Chapter 29 Good People and Good Deeds

What happened? Klein's spirit tensed up instantly. ★WWw.slzw New `Thinking` Road`Chinese`Chinese`Network★

He has experienced too many accidents, and he also knows that extraordinary events are prone to happen around him. When he encounters a similar situation, he will inevitably subconsciously be highly vigilant, and he feels like he has suffered from post-traumatic syndrome.

Seriously watching Hazel Macht's back disappear at the top of the stairs, Klein noticed that the other party was only in a hurry, not flustered.

This seems to mean that the situation is under her control... Moreover, Macht is a member of the House of Commons, an upper-class person in the kingdom second only to the noble class, and there is a high probability that there will be Extraordinary people around him to protect him. Well, the eldest son of Earl Hall is also here, His bodyguards must be Extraordinary... In addition, St. Samuel's Church is only about ten minutes away from Boklund Street by carriage. What's the problem? Nighthawks, priests and bishops can come at any time... With the determination to die, otherwise no one would cause an accident at this ball... Klein gradually calmed down, and had another guess about Hazel's situation:

She hurried to the third floor to solve the negative effects of the magical item!

The question Klein asked Arrods at the beginning was, where can I get magical items that can steal other people's extraordinary abilities, and one of the answers given by the "Magic Mirror" was Hazel Macht!

Thinking back to the dancing scene before, Hazel's image was quickly rebuilt in Klein's mind, with different accessories on her as the mainstay.

Hair accessories, earrings, necklaces, brooches, tulle gloves... which one would it be? Klein looked away, feeling thirsty, so he picked up a glass of water, and Gulu drank it clean.

As soon as he put down his glass, he saw the etiquette teacher Vahana Heisen approaching with a plate.

The lady was wearing a long red dress, but she didn't look tacky at all. She smiled slightly and said to Dwayne Dantès:

"I found out that you don't like drinking too much."

"I used to delay important things because of drinking." Klein casually filled out Dawn Dantès' experienced and in-depth image.

Of course, he knows how to restrain himself, and he didn't use the ability of "Faceless Man" to change a finger, which proves how determined he was at the beginning.

Upon hearing this, Wahana smiled thoughtfully and said:

"Your past is full of mysteries, which is fatal to many girls."

Instead of continuing the subject, she said:

"I forgot to tell you, my husband's troubles are solved."

Klein picked up a glass of champagne, raised it forward, and said with a smile:

"It's a real pleasure, congratulations."

He didn't mention at all that he was secretly helping.

Wahana took a deep look at him, and also raised the red wine in her hand and said:

"cheers."

After touching each other lightly and taking a sip, Klein politely apologized, put down his cup, and turned to walk towards the bathroom.

It wasn't that he wanted to go above the gray mist, it was simply because of the negative effect of the "Death Knell" revolver, he drank too much water, and planned to go there for convenience.

When he walked out of the washroom, Klein looked up again at the staircase leading from the second floor to the third floor, and found that Hazel Macht was walking down step by step, his steps were no longer hurried, and his expression was calm and unwavering.

Sure enough, there was no major problem... It should be the negative effect of the magical item on her body... I don't know what effect it is... Klein heaved a sigh of relief, glanced at the dance floor casually, and walked towards a lady during the interval between the changes of the music. In the past, invite each other to dance.

With Dwayne Dantès' appearance and temperament, he was undoubtedly not rejected.

Just like dancing, eating, chatting, eating and eating, the dance slowly came to an end, and guests left one after another.

The same was true for Klein who had completed the business card exchange mission, but he was not the first or the last to leave.

The hall quickly became deserted. Madam Lianna, while supervising the servants to clean up, beckoned her daughter Hazel Macht to come over.

"Mr. Dwayne Dantès' performance is much better than I expected, and many ladies have asked me about his situation in private just now.

Madam Liana said implicitly, "Hazel, you just danced and chatted with Mr. Dantès, what do you think of him?" You are more mature than girls of the same age, I trust your vision and judgment. "

She knew her daughter very well, so she deliberately added the last half of the sentence, otherwise Hazel might not be interested in answering in detail.

When facing her mother, Hazel was not so arrogant, thought for a while and said:

"He is not very familiar with this circle, and it is easy to bring up offensive topics, but he is very knowledgeable."

"Very knowledgeable..." Mrs. Liana repeated her daughter's words in a little surprise.

Based on her understanding of Hazel, this is quite a high evaluation.

She couldn't help being a little worried, afraid that her daughter would fall in love with Dwayne Dantès.

Hazel doesn't think highly of the married gentlemen around her, is it because they are too young, too superficial, and not capable enough? Dwayne Dantès happened to be the type that precocious girls liked... Liana suddenly regretted inviting that gentleman to the ball.

She knew that with Hazel's character, if she fell in love but was opposed, it was entirely possible to elope.

Hazel seemed to be aware of her mother's thoughts, and said without any emotional fluctuations:

"I only like men who are strong enough."

Phew... Liyana secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and no longer worried about the problem just now, because Hazel is a girl who doesn't bother to lie.

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In the middle of the night, Hazel got up from the bed, and with the help of her night vision ability, she changed into clothes that made it easier to move.

She climbed down from the balcony of her bedroom, carefully avoided the bodyguards at home, and sneaked out of the garden all the way to the middle of Boklund Street—not all sewer entrances allow humans to pass through freely and have vertical Straight metal ladder.

Hazel skillfully removed the manhole cover, climbed down, and closed the manhole cover from the inside.

It took nearly three quarters of an hour before she moved the manhole cover and returned to the shadows of the street.

At this moment, Hazel saw a black figure flipping lightly into the garden not far away.

"No. 160..." She read out the corresponding house number.

This is Dwayne Dantès' home.

On the third floor of the building, Klein woke up from a dream again due to his spiritual intuition, wishing he could catch the infiltrator who interrupted his sleep and feed it to "Squirming Hunger".

This time, he directly opened the iron cigarette case and released the "Resentful Soul" marionette.

Senior's figure in a dark red coat first walked into the full-length mirror, and then jumped onto the oriel window glass in the personal servant's room.

"He" stared at Richardson and saw the manservant turn over and sit up, looking at the door with fear and nervousness.

The door opened silently, and a figure flashed in.

Under the crimson moonlight, the infiltrator revealed a brownish-yellow complexion, a soft outline, and short black curly hair. He was obviously of the Balam race in the southern continent.

He stood at the door with a bit of cold air, looked at Richardson who was looking at him, and said in a deep voice:

"Have you considered it?

"Don't think that if you break away from us, you can get the peaceful life you want. You have the blood of Death God's people flowing in your body, and you are destined to give everything to restore the glory of God.

"Think about your dead mother, think about the bullying you have been subjected to, do you hope that your children will still grow up in the eyes of others' discrimination in the future, and will always be someone else's servant?"

"...But, what can I do..." Richardson said with difficulty, lowering his head.

"Waiting for your task." The infiltrator's voice softened a bit.

Richardson didn't answer whether it was good or not, and seemed to be struggling in his heart.

The infiltrator didn't care about his hesitation. When he had agreed, he turned around, exited the room, and left the same way.

"People of the God of Death... the Spiritual Cult, or other people from the Balam Restoration Organization?" Klein, who had witnessed everything just now, lay on the bed and said silently to himself, "What task will they ask Richardson to do? Stealing my money, funding an organization? Or creating terror at some high-class party?"

At this time, the intruder had climbed down from the large balcony, walked through the garden, climbed out of the outer wall with the iron fence, and returned to the street.

Suddenly, he saw a figure on the left rushing towards him, hurriedly dodged, clenched his fists, and launched a powerful bombardment.

boom!

The fist hit the black shadow, but it penetrated directly, as if it hit the shadow created by the light of a gas street lamp.

At the same time, he was hit hard on the back of the head, and he fainted to the ground.

Hazel's figure immediately appeared behind the infiltrator, with a slightly excited expression, as if she had completed a successful deception.

She quickly restrained her emotions, maintained her haughty posture, and glanced sideways at the black iron gate at No. 160 Boklund Street.

The girl bent down, grabbed the intruder's arm, and dragged him step by step to Dawn Dantès' door.

Immediately afterwards, Hazel let go of her left hand, dealt with the traces, raised her chin slightly, took two steps forward, and rang the doorbell.

Then, she left quickly with her back straight, and returned home along the shadow of the street.

On a gas street lamp outside No. 160, a figure in a dark red coat and an old triangular hat was quietly reflected on the glass surface wrapped by a black metal fence, watching the whole process from the sidelines.

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How should I deal with it... Klein in the room thought in embarrassment.

He knew that Hazel was kind enough to help the neighbors deal with the infiltrator and did not leave her name, but in this way, after the housekeeper called the police, the matter would be investigated further and would definitely be transferred to the Nighthawks. is an important question.

If Klein is really just an ordinary person, then it's fine, let the Nighthawks investigate casually, but he is not only a strong Sequence 5, but he is also planning to steal the items behind the Chanis Gate, and he doesn't want to be interrupted by accident. Had to change identity again.

Frankly speaking, his first thought of dealing with it was to find an excuse to fire Richardson.

However, he was a little shaken by the conversation he had just heard.

If Richardson is fired at this time, he who longs for a peaceful life will be pushed into the abyss by me, and he can only get mixed up with those people... Unfortunately, the identity of Dwayne Dantès has a "task", Otherwise, it wouldn't be a big problem to help him casually... Klein thought with a sigh.

Ten seconds later, the unconscious intruder at the door suddenly stood up, moved his neck, and hid in the nearby shadows. At this time, the butler Walter, who heard the doorbell, just put on his clothes and walked out of the main entrance of the building.