Chapter 132 Sun Brooch

"You can pay after confirmation." The "Eye of Wisdom" wearing a hooded robe went directly to Klein and handed him the dark gold brooch.

It's very atmospheric... Klein just stretched out his hand to take it, and before he could take a closer look at it, he felt that the surrounding area had become hot. Even the wind seemed to have been burned by a raging fire. As soon as he inhaled it through his nose, it spread to his lungs.

At this moment, he seemed to have left the cold and humid Backlund, and was in the desert and wilderness in the middle of the northern continent, with the sun emitting infinite light and heat above his head, and surrounded by extremely dry and boundless yellow sand.

Phew, it makes me want to eat ice cream... Klein's forehead slowly dripped with sweat, but under the tight fit of the iron mask, the liquid couldn't fall off smoothly, and could only stick to the spot.

Through direct touch, he sensed the pure and warm power radiating outwards, and the Beyonders around him showed nothing unusual.

After pinning the brooches in the correct position, Klein diffused his spirituality and immersed them into the dark golden surface.

With a bang, he saw pure golden light spots flying all over the sky and received a lot of information.

This includes how to use some spells in the "sun" domain with the help of a brooch.

The focus is on the spiritual input skills and matching opening spells!

Among them, providing spirituality for two seconds, the "brooch" will summon a holy light that descends from the sky to purify undead creatures and cause certain damage to other types of targets.

Continuously providing spirituality for five seconds, coupled with the word "sun" in ancient Hermes, can create a small amount of "sun holy water", which can drive away evil spirits, drive away cold, and purify resentful souls.

Coupled with the difference between strength and discontinuity, the rest of the spells will be cast accordingly.

"Bright Fire" is a dense golden sacred flame that is produced out of thin air. "Purification Slash" is an effective strike against evil spirits and resentful souls. It can be attached to bullets. "Immunity to Fear" can make the wearer no longer feel afraid. "Sacred Vow" is to temporarily increase strength, agility, fire damage or holy damage for oneself by silently reciting the corresponding ancient Hermetic word.

The "sun halo" is aimed at companions within 20 meters, which can effectively improve their courage and purify the evil power in their bodies.

It feels good. Apart from not being weird enough, there are no major flaws. It complements my "Magician" ability... It's just a little hot... Klein's imagination is full of short-sleeved clothes.

He rolled up his robe,

He took out stacks of banknotes from his inner pocket, added the 900 pounds he had just received from the lady behind the "craftsman", and counted a full 2,000 pounds in cash to the waiter of "Eye of Wisdom".

After counting it three times and finally confirming that it was correct, Klein glanced at the rapidly deflated "wallet", feeling both joyful and melancholy.

All he had saved so hard was 574 pounds notes plus 5 gold coins.

However, he also obtained his second magical item, which has significantly less side effects than the "Master Key" and a more powerful magical item, the "Sun Brooch"!

It's just too hot... Klein reached out and touched the iron mask, almost taking it off to fan the wind.

The amount of banknotes returned to the past, he no longer considered buying other items, and sat there quietly, listening to the end.

Stimulated by the huge transaction of 2,000 pounds, tonight's party was relatively active. For example, the whip woven from the feathers of the sacred sunbird was sold for 850 pounds. An ancient book, an extraordinary material.

When it was over, the "Eye of Wisdom" looked around, looked at Klein, and said with a soft smile:

"You're the first to leave."

This is because I'm afraid I'll be robbed... Klein thanked him sincerely, walked out of the living room under the guidance of the waiter, and impatiently took off his hooded robe and iron mask.

He had tried it just now, wrapping and sealing it with spirituality, which could isolate the "Sun Brooch" from continuously purifying the surroundings and prevent its existence from being discovered by other Extraordinary people, but the negative effects could not be weakened unless it was not worn on the body.

In order to ensure my mental health, I will only use it when I need it in the future. The "purification bullet exorcising evil bullets" is usually enough... Klein left the meeting place, made a big circle, and came outside the Bar of the Brave.

He went in and turned around, then came out again quickly, and hired a carriage.

Not surprisingly, he soon saw a figure in a black court dress outlined in the opposite position.

Sharon's appearance didn't change at all, and she asked in an erratic tone:

"Are you ready?"

"Okay, you can choose the ambush location and time, and let me know when you're done." Klein nodded calmly.

Sharon looked at him and said:

"it is good."

Seeing that she was about to disappear, Klein added another sentence:

"Let Kaspers prepare a box of explosives and bury them scattered in different places on the intended battlefield."

Sharon was silent for two seconds and said:

"Steve is also an expert on demolition."

"No, my main purpose is not to blow up anyone." Klein smiled and said, "I just want to set off fireworks."

Sharon looked at him silently for a few seconds, and finally just nodded.

Seeing her figure quickly blur, Klein leaned back against the car wall and opened the car window, allowing the bone-piercing cold wind to blow in. However, he still felt very hot.

When I was on Earth, I hated summer the most. Well, I like popsicles, ice cream, cold drinks, and watermelon... Klein muttered as he reached into his pocket and held the "sun brooch".

This is a magical item worth 2,000 pounds!

Back on Minsk Street, Klein walked slowly towards the house at No. 15 along the road with withered trees on both sides.

When passing by Lawyer Ergen's house, he subconsciously looked inside and saw the gas lamp with a little blue light.

Someone is here... Klein sighed with a smile, sweat dripping down his forehead.

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The next day, early Thursday morning.

As soon as Klein came out of the bathroom with the newspaper, he heard the doorbell being rang.

Who? By the way, Talim mentioned that reporter Mike Joseph will come to find me today... In the sound of clanging, Klein came to the door and grabbed the handle.

The image of the visitor has naturally appeared in his mind:

About 30 years old, with a black woolen coat, a half-top hat of the same color, sparse eyebrows, charming blue eyes, and a beautiful mustache, but rather rough skin. It is Mike Joseph, a reporter from the "Daily Observer".

"Good morning, Mike, Talim told me." Klein opened the door and greeted him.

The "Sun Brooch" was undoubtedly thrown above the gray mist by him.

Mike Joseph pulled down his bow tie and said:

"Sorry to bother you so early, I have other things to do later."

"I understand." Klein said politely, "Have you had breakfast? Would you like to taste my toast?"

Mike suddenly smiled:

"This is really embarrassing."

"It would be great if there is a cup of hot coffee, and milk is also fine. I see you have ordered fresh milk."

"...Okay." Klein followed with a smile.

He busily baked the toast, poured the milk, took out the cream tin, sat down and ate until he was half full without saying a word.

Mike on the opposite side was enjoying his breakfast without restraint, unaware of the silent atmosphere.

Phew... Klein exhaled, put down his cup and said:

"Mike, you want to hire me to protect you?"

Mike slowly put away the knife and fork, took a sip of milk:

"Yes, about two days, Friday and Saturday, and maybe Sunday morning."

"Who wants to hurt you?" Klein asked after consideration.

Mike chuckled and said:

"No, it's an active self-preservation."

"The editor-in-chief of the newspaper arranged for me to go to the East District, the dock area and the factory area to do an investigative news report. It is said that I was sponsored by a certain church or a certain nobleman."

"You know, the East Side is full of gangsters, villains, or people who are willing to sell their conscience for a bite. I need a protector who is good at fighting and shooting."

"Also, most of the private detectives have connections in the Eastern District, don't they?"

I didn't... I rely on metaphysics to solve the case, no, reasoning! Klein thought for a while and said:

"But I may not have time these days."

Have to wait for Miss Sharon's actions.

Mike quickly cleared his throat and said:

"I've already applied for it, 10 pounds, and this time the protection mission is a total of 10 pounds, even if nothing happens."

Klein smiled and said:

"Mike, I'm serious."

"At this time tomorrow, um, come find me after breakfast. If I have time, I will take on this commission. If I am really too busy, I will introduce you to another detective who is also good at fighting and shooting."

Such as Stuart, such as Kaslana... Two names have already flashed through his mind.

Mike ate the rest of the toast and said:

"no problem."

After breakfast, Klein watched the reporter leave his home. Through the glass of the oriel window, he admired the patter of freezing rain outside, the carriages and pedestrians coming and going, admiring the gloomy sky and handfuls of colors. Various umbrellas.

Finally, there is a normal mission... It doesn't involve Extraordinary people, and it's not the kind of cats and cats... It's a pity that it's not a commission like a murder case, otherwise I can experience the feeling of a real detective... There is only one truth! Klein's thoughts wandered endlessly, and he was in an inexplicably leisurely state.

If it wasn't for Sharon and Maric's affairs, he planned to relax, visit various museums, buy a ticket to the Grand Theater, listen to a few operas and concerts, and experience the metropolis of Backlund. Cuisine from all over the world.

Well, I'm a casual tourist, a lonely gourmet... Klein laughed at himself, turned and walked towards the sofa area, intending to flip through the newspapers he hadn't finished reading.

Suddenly, he found that there was an extra note on the coffee table at some point, and the handwriting was elegant and cautious:

"At 10 o'clock tonight, meet at the back door of the Brave Bar."

Klein froze for a moment, turned his head to look out the window, and sighed silently:

"Is it finally about to start..."

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