Most of the houses in Gulain are built along the circling roads, and sometimes there are relatively flat and open places, such as squares or markets.
With his luggage, Klein took his luggage and, with the spiritual intuition of the diviner, he randomly picked a direction and looked for the relatively lively bar along the way.
There are not many horse-drawn carriages on the road, and it took a long time to see one or two cars.
The most popular means of transportation in Dongbailang is the coffin, which originates from the custom of worship of the god of death and the view of the coffin as an object that can bring peace and peace. Therefore, Klein can always see several people passing by with a black coffin. The lid is much thinner than normal, like a car door that can be opened at will.
Two people carried, four people carried, eight people carried, horses or single-horned sheep... Such folk customs are a bit scary at night. Well, it is not much better during the day, and the whole city looks gloomy... While admiring the scenery beside the road, Klein walked into a square. On the left is the church of Lord of the Storm, and on the right are restaurants, bars and other shops.
When he stopped, the coffin carried by four people was placed down on the side of the road.
As the lid opened, the passenger lying in the coffin stood up and stepped out. It was a North Continental gentleman wearing a white shirt and a black vest.
The gentleman's formal outfit was always placed on his arms until he left the coffin and was not covered with it.
Then, Klein watched the gentleman go straight to the church of Lord of the Storm and walked in.
This really has a wonderful sense of incongruity... Didn’t the Storm Church always like to change colonial customs and force Ruin to do that?
Why don’t you do this in Dongbailang?
Because the path of death and the path of night belong to the similar types, the Church of Storm hopes to preserve the folk customs of certain areas of death to restrain the spread of the church of the Night?
Klein nodded thoughtfully, turned to the row of buildings on the right, ready to enter one of the bars.
With this on-site experience, he vaguely understood why the ancient clothing style of the Bailang Empire written in many historical books was like that.
I like to wear pants, I like lightweight types, and have wrinkles as the beauty... Isn't this just a coffin convenient for going out and lying on it?
Klein smiled and shook his head, pushed open the heavy wooden door of the bar, squeezed past the drunks, and walked towards the bar area.
At this time, two military stalkers were afraid of exposure and had just walked to the door.
Grasping the short gap, Klein suddenly turned, swims through the crowd like a fish, and runs towards the back door area of the bar.
Although he didn't know Du Tanyu, he could understand the drawn signs and know where the bathroom was and where the customers stopped.
After going around to an invisible area at the gate, Klein shook his shoulders and quickly took off his coat and put it on his arms.
Immediately afterwards, he clamped his gold-inlaid cane, covered his face with his palm, slowed down his pace, changed direction again, and headed towards the bar gate.
When he was nearly ten meters away from the place where he took off his coat, Klein put down his right hand pressed on his face, and his image had been completely changed.
His gray temples, deep eyes, and elegant temperament all disappeared, replaced by the appearance of Lu Benren who can be seen everywhere in the Northern Continent.
Carrying his luggage and holding his cane, Klein walked calmly towards the two military stalkers, and passed by them as they looked around and left the bar as they searched for Dawn Dances.
Whether it is stalking or counter-stalking, they are the strengths of Faceless Man!
Back in the square, Klein turned into a small alley that led to the heights, intending to go somewhere else to find hotel accommodation.
While walking on the secluded and young road, he suddenly heard the horrified shouts of women.
The sound ended abruptly for only a short time.
Although he couldn't understand what the other party was shouting, Crane could feel the fear, fear, and panic, so he made a mistake and entered a narrower path without pedestrians.
Within ten seconds, he saw a local man in his thirties with brown skin and softer facial features pressing on a little girl of up to thirteen or fourteen years old, and using violence to infringe on.
Klein glanced, slowed down and stopped in the nearby shadow.
At this time, the little girl's face was distorted by extreme panic, but no matter how hard she struggled, it was difficult to get rid of it, and even brought about a beating.
Her tears and snot flowed down, her mouth was filled with clothes and rags, and she could only make a whimpering sound.
At this moment, she was shocked to find that the bad guy was trying to take off his clothes and slowed down.
... She had no time to think about what was going on. She subconsciously looked at the bad guy and saw that the other person's eyes were wide open and his face was slowly pulling, unable to piece together a complete expression. Then, her hands and feet twitched and stopped and continued what had just happened, but she was easily avoided.
The little girl instinctively pushed the other party, and it actually produced an excellent effect. She was lighter and she quickly stood up and was about to escape. But her legs couldn't help but become weak. After running a few steps, she was tripped by a stone and almost fell to the ground.
At this time, she heard footsteps sounding behind her, and her heart became more and more panicked, and her hands and feet became more and more panicked.
Then, the footsteps stopped.
The little girl subconsciously looked back and saw the bad guy standing two meters away, his joints rusted, making various strange movements.
What happened... The little girl felt like she was dreaming.
The local man with brown skin struggled for a while, finally calmed down, smiled, and said in a frank way:
If you meet someone like me again in the future, remember to run to the nearest church or places with a lot of people.
The little girl was stunned for a moment, suddenly screamed, and turned around and ran away.
Subconsciously, she chose the direction of the square church.
When the secluded corner returned to peace, the brown-skinned local man turned his head and looked at the nearby shadows, watching Klein walk out from there.
The new secret puppet... is not strong enough, is not quick enough, has extraordinary abilities, and looks more ferocious. Except for being honest, it is useless.Klein made a brief assessment in his heart. If it weren't for his evildoing and I didn't understand the local language, I really wanted to bury him directly.
He couldn't help but compare this with the previous secret puppet, General Seniore, the blood:
Seniore is a 'resentful soul', able to do 'misole jump', able to hide in the reflective place of gold coins, and don't worry about being seen... He also has a roar of resentful soul and possession ability, which is perfectly matched with the Secret Ode Master...
Most importantly, he would also speak frankly...
Compared with him, this secret puppet is the difference between 1 pence and 42,000 gold pounds.
I don’t know what the name is, I can only apply my abilities to sense superficial thoughts and cannot read deeper memories unless I encounter an acquaintance and familiar object, and the spirit changes accordingly, and ‘spout’ more information... It’s called Afu, no, Afu.
Klein rubbed his forehead and sighed, leaving the area with his new secret puppet before the little girl attracted the clergy.
Not long after, he used the translation of the Secret Puppet to find a hotel to stay in the area where the prosperous and backward borders of Gulain City. This did not require any identification documents, even though Klein had turned his appearance into a typical local race on the way.
There is a lack of effective administrative management than those colonies at sea... Klein put his luggage and threw most of the cash he carried with him into the fog, leaving only 50 pounds for daily expenses.
At the same time, because he had passed through the violent sea, he no longer had to worry about causing changes. He took out the copper whistle and iron cigarette box from the mysterious space above the gray fog to facilitate Mr. Azke to locate when he came over.
After finishing busy with these things, he had already solved the dinner on the passenger ship and immediately got free and decided to seize the time to find a second secret.
As for how to find it, Klein, who is not well aware of all aspects of Gulain City, plans to use the expertise of the diviner to find it with mystical means!
Taking Off and out of the hotel, Klein broke a branch of the Doningsman tree, used it as a divine stick, and meditated skillfully and whispered:
The location of the new secret puppet.
In the quiet environment, pairs of indifferent eyes seemed to pass through the barrier between illusion and reality, and they were staring at the divine stick.
The branches swelled up, pointing out a direction.
After walking forward for a while and divination, Klein followed the revelation he gained and walked around and arrived at a steep staircase.
This staircase connects several levels of Gulain's road, and you have to look up to see the top. At this moment, there is no one.
The revelation given by divination is indeed here... Why is there no one?Because it was not a divination done on the gray fog, the result was not accurate?However, I am also the "secret master" of Sequence 5. My divination ability is definitely at the forefront below the high sequence... Klein frowned slightly, looked around, but couldn't find any target.
He thought about it, walked towards the stairs, sat in the shadow at the bottom and the edges, and waited with little confidence and boredom.
After a few minutes, he stood up again and let the Secret Ouf sit in his seat just now.
Then, Klein himself opened the distance and hid in a hidden place nearly two hundred meters away.
…………
Gulain City, lower lip area.
Leonard Mitchell, Daly Simone and others followed Red Gloves team captain Souther to a neighborhood.
With the hiding of the night, Soster once again emphasized to all the operators:
Our goal this time is Ulika, who lives in House No. 13, who is a very important member of the Spiritual Order and is responsible for contacting different groups in the Beckland area.
Although all the information shows that he is not a demigod, in order to prevent accidents, I still applied for a ‘1’ seal, and the 'Eye of the Goddess' is ready to provide assistance at any time.
Also, most of the residents in this block are locals, so you have to be careful that they are also members of the Spiritual Cult.
With his luggage, Klein took his luggage and, with the spiritual intuition of the diviner, he randomly picked a direction and looked for the relatively lively bar along the way.
There are not many horse-drawn carriages on the road, and it took a long time to see one or two cars.
The most popular means of transportation in Dongbailang is the coffin, which originates from the custom of worship of the god of death and the view of the coffin as an object that can bring peace and peace. Therefore, Klein can always see several people passing by with a black coffin. The lid is much thinner than normal, like a car door that can be opened at will.
Two people carried, four people carried, eight people carried, horses or single-horned sheep... Such folk customs are a bit scary at night. Well, it is not much better during the day, and the whole city looks gloomy... While admiring the scenery beside the road, Klein walked into a square. On the left is the church of Lord of the Storm, and on the right are restaurants, bars and other shops.
When he stopped, the coffin carried by four people was placed down on the side of the road.
As the lid opened, the passenger lying in the coffin stood up and stepped out. It was a North Continental gentleman wearing a white shirt and a black vest.
The gentleman's formal outfit was always placed on his arms until he left the coffin and was not covered with it.
Then, Klein watched the gentleman go straight to the church of Lord of the Storm and walked in.
This really has a wonderful sense of incongruity... Didn’t the Storm Church always like to change colonial customs and force Ruin to do that?
Why don’t you do this in Dongbailang?
Because the path of death and the path of night belong to the similar types, the Church of Storm hopes to preserve the folk customs of certain areas of death to restrain the spread of the church of the Night?
Klein nodded thoughtfully, turned to the row of buildings on the right, ready to enter one of the bars.
With this on-site experience, he vaguely understood why the ancient clothing style of the Bailang Empire written in many historical books was like that.
I like to wear pants, I like lightweight types, and have wrinkles as the beauty... Isn't this just a coffin convenient for going out and lying on it?
Klein smiled and shook his head, pushed open the heavy wooden door of the bar, squeezed past the drunks, and walked towards the bar area.
At this time, two military stalkers were afraid of exposure and had just walked to the door.
Grasping the short gap, Klein suddenly turned, swims through the crowd like a fish, and runs towards the back door area of the bar.
Although he didn't know Du Tanyu, he could understand the drawn signs and know where the bathroom was and where the customers stopped.
After going around to an invisible area at the gate, Klein shook his shoulders and quickly took off his coat and put it on his arms.
Immediately afterwards, he clamped his gold-inlaid cane, covered his face with his palm, slowed down his pace, changed direction again, and headed towards the bar gate.
When he was nearly ten meters away from the place where he took off his coat, Klein put down his right hand pressed on his face, and his image had been completely changed.
His gray temples, deep eyes, and elegant temperament all disappeared, replaced by the appearance of Lu Benren who can be seen everywhere in the Northern Continent.
Carrying his luggage and holding his cane, Klein walked calmly towards the two military stalkers, and passed by them as they looked around and left the bar as they searched for Dawn Dances.
Whether it is stalking or counter-stalking, they are the strengths of Faceless Man!
Back in the square, Klein turned into a small alley that led to the heights, intending to go somewhere else to find hotel accommodation.
While walking on the secluded and young road, he suddenly heard the horrified shouts of women.
The sound ended abruptly for only a short time.
Although he couldn't understand what the other party was shouting, Crane could feel the fear, fear, and panic, so he made a mistake and entered a narrower path without pedestrians.
Within ten seconds, he saw a local man in his thirties with brown skin and softer facial features pressing on a little girl of up to thirteen or fourteen years old, and using violence to infringe on.
Klein glanced, slowed down and stopped in the nearby shadow.
At this time, the little girl's face was distorted by extreme panic, but no matter how hard she struggled, it was difficult to get rid of it, and even brought about a beating.
Her tears and snot flowed down, her mouth was filled with clothes and rags, and she could only make a whimpering sound.
At this moment, she was shocked to find that the bad guy was trying to take off his clothes and slowed down.
... She had no time to think about what was going on. She subconsciously looked at the bad guy and saw that the other person's eyes were wide open and his face was slowly pulling, unable to piece together a complete expression. Then, her hands and feet twitched and stopped and continued what had just happened, but she was easily avoided.
The little girl instinctively pushed the other party, and it actually produced an excellent effect. She was lighter and she quickly stood up and was about to escape. But her legs couldn't help but become weak. After running a few steps, she was tripped by a stone and almost fell to the ground.
At this time, she heard footsteps sounding behind her, and her heart became more and more panicked, and her hands and feet became more and more panicked.
Then, the footsteps stopped.
The little girl subconsciously looked back and saw the bad guy standing two meters away, his joints rusted, making various strange movements.
What happened... The little girl felt like she was dreaming.
The local man with brown skin struggled for a while, finally calmed down, smiled, and said in a frank way:
If you meet someone like me again in the future, remember to run to the nearest church or places with a lot of people.
The little girl was stunned for a moment, suddenly screamed, and turned around and ran away.
Subconsciously, she chose the direction of the square church.
When the secluded corner returned to peace, the brown-skinned local man turned his head and looked at the nearby shadows, watching Klein walk out from there.
The new secret puppet... is not strong enough, is not quick enough, has extraordinary abilities, and looks more ferocious. Except for being honest, it is useless.Klein made a brief assessment in his heart. If it weren't for his evildoing and I didn't understand the local language, I really wanted to bury him directly.
He couldn't help but compare this with the previous secret puppet, General Seniore, the blood:
Seniore is a 'resentful soul', able to do 'misole jump', able to hide in the reflective place of gold coins, and don't worry about being seen... He also has a roar of resentful soul and possession ability, which is perfectly matched with the Secret Ode Master...
Most importantly, he would also speak frankly...
Compared with him, this secret puppet is the difference between 1 pence and 42,000 gold pounds.
I don’t know what the name is, I can only apply my abilities to sense superficial thoughts and cannot read deeper memories unless I encounter an acquaintance and familiar object, and the spirit changes accordingly, and ‘spout’ more information... It’s called Afu, no, Afu.
Klein rubbed his forehead and sighed, leaving the area with his new secret puppet before the little girl attracted the clergy.
Not long after, he used the translation of the Secret Puppet to find a hotel to stay in the area where the prosperous and backward borders of Gulain City. This did not require any identification documents, even though Klein had turned his appearance into a typical local race on the way.
There is a lack of effective administrative management than those colonies at sea... Klein put his luggage and threw most of the cash he carried with him into the fog, leaving only 50 pounds for daily expenses.
At the same time, because he had passed through the violent sea, he no longer had to worry about causing changes. He took out the copper whistle and iron cigarette box from the mysterious space above the gray fog to facilitate Mr. Azke to locate when he came over.
After finishing busy with these things, he had already solved the dinner on the passenger ship and immediately got free and decided to seize the time to find a second secret.
As for how to find it, Klein, who is not well aware of all aspects of Gulain City, plans to use the expertise of the diviner to find it with mystical means!
Taking Off and out of the hotel, Klein broke a branch of the Doningsman tree, used it as a divine stick, and meditated skillfully and whispered:
The location of the new secret puppet.
In the quiet environment, pairs of indifferent eyes seemed to pass through the barrier between illusion and reality, and they were staring at the divine stick.
The branches swelled up, pointing out a direction.
After walking forward for a while and divination, Klein followed the revelation he gained and walked around and arrived at a steep staircase.
This staircase connects several levels of Gulain's road, and you have to look up to see the top. At this moment, there is no one.
The revelation given by divination is indeed here... Why is there no one?Because it was not a divination done on the gray fog, the result was not accurate?However, I am also the "secret master" of Sequence 5. My divination ability is definitely at the forefront below the high sequence... Klein frowned slightly, looked around, but couldn't find any target.
He thought about it, walked towards the stairs, sat in the shadow at the bottom and the edges, and waited with little confidence and boredom.
After a few minutes, he stood up again and let the Secret Ouf sit in his seat just now.
Then, Klein himself opened the distance and hid in a hidden place nearly two hundred meters away.
…………
Gulain City, lower lip area.
Leonard Mitchell, Daly Simone and others followed Red Gloves team captain Souther to a neighborhood.
With the hiding of the night, Soster once again emphasized to all the operators:
Our goal this time is Ulika, who lives in House No. 13, who is a very important member of the Spiritual Order and is responsible for contacting different groups in the Beckland area.
Although all the information shows that he is not a demigod, in order to prevent accidents, I still applied for a ‘1’ seal, and the 'Eye of the Goddess' is ready to provide assistance at any time.
Also, most of the residents in this block are locals, so you have to be careful that they are also members of the Spiritual Cult.
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