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160 Burke Lund Street, the home of Dawn Dontes.

Klein stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching the pattering rain fall with the wind, hitting the ground, falling on the glass, intertwined into a net.

Since entering the fall, Beckland has started to rain again, which brings lingering cold and dampness.

Klein had no movement for a long time, and he was in a blurred rain scene, silently looking into the distance, his eyes had no focus.

Until the inspiration touched, he converges on the thoughts of drizzle, looking sideways.

Renee 缇 Nicole, carrying four blonde red-eyed heads, bit a letter and walked out of the void.

"Who sent it this time?" Klein habitually asked Miss Courier.

The last letter he received was from Sharon, who told him that he had successfully passed the ceremony and was promoted to the sequence 4 "puppet" of the "prisoner" route.

Klein first congratulated a few words with sincerity, and then apologized to tell the other party that he had got what he wanted, and he would not go to Calderon in the short term.

Of course, he also said that there are no secrets hidden there, which may be related to himself. After a certain period of time, the probability will still go. At that time, if Miss Sharon has the will, she hopes to get her help.

- On the one hand, on the one hand, the material he promoted later may have to go there to find it. On the other hand, he thinks that the magical city involves ancient death, the ancestral ancestor Gary Carrie, perhaps possessing The treatment of Mr. Azick’s "spiritual insufficiency", even if the "death consul" can not be given the opportunity to advance, I hope that he will no longer suffer from the loss of memory.

Of course, Klein also has a plan for this, that is, he will be promoted to the sequence of 3 "ancient scholars", and more to Mr. Azick to prepare some "reproduced yesterday" spells, or directly apply the corresponding extraordinary ability to help him each The secondary amnesia is quickly restored.

At this point, Klein has received a letter, Reneet 缇 Nicole four heads in turn responded:

"That..." "Don't die..." "The..." "The fool..."

... Patrick Brian of the spiritual sect of the spiritual sect... Klein easily understood who the messenger said, because Patrick was the one who wrote the most to him in the past two months, basically Any important things will be reported and requested.

After so many times, Reneet Nicole gave him a nickname.

Miss Courier didn’t show any hobbies in this regard before, and I don’t know when it started... I often write letters to me, most of them have nicknames, except Miss Sharon... Klein secretly spreads the letter , browse through it quickly.

Patrick Brian said in the letter that the order of the Southland is no longer a trial for him to awaken the "death", but to prepare him for a special ceremony to help the angel in the field of death in the mausoleum. The leader of the artificial death god, Haitel, has further recovered, giving him a way to leave the "land of self-sealing" for a short time.

There isn't much problem with such a command on the surface, it's just a bit awkward, but Klein still notices something wrong.

"The Southern Confucian spiritual group of the goddess of death had let Patrick continue to hold strange and dangerous rituals and try to wake up the 'death god'. I was told that he had used the excuse that the materials could not be assembled and the experiment failed eventually. Now, they finally suspected that Patrick had a problem? Klein thought about it.

He suspects that this is a temptation for Patrick Brian, through a ritual pointing to the angels!

- Angels respond to the ritual to the world.

Well, as long as there is no doubt that the artificial death is a problem, after all, they have inherited a large legacy of the ancient Byrang Empire. Who knows if there is any way to influence the process of the goddess’ mastery of the “death” approach, so that both parties can They didn't get any benefit... Kline analyzed for a while and was slightly relieved.

As for the temptation of the angel in the field of death, he does not feel that there is much problem, because the "fool" can also mobilize the power close to this level, in the form of "angel embrace", as long as the name is Haitel The great sacrifice is not directly coming, but exerting influence through the air, and he can subtly mislead.

Thinking of this, Klein shook his wrist and let Patrick Brian's letter ignite a red flame. When he returned to his desk, he flipped the pen and brush and wrote:

"...you can do it according to your teacher's instructions, but be sure to report to me and get my permission before the real ceremony..."

Because the interval was short, Patrick Breen probably did not leave the original place. Klein did not summon the other messenger, blew the adventurer harmonica, and handed the folded letter to Renee.

............

In the drizzle of the rain, Hugh was wearing a simple sap raincoat, hiding in the dark corner, staring at the side door of the Viscount's home.

At this time, it was not in the evening, but the gas lamps had been lit up one after another, and a circle of halo was emitted in the rain.

After another lap, a rental carriage came from a distance and stopped in front of the side door in a remote location.

The Viscount man who was hiding in the sheltered place immediately slammed out and opened an umbrella.

He guarded the woman in the cloak from the carriage and quickly passed the side door, and the rental carriage stopped in place, did not leave, seems to have received enough money.

Hugh did not see the woman's appearance, but she was not at all depressed, patiently waiting in the cold rain, like a statue, motionless.

She intends to wait until the other party comes out, try to track and confirm identity.

This is both an opportunity for her to get the "Judge" potion formula, and her purpose to come to Beckland - to investigate the truth of his father's death!

It is precisely because of this kind of motivation that Hugh will continue to monitor the number of Viscounts of Stafford. Today, other intelligence personnel in the MI9 have long ended their missions in the absence of anything in the past few months. Even the golden mask man who gave the commission at the beginning did not ask about the related matters for many weeks, and obviously did not care.

In the bedroom of Viscount's Viscount, a beautifully dressed brown-haired girl dressed in silk robe, sitting in front of the dressing table, found the treasures and the skin care products and cosmetics.

The Viscount, who had entered the middle age, wore a man’s nightgown, and the hair went wet behind the beautiful girl, smiling at her in the mirror:

"Sherman, you don't need them to add extra brilliance to you."

"This is just a female instinct." The girl named Sherman smiled and raised her hand, holding the hand of the viscount on his shoulder.

Viscount Stafford smiled softly:

"When you play with them, there is a feeling of innocence and purity. Oh, you let me find my youth, just like when I returned to the age of seventeen or eight."

Not waiting for Shiman’s response, he said to himself:

"My wife has passed away for several years. I thought that I will always live to the Lord's call. Who knows that I met you. After a while, the pressure accumulated by Beckland has been released. I will look for opportunities and walk you in. The temple of marriage."

"Marriage... Are you going to marry me?" Snowman snorted and asked in disbelief.

Viscount Stafford smiled and said:

"I met you as the gift of the Lord. Although you are not noble enough, I have already had a marriage. I don't need to care too much about this. Of course, I will also try to improve your position. Well, first find one. Businessman, let him recognize you as a illegitimate daughter..."

He whispered his plan and saw the snowman's eyes in the mirror gradually become a mist.

"What you think is the most valuable thing for me is that I am good to you, you will be better than me several times and ten times, and I will not hide it." Viscount Stefford smiled and bowed, and kissed Shiman’s head. .

Sherman opened his mouth and seemed to be crying, and he seemed to be laughing.

Until the rain stopped, the night fell, and Hugh finally waited for the woman in the dark red cloak to come out and board the carriage.

After remembering the characteristics of the carriage, it was swayed by the rest, relying on the extraordinary ability of the "Sheriff" and the conditions of the night when the streets were wet and unmanned, and tracked the goal by walking and running.

All the way from Queens to the Beckland Bridge area, when the physical strength of Hugh was almost unable to hold, the carriage finally stopped.

Hugh spirited, the target of locking was changed from a carriage to a woman with a dark red cloak and continued to follow.

In the process, she was surprised to find that the woman had a strong anti-tracking ability, and sometimes circled, and sometimes stopped with obstacles.

However, this is difficult to stop, she is an experienced "Sheriff of the Sheriff", patiently followed, not close.

Just as she intuitively thought that the woman was not too far from the final destination, she suddenly smelled a sweet and scent when she was going to catch up.

Among the scent, I was confused and then completely lost the trace of the target.

And the scent disappeared and it never seemed to appear.

"..." Hugh's pupil was slightly enlarged, and did not dare to search around and look for traces.

In a rented house, Terry, who is gentle and sweet, can't open her eyes and looks at the mirrored snowman road:

"Your mood seems to be very good.

"How, is this last task not too difficult to accept?

"When you're done, you can leave Beckland and live the life you want."

Sherman stunned, his expression became very complicated, and he was a little lost, as if he suddenly woke up from his dream.

She didn't turn her head and her lips twitched for a while before she said:

"He said, want to marry me..."

Terry suddenly picked her eyebrows:

"A man can't believe at that time. In this respect, you and I should be very clear.

"If he really wants to marry you, he won't be prepared for you. He wants to have a child with you. Hehe, is he doing this?"

When she heard her question, Shiman’s look was a little bit stunned.

Terry stood up and smiled and said:

"I will not obstruct you from pursuing your own love. If you want to turn the duration of this task into a lifetime, then you should think about what you want to do."

She said the words in a fluttering manner, went to the door and left the rental house.

When she was down the stairs, Teres suddenly looked at her shoes and laughed softly.

"love……"

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