Chapter 32 Initial Review

When he heard the illusory and layered prayers, Klein was sitting in a four-wheeled carriage, returning to Boklund Street from St. Samuel's Church.

A woman...not too anxious... He could only make the roughest judgment about this, and he couldn't respond immediately above the gray mist.

Glancing outside the window at the gas street lamps that dissipated the darkness, Klein withdrew his gaze, picked up the white-glazed porcelain inlaid gold teacup, and took a sip.

Seeing this, Richardson on the side mustered up his courage and said:

"Sir, I have already figured it out. You are right. Everyone grows up with little or no experience. Thank you for giving me such a chance to grow."

With Godops and his gang confirmed dead, he finally stopped worrying and started thinking about his career.

Changing employers in a short period of time is a considerable stain on a servant. Once he resigns from Dwayne Dantès, Richardson believes that it will be difficult for him to continue working as a personal servant.

This would be a great loss to him.

This is not only because the annual salary of a personal servant is at least 25 pounds, which is far superior to other non-management positions, comparable to that of the hostess's personal servant, but also because the personal servant and the personal servant are the most likely to become housekeepers among the servants !

They follow the hostess or hostess, help them with trivial matters, be their mouthpieces, and be their assistants. They can effectively cultivate their own abilities, master various skills of housekeeping, and use this to become the employer's confidant, as long as they have the opportunity , can be relatively easily converted to the manor deacon, butler assistant, deputy butler, and promoted to butler step by step.

Richardson really longed for a peaceful life, but that didn't mean he was willing to be a servant all the time. He undoubtedly wanted to use his own efforts to get more salary and a higher status. Butler is his ultimate goal.

"I understand now, it's not too late." Klein responded with a smile, allowing Richardson to stay.

Back at No. 160 Boklund Street, he ordered the housekeeper Tanya to let the kitchen prepare a midnight snack for him at 11:30, and went up to the third floor, took off his coat, and entered the bathroom.

At this time, hot water of the right temperature had been placed in the bathtub five minutes in advance by the maid.

Klein didn't rush to take a bath, he came above the gray mist, and figured out who was praying just now.

Mr. X... Traveler... Ms. "Magician" is not low in efficiency... Unknowingly, she has also grown up... Klein said a few words to himself.

After careful consideration, he manifested "The World" Gehrman Sparrow, and made the dummy pray in the pervasive gray fog:

"...give me time, place and more information, only in this way can I act."

Klein's idea is very simple, that is, the ability of "Traveler" is quite useful, but it is difficult for Dawn Dantès to leave Boklund Street for a long time or stay in the room all the time, if Miss "Magician" Although it can provide detailed and reliable information, an assassination will not affect anything, but if the "world" is to collect information from the outside, it will definitely be impossible, and it will affect more important things.

Soon, "Magician" Forsi responded:

"...I will collect it as soon as possible."

Since Mr. X's party has not yet been determined when and where it will be next, she can only wait patiently.

After finalizing this matter, Klein returned to the real world, stripped himself off, and lay down in the bathtub.

The warm water wrapped around him, and he squinted his eyes comfortably, feeling the exhaustion of his body and mind being washed away little by little.

He has gone to St. Samuel Church several times during this time to listen to Bishop Elektra's explanation of "Apocalypse of the Night", and has mastered the images and characteristics of the two inner guards. However, because there has been no repetition, he still It is impossible to determine the regularity of the watchmen's rotation.

And such behavior will also bring trouble, Klein opened his eyes, looked at the mist above, and sighed in his heart:

"The first review should be coming soon..."

A person who frequents the inner area of ​​St. Samuel's Church,

There is a high probability that he will be scrutinized by the "Nighthawks", and when his origin is not so clear, similar things are almost inevitable.

If there was no review, it would be a serious dereliction of duty for the Nighthawks... Klein let out a sigh of relief.

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Underground of St. Samuel's Church, Leonard slowly walked out of a room that was so quiet and silent.

His emerald green eyes seemed to be stained with strange black water, with countless illusory bubbles and ripples appearing and disappearing.

"Not bad, you've become a 'Requiemer' so soon, you're almost catching up with me." Daly Simone, who was standing in the corridor, congratulated her as if teasing herself.

She was still wearing a black robe with a hood, blue eyeshadow and blush, and she had a kind of enchanting beauty.

When Leonard saw this familiar lady, he felt that the other person's temperament became a little colder, and there seemed to be countless shadows hiding around him, layer after layer, deep and cold.

"Obviously, I still have a long way to go from you. With your state, you should be able to be promoted to 'Gatekeeper', right?" Leonard was not too casual in front of Daly, and his words were more serious, because if he was joking, In the end, it must be he who blushed and embarrassed, not the lady.

——"Gatekeeper" is the Sequence 5 of the "Necromancer" pathway.

"It was done two months ago." Daly said without concealment, with a slightly distorted expression.

Leonard probably understood the reason, nodded slightly and said:

"Have you accumulated enough merits yet?"

Daly pouted immediately and said:

"right.

"It's like being in bed, getting everything ready, only to find out there's no condoms in the house, and it's night outside and most of the shops in the neighborhood are closed!"

Wonderful metaphor... Leonard couldn't respond well, so he could only smile and say:

"You can proactively take over some things."

Without giving Daly a chance to speak, he pointed to the other end of the corridor:

"Captain Soest is still waiting for my report on the promotion."

Daly didn't say anything, and watched him leave.

When his back disappeared around the corner, the lady's expression was in a daze, and she whispered to herself:

"Captain Soest..."

In the room where Leonard's Red Gloves team was temporarily stationed, Soest, who had just become a "spiritual witch", saw this sloppy subordinate coming in, and threw a document over:

"Very well, you've been promoted. I'll congratulate you later, and do a dream review of the target first."

It was already late at night, but for the "Nighthawks" whose main force was the "Sleepless", it was not much different from the daytime, and they were even stronger.

"Isn't this the task of the local 'Nighthawks'?" Leonard took the file and asked casually.

"They have a lot of work recently, and they are short of manpower. Please help us." Soest explained indifferently.

Leonard didn't ask any more questions, and immediately lowered his head, flipping through the documents.

The first thing that caught his eyes was a photo, and the middle-aged gentleman on it made him very impressed!

"Dwayne Dantès..." Leonard's pupils suddenly shrank.

He knew this gentleman, and knew that the other party was an undead monster that survived the fourth era, at least belonging to the level of a saint, and even stronger!

And he also knows my secret and the identity of the old man... Leonard instinctively raised his hand and rubbed his temple:

"Captain Soest, I have just been promoted, and my spirituality is still a little out of control."

"That's it..." Soest realized that he seemed to have made a mistake, and quickly turned to the other red-gloved man, "Albert, you come."

The man named Albert was a man in his thirties, with yellowish hair, slightly pale skin, and an unfit physique.

Leonard heaved a sigh of relief, and handed over the document in his hand to the other party.

At this moment, his heart suddenly thumped: Will Albert be affected badly when he enters the dream of the undead monster?

At this moment, he regretted a little, thinking that he should do this by himself, at least he knew the danger and had dealt with the other party before, so that he would not offend.

Dwayne Dantès probably wouldn't do anything to Albert... If he overreacted and caused Albert to become abnormal, then his problems would be exposed before our eyes, and with the strength of the Church and Backlund In such a situation, he couldn't leave this metropolis alive... Leonard quickly calmed down, believing that Dwayne Dantès would use a softer way to avoid the censorship in his dreams.

He pulled up a chair and sat next to Albert, seemingly casually reading the newspaper, but actually kept an eye on him to prevent accidents from happening.

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160 Berklund Street, inside the master bedroom.

Klein in the dream suddenly woke up, knowing that an "outsider" was coming.

Review of "Nighthawks"? While muttering, he looked around and found himself in that half-open room.

Then, he heard a knock on the door.

"Come in..." Klein tried his best to make his voice sound like he was dreaming.

Turning the handle, the door opened, and a thin yellow-haired man in a black windbreaker walked in. It was Albert in red gloves.

"Superintendent of the Backlund Police Department." Albert casually showed his ID and sat opposite Klein.

"What's the matter, officer?" Klein got into a state.

He knew that due to the influence of "Nightmare" ability, he should behave a little more normally at this time.

Albert showed a stack of papers, and said in a low voice:

"Dwayne Dantès, male, from Dixi County..."

He roughly recounted the information he had collected so far, and finally asked:

"Is this information true?"

"Some are true, and some are false." Klein in the dream responded honestly.

The real part is probably only the two points of "male gender" and "no female companion"... At the same time, he laughed at himself in his heart.

Seeing that there was progress soon, Albert was slightly happy in his heart, and said with a straight face:

"Which ones are false?"

Klein had already prepared for this, pretending to recall:

"My wealth does not come from mines, but from my adventures in the southern continent."

Combining the situation in West Balam described by Anderson, he fabricated a story about how a commoner gained wealth by relying on eloquence, intelligence, experience, and boldness in the area where Loen and Intis often clashed.

This story isn't detailed, it's just an outline, the main purpose is to make the Nighthawks believe that Dwayne Dantès is an ordinary person with an adventurous spirit, not an Extraordinary person - similar to rumors of getting rich, there are many in Loen, Not uncommon.

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