Chapter 152 Good Attempt

The gray and white hazy mist permeated like everlasting, and the crimson illusory stars hung from far or near. Klein sat in the magnificent palace that looked like a giant's residence, quietly looking at everything he was familiar with before him.

After a few seconds, he withdrew his gaze, and a piece of yellow-brown parchment appeared in front of him, and then took a pen and wrote down the summoning ceremony that he had changed the spell:

"Light a candle to symbolize yourself;"

"Use a spiritual wall to create a holy environment;"

"Drip full moon essential oil, chamomile hydrosol, deep sleep flower powder and other materials into the candle flame;"

"Recite the following mantra:"

"I!"

"I call in my name:"

"The fool who does not belong to this era, the mysterious master above the gray mist, the king of yellow and black who is in charge of good luck."

...

After carefully examining it three times, Klein wrote the divination statement at the bottom:

"It is dangerous to perform the above ritual outside."

Phew, he exhaled, put away the pen, untied the silver chain in his cuff, and held it with his left hand.

When the citrine pendant floated quietly above the parchment, just barely touching the divination statement, he restrained his thoughts and entered a state of meditation.

"It is dangerous to perform the above ritual outside."

"It is dangerous to perform the above ritual outside.

"

...

After reciting seven times, Klein opened his almost black eyes and saw the citrine pendant turning counterclockwise.

It means no, means no danger!

"You can try it." Klein hurriedly let the object that appeared in front of him disappear, and stretched his spirituality to wrap himself, simulating the feeling of falling sharply.

After returning to the bedroom, because the entire room had been sealed with a spiritual wall, Klein immediately cleaned up the desk and placed a mint-flavored candle in the very center.

He pressed his right hand on the candlestick, and used spiritual friction to ignite the other party.

In the flickering yellow light, Klein dripped the corresponding essential oils, pure dew, and herbal powder into the flame.

The tranquil and leisurely fragrance filled the air instantly, and the room was sometimes bright and sometimes dark.

Taking two steps back, Klein looked at the candle that symbolized him, and whispered in Giant's language:

"I!"

Immediately afterwards, he switched to Hermes language:

"I call in my name:"

"The fool who does not belong to this era, the mysterious master above the gray mist, the king of yellow and black who is in charge of good luck."

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately felt that the flickering dim candlelight mixed with the surrounding tranquil fragrance into a vortex, crazily absorbing his own spirituality.

"The sleeping flower that belongs to the red moon, please pass on the power to my incantation..." Klein endured the pain of being drained from his spirituality, and finished reciting the subsequent incantation.

At this time, he saw that the candle stopped shaking, stood there quietly, and was dyed a gray color, stretching to the size of a palm in all directions.

"I haven't summoned anything... Ah yes, maybe I need to go above the gray mist to respond... It's really troublesome to summon myself..." Klein squeezed Kongla's stinging forehead and said silently to himself.

He slowed down for more than ten seconds, took four steps backwards, and once again came to the gray mist, he saw circles of light patterns on the top of the ancient long table.

This comes from the weird symbol behind the corresponding high-back chair——a weird symbol composed of the "eye without pupil" that symbolizes mystery and the "twisted thread" that symbolizes change.

Klein just made a gesture of reaching out and touching, and the sound of incantations such as "I! I summon in my name", "The Fool who does not belong to this era", "The mysterious master above the gray fog" and so on immediately sounded in his ears, and he saw The influx of spirituality mixed with the swaying light patterns, turning into an illusory, unformed door.

The door wobbled and wanted to open it. Klein immediately had an inspiration and gave a strong idea to push it open.

Almost instantly, the boundless gray fog and the magnificent palace were suddenly pulled, creating invisible ripples.

Circle after circle, the ripples rushed towards the illusory, unformed door.

However, no matter how hard Klein pushed, the door couldn't be opened, and all the movement finally fell silent again.

"Because the 'Gate of Summoning' is not fully formed?" Klein withdrew his thoughts and analyzed the reason for the failure with a slight frown.

——He casually named the illusory gate "The Gate of Summoning".

"Well, it's because I'm not spiritual enough to build a complete 'Gate of Summoning'... Wait until I advance to the sequence, become a 'clown', pass through the initial dangerous stage, I can try again, maybe then there will be no problem... Klein nodded slightly, probably understanding what was going on.

This experiment gave him great confidence and strong encouragement, because this was the first time he caused the mysterious space above the gray mist to have a different reaction other than the incident of divination Eternal Lieyang!

"One day, I will figure out all the secrets here!" Klein announced excitedly in his heart, and fell into the boundless gray mist under the spiritual wrap.

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Back in the bedroom, Klein hurriedly extinguished the candles, ended the ceremony, packed up the desk, and lifted the spiritual wall.

In the sudden wind, he yawned and fell to the bed, just wrapped the quilt, and fell asleep.

In the misty and fragmented dream, Klein suddenly woke up, and found himself sitting in the living room at home with a share in his hand.

...The captain won't come again, will he? He was taken aback for a moment, then looked out of the oriel window angrily and amusedly.

With a creak, the door opened, and Dunn, who was wearing a black over-the-knee windbreaker, walked in slowly with a cane and a pipe.

He still wore a half-height black top hat, and still had deep gray eyes.

Dunn came to the living room, sat down on the single sofa, and laid his right leg on top of his left leisurely.

He put his cane away, took off his hat, leaned back slightly, and looked at Klein quietly as if thinking.

Captain, what do you want to do today... Klein was at a loss for a while.

In order not to reveal that he knew it was a dream, he pretended not to be affected and continued to read the newspaper.

One minute, two minutes, five minutes, he looked up at Dunn who was opposite, and found that the captain was still looking at him quietly, as if thinking.

Five minutes, ten minutes, fifteen minutes, Klein, who flipped the newspaper over and over several times, saw Dunn looking at him quietly, as if thinking, out of the corner of his eye.

Captain, I'm very uncomfortable with you like this... Klein couldn't sit still anymore. He folded the newspaper, put it aside, smiled and nodded at Dunn, then went to the kitchen to take out a rag, and pretended to wipe the dining table and coffee table. .

Captain, look, my dream is so simple, so ordinary, so boring, there is nothing worth observing, you go away! If you turn into a ghost, I will pretend to be frightened and let you complete the "Nightmare" achievement! He prayed silently, but when he looked up, he saw Dunn's deep gray eyes that seemed to be thinking.

Under such silent, unchanging gaze, Klein wiped the furniture and cleaned the room, and was exhausted in his dream.

And the one that tired him the most was Dunn Smith, who had been looking at him quietly, as if he was thinking.

After busying for an unknown amount of time, he finally saw the captain put down his right leg, stood up, took his cane, put on his hat, and walked towards the gate.

Klein held his breath and watched Dunn leave his home.

He couldn't help raising his right hand in a gesture of goodbye.

Phew... When everything returned to normal, Klein let out a long breath.

What a nightmare just now! He wanted to cry without tears.

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Backlund, West District, Phillips Department Store.

This is the most upscale department store in the Loen Kingdom, and it is only open to nobles and rich people with membership.

There are always luxury carriages parked outside it one after another, with different badges on them. In addition to being a holy place for shopping, it has also become a well-known social place due to the strict restrictions on personnel.

Audrey took the maid Anne and the golden retriever dog Susie, got off the carriage and entered the gate under the gracious reception of the waiter.

Along the way, she could see the Viscountess, the Countess, or girls with prominent parents from time to time.

She maintained an elegant posture, greeted one by one with standardized but not blunt etiquette, and used different entry points to communicate briefly with different nobles. To greet Baroness So-and-so is to say how well her husband has performed in the House of Lords.

In the past, Audrey always did not do well enough in this link, being too self-willed and self-centered, but now, she doesn't even need to spend much time to deal with it perfectly.

In the eyes of the "audience", the emotions and thoughts of most aristocratic women seem to be written on their faces.

On the second floor, Audrey turned to the shop selling ready-made clothes.

The waiter in the shop is a young and short girl. She wears a black and white staggered dress and has stubborn shoulder-length blond hair. She is the "arbitrator" Hugh Dilza.

Audrey winked at the big dog Susie without changing her expression, and the other party instantly understood what she meant, and ran happily to another counter.

The maid Annie had no choice but to follow quickly, trying to pull Susie back.

Well done! Audrey secretly praised, and walked to Hugh Dilcha, pretending to be looking at different styles of dresses.

"...Why did you ask me to meet here?" Xio asked in a low voice while introducing loudly.

Her voice is very immature, just like a child.

"Where's the original waiter?" Audrey asked without answering.

Xio observed the surroundings and said, "I convinced her, she is very happy to have a morning rest."

Audrey looked at different styles of dresses, took out a folded paper from the lambskin handbag she was carrying, and handed it to Xio secretly:

"Vice Admiral Hurricane Qilingus sneaked into Backlund secretly. This is his portrait. I hope you can help me find him. Well, don't disturb him."

Xio took the piece of paper, opened it quickly and took a look, and found that it was a lifelike sketch of a man in his thirties with a unique wide chin.

I am also often praised by teachers in terms of painting... Audrey glanced at Xio and raised her head slightly.

She added:

"The kingdom's reward for Qilingus is 10,000 pounds. If he can really be caught, even if it's just someone who provides clues, he will definitely get a reward of at least several hundred pounds."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xio's eyes lit up unexpectedly.

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