrusting his crotch, Klein splashed the honey juice from the woman who was busy catching the rape, while using his hands to smooth out the young woman's long hair flushed on her face.
The carriage was already hot. Mary was pressed by Klein in front of the car window, with a thick and lush face. Klein thrust hard and gave it away despite his pity. He had a feeling of being in water with his true love slave, both physically and mentally.
Feeling the heat flow in Mary's cavity surging, Klein felt the pleasure doubled again. Klein grabbed the young woman's soft buttocks with both hands, and another round of vigorous thrust like sparks. Each note seemed to pierce the beauty in front of him and then quickly.
Too...too big...too...too hard. The young woman was yelling, as if she was blaming Klein, and as if she was whispering to vent her desire ignited by Klein.
Seeing that the young woman who was in love with her in front of her was still worried about complaining, Klein launched another round of attack, and his speed accelerated again. He remembered that all the roots were infiltrated, and the roots of the flesh were like burnt red iron rods and poked in the tender ointment, pulling out a trace of sticky vaginal fluid, wrapping the hot penis and splashing.
Mary suddenly felt the giant stick in her vagina swelling again and it was burning like fire, as if she wanted to crack her flower path. As the rhythm gradually improved, she had no time to look at it, so she could only hang her wrist rings on Klein's neck, allowing the tide of fast beauty and stimulation to flush every nerve of her.
Klein tried his best to stab the beauty out of her original position, pushed her to the window in the corner of the car seat, and shed a greasy wet mark wherever she passed.
At this time, his posture had already changed. Mary's body was lying beside the window, her beautiful legs were kneeling in the car seat in front of the window, her curd and buttocks were forced to lift her buttocks, and she opened the door with shame, and welcomed Klein to enter. At this time, she
I just felt that the depths were sore and soft that I almost vomited.
Well... well... so awesome... it's here... I can't do it~ YīngYīngYīng... As the woman in the car climbed to a climax,
Madam, get to the club. Although the coachman was curious that there was no sound in the carriage, as if no one was riding, he still made a prompt reminder before arriving at the destination.
Ah had a climaxing moan, and Mary, who was fucked by Klein in the carriage, heard the driver's voice and was just exhausted, but she actually threw it out at this moment.
She was unable to do anything about her clones, and she could only spew out her vaginal fluid during the orgasm spasm, allowing it to splash onto the wooden board in the car.
Outside the Kragg Club, two members are waiting there.
One is the well-known surgeon Alan Krees, and the other is the noble equestrian teacher Talim Dumont.
After greeting each other, Alan, a tall and frigid doctor, entered the club first, while Talim, an equestrian teacher with short brown curly hair, walked and smiled:
If Mary hadn't mentioned you, I wouldn't have known that Beckland had an excellent detective. If there was anything to be entrusted in the future, I would have found you.
Then I'll thank you here in advance.Klein responded with a smile.
According to Mary's introduction in the car with sexy breathing, he knew that Talim was originally a noble child and had a viscount in his ancestors. Unfortunately, his family property was squandered by his grandfather. For this reason, his father had nearly ten brothers and more than six sisters. As a land noble, when the land he owned was lowered below the standard line, the hereditary title would be reduced, but it also depends on the king's mood.
Talim could not get a considerable amount of money to do business as an adult like other noble children. Because of his grandfather's reputation, he had no channels to enter the government as an employee, or to work as a housekeeper in other noble families. He could only use his expertise and became a teacher of many nobles in equestrianism. His income was quite rich, with about 400 pounds a year.
Alas, divorce is really a poor thing.Talim didn't know whether he was alluding to Mary Gale or thinking of his grandfather who looked more like the Intis.
Klein couldn't answer the conversation, so he could only follow the other party into the Kragg Club and saw a spacious and bright hall.
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