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Upon hearing the greetings of Miss Justice, "The Fool" Klein suddenly had a strong feeling.

Knowing the identity, status, appearance and situation of the other party, he has a deeper understanding of the kind of lighthearted and energetic sunshine that comes with "Justice" Audrey, and understands where their essence originates from. But Klein didn't envy him. He thought that the other side lacked the suffering. Instead, he felt that in such a world where the underlying rules are full of chaos, distortion and madness, it is really good to have such a lady.

There was a little smile on his face, and he gently daggered and responded to the greetings of Miss Justice.

When the members of the Tarot Club completed their compliments, the "hidden" Jia Delia pushed his glasses and leaned over his body, and bowed to the blurry figure of the top of the bronze long table.

"Mr. Dear Mr. Fool, this time has a three-page diary."

"Mysterious Queen" finally got on the line again... Klein groaned and said with a smile:

"well."

A few seconds later, the allowed "hidden" Jia De Li Ya showed a diary, watching them "jump" to the "fool" Mr. palm.

Klein glanced at it casually, and suddenly he snorted.

He found that the diary provided by the "Mysterious Queen" seemed to belong to the early days of Russell the Great, unlike the important information.

Normally, if you can't distinguish the importance, you should definitely choose the later diary, so as to maximize the mystery of Russell's "sick"... I believe that the "mysterious queen" has enough IQ... Klein side I was puzzled in my heart, and I carefully looked at the first page of the diary:

"On September 21, I arrived in St. Milton and officially started my first mission.

"Fossack's weather is really a bit cold. It's not until October. It looks like it's going to snow. It's no wonder that the specialties here are all kinds of coats and cold clothes, and there are spirits!

"Mom, the height of the people here is really exaggerated. It is worthy of being the country of the descendants of the giants. However, I still want to say that I hate people overlooking me!"

"Tonight, I am going to the pub, looking for a beautiful Fossack and getting drunk!"

Seeing this, Klein suddenly suspected that the "mysterious queen" Bernardie provided these pages of diaries to ask if she still has a brother or brother of Fossac.

Resisting the inner voice, Kline’s gaze swept the second diary:

"September 22, I seem to be a fragment...

"What happened last night, my beautiful Fossack? I didn't even drink her!"

“The people at the embassy told me that the girls here are more likely to drink than men...

"In the future, I will go to the pub to be temperate. If I am abducted by aunt, it is not good...

"The wine here is really strong. I have a headache for a whole day. Fortunately, it is not a **** pain. Go to bed early and go to bed early. Go to the Dusk Hall tomorrow."

"On September 23, the twilight hall is truly magnificent, just like the myth has come to reality, and the building seems to be completely prepared for the giant.

"As a pagan, I can only circle outside, and the square at the foot of the twilight hall is also full of wine!

"There are a lot of people here, some are squatting, some are sitting, some are playing the bone flute there, and they are very melodious and open.

"I met the Fossack who was blowing the bone flute. Even if compared with his compatriots, he was exaggerated, and the visual inspection was close to three meters.

"His name is Onig, who claims to be one of the most pure ethnic groups of the Fossac giants. He is very melancholic when he blows the flute. It doesn't seem to belong here, but he doesn't know where to go, Biinti. The Senna group only knows that the guy around the woman's skirt is more like a poet. When it comes to this, I can't help but want to vomit. The guys are proud of the disease in that area, which has completely disrupted the social market!

"I chatted with Onig for a while and mentioned the question just now. He said that he was just missing his hometown.

"The problem is that he is a standard Saint-Milon and has never left here.

"Oneg did not answer me immediately, but also blew a few minutes of bone flute, and then said that he missed the source of the giant blood, the giant Wang Ting in the myths and legends.

"He told me that he and his group of Fossacks often dreamed of high mountains, huge walls that were used as pedestals, palaces, towers and buildings that were always bathed in the dusk. This is very similar to the Twilight Hall, but it is even more incredible, with a sense of epic and miracle.

"No need to tell others, Onig and his people are convinced that this is the giant Wang Ting.

"At the end of the conversation, Onig slowly stood up and said thank you for listening. He wanted to leave Fossac and look for the giant Wang Ting to find his hometown of spirit and soul.

"He thinks that the easternmost part of the Sunia Sea may have hidden the way to the giant Wang Ting.

"He said that for thousands of years, the giants have never forgotten their hometown. Now, it is his turn to pursue the footsteps of their ancestors. This road will never stop unless it reaches the end.

"He blew the bone flute again and gradually drifted away in the melodious but sad melody.

"Hometown..."

Hometown... When I read it here, Klein felt for the first time that he had a 100% resonance with the feelings of the Emperor.

Although Russell finally wrote only three words that seemed to be repeated, and did not elaborate on his own heart, Klein completely understood the ups and downs of the Emperor's moment, because he and Russell were like Onig. Similarly, there is a hometown of spirit and soul.

Sighing in his heart, Klein turned to the second page of the diary:

"On January 10, visit the island of Sunia.

“This is also known as the Elven Island, which has a large number of elf relics and customary remnants.

"I was shocked on the first day. The elves would actually be ‘blood wang’. They even like to eat animal internal organs and are good at using spice.

"They also invented chopsticks?

"Think about the elf image on the mural. Except for some blue-haired people, the remaining outline lines and hair color eyes are close to the Asians on the earth. Isn't this a fellow?"

Yes, I had such doubts at the beginning, but I can’t think of wearing so many people in one breath, I’m going to be a race, and I think I’m going to think too much... I don’t know what life can happen on Earth. Habits and food cutlery, there is no possibility to produce here... Klein quickly read down with interest and wondered if Russell had to explore the reasons:

"On January 13th, these days, I was busy collecting ancient cultural relics and folklore here. I forgot to write a diary for several days.

"Although many things have long been taken away by the major churches, I still get something of value.

"All kinds of legends include the story of the elf king Sunia Solem inventing chopsticks, cooking food with internal organs and blood, and the story of the ancient **** who is good at distinguishing spices. He believes that he is the first ancestor, the first An elf, for some reason, took the group and left the Western Continent, which only existed in mythology, and came to the northern continent.

"Don't this be the fellow, the first passer?

"And then he has spawned a race? The ancient gods are omnipotent, including having children?

"He seems to have a wife and an elf, um... I am lost in thought."

"On January 16th, further investigations revealed that the elves may not have anything to do with the passers-by, at least they did not leave any symbols related to Chinese and English.

"They should use elf language from beginning to end, which didn't give me a little familiarity.

"And, the common inventions did not appear before I arrived. Many famous people also have famous sayings. There are only a few different proverbs and fables that are similar in meaning.

"All the current items and legends don't support my guess. It makes me a little disappointed and relieved. If I encounter another or other passers, I really don't know how to deal with it."

"On January 17, I dreamt of my hometown that I am about to forget."

Sure enough, the Emperor initially gave up the guess... Klein turned the page again and looked at the last diary:

"On April 2, my daughter is smart. She will speak less than 1 year old! Although I only learn a few words for the time being, I believe that the progress will not be slow!"

"This, she inherited me!

"I looked left and right. I felt that she and the Earth were a little bit like that. Does the soul bring some degree of inheritance? Haha, that's it.

"Berner, this name is quite good. It is very beautiful at first, but in my heart, I always want to give her a Chinese nickname.

"Hey, she can't see her real grandfather and grandmother..."

"On April 3, the sudden feeling of yesterday suddenly made me insomnia, but fortunately I will meditate.

"However, this also makes me think about a problem, that is, whether to teach Bernard to speak Chinese privately.

"No, I can't do it. If the diary I wrote before is understood by her, it would be better for me to find a piece of tofu and die. In my daughter's heart, my father must be full of brilliance."

"However, writing a diary in Chinese is already the last embarrassment for me and the earth and the past. My daughter should inherit this embarrassment to some extent."

"On April 6th, after a few days of consideration, I decided to use two Chinese characters as a special symbol to teach Bernard, telling her that this is her father's body-protecting mantra, so that she will always remember.

"She doesn't need to understand the meaning, just remember.

"The two Chinese characters are:

"home."

Hometown... Klein repeated this term again, and his eyes were even a little hot.

He finally understood why the "mysterious queen" Bernard 挑选 chose these three pages of diaries because there were guard symbols left by her father:

"home."

At this moment, Klein seems to have seen a river of emotions, its surface is flowing quietly, and there are countless underwater torrents.

Klein immediately withdrew his gaze and let the diary disappear, looking up at the "hidden" Jia De Li Ya:

"What is your question?"