Turning into one of the two main streets, Klein, who had changed his face, headed straight to the green postbox and took out a letter that had been prepared from his pocket.
This is a death notice written by him imitating the format of a police department official document. The target was sent by the sheriff of Simim Port Town. The content was the news that local resident Winter died of sudden illness in Baiyam.
When deciding to play this time, Klein had already formulated a corresponding plan to ensure that things could go smoothly, not deviate from the track, and not cause irreparable harm to the girl Ruini.
His plan is to use the Sleeping Talisman to disguise the real role as a dream. In this way, if the girl Ruini has no love for Winter, she will directly refuse his confession. She will not feel guilty when she hears about the other party's death afterwards. At most, she will feel scared, and this can be effectively comforted by praying and confessing to the church.
If the girl Ruini also likes Winter and responds to the confession, the reason for dreams will help Klein escape, and the subsequent notification of death can cut off Ruini's expectations and will not have a bad impact on her future life.
But even so, it is still a bit cruel. No matter which kind of woman, she will definitely be heartbroken when facing a boy she likes to express her love to her dreams after her death and cannot let go of her for a long time.
Well... If you don't do anything, Ruini will definitely be extremely sad when the news of Winter's death is transmitted back normally, but it is not necessarily that serious. However, the knot in her heart may never be untied, and she will be entangled for the rest of her life whether Winter was going out to pursue the future of the two, or whether she simply didn't like herself...
It is not bad to end things like this. When she relieves her pain, she will treat her future life with the gentleness she once loved sincerely.
Alas, no matter what, forcing the performance, forcibly getting involved in other people's lives will have a certain impact on innocent people. Even if you have an excuse to fulfill your wish, it is not a truly kind thing. As Rossell said, the more extraordinary path goes back, the more distorted and evil it feels. The "playing method" may not be a catalyst... I can only try my best to minimize this impact... After submitting the letter, Klein breathed, and walked towards the only hotel in the town with a unique local face.
On the way, he summarized his experience just now, that is, to pretend to be another person and get feedback, it should be the main clause of the Faceless Code, second only to you who can pretend to be anyone, but you can only be yourself.
If it were some faceless people, they might block the news of Winter's death for this time, agree to Ruini's confession, spend one to two years falling in love, getting married, and having children with the other party, and then not being bound by various relationships of this identity, remember who she is, and leaving coldly... If it was not exposed in this process, the potion would have been almost digested... But I really can't do Ah!
There are so many forests waiting for me in Beckland, and here we can only leave her a beautiful memory... Klein sighed and was inexplicably afraid.
He shook his head and said silently:
What extraordinary people must always fight not only danger and madness, but also all kinds of evil thoughts that come from themselves, as well as the depraved gravity that will sink if you are not careful...
Even so, in the end, maybe they will be polluted by the abyss and become the kind of "monster" I vowed to clear. Alas...
Reducing his mind, Klein stepped into the hotel and said to the boss behind the counter:
A normal room.
The thin boss looked up and said:
Valid identification documents.
How could I have this face I just pinched?Klein smiled embarrassedly:
Forgot to carry it.
Then you can't stay, this is the rule of our town.The boss buried his head again and calculated today's income and expenditure.
Klein took out a 1Suler banknote and pushed it over as if nothing had happened.
The boss suddenly widened his eyes:
No, no, put it away!I don't want to be locked up by the sheriff!
Go out, go out, you dirty guy without identification.
Klein was kicked out of the hotel in a little shock, unable to believe that the omnipotent money had just lost its effect.
After pondering for a few seconds, he turned into an alley without a man and turned back to German Sparrow with deep facial features.
Klein returned to the hotel, tapped the counter desktop and said in Ruan's words with Beckland's tone:
One room.
The boss looked up and immediately put down the items in his hand. While standing up, he nodded and smiled:
OK, OK.
Do you need a room where you can see the sea, or is it quieter?
He switched to the crappy, rich spice-flavored Ruen language, and never mentioned his identity certificate.
This is really a real world... Klein complained and responded politely:
Quiet.
Yes, yes, OK.The boss responded repeatedly.
Then he called the waiter to guard the counter, took the keys himself, and led Klein to the second floor:
Sir, how many days do you need to stay?It's 1 sulle 5p per night.
tonight.Klein couldn't stand this enthusiasm and replied concisely.
At the Blue Wind Hotel, he and Daniz stayed in a luxurious suite for 5 Sule one night.
There is no doubt that the room the boss chose was clean and tidy, and there were basically no common humidity in the port hotel. Klein looked around and nodded with satisfaction:
Very good.
It's my pleasure.The boss has obvious fear in his flattery.
Klein put down his luggage, rested for a while, got up and returned to the ground floor, preparing to solve the dinner problem.
On the entire first floor, except for the counter, there are many tables in messy place, with a slightly greasy surface. The fireplace is burning in the corner, emitting light and heat.
The Rosd Islands are south of the south, with the lowest winter at around 10 degrees, but for the locals, this is still a cold weather that requires a fire.
Klein found a random spot to sit down and ordered a local specialty barbecue and bay leaf mushroom soup, with the staple food being potato bread.
While waiting, he quietly swept through the diners in the restaurant, and his eyes instinctively fell on a lady.
This lady has a simple black hair and a pair of distinctive blue-gray eyes. She looks like a pleasing look, and the more you look, the more you look, the more you taste.
She was obviously not native, but she was wearing a men's shirt, a thick brown jacket, and a round-edged hat with a sunken middle.
This is a common adventurer dress on the sea, and the same is true for three men at the same table, and they have obvious sun and rain characteristics.
Klein never conceals his mentality of appreciating beautiful ladies, but the other party attracts his attention not because of his appearance.
There is a strong discrimination against women on the sea. Women who can make a certain status among adventurers and pirate groups are either very scheming, strong, or both. They are the targets that must be careful and guarded against!
There are fresh mud spots on their leather boots... I just came back in the jungle?Haha, it's really an adventurer Ah... Klein made a preliminary judgment based on some clues.
If these four adventurers had come by boat from Baiyam, even if they had stepped on sewage and encountered mud before, the traces would have dried up long ago. The roads inside the town have not rained in the past two days and are quite tidy, but there is some dust. Eliminating these two possibilities, the only explanation for the other party's exploration and return from the jungle in the suburbs is that.
Klein had heard before that many adventurers would go deep into the primeval forests on colonial islands to find abandoned and forgotten pagan temples or altars. Those places often had gold and jewelry worshipped in ancient times, but later they were buried in places that were unknown for various reasons. The bars of each island were full of legends that someone returned to their entire night of wealth in jungle adventures.
There might be evil spirits wandering in those places... It's better to hunt pirates, at least you can get the corresponding information in advance... Klein retracted his gaze and waited for food.
The seven churches classified various gods in the original faith of the colonies as evil spirits, but Klein believed that some of them should belong to natural spirits.
After a while, the specialty barbecue was served. They were cut into many small pieces and skewed on wooden sticks. The surface was covered with brown-red sauce, which was rich in fragrance and attractive in color.
It's a bit like the kebabs in my previous life... In Roon, they are grilled with large pieces of meat, and they are divided by the chef after grilling... The way here is more flavorful... Klein picked up a wooden stick and bites the piece of meat. He felt that the gravy was slightly overflowing, and the salty fragrance was slightly sweet.
It's the type I like!He nodded with satisfaction.
Klein was quite satisfied with this meal and even tasted the local Guru Tree Sap, a specialty drink, like lemonade with sugar and milk.
Back in the room, because he had not slept all night after hunting last night, he finished washing up early, turned off the fireplace, and got into the bed.
If you sleep too early, there will inevitably be a problem, that is, you will wake up from urine in the middle of the night.
Klein's dream was interrupted, he opened his eyes and accumulated the courage to open the bed little by little.
Simmy was eight or nine degrees Celsius in the middle of the night, and in terms of somatosensory, it was already cold.
After lying quietly for a while, Klein stretched out his arm and shrank back silently.
After thinking for a few seconds, he reached out his hand again and picked up the sun brooch on the bedside table.
Although this only provides the spiritual hot summer and does not provide calories in essence, it can at least deceive yourself and it is not cold now.
Klein moved out of the bed and headed straight to the bathroom in the room.
He narrowed his eyes and relieved the pressure on his lower abdomen.
After everything was over, he pulled his pants and prepared to wash his hands, and the inspiration suddenly triggered.
Klein frowned slightly, looking up at the vent in the bathroom.
Suddenly, a black and slippery thing fell down and hung there.
This is a poisonous snake spitting out a core!
Klein was startled, opened his mouth and made a sound:
Bang!
The poisonous snake was hit and turned into two pieces.
What happened?Klein stared for a few seconds, and saw that there was no movement anymore, so he walked out of the bathroom and took out a gold coin from his clothes pocket.
This is a death notice written by him imitating the format of a police department official document. The target was sent by the sheriff of Simim Port Town. The content was the news that local resident Winter died of sudden illness in Baiyam.
When deciding to play this time, Klein had already formulated a corresponding plan to ensure that things could go smoothly, not deviate from the track, and not cause irreparable harm to the girl Ruini.
His plan is to use the Sleeping Talisman to disguise the real role as a dream. In this way, if the girl Ruini has no love for Winter, she will directly refuse his confession. She will not feel guilty when she hears about the other party's death afterwards. At most, she will feel scared, and this can be effectively comforted by praying and confessing to the church.
If the girl Ruini also likes Winter and responds to the confession, the reason for dreams will help Klein escape, and the subsequent notification of death can cut off Ruini's expectations and will not have a bad impact on her future life.
But even so, it is still a bit cruel. No matter which kind of woman, she will definitely be heartbroken when facing a boy she likes to express her love to her dreams after her death and cannot let go of her for a long time.
Well... If you don't do anything, Ruini will definitely be extremely sad when the news of Winter's death is transmitted back normally, but it is not necessarily that serious. However, the knot in her heart may never be untied, and she will be entangled for the rest of her life whether Winter was going out to pursue the future of the two, or whether she simply didn't like herself...
It is not bad to end things like this. When she relieves her pain, she will treat her future life with the gentleness she once loved sincerely.
Alas, no matter what, forcing the performance, forcibly getting involved in other people's lives will have a certain impact on innocent people. Even if you have an excuse to fulfill your wish, it is not a truly kind thing. As Rossell said, the more extraordinary path goes back, the more distorted and evil it feels. The "playing method" may not be a catalyst... I can only try my best to minimize this impact... After submitting the letter, Klein breathed, and walked towards the only hotel in the town with a unique local face.
On the way, he summarized his experience just now, that is, to pretend to be another person and get feedback, it should be the main clause of the Faceless Code, second only to you who can pretend to be anyone, but you can only be yourself.
If it were some faceless people, they might block the news of Winter's death for this time, agree to Ruini's confession, spend one to two years falling in love, getting married, and having children with the other party, and then not being bound by various relationships of this identity, remember who she is, and leaving coldly... If it was not exposed in this process, the potion would have been almost digested... But I really can't do Ah!
There are so many forests waiting for me in Beckland, and here we can only leave her a beautiful memory... Klein sighed and was inexplicably afraid.
He shook his head and said silently:
What extraordinary people must always fight not only danger and madness, but also all kinds of evil thoughts that come from themselves, as well as the depraved gravity that will sink if you are not careful...
Even so, in the end, maybe they will be polluted by the abyss and become the kind of "monster" I vowed to clear. Alas...
Reducing his mind, Klein stepped into the hotel and said to the boss behind the counter:
A normal room.
The thin boss looked up and said:
Valid identification documents.
How could I have this face I just pinched?Klein smiled embarrassedly:
Forgot to carry it.
Then you can't stay, this is the rule of our town.The boss buried his head again and calculated today's income and expenditure.
Klein took out a 1Suler banknote and pushed it over as if nothing had happened.
The boss suddenly widened his eyes:
No, no, put it away!I don't want to be locked up by the sheriff!
Go out, go out, you dirty guy without identification.
Klein was kicked out of the hotel in a little shock, unable to believe that the omnipotent money had just lost its effect.
After pondering for a few seconds, he turned into an alley without a man and turned back to German Sparrow with deep facial features.
Klein returned to the hotel, tapped the counter desktop and said in Ruan's words with Beckland's tone:
One room.
The boss looked up and immediately put down the items in his hand. While standing up, he nodded and smiled:
OK, OK.
Do you need a room where you can see the sea, or is it quieter?
He switched to the crappy, rich spice-flavored Ruen language, and never mentioned his identity certificate.
This is really a real world... Klein complained and responded politely:
Quiet.
Yes, yes, OK.The boss responded repeatedly.
Then he called the waiter to guard the counter, took the keys himself, and led Klein to the second floor:
Sir, how many days do you need to stay?It's 1 sulle 5p per night.
tonight.Klein couldn't stand this enthusiasm and replied concisely.
At the Blue Wind Hotel, he and Daniz stayed in a luxurious suite for 5 Sule one night.
There is no doubt that the room the boss chose was clean and tidy, and there were basically no common humidity in the port hotel. Klein looked around and nodded with satisfaction:
Very good.
It's my pleasure.The boss has obvious fear in his flattery.
Klein put down his luggage, rested for a while, got up and returned to the ground floor, preparing to solve the dinner problem.
On the entire first floor, except for the counter, there are many tables in messy place, with a slightly greasy surface. The fireplace is burning in the corner, emitting light and heat.
The Rosd Islands are south of the south, with the lowest winter at around 10 degrees, but for the locals, this is still a cold weather that requires a fire.
Klein found a random spot to sit down and ordered a local specialty barbecue and bay leaf mushroom soup, with the staple food being potato bread.
While waiting, he quietly swept through the diners in the restaurant, and his eyes instinctively fell on a lady.
This lady has a simple black hair and a pair of distinctive blue-gray eyes. She looks like a pleasing look, and the more you look, the more you look, the more you taste.
She was obviously not native, but she was wearing a men's shirt, a thick brown jacket, and a round-edged hat with a sunken middle.
This is a common adventurer dress on the sea, and the same is true for three men at the same table, and they have obvious sun and rain characteristics.
Klein never conceals his mentality of appreciating beautiful ladies, but the other party attracts his attention not because of his appearance.
There is a strong discrimination against women on the sea. Women who can make a certain status among adventurers and pirate groups are either very scheming, strong, or both. They are the targets that must be careful and guarded against!
There are fresh mud spots on their leather boots... I just came back in the jungle?Haha, it's really an adventurer Ah... Klein made a preliminary judgment based on some clues.
If these four adventurers had come by boat from Baiyam, even if they had stepped on sewage and encountered mud before, the traces would have dried up long ago. The roads inside the town have not rained in the past two days and are quite tidy, but there is some dust. Eliminating these two possibilities, the only explanation for the other party's exploration and return from the jungle in the suburbs is that.
Klein had heard before that many adventurers would go deep into the primeval forests on colonial islands to find abandoned and forgotten pagan temples or altars. Those places often had gold and jewelry worshipped in ancient times, but later they were buried in places that were unknown for various reasons. The bars of each island were full of legends that someone returned to their entire night of wealth in jungle adventures.
There might be evil spirits wandering in those places... It's better to hunt pirates, at least you can get the corresponding information in advance... Klein retracted his gaze and waited for food.
The seven churches classified various gods in the original faith of the colonies as evil spirits, but Klein believed that some of them should belong to natural spirits.
After a while, the specialty barbecue was served. They were cut into many small pieces and skewed on wooden sticks. The surface was covered with brown-red sauce, which was rich in fragrance and attractive in color.
It's a bit like the kebabs in my previous life... In Roon, they are grilled with large pieces of meat, and they are divided by the chef after grilling... The way here is more flavorful... Klein picked up a wooden stick and bites the piece of meat. He felt that the gravy was slightly overflowing, and the salty fragrance was slightly sweet.
It's the type I like!He nodded with satisfaction.
Klein was quite satisfied with this meal and even tasted the local Guru Tree Sap, a specialty drink, like lemonade with sugar and milk.
Back in the room, because he had not slept all night after hunting last night, he finished washing up early, turned off the fireplace, and got into the bed.
If you sleep too early, there will inevitably be a problem, that is, you will wake up from urine in the middle of the night.
Klein's dream was interrupted, he opened his eyes and accumulated the courage to open the bed little by little.
Simmy was eight or nine degrees Celsius in the middle of the night, and in terms of somatosensory, it was already cold.
After lying quietly for a while, Klein stretched out his arm and shrank back silently.
After thinking for a few seconds, he reached out his hand again and picked up the sun brooch on the bedside table.
Although this only provides the spiritual hot summer and does not provide calories in essence, it can at least deceive yourself and it is not cold now.
Klein moved out of the bed and headed straight to the bathroom in the room.
He narrowed his eyes and relieved the pressure on his lower abdomen.
After everything was over, he pulled his pants and prepared to wash his hands, and the inspiration suddenly triggered.
Klein frowned slightly, looking up at the vent in the bathroom.
Suddenly, a black and slippery thing fell down and hung there.
This is a poisonous snake spitting out a core!
Klein was startled, opened his mouth and made a sound:
Bang!
The poisonous snake was hit and turned into two pieces.
What happened?Klein stared for a few seconds, and saw that there was no movement anymore, so he walked out of the bathroom and took out a gold coin from his clothes pocket.
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