Chapter 86 Reminder

Klein immediately looked away from Ms. Wilma Gladys, and looked at the desserts such as carrot cake and cream muffins, as well as roasted chicken, stewed lamb, and fried ribeye steak not far away from them. , Dixie's specialty grilled fish and other food.

He swallowed his saliva very slightly, forced himself to look back, and prepared to invite Mrs. Mary to the second dance.

——As the master, he couldn't miss the first three dances, so he could only temporarily forget his hunger and the delicacies over there.

At this time, Wilma Gladys, whose stomach was already very obvious, walked to the place where the cups of ice cream were placed, stretched out his hand, and then retracted it.

"Want to eat?" Her husband, Dr. Allen, did not go to the first dance, but still followed his pregnant wife.

Wilma Gladys shook her head seriously and said:

"No, I don't want to eat it, I'm pregnant and it's not good to eat ice cream.

"However, the little guy in my stomach seems to want to taste a little, just a little."

Dr. Allen nodded invisibly and said:

"Then taste a little and give me the rest."

Wilma instantly revealed an uncontrollable smile:

"You really dote on children!"

She didn't object, watching her husband pick up a ball of ice cream from the ice cubes.

After enjoying two mouthfuls, Wilma closed her eyes, looked away suddenly, and looked at the ladies who didn't go to dance the first dance. Covering his mouth with his palm, he snickered.

What funny things are they talking about? Wilmar was suddenly curious, and after greeting her husband Alan, he walked over there.

However, the ladies quickly dispersed, as if waiting for the second dance.

Wilma was disappointed for a while, and said to the only beautiful lady who stayed where she was:

"Do you know what they were talking about just now?"

"I'm not interested in their topics." Hazel glanced at the pregnant woman beside her and said.

It was a little disrespectful that she didn't point fingers at each other's questions, because pregnant wives are always somewhat privileged.

It was only then that Wilma noticed that Hazel with long dark green hair was holding a glass of champagne, as if she didn't want to be invited to dance.

She has a kind of arrogance from the bottom of her heart, even when she looks at the baroness, she only maintains the most basic courtesy... This is a character that people like, but the problem is that she treats everyone like this, and she is too arrogant. Indifferent... Maybe it is in the "rebellious period" proposed by Emperor Roselle? As a middle school teacher, Wilma couldn't help but comment a few words in her heart, and then distanced herself from Hazel with interest, looking for familiar ladies and wives to chat.

After dancing the first three dances, Klein finally got a brief break, and was able to stuff some food and drink a cup of thirst-quenching sweet iced tea with ice cubes—this is the special feature of Dixie that he specially asked the kitchen to prepare.

Because of the influence of the "Death Knell" revolver, he drank a little too much. After chatting with Bishop Elektra for a few words, he apologized and left and went to the bathroom.

In fact, he could hold back at least three dances, but he felt that "Snake of Destiny" Will Auceptin's sudden visit might be because he wanted to communicate with him, so he took the initiative to find a suitable unmanned environment.

Although He is an unborn fetus and comes passively, if He doesn't want to see me, there are at least a hundred ways to prevent His mother from going out... In short, let's try it first... Klein grumbled and went into the bathroom room, locked the door.

He was hesitating whether to solve the problem of the distended lower abdomen first, or to wait patiently for a minute or two, when he had a sudden inspiration, and immediately looked at the bathroom mirror.

At some point in the mirror, a black baby carriage was reflected. The shadow inside the car was so deep that people could not see the specific details clearly, except that there was a child wrapped in silver silk.

The child said in a clear voice:

"Your fate has shifted a little bit."

"What happened?" Klein tensed up.

Will Auceptin in the baby state sneered and said:

"You have to ask yourself that!

"I can only know that you should have met an angel.

"

Klein suddenly remembered what happened on that primitive island and his guesses, thought for a few seconds, and asked with a frown:

"Can angels see something special about me?

"I've seen orange light, and he told me that only a few, high-ranking spirit world creatures, as well as certain gods with unique authority and Extraordinary beings representing destiny can discover this to varying degrees, and they must have been in close contact."

Will Auceptin in the stroller sucked his thumb and said with a smile:

"Probably not, because you are not dangerous.

"Also, apart from your specialness, some of the items on you and your companions may also be special, which can arouse that person's interest."

Some items on me, my companions... Klein thought about it, and realized that he might have been hinted at before, and he really didn't expect it, so he missed one thing:

As he explores the pristine island, he takes Grossel's Travels with him!

This is the book made by the ancient god, "Dragon of Imagination" Angleweed!

If that original island is really related to the Twilight Hermit Society, no matter in the depths of the church is the angel of the "spectator" path carrying high-sequence materials from the "storm" path, or on the contrary, he should be interested in this travelogue, after all this There is a high probability that the leader of the organization is the "angel of fantasy", Adam, the son of God! It is precisely because of this travel book that I was allowed to take the "Tyrant" card and prevented me and Mr. "The Hanged Man" from further exploring? Klein said with some guesswork:

"How to solve this?"

"There is no need to solve it. In the long run, this should be a good thing, but there will be a lot of trouble in the middle." Will Auceptin said in a clear voice, "And you have already shouldered a lot of things, and then It doesn't matter if you have one more thing, I remind you, it's just to let you pay more attention, so as not to be knocked down by trouble."

...It makes sense, you don't have to worry about debts, and maybe you can create opportunities for creditors to fight... After thinking carefully, Klein echoed in his heart.

He asked instead:

"My friend who wants a drop of the blood of a mythical creature would like to know, what exactly do you need?"

"What do you need?" Will Auceptin sneered again, "I need a lot, such as a way to accommodate the 'Dice of Probability', such as helping me get rid of that guy Ouroreus, if it can be done, you want to draw You can draw as many tubes of blood as you need! But, can it be done?"

If it could be done, why take the risk of killing Ouroreus? Wouldn't it be better to deal directly with your weak "snake of fate"? Klein shook his head without a doubt while cursing:

"cannot."

"Then think about something else, I'm not in a hurry." Will Auceptin paused and said, "There is something wrong with that proud girl at the ball tonight, if you have a chance to chat with her, you can lead the topic to In terms of dreams."

Hazel? dream? Klein nodded thoughtfully and said:

"it is good."

Seeing that Will Auceptin seemed to want to leave, he said quickly:

"That Thousand Paper Crane is about to break. How can I contact you in case of an emergency?"

Will Auceptin was silent for a while and said:

"Did you expect me to fold a thousand origami cranes for you in mother's womb? Even if you could fold them, you wouldn't be able to get them!

"If I want to find you, as long as you still live here, I can do it anytime in my dream.

"If you have an urgent matter, just come and visit my father! Don't you have to wait a long time to use the thousand paper cranes?

"Okay, as an unborn fetus, it's time for me to catch up on sleep. I'll talk about it later."

Klein could only nod his head and said:

"If you have nothing else to do."

Will Auceptin's figure that was about to dissipate suddenly stopped, and after two seconds he said:

"There is one more thing."

"What's the matter?" Klein's spirit tensed up again.

Will Auceptin made a "head" and said:

"Your chef's ice cream is too sweet..."

ah? Klein didn't realize what the other party was saying for a short time. He didn't wake up until the black baby carriage disappeared into the mirror, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

After solving the problem of distended lower abdomen, he washed his hands and went out, found Richardson, the personal servant, and ordered:

"Go to the kitchen and ask them to reduce the sweetness of the subsequent ice cream."

Richardson didn't ask why, and immediately copied it. He didn't think of a question until he was about to enter the kitchen:

Mr. Dwayne Dantès seems to have never touched ice cream, why do you know it is too sweet?

For this question, Richardson quickly had an answer. He believed that a guest told his employer about the problem after tasting the ice cream.

Although this is a bit impolite, it is not too uncommon, especially for familiar friends, who will take the initiative and kindly remind them, so as not to drop the reputation of the host of the dance party.

At this time, because the last dance was still going on, Klein was not in a hurry to think about a dance partner, and walked to the long table on the edge, planning to eat some delicious food as soon as possible.

He had just picked out a piece of Dixie's grilled fish with no thorns, when he suddenly saw Wilma Gladys approaching and took a cup of sweet iced tea.

The lady nodded to the host of the ball, smiled and said:

"It's a nice drink, I've never had it before."

"Sweet iced tea from the south." Klein explained with a smile, glanced casually at the other person's stomach and said, "He seems to be very well-behaved, er, maybe it's her."

Wilma smiled and said:

"It's like that most of the time, but occasionally in the middle of the night it's noisy."

In the middle of the night... Occasionally... it wouldn't be the time to answer my question... Klein suddenly felt a little ashamed, pretending that he didn't think about it, and turned his attention back to the dinner plate, while Wilma took a sip of sweet iced tea and turned to Return to where you chatted before.

When a new dance was about to start, Klein handed over the plate and cup to the waiter next to him, glanced at where Hazel was, walked over slowly, and saluted with a smile:

"Miss, do I have the honor of asking you to dance?"

Hazel was silent for a few seconds, then put the glass of champagne in her hand on the tray in the waiter's hand, and politely responded:

"It's my honor too." (=Easy Kan Novel)