On a clear moonlight night, in the garden at 160 Berklund Street.
A gray mouse crawled out of the cave and rushed to the bottom of the balcony of the master bedroom.
A very small ball of black things like a batter fell down and was pushed to the head by the mouse performing acrobatic performance.
It quickly turned around and ran out of 160 Berklund Street to the entrance to the nearby sewer.
At this time, the gray mouse raised its front half and poked out its two claws.
Its claws suddenly stretched strangely, and clusters of clearly visible muscles appeared on its front legs!
Then, it relied on its mutated front paws and moved the manhole cover away, making almost no sound!
Without pausing, the gray mouse penetrated into the sewer and came all the way to the place where the witch Tris was hiding.
It slashed in the corner and turned out a mirror fragment from the soil.
After doing all this, the gray mouse threw the paste-like black thing above his head to a cleaner place next to it, retreated to the corner of the wall, and slowly became longer and wider as if his body was pulled by an invisible person, turning into a middle-aged man wearing a dark infrared jacket and an old triangle hat, as if he was the blood general who was active on the sea in the past.
However, Seniore only had a thin layer of body and clothing, like a dummy cut out from paper.
The mouse is quite fat... The blood-like general raised his hand and touched his chin, and was blown by the cold wind in the sewer, and almost floated up.
It was Klein who spoke. He manipulated the line of spirits in the master bedroom, transformed a mouse into a secret puppet, sent it to carry ritual materials, and went to the sewer to try to contact the witch Triss.
Seniore, whose arms were twisting and twisting with the wind and movements, bent down and picked up the paste-like black thing, which was the item left over from Tris burning a strand of hair with black flames, which could be used as a contact ceremony.
Immediately afterwards, he wiped the mirror fragment and applied the material in his hand.
After completing this step, Klein asked the secret servant to take the mirror and take two steps back, and then stick it on the moss-covered wall, like a realistic oil painting.
…………
In the East Side, a room with heavy curtains and almost no light.
Black and smooth tentacles are wrapped together layer by layer, forming a huge ball.
At the tops of these tentacles, some are inlaid with black and white eyes, and some are growing into the head of a poisonous snake, with their mouths slightly apart and their spitting out a letter, all of which are strange and terrifying.
Suddenly, they either raised or retracted, and the spheres collapsed layer by layer.
In the center wrapped in the ball, there is a curled girl. She has an extremely sweet appearance, her brows are tightly frowned, and her expression is slightly distorted by pain, which is particularly pitying.
Those slippery and disgusting tentacles have all retracted at this time, quickly becoming smaller, and finally returning to their original appearance:
Black and shiny hair!
The girl covered with her long and soft hair calmed down and got up slowly. She walked to the bed that had been divided into small pieces, picked up the nightgown that had fallen to the ground, and put it on her body.
Then, she gathered her black hair, came to the full-body mirror, stretched out her right palm, and wiped the glass surface.
A layer of black flame ignited, quietly burning the air and quickly extinguished without a trace, leaving behind a mirror that had become dark and deep.
In the mirror, light and shadow floated, quickly presenting a dirty and muddy sewer environment. A middle-aged man wearing an old triangle hat and a dark infrared jacket was leaning thinly against the wall, looking down at the girl who was unknown distance, like a famous painting that came to life.
The girl with a rounder face and slender eyes looked at each other quietly for two seconds, then suddenly laughed.
As her smile bloomed, the room with almost no light seemed much brighter in an instant.
She then opened her lips lightly and said in a teasing tone:
Mr. Germansparrow, is this the madness and coldness of the strongest adventurer?
Or, I actually know a clown?
Klein was not surprised that the witch Triss could recognize her identity as Guerman Sparrow. After all, when he met with the other party, he used the image of the blood general Seniore, and the pirate general had long become Guerman Sparrow's prey.
Tris hid in the sewer due to injury, and had previously focused on investigations of revenge. He did not know the various news at sea, and did not know that the experience of the blood General was quite normal, but he could recover his health. After leaving there, if she did not find out the latest news about her partner, she could only say that she was completely unqualified in both the Assassin and the Instigator.
Obviously, Tris' past performance proves that she is bad, and her mind is still fine.
Cline did not argue, Seneol, who manipulated the paper man's state, smiled and responded simply:
Why can't the clown be crazy and cold?
Without waiting for Tris to answer, he turned to ask:
How much have you investigated the chief guard of the palace?
Tris looked a little gloomy and said:
It will take at least one month to achieve results, or even two months.
If you need any help, please contact me.Klein emphasized again.
Tris said:
In Beckland, in this game, power doesn't solve all problems.
Of course, I never waste the opportunity to take advantage of others.
Mr. Germansparrow, since there is no need to hide your identity, can you give me a more convenient way to contact me?
How could I feel like I was asked for a mobile phone number... Klein thought for a moment, and described the steps of summoning the messenger in a calm tone, without forgetting to emphasize that gold coins are important ritual materials.
Tris didn't say anything more, stretched out his right hand and touched the mirror lightly.
The black flames rose and disappeared, and the full-body mirror returned to normal.
In the sewer, Senior buried the fragments of the mirror again in the soil, then quickly shrank the body back to the appearance of a gray mouse, rushed to the depths of this underground world, and fed himself to the carnivorous creature.
At 160 Berklund Street, Klein pulled up the curtains and returned to the easy chair position.
To be honest, he kind of regrets working with Tris.
He felt that the guy was carrying some of the will of the primitive witch, and he could ignore anything for revenge, just like a moving bomb, and he would lose control at some point.
If Tris changes, it is very likely to create a terrible disaster... I shouldn't have let her go at the beginning... Klein sighed and began to arrange a ceremony to bring the paste-like black things to the fog, trying to use them to divine Tris's current whereabouts and his state in recent times.
Twenty or thirty seconds later, he reaped the results of his failure.
This made him even more worried, because such results showed that Tris had become the God-winner of the Original Witch to some extent.
…………
The next morning, Klein, who had breakfast, began to instruct the butler Walter and the new butler assistant Richardson to distribute the gifts he brought back from the South Continent.
This packs a suitcase, including Felmer coffee beans, Dongbailang tobacco, River Valley wine, human bone statues and other specialties.
They will be delivered to the hands of different neighbors in the neighborhood, representing Dawn Dances's wishes and also announcing his return in social occasions.
Well, when handing this bottle of River Valley wine to Councillor Macht or his wife, remember to mention that it is suitable for making sour cocktails and is a perfect partner with lemon juice.Klein reminded the butler Walter.
There are also some considerations for whoever you give each gift, and you should combine it with the other party’s hobbies. Of course, Doningsman Hair Reinforced Water, the most popular product in the South China continent, is not suitable for gifts, because it is more like ridicule.
Walter Zheng said with a key point:
Yes, sir.
After the employer had no other instructions, Richardson glanced at the remaining gifts and asked:
Where are they going to send?
This is for the staff of the Charity Scholarship Fund, and I will give it to myself.Klein smiled.
He immediately pointed to the golden amulet in his hand and said:
I missed the birth of Dr. Allen's child and needed to come to express my apology in person. Haha, I will go there in the afternoon and give this amulet with the Southern Continental characteristics to that child.
Of course, the baby Will Onsetin Crys would not like it... Compared to this, He would rather have ice cream... After saying that, Klein muttered a few words in his heart.
After Mr. Butler and Richardson went out one after another and took gifts and servants to different neighbors' houses, Klein got on his own carriage and arrived at the Ruhn Charity Scholarship Fund at 22 Pestfield Street.
Walking off the carriage, he walked in front, behind him was Enyuni, a personal servant holding a lot of gifts. Whenever he met a staff member along the way, he would go up and say hello and give him a gift.
In this way, Klein went up to the second floor and arrived at one of the board offices, bent his fingers and tapped the empty door.
Please come in.Audrey Hall's soft voice came out.
As a senior audience member, she had previously discovered that Mr. Dawn Dance had come to the Ruhn Charity Scholarship Fund and had been waiting patiently.
Klein pushed the door open, took out a small gift box from his inner pocket, and smiled gently:
I returned from the Southern Mainland. Well, the business was very successful this time. I brought some small gifts to everyone, hoping to share my joy.
He mentioned this specifically, saying that he remembered Miss Justice’s request.
Then I can't find a reason to refuse.Audrey smiled expectantly.
This is not to say that she cares about what gifts Mr. World will give, but to be curious about what gifts Mr. World will give.
After taking the gift box, she unpacked the packaging in front of Dawn Dances and found that there was an ornament with a white feather as the main body and painted with light yellow patterns.
This is a hat.Klein explained that people with certain social status in Dongbailang like to insert various white feathers into different positions on their bodies as accessories. Among them, the most valuable and meaningful ones inserted on hats are said to come from the custom of worship of feather snakes. Haha, feather snakes are the symbol of death there.
The feather he asked the Southern Continental craftsman to make the hat decoration was derived from the by-product of the Artificial Death Plan and could be used as a sacrifice.
Klein once obtained three, one of which was used up in Byam, combined with the corresponding copper whistle messenger, summoned a monster polluted and mutated by the artificial god of death, and one was sacrificed to the artificial god of death in the southern continent, and obtained the revelation of the possession of the evil spirit of Inszangewell, which was the last one left.
Because the current artificial death is actually equal to the goddess of night to a certain extent. When Klein, who is clearly a follower, he no longer needs to operate like before, and can use other materials to replace the feathers. Therefore, he simply made the remaining one into a gift and gave it to Miss Justice. Anyway, she is also a believer of the night, and maybe he can still contact the artificial death with this feather at critical moments.
Audrey took the gift and smiled, and quietly listened to the story of Dawn Dontes, and a thought flashed through her mind for no reason:
World Mr. won’t really pull out the feather snake’s hair to make this hat…
Hunger is the best encouragement.
A gray mouse crawled out of the cave and rushed to the bottom of the balcony of the master bedroom.
A very small ball of black things like a batter fell down and was pushed to the head by the mouse performing acrobatic performance.
It quickly turned around and ran out of 160 Berklund Street to the entrance to the nearby sewer.
At this time, the gray mouse raised its front half and poked out its two claws.
Its claws suddenly stretched strangely, and clusters of clearly visible muscles appeared on its front legs!
Then, it relied on its mutated front paws and moved the manhole cover away, making almost no sound!
Without pausing, the gray mouse penetrated into the sewer and came all the way to the place where the witch Tris was hiding.
It slashed in the corner and turned out a mirror fragment from the soil.
After doing all this, the gray mouse threw the paste-like black thing above his head to a cleaner place next to it, retreated to the corner of the wall, and slowly became longer and wider as if his body was pulled by an invisible person, turning into a middle-aged man wearing a dark infrared jacket and an old triangle hat, as if he was the blood general who was active on the sea in the past.
However, Seniore only had a thin layer of body and clothing, like a dummy cut out from paper.
The mouse is quite fat... The blood-like general raised his hand and touched his chin, and was blown by the cold wind in the sewer, and almost floated up.
It was Klein who spoke. He manipulated the line of spirits in the master bedroom, transformed a mouse into a secret puppet, sent it to carry ritual materials, and went to the sewer to try to contact the witch Triss.
Seniore, whose arms were twisting and twisting with the wind and movements, bent down and picked up the paste-like black thing, which was the item left over from Tris burning a strand of hair with black flames, which could be used as a contact ceremony.
Immediately afterwards, he wiped the mirror fragment and applied the material in his hand.
After completing this step, Klein asked the secret servant to take the mirror and take two steps back, and then stick it on the moss-covered wall, like a realistic oil painting.
…………
In the East Side, a room with heavy curtains and almost no light.
Black and smooth tentacles are wrapped together layer by layer, forming a huge ball.
At the tops of these tentacles, some are inlaid with black and white eyes, and some are growing into the head of a poisonous snake, with their mouths slightly apart and their spitting out a letter, all of which are strange and terrifying.
Suddenly, they either raised or retracted, and the spheres collapsed layer by layer.
In the center wrapped in the ball, there is a curled girl. She has an extremely sweet appearance, her brows are tightly frowned, and her expression is slightly distorted by pain, which is particularly pitying.
Those slippery and disgusting tentacles have all retracted at this time, quickly becoming smaller, and finally returning to their original appearance:
Black and shiny hair!
The girl covered with her long and soft hair calmed down and got up slowly. She walked to the bed that had been divided into small pieces, picked up the nightgown that had fallen to the ground, and put it on her body.
Then, she gathered her black hair, came to the full-body mirror, stretched out her right palm, and wiped the glass surface.
A layer of black flame ignited, quietly burning the air and quickly extinguished without a trace, leaving behind a mirror that had become dark and deep.
In the mirror, light and shadow floated, quickly presenting a dirty and muddy sewer environment. A middle-aged man wearing an old triangle hat and a dark infrared jacket was leaning thinly against the wall, looking down at the girl who was unknown distance, like a famous painting that came to life.
The girl with a rounder face and slender eyes looked at each other quietly for two seconds, then suddenly laughed.
As her smile bloomed, the room with almost no light seemed much brighter in an instant.
She then opened her lips lightly and said in a teasing tone:
Mr. Germansparrow, is this the madness and coldness of the strongest adventurer?
Or, I actually know a clown?
Klein was not surprised that the witch Triss could recognize her identity as Guerman Sparrow. After all, when he met with the other party, he used the image of the blood general Seniore, and the pirate general had long become Guerman Sparrow's prey.
Tris hid in the sewer due to injury, and had previously focused on investigations of revenge. He did not know the various news at sea, and did not know that the experience of the blood General was quite normal, but he could recover his health. After leaving there, if she did not find out the latest news about her partner, she could only say that she was completely unqualified in both the Assassin and the Instigator.
Obviously, Tris' past performance proves that she is bad, and her mind is still fine.
Cline did not argue, Seneol, who manipulated the paper man's state, smiled and responded simply:
Why can't the clown be crazy and cold?
Without waiting for Tris to answer, he turned to ask:
How much have you investigated the chief guard of the palace?
Tris looked a little gloomy and said:
It will take at least one month to achieve results, or even two months.
If you need any help, please contact me.Klein emphasized again.
Tris said:
In Beckland, in this game, power doesn't solve all problems.
Of course, I never waste the opportunity to take advantage of others.
Mr. Germansparrow, since there is no need to hide your identity, can you give me a more convenient way to contact me?
How could I feel like I was asked for a mobile phone number... Klein thought for a moment, and described the steps of summoning the messenger in a calm tone, without forgetting to emphasize that gold coins are important ritual materials.
Tris didn't say anything more, stretched out his right hand and touched the mirror lightly.
The black flames rose and disappeared, and the full-body mirror returned to normal.
In the sewer, Senior buried the fragments of the mirror again in the soil, then quickly shrank the body back to the appearance of a gray mouse, rushed to the depths of this underground world, and fed himself to the carnivorous creature.
At 160 Berklund Street, Klein pulled up the curtains and returned to the easy chair position.
To be honest, he kind of regrets working with Tris.
He felt that the guy was carrying some of the will of the primitive witch, and he could ignore anything for revenge, just like a moving bomb, and he would lose control at some point.
If Tris changes, it is very likely to create a terrible disaster... I shouldn't have let her go at the beginning... Klein sighed and began to arrange a ceremony to bring the paste-like black things to the fog, trying to use them to divine Tris's current whereabouts and his state in recent times.
Twenty or thirty seconds later, he reaped the results of his failure.
This made him even more worried, because such results showed that Tris had become the God-winner of the Original Witch to some extent.
…………
The next morning, Klein, who had breakfast, began to instruct the butler Walter and the new butler assistant Richardson to distribute the gifts he brought back from the South Continent.
This packs a suitcase, including Felmer coffee beans, Dongbailang tobacco, River Valley wine, human bone statues and other specialties.
They will be delivered to the hands of different neighbors in the neighborhood, representing Dawn Dances's wishes and also announcing his return in social occasions.
Well, when handing this bottle of River Valley wine to Councillor Macht or his wife, remember to mention that it is suitable for making sour cocktails and is a perfect partner with lemon juice.Klein reminded the butler Walter.
There are also some considerations for whoever you give each gift, and you should combine it with the other party’s hobbies. Of course, Doningsman Hair Reinforced Water, the most popular product in the South China continent, is not suitable for gifts, because it is more like ridicule.
Walter Zheng said with a key point:
Yes, sir.
After the employer had no other instructions, Richardson glanced at the remaining gifts and asked:
Where are they going to send?
This is for the staff of the Charity Scholarship Fund, and I will give it to myself.Klein smiled.
He immediately pointed to the golden amulet in his hand and said:
I missed the birth of Dr. Allen's child and needed to come to express my apology in person. Haha, I will go there in the afternoon and give this amulet with the Southern Continental characteristics to that child.
Of course, the baby Will Onsetin Crys would not like it... Compared to this, He would rather have ice cream... After saying that, Klein muttered a few words in his heart.
After Mr. Butler and Richardson went out one after another and took gifts and servants to different neighbors' houses, Klein got on his own carriage and arrived at the Ruhn Charity Scholarship Fund at 22 Pestfield Street.
Walking off the carriage, he walked in front, behind him was Enyuni, a personal servant holding a lot of gifts. Whenever he met a staff member along the way, he would go up and say hello and give him a gift.
In this way, Klein went up to the second floor and arrived at one of the board offices, bent his fingers and tapped the empty door.
Please come in.Audrey Hall's soft voice came out.
As a senior audience member, she had previously discovered that Mr. Dawn Dance had come to the Ruhn Charity Scholarship Fund and had been waiting patiently.
Klein pushed the door open, took out a small gift box from his inner pocket, and smiled gently:
I returned from the Southern Mainland. Well, the business was very successful this time. I brought some small gifts to everyone, hoping to share my joy.
He mentioned this specifically, saying that he remembered Miss Justice’s request.
Then I can't find a reason to refuse.Audrey smiled expectantly.
This is not to say that she cares about what gifts Mr. World will give, but to be curious about what gifts Mr. World will give.
After taking the gift box, she unpacked the packaging in front of Dawn Dances and found that there was an ornament with a white feather as the main body and painted with light yellow patterns.
This is a hat.Klein explained that people with certain social status in Dongbailang like to insert various white feathers into different positions on their bodies as accessories. Among them, the most valuable and meaningful ones inserted on hats are said to come from the custom of worship of feather snakes. Haha, feather snakes are the symbol of death there.
The feather he asked the Southern Continental craftsman to make the hat decoration was derived from the by-product of the Artificial Death Plan and could be used as a sacrifice.
Klein once obtained three, one of which was used up in Byam, combined with the corresponding copper whistle messenger, summoned a monster polluted and mutated by the artificial god of death, and one was sacrificed to the artificial god of death in the southern continent, and obtained the revelation of the possession of the evil spirit of Inszangewell, which was the last one left.
Because the current artificial death is actually equal to the goddess of night to a certain extent. When Klein, who is clearly a follower, he no longer needs to operate like before, and can use other materials to replace the feathers. Therefore, he simply made the remaining one into a gift and gave it to Miss Justice. Anyway, she is also a believer of the night, and maybe he can still contact the artificial death with this feather at critical moments.
Audrey took the gift and smiled, and quietly listened to the story of Dawn Dontes, and a thought flashed through her mind for no reason:
World Mr. won’t really pull out the feather snake’s hair to make this hat…
Hunger is the best encouragement.
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