Chapter 95

Klein, who was lying on the bed, still couldn't sleep until dawn, because he thought that when most people in the whole street were awakened by the underground movement, it would be more suspicious to sleep soundly without noticing anything.

Sure enough, when he just got up, walked to the balcony, opened the curtains, and pretended to look for the source of the roar, the housekeeper Walter had already knocked on the door and arranged for two servants with double-barreled shotguns to protect the employer in case of accidents.

It didn't take long for the police to arrive, and according to the accounts of many residents of the block, the sewers were targeted.

After that, Mr. Dawn Dantès, an ordinary citizen, did not know what they found and whether they asked the "Nighthawks" for assistance.

After initially confirming that there would be no more accidents, he sent the butler and servants away, and hurried to bed to catch up on sleep.

When he woke up, Boklund Street had returned to normal, pedestrians in twos and threes, carriages passing by occasionally, and the Intis plane trees beside the road continued to make the place look deep and quiet.

"Has the investigation result come out?" Klein looked at himself in the mirror, and asked Richardson, the personal servant who helped arrange his clothes.

Richardson had already inquired clearly, so he waited for the employer to ask, and immediately replied:

"It is said that some gangsters were trading arms in the nearby sewer, and the explosion was accidentally triggered."

It's a reasonable explanation... Klein didn't ask any more questions, and didn't even think about where the demigod of the "Stealer" pathway who could steal his thoughts ended up going, and whether he was found by the Nighthawks.

This is because he believes that the other party's initiative to detonate the explosives will definitely have a very serious impact on him. If he had enough ability or a suitable environment, that person would have already "parasitic" Hazel. , In other words, within two or three weeks, or even within two or three months, Klein no longer needs to worry about what the other party will do.

The second is that Klein has no doubt that he will also be hurt because of the further investigation and pushing that person to a desperate situation. Once the other party no longer cares about anything and affects the surrounding area on a large scale, then even if he does not reveal his identity, he will still bear half of it. God's attack, and the innocent residents of this street.

In addition to these two reasons, Klein is also worried about one thing, that is, if there are abnormalities in the originally "normal" Berklund Street, it will definitely arouse the deep suspicion of the official Extraordinary, and when this happens Everything happened after Dwayne Dantès moved in. Even if Klein was full of mouths, he still couldn't explain it clearly. At that time, he could only give up his plan and reconsider other plans.

I can't go to the sewer recently, there is a high probability that there will be an official trap...there is only one thing to do,

Well, keep a close eye on Hazel to see if there are any abnormalities in her, and once you find any signs of danger, you will immediately become a "Grand Thief" and post a "small advertisement" at the door of St. Samuel's Church... Klein went downstairs with a calm expression After breakfast, he returned to the master bedroom and asked his personal servant Richardson to wait at the door, while he took out the paper crane that was about to break down from his wallet.

He intends to make use of it one last time, and pass the bargaining chip given by "Admiral of the Stars" to "Snake of Destiny" Will Auceptin, to see if he will agree.

Normally, he can do this by visiting at home, but when Dr. Allen didn't invite him and he didn't have enough reasons, visiting is not a good choice. It is easy to make people suspect the motive, and he can't tell Dr. Allen, I'm not looking for you, but for the fetus in your wife's womb.

Carefully spreading out the thousand paper cranes, Klein glanced at the pencil writing left behind last time, and intuitively believed that as long as he used an eraser, the paper would definitely be torn.

However, this could not embarrass him, he picked up a black absorbent pen, and wrote words directly on the paper:

"The bargaining chip has been given over there."

The dark blue and near-black ink is many times more vivid than the pencil mark, so although the two parts of the text overlap completely, it does not affect others' recognition of the top word at all.

There are always more solutions than difficulties... Klein nodded in satisfaction, and folded the spread paper back to the paper crane state along the lines.

This time, he suspected that any further disassembly would cause damage.

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City of Silver, Berg's house.

Since the Tarot Society ended, Derrick seemed to have turned into a stone statue, sitting by the bed, motionless.

It didn't know how long it took before he was "woke up" by the noise from the street outside, but the nightmare-like feeling still enveloped him, making his steps towards the window seem quite heavy.

"God may be dead..." "God may never come back..." Similar thoughts kept echoing in Derrick's mind, brewing uncontrollable despair and pain.

Although when he killed his parents with his own hands, he already doubted whether God would return, whether he would take care of the abandoned people of darkness, and then he wanted to rely on Mister Fool to turn himself into a real "sun" ", to help the residents of the City of Silver get rid of the curse of fate, but the education he received since childhood and the surrounding environment still affect him all the time, making him still look forward to the return of the Creator, and to get a response to the sacrifice and repentance of the City of Silver.

And now, all hope has been destroyed, only the last bit remains, and it may be overwhelmed by darkness at any time.

The City of Silver will continue like this forever, and eventually disappear into the darkness completely. No one will remember that we ever existed and struggled... Derrick cast his eyes out the window and saw many residents of the area he lived gathered together. Spontaneously pray and confess to the Creator of all things.

This is not a ceremony organized by the "Six-member Council", but a tradition that has been formed in the City of Silver for two or three thousand years. If you have good things, you must pray, if you feel emotionally unstable, you must pray, if someone in the family is injured, you must pray, and when a new life is born, you must pray.

Lightning pierced the sky and illuminated the street. Derrick stood in the darkness of the house, staring blankly outside. He didn't move for a long time, but his hands were clenched unconsciously.

When the residents dispersed, he finally looked away, his expression distorted.

Stretching out his hand to touch "Thunder God's Roar", Derrick's eyes gradually became firmer, and he was going to make some friends according to what Mr. "The Hanged Man" said, and help him from the side.

Soon, he became embarrassed again, because he didn't know how to take the initiative to make friends, how to greet others warmly, and find topics to talk about.

This is something against his character.

After thinking about it, Derrick decided to go to the training ground and use fighting methods to re-establish friendship with his original acquaintances. There was a crowd gathering place in the City of Silver, and he often met people he was fairly familiar with.

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It was another late night, and Klein saw the dark and desolate plain and the mysterious and gloomy spire in his dream as he wished.

Passing through one obstacle after another, he arrived at the area where the tarot cards were scattered, and a black baby carriage was already there.

Will Auceptin, who was wrapped in silver silk, asked in a clear voice:

"What bargaining chips are there?"

This time, you're very active and proactive... Where's your Sequence 1 restraint? However, children are like this, and their mentality is maintained well... Klein chuckled secretly, and said:

"Two chips, choose one.

"One is to look at the 'Wheel of Fortune' card once, and the other is to temporarily recover a certain strength during the weak period."

Will Auceptin was silent for a second, then laughed and said:

"That's Bernadette over there.

"My hunch was right, I can get something good this time."

Then he asked back:

"Which chip do you think I'll pick?"

Klein subconsciously thought that I had a chance to ask a question, and immediately laughed at himself and said:

"Two."

Will Auceptin clicked his tongue and said:

"Do I look like a mythical creature with no analog?

"I have restarted it countless times, and I will definitely prepare consciously in advance!"

Makes sense... Klein nodded and said:

"Do you want to see the 'Wheel of Fortune' card? Or ask them to change the chips?"

Will Auceptin sucked his finger and said:

"I choose two."

"..." Klein's expression froze on his face.

At this moment, Will Auceptin said with a smile:

"If you know one more method, you will have one more hole card. Isn't that right?"

Yes, what you said is correct... Klein responded helplessly:

"Okay, when will the deal be done?"

Will Auceptin waved his short arms and said:

"Of course when I was born and had cord blood!

"It's probably early July, it could be earlier."

Having said that, he regained the tranquility of his limbs, chuckled and said:

"If they want to give me that way in advance, I don't mind."

"They?" Klein subconsciously asked back, not understanding why the "Mercury Snake" knew it was them, and not "Queen of Mysteries" Bernadette alone.

Will Auceptin sucked his fingers and said vaguely:

"Bernadette has passed the stage of needing a drop of mythical creature blood. This should be prepared by her for her subordinates."

Is that so... Ms. "Hermit" needs it? Klein asked thoughtfully:

"What is the effect of such a drop of mythical creature blood? The main ingredient of some kind of potion?"

He thought of the fact that a drop of divine blood from "Eternal Blazing Sun" could be used as the main ingredient of the "Darkless One" potion.

"No, do you want to commit suicide by taking the blood of mythical creatures from the 'Fate' pathway?" Will Auceptin sneered, "I heard that Sequence 5 of the 'Secretist' pathway is promoted to Sequence 4, and it needs to be fully analyzed Obtaining complex and vast knowledge from a drop of mythical creature blood is part of the ceremony, and because the blood of mythical creatures used is different, once successful, their proficiency at the 'occultist' stage will also be different. "

It can still be like this... Rituals in different ways and in different sequences have their own characteristics... Klein saluted in a daze:

"Thank you for your answer."

Will Auceptin waved his hand and said:

"Don't bother me anymore, and let me be born quietly is the greatest thanks!"

Before Klein could respond, he added another sentence:

"It's not a bother to give me that method!"

After speaking, the black baby carriage backed up, entered the shadows, and disappeared.

Seeing the surrounding tower walls collapse, Klein let out a silent sigh of relief, ready to break free and sleep again.

At this moment, he froze, and found that a new force had invaded his dream.

One after another just left, it was more lively than during the day! As Klein guided the dream to change according to his own ideas, he pretended to be dazed and looked around.

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