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In the early morning, 160 Burk Lund Street.

Klein got up and washed, didn't rush to open the door, and went back four steps to get into the fog.

He immediately appeared the "world" of German Sparrow, let this dummy pray:

"Mr. Great ‘fool’, please tell Daniz two sentences:

"I need him to provide information on West Byron. It is best to have a personal resource.

"And, let him be careful about the church in the night church."

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

On the "Golden Dream", Daniz, who saw the sun earlier than Beckland, was holding a glass of malt beer, sitting in the shadows, avoiding the sinister light.

After another quarter of an hour, I have to start class again. The captain said that a qualified treasure hunter must have enough mathematics knowledge... Hey, this is really a headache, but a little expectation, shit! Daniz rested on his knee with one hand and sipped his beer.

At this moment, his eyes were filled with fog, and there was a vague figure looking down at everything, and the ears echoed the voice of German Sparrow.

West Byron's information? Although we went there to find the lost ancient treasures and met the indigenous people of several tribes, it was like this, and more could not be said... It was really troublesome, and it was going to run, Galman Sparo. How are so many things! Daniz silently complained, and then looked around with vigilance, afraid that the madman suddenly popped out.

I took a breath and thought that I had to work hard to become stronger. I couldn’t help myself when the captain was in danger. I could only shamefully hide behind me. Daniz patted her face with the palm of the hand. Ran over and stand up.

He immediately left the shadow position, found the "iron sheet", "bucket" equivalent, asked to know more about the situation of West Bailang, who asked who and this thing, got a nearly consistent answer:

"Captain Edwina Edwards, or Anderson Hood, who had previously participated in a campfire on board."

Ask the captain directly whether she will be suspected by her, let her feel that I have a secret, secretly working for other people... However, Anderson's guy does not know where to go, shit! Daniz was in a dilemma for a moment, couldn't help but turn his mind and consider the reminder behind the German Sparrow:

"Be careful of the people of the night church!"

Daniz is not stupid, knowing that things that can be specifically emphasized by crazy adventurers will not be simple. That is to say, he believes that his next high probability will become the focus of the night church, and he will be chased by "red gloves"!

In addition to the Church of the Night, the Church of the Storm and the military are also targeting me. It is said that each of them sent a whole team... Daniz thought with trepidation.

He quickly revealed a confused and bitter expression, and whispered to himself:

"But I have never done anything..."

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

After transferring the words of the collection of the Western Bailang materials to the "Stars above" Jia Delia, Klein left the fog and returned to the real world, using breakfast and tutoring courses in the same way as usual.

When he woke up in the afternoon, with the help of his personal maid Richardson, he changed his outfit and boarded the carriage that had stopped at the door.

"Go to St. Saul's Cathedral." Klein leaned against the wall and told the coachman.

- He considered that he still retains the identity of Daun Dontes, and believes that it is best not to change the previous set of people easily. Therefore, the frequency of going to St. Saul's Church cannot be reduced, and the donation cannot be reduced.

Moreover, this can effectively elute certain suspicions. After all, it is difficult for anyone to think that the "criminals" who had sneaked into the door of Chanis not only did not escape, but instead swayed back to the church, as if nothing had happened... ...Thanks to Russell the Great, thanking him for not copying criminal psychology, not pointing out that many high IQ criminals like to go back to the crime scene, appreciate their masterpieces and others' helpless performance... Klein took a few words in his heart and picked up Richardson made a good black tea and took a sip.

After moisturizing his throat, he looked at his close-fitting servant and asked casually:

"What is your deepest impression of East Byron and West Byron?"

Sitting next to Richardson did not ask why, thought:

“East Bailang is more stable, and West Bailang is more chaotic.”

After a simple answer, Richardson looked at the employer and found that Dawn Dontes had closed his eyes halfway and put on a look that you continued to say.

After Richardson scratched his ear, he considered the language:

“And, poverty, hunger, and whipping, oh, those who used to worship the gods of the East, and the worship of the goddess, the Lord of the Storm, the Eternal Vigor, and so on. In order to gain the status of the promotion and the protection of the church, there has been a large-scale conversion.

"However, with the increase of the number of converts, the special status will soon be gone, and many people at the bottom secretly worship the **** of death.

"This, the more chaotic West Byron is more obvious, the descendants of death can always get a lot of support...

"These are me, I occasionally mentioned after my father was drunk."

Klein listened quietly, did not interrupt the story of the close-fitting servant, and did not ask anything.

Soon, the carriage arrived outside the Saint-Saill's Church. Klein first saw a flight of white pigeons in the square before entering the big prayer hall, taking off the hat, together with the cane, and handing it over to the close-knit Richard. Desen.

He casually found a position to sit down, looking at the altar in a dim environment, looking at the "Stars" and the Dark Emblem, and suddenly there was some uneasiness, embarrassment and lack of confidence.

- If he guessed that there was no mistake, since he had contacted the Holy Sword, he vowed that he should be watched by the goddess. Every time he enters the church to pretend to pray, he feels like wearing a new dress for the emperor.

I don't know what the goddess is. What is the position of the church... Well, let's try it first... Klein puts his hands together and reaches the front of his mouth, seemingly praying earnestly.

After seven or eight minutes, he slowly got up and walked to the dedication box, took out 50 gold pounds of banknotes, and plunged it in.

After doing all this, Klein turned to the side of the confession room and pushed in.

Unlike the oldest confessional room, which is a large wooden box with two doors, the modern confession room is a separate room, and the space is more spacious. The confessor and the listening bishop are separated by a baffle made of wooden strips, each with a seat.

Klein sat on the chair with a faint glow, and then heard the bishop's voice behind the wooden bezel mellowly open:

"What do you want to say? The goddess cares for every one of His followers."

Klein raised his right hand and clocked four times in his chest:

"Like beautiful gods.

"I want to repent. The soldiers of the military found me two days ago. I hope to sell a number of guns and artillery to Xibailang and add some charcoal to the chaos there..."

After he finished speaking, the bishop behind the baffle did not respond at the moment. It seemed that he was shocked by the smuggling of arms. He did not know how to organize the language for a short time.

In the room, there was a sudden silence.

This is scared? Have you never encountered such a straightforward confessor? If I say that I am planning a murder of the demigod, I am avoiding the gaze of the "desire mother tree" and the "real creator", you must not jump up? Klein whispered a few words and continued:

“When I was young, I really enjoyed the adventure, looking for wealth from iron, blood and fire, but now I am tired of it, and I hope to have a peaceful future.

"I should have refused, but I can't beat the inner greed. This is a tempting business, and it helps me to gain a foothold in the high society of Beckland.

"I regret, I finally chose to be noisy and chaotic."

The bishop behind the wooden baffle finally responded, and the voice said softly:

"Don't be afraid, don't be embarrassed. There is no need for guilt in a certain degree of greed. As long as you don't hurt innocent people, don't commit the crimes recorded in the Holy Scriptures.

"Go and do it, follow your own heart and make the choice you want. Only in this way can you truly recognize the doctrine step by step and understand the true meaning of those words.

"No need to be distressed, remember one sentence, no matter when, sincerely admit mistakes and remorse are praiseworthy and worthy of forgiveness.

"May the goddess bless you."

"Like beautiful god!" Klein once again painted the blushing moon clockwise on his chest.

When he came to St. Saul's Church this time, he wanted to use the opportunity of repentance to inform the church about what he would do with the arms business and see what kind of reaction they would have in order to see the attitude of the goddess towards himself.

Nothing more to say, Klein slowly got up, left the confession room, and along the aisle, went to the personal maid Richardson.

At this time, he saw a lady sitting in the corner of the big prayer hall. She wore a black robes with a hood, blue eyeshadow and blush, and there was a kind of fairy beauty. Spiriter" Dai Li Simone.

Dai Li raised her head and noticed Dawn Don Tae, whose expression was a little awkward. It seemed that she had fallen asleep and entered a dream when she prayed.

Klein nodded almost unnoticed, politely made a compliment, and then took the hat and cane handed by the personal maid Richardson, and walked out of the big prayer hall.

Dai Li took back her eyes and looked down at the back of the chair, slowly closing her eyes.

Stepping out of the Saint-Saill's Church, Klein stood on the edge of the steps and paused for two seconds.

On the big square in front, the white pigeons all flew up and covered the sights of the viewers.

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

Less than two quarters later, the Leonard of the underground heard that Dawn Dontes, who had been checked before, was about to become a businessman who cooperated with the official and smuggled arms to West Byron.

What does he want to do? Leonard frowned a little bit and couldn't understand the idea of ​​the undead monster.

PS: Thanks to the loyal servant Wang Cai for the Golden League. This is too expensive. When I travel back and adjust for a few days, I will add a more chapter to express my gratitude.