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The sky was dark outside, but there was no fog that Kleen was familiar with. The waves came in and burst away with all the ashes, so that the clouds of high altitude would be rolled up into various shapes, reflecting the golden red sun.

This is the port of Pritz, the largest and busiest port in the Kingdom of Rou.

Klein, who was wearing a light-colored vest and white shirt, stood by the window and stared at the outside for a while until the pocket watch was urging, before returning to the table made of wooden heart.

In the warm fireplace, he picked up the dark black round-watered pen and spread the letter, slowly writing:

"Mr. Azick:

"Please forgive me for writing to you today. In the past few days, I have been in Beckland, immersed in the scars caused by the previous incident on this metropolis. If we are ordinary people, maybe we have covered it with white cloth. , carried into the crematorium, sheltered in a tiny box...

"I waited for a long time, finally found the opportunity to retrieve my own belongings. This includes my promised '亵渎牌'. In addition, there is an item, I will let the messenger bring it to you, it is a A copper whistle, a copper whistle that can summon a messenger. It comes from an accidental encounter and an old man who climbs up from the coffin. You must be confused when you see it, because the description I use can also point to you. It is the place I don't understand.

"...the specific thing is like this. I suspect that the original owner of the copper whistle is trying to resurrect the members of the spiritual group of the **** of death, and the level is not low. Maybe you can see something from this copper whistle...

“Before leaving Beckland, I wrote to ‘Mechanical Heart’, describing the huge underground relics that you and Ins Zangweier fought, and hoped that they could use this information to find out the truth behind the matter.

"After indirect temptations, I confirm that they are not hostile to me and you for the time being. If you are in trouble, you may try to find them to help.

“Finally, I still have a question. Is there any way to remove the residual mental pollution from the extraordinary properties that have solidified?

"...I am going to sail, I wish you a smooth journey of searching for memories, and I wish myself a safe journey.

"Your student and friend, Klein Moretti."

After putting down the pen and reading it from the beginning, Klein folded the letter paper and stuffed it into the envelope with the "black emperor" card and the copper whistle left by the members of the suspected spiritual group.

After doing all this, he picked up the copper whistle given by Mr. Azick and summoned the messenger by blowing.

The messenger is still nearly four meters high, purely made of white bones, and the eye sockets are burning with a dark flame, but Klein's spiritual instinct tells him that this is another messenger.

Sighing in secret, Klein raised his arm and placed the letter in the palm of his hand.

The messenger looked down and immediately disintegrated and turned into a bone, then fell into the ground and stormed into the ground.

Seeing this scene, Klein slammed the right tooth and turned off the vision.

He regained his gaze back to the table, where there was a light yellow identification, which was necessary to purchase ocean-going tickets through formal channels.

To this end, he went to find Sharon specifically, and got a new identity through the circle of the other party.

This identity belongs to the bounty hunter, a madman who wants to go to the sea to venture for wealth. According to Klein, he is called German Sparrow.

"Hunting sin..." Klein whispered and collected a series of documents for his new identity.

Then he pulled the curtains and took four steps back into the fog.

At this point, there was still some time from the Tarot party. Klein quickly pulled out the "squirming hunger" and put it on his hand.

Closed eyes sense the next twisted illusory soul, he tried to release the "faceless person."

If in the real world, "squirming hunger" will happily eat this gift, and spit out the corresponding extraordinary characteristics, but it does not dare to have any impulsiveness on the fog, let the soul of "no face" He left the glove smoothly and appeared on the side of the bronze long table.

It was a middle-aged man with a vague face, and the feeling of distortion and pain had dissipated a lot.

He struggled to give a ritual to Klein leaning against the back of the chair, his figure gradually faded and he was about to fall under the fog.

Being in the palace, Klein can directly “psychic” without additional preparations, so he spreads spirituality, stabilizes the other side, and opens his mouth:

"Do you know where there is a living mermaid?"

The man replied slyly:

"In addition to those raised by the Goddess of the Night, only sailing from the Gargas Islands to the depths of the Sunia Sea for at least a week can be found. This is my destination."

It turned out to be a "faceless person" who sought to be promoted... In order to chase the mermaid, he ventured out of the sea, and he did not know how to die in the hands of the "Hurricane Lieutenant" Qi Lingus... The Goddess Church raised a lot of mermaids ? Klein asked in vain:

“Which organization do you belong to? Or where does your potion recipe come from?”

The vague middle-aged man suddenly trembled and sounded two seconds later:

"The secret meeting, I belong to the secret meeting."

Secret meeting? Didn't the secret company raise a few mermaids? Klein considered the following:

"Have you seen your leader, Charato?"

The illusory and transparent "faceless man" is silent first, then the voice screams sharply:

"I have seen it!

"He, he is not normal! He is an undead monster!"

As he spoke, his figure became thinner and he would collapse.

Zaratu is still alive! What happened, so that the members of the Secret Society are so afraid of him? To be precise, you should use Him... Klein quickly asked another key question:

“Aside from the treasures left by the Antignus family and within your secret society, where else can you get a high-ranking potion recipe for the ‘Tatilans’ route?”

The "faceless person" is more and more transparent, more and more illusory, and ultimately only the next sentence:

"The Night Goddess Church...the quiet church..."

The sacred church... Klein silently watched the "faceless man" spirit completely liberated, and the heart repeatedly recited a word - the quiet church is the headquarters of the Goddess Church, the "sacred church" in the mouth of the night.

There is a high-ranking potion recipe that hides the “divination” route... The churches don’t know how many secrets are buried and hidden... Klein’s edge, the black-green gelatinous thing that condenses on the surface of the glove slides down to the bronze Long table surface.

The extraordinary character of “No Face Man” eventually forms a jelly-like translucent item. Under the black and green background, there are occasionally different faces that looming in the face, like a figure hidden behind a dark curtain.

Klein looked at his eyes and nodded invisibly, saying to himself:

“Wait for the help of the ‘world’, please ask the ‘down man’ to sell this extraordinary character and sell it to ‘craftsman’ and sell it to those who need it.”

Although he used the divination above the fog, he found the monitoring loopholes on the 15th Minsk Street by the official extraordinary, but in order not to provoke the other party and not reveal the secret of the spirit, he did not return there, but spent extra money. I bought a set of laundry items, as well as the bits and pieces that I had to live in, for a total of £12.

Plus the £8 paid for the proof of the new identity, his wallet almost dried up to the need to not exist.

As for the 10% stake in the bicycle company, Klein looked for an opportunity to see the big detective of Essinger Stanton, signing the legal documents, and entrusting the other party to escrow. Anyway, the relationship between the two parties is not a secret in the eyes of the night-timers and machinery.

There are 5 pounds of cash plus 5 gold coins... Go to the Rothde Islands and get 4 pounds. This is the third class ticket on the lower level of the cabin... From the Rothde Islands to the Gargas Islands, at least 4 pounds... you must put it as soon as possible The extraordinary feature of "No Face Man" is off the hand... so you can at least sit in the second class and eat good food... Thanks to Emlin, the suitcase has been placed on the fog, otherwise I have to buy another one... Klein silently calculated his financial situation, as if he had returned to the meeting that had just passed through, and he could afford to buy a suit with the salary of the night.

"The extraordinary characteristics of Sequence 6 range from 3,000 to 4,000 pounds. If you encounter someone who is in desperate need, you can still have a premium... But in addition to maintaining your life, I have to consider the auxiliary material cost of the Master Master, considering removing the mental pollution of the main material. The ritual costs.” Klein sighed and pulled out his pocket watch and glanced at it.

Seeing the same time, he first passed the message to the small "sun" to prepare for the party.

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

Fols was blunt in front of her eyes and saw three figures sitting across the mottled long table.

More members? Her thoughts moved and she quickly settled.

At this moment, she does not care whether the Tarot will have new members, and her head is full of smog and plague last week.

She clearly remembers that in the last gathering, “World” reminded herself and Miss “Justice” that Beckland had a big deal and was very likely to bring tragedy. Mr. Fool’s affirmed this speculation and further pointed out the problem. The key figure is Prince Edsac.

She does not doubt the ability of Mr. "fool", just thought that the tragedy needs to be brewed, and there is plenty of time to investigate, who knows, it came so fast, so suddenly!

According to reports, Prince Edsac was also sick in the smog, and unfortunately died... It really happened, it really happened... Fols recalled the contents of the newspapers in the past few days, and seemed to understand what, But nothing can be grasped, and there was some fear and anxiety at the moment.

I am only in the sequence of 9, I seem to have "intervened" in advance because of joining the Tarot Society. This kind of terrible event involving a prince involving tens of thousands of lives in a big city! Until this moment, "Magic" Firth was deeply aware of the weight of becoming a member of the Tarot Club.

Then, she heard Miss "Justice" agree with the usual, but lost the greeting of frivolity:

"Good afternoon, ‘fool’.

"You saved Beckland again!"

what? what? When was I saved again? "Moon" Emlin heard a burst of stunned.