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“Is it necessary to complete a task independently to be a full member?” Klein snorted. “But we don’t necessarily have a mission for a week, and it’s not necessarily simple.”

Doesn't this mean that I have to wait for a month or two to become a night servant before I can get a promotion and raise my salary...

Old Neil sniffed the smell of coffee and gave him a look:

"This is just a ritual between the nights. After all, we stand at the forefront of confronting the most dangerous. We certainly don't want the teammates around us to be children who need to take care of them at all times. This does not affect the salary of the regular members and the corresponding rights. , fulfilling the necessary obligations."

It turned out to be a ritual that was recognized by other nights. But, Mr. Neil, why do you want to emphasize that it does not affect my salary for the full membership level... Is it so obvious? Klein touched his face and smiled and asked:

“Must be a mission of extraordinary character?”

"It should have been like this, but you did perform quite well yesterday, cleverly killing an extraordinary person with at least a sequence of 8. I think Frye and Loyola should have approved you, so Dunn may only assign An ordinary task." Old Neil suddenly sighed, "The salary doubles, I will not encounter similar things in my life."

Klein smiled twice and took the initiative to mention the sequence of his own things:

"Mr. Neil, do you think that the sequence 8 corresponding to the 'Divination' is ‘clown’ true?”

In fact, recalling the description on the confidential information is quite consistent:

A "professional" who is good at skill fighting...

"I can't give you a guarantee, but I think this may be very big. First of all, it is consistent with the records on the data. It is characterized by agile movements and skill-type fighting. Secondly, there are similar situations in other sequence paths. You know What is the sequence 8 corresponding to 'Peaceful person'?" Old Neil smiled and asked.

"I don't know, there is no information on the church." Klein shook his head calmly.

Old Neil snorted:

"The two old guys with me and the heart of the machine are acquaintances. They used a joking tone. The sequence of the 8 potions corresponding to 'The Secret Man' is, the fighting scholar, you can't hear, the fighting scholar, the goddess. I don't like fighting at all, it doesn't fit the image of 'the sneak peek'!"

"It's understandable... 'The voyeur' is looking for the secret behind things, and fighting is also a kind of thing." Klein thought.

"Well, don't waste time, continue the occult course, you still have a lot of ritual magic to master, you must also really learn how to make spells and amulets." Old Neil got the coffee.

"Okay." Klein sat down and arranged today's time in his heart:

Study mystery in the morning, read through various historical materials, submit reimbursement applications, use lunch, go to the shooting club to practice, then go to the Devils Library in the Golden Indus District to see if you can borrow the academics related to the main peak of Hornachs. Monographs and corresponding journals, after doing all this, if you still have time, go to the divination club to sit down, "play" can not have the slightest relaxation.

When the application was approved and the cost was received, a formal dress was added on the way home.

Well, apply for materials tomorrow morning, try to make amulets to Melissa and Benson to avoid trouble.

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

A chandelier with an elegantly decorated dining room.

Several friends are congratulating Joyce Mayer to escape the tragedy and return to Tingen.

"We all saw the newspaper, just the description of the text, it made people feel scared." A man with a short beard under his arm said, "Joyce, it is hard to believe that you have experienced such a thing, suffered Such a hardship, a toast, a bad luck has gone, the sun is shining on us, the steam is on."

Joyce and his fiancée, Anna, toasted at the same time, touched friends, and then sipped a few of the remaining champagne.

"In these days, Anna is really worried. I suspect that she is crying every night. When I invite her to have afternoon tea, she is always distracted. Fortunately, you are finally back, otherwise I suspect she will This dies." A young woman with brown hair looked at Anna, and said to Joyce, she had a small and cute nose.

"If Anna encounters something similar, I will be like this, even more dysfunctional." Joyce's hook-eyed Joyce looked at the fiancee next to him.

Anna is not used to showing her feelings in front of others. She looks at the other side of the long table and looks at it:

"Bogda, why have you kept your head down, I feel that you are in a bad mood."

The young lady with a small nose replied instead of the other:

"Bogda is ill, the doctor told him that his liver has a big problem. Using drugs can only reduce the pain, can't really treat, and must undergo a surgery."

"Lord, when is this?" Anna and Joyce asked strangely and with concern.

Bogda is a young man with a very short hair. His face is yellow and his usual savvy red eyelids are also bleak.

"Last week, because Joyce has not returned, I let Irene not tell you." Bogda explained with a bitter smile.

Joyce asked calmly:

"Do you think about when to have surgery?"

Bogda’s expression changed a few times:

"No, I haven't made a decision yet. You know, those surgeons are simply butchers. The people who do the surgery are the pieces of meat on the cutting board. They are slaughtered at will! I have seen many reports, they even hold The axe helps people to amputate! Lord, I suspect that I will die on the operating table."

"But if you delay it, maybe you can't save you from surgery." The man with a short beard advised him.

At this time, Anna suddenly interjected:

"Bogda, maybe you can consider doing a divination. If divination shows that everything is going well, then surgery as soon as possible. If the result of divination is not good, look for other ways to follow the tips of the diviner. I know one. A true, magical diviner, no, it should be called a diviner, I think he can definitely help you."

“Really?” Bogda asked with a clear skeptical look, and their other friends were similar.

"Really." Anna nodded without hesitation. "I looked for his divination, the situation of Divination Joyce, and then he told me to go home, your fiancé is waiting for you at home, I was like you at the time, My heart is full of suspicion, but when I get home, I really saw Joyce, he really came back!"

"This, I can testify." Joyce echoed.

He did not say that he came to the door to ask for a dream, because the police told him that Tries had not been caught, so he must conceal the secret so as not to retaliate.

"Lord, this is simply unbelievable!"

“Is it really so amazing about divination?”

......

In amazement, Bogda contemplatively said:

"Maybe I really should go to divination, Anna, Joyce, can you tell me the address and name of the diviner?"

Anna breathed a sigh of relief:

"You made a wise choice."

"The divination club in the Halls neighborhood."

"His name is, Kline Moretti."

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

Jin Wutong District, Deville Library.

Klein successfully completed the loan card with the introduction letter from the instructor.

He looked at the small cards in his hand and asked several administrators:

"Do you have a study of the ancient ruins of the main peak of Hornachs?" published by the Lun People Publishing House."

One of the administrators immediately replied:

"Please wait a moment, I will find it."

He turned his body, facing the drawers, opened the one corresponding to the initials of "Honakis", and then pulled out a few cards full of words according to certain rules.

After reading it carefully, he shook his head:

"Sorry, sir, we didn't collect this book."

"It's a pity." Klein replied with a disappointment.

It seems that I can only write to the Lun People Publishing House, or go back to Hoy University...

At the same time, he secretly lamented that the library in this world is still managed in an ancient way.

You need a computer, but unfortunately my car doesn't come out... Klein ridiculed himself and asked:

“Is there a journal such as “New Archaeological” and “Archaeology Review”?”

"Yes." The administrator replied affirmatively. "There was just a husband who returned."

He flipped through the corresponding card and gave Klein the location of the bookshelf.

Klein came there, swept through a period, and took out a few of the books mentioned by the mentor.

Then, he casually found a position by the window, and in the afternoon sunshine, read the information in a quiet library.

"...the ancient ruins not only exist in the main peak of the Hornaces, but also in the woodlands, valleys and gentle slopes around the main peak..."

"...these ruins are made up of towering domes and a huge stone pillar that can be visually described as 'revitalized'..."

“...What is puzzling is how did the indigenous people here mine and polish these stones? First we assume that they are mining on the spot and do not need to transport the mountain...”

"...a strange rule is that the closer to the top of the mountain, the more magnificent the ruins, the surprise is that there are no traces on the top of the mountain. According to our speculation, there should be a palace unlike human architecture, used for sacrifice. Temple of God..."

Unlike the palace of human architecture... the temple used for worship... Is it the one I saw in my dreams? Klein's thoughts were mixed, and he heard a few footsteps from far and near.

He looked up and saw a familiar face, a face often appearing in the newspaper.

Square face, thick eyebrows, strong nose, dark gold short hair, blue eyes, tight lips, all belong to a celebrity in Tingen, philanthropist, entrepreneur, owner of the library, Deville Jazz.

Next to Deville, is a middle-aged steward that Klein once saw.

Klein was separated by a distance of ten meters and looked at them passing by. He raised his right hand curiously and tapped his eyebrows twice.