Chapter 139 Director

what happened? The sudden change made Hazel, who was inexperienced, not know how to deal with it for a while, she stood there for a few seconds before pushing open the door and rushing in.

When she came to the scorched black mouse, the self-proclaimed demigod stood up and said calmly

"You forgot to close the door."

"Ah..." Hazel looked blank at first, and then realized that she was eager to find out the situation, and didn't close the door casually as usual to prevent the maid from peeking inside.

Seeing that the mouse didn't seem to be a big deal, Hazel pursed her lips, turned around, and walked back to the door.

During this process, she did not forget to take a look in the direction of the full-length mirror, and saw that everything was normal there, without any problems, and it clearly reflected the scene in the room, not more than one person, not less than one thing.

In the sound of clicking, Hazel asked proactively

"Teacher, what happened just now?"

The mouse with scorched fur turned sideways to her, looking out the window and said,

"In the world of occultism, wherever supernatural powers are involved, there are dangers that cannot be ignored.

"I tried to do a divination with the help of a mirror just now, but it attracted the gaze of an unknown being. After a fierce confrontation, I finally solved the problem and prevented the danger from spreading to the entire block."

The mouse spoke fluently without stuttering or intermittently, as if the lightning strike just now was just a trivial matter.

That's it... why didn't you remind me about this before... Hazel frowned uncontrollably, and vaguely smelled the mixed smell of burnt hair and decomposed fat in the air.

Before she could respond, the mouse turned towards the balcony, almost turning its back on her.

"As a result, there is something wrong with my physical condition, and I am no longer suitable to stay here, otherwise it will be easy to be discovered by the Church of Evernight.

"Well, you are looking for a chance to send me to your manor in the suburbs."

Looking at the scorched black fur of the mouse and smelling the smell of barbecue, Hazel was silent for a few seconds, suppressed her doubts, nodded and said

"OK."

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160 Berklund Street.

Klein, who was sitting in the easy chair, saw ripples like water waves overflowing from the surface of the full-length mirror, and streaks of silver light rose up.

Silver words take shape one after the other to form a sentence

"Great master, your little servant Arrodes has followed your instructions, warned the demigod of the 'thief' path, and gave her a small punishment."

she? When Klein was chewing on the personal pronouns used by Arrods, the mirror sparkled, reflecting a scene

The silver lightning struck fiercely, and the gray mouse twitched and fell down.

This is...too weak, right? Klein suddenly realized that the state of this demigod might be worse than he imagined.

"Are you satisfied with my handling?" The silver line squirmed quickly and turned into a question.

"Not bad." Klein nodded lightly.

Considering the state of the demigod, he paused for a second and tentatively asked

"Why don't you just kill her?"

Arrods outlined one silver word after another on the surface of the mirror

"If you can't guarantee that you can kill the demigod target, it's best not to push them into a corner.

"Once they no longer suppress and completely give up on themselves, they will mutate into incomplete mythical creatures that lose their minds.

"A lot of the time, they're not in the right shape, they're struggling to exert their strength because they're fighting a tendency to get out of control.

"I, my body is not here, so I can only be a small punishment."

At the same time as the last line of words stood out, the water light on the full-length mirror flickered twice, and Klein suddenly had the feeling that some kind of creature was looking at him eagerly.

He didn't respond in this regard, nodded and said

"That's all for today. If there's anything else, I'll call you again."

"Okay, master~" The mirror immediately reflected a stick figure expression of waving hands.

After tidying up the room, Klein finished his afternoon nap, opened the door and walked out of the master bedroom.

Not long after, Walter, the butler wearing white gloves, came to the third floor, entered the semi-open room with a large balcony, and said to his employer, Dawn Dantès,

"Sir, the church has sent a letter inviting you to serve as a council member of the 'Luen Charity and Student Fund'. You can choose to work in it directly, with a not-so-meager salary, or just treat it as a Honorary titles, only participate in discussions and votes when there are important matters."

The church is very efficient, and it has already set up a shelf... Klein thought for a while, and felt that since he had already donated more than ten thousand pounds, there was no need to receive a salary. It would be better to do things thoroughly, so he thought about it open the way

"As an honorary title, but I hope to occasionally participate in the actual operation of the fund, and contribute to its promotion and help more people."

"I will convey your thoughts to the church." Walter responded earnestly, "If you have no other questions or other matters, it is best to witness the official establishment of this fund on Wednesday morning."

Klein picked up the bone china cup and drank the black tea

"it is good."

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On the "Golden Dream", Danitz stood in front of the deck, looking melancholy at the blue sea with choppy waves ahead.

After being urged again by Gehrman Sparrow, he felt that he could not delay any longer, otherwise it might become a bounty at some point.

I don't want to fall asleep and become a pile of banknotes... If you are suspicious, be suspicious! Danitz grinned for a while, mustered up his courage, went straight to the captain's cabin through the hatch.

When Anderson Hood could not be found in a short period of time, he could only face "Vice Admiral Iceberg" Edwina Edwards.

After arriving at the destination, Danitz took three deep breaths before raising his right hand, ready to knock on the door.

At this moment, the voice of "Vice General Bingshan" came from inside

"Please come in."

"..." Danitz paused with his right hand, squeezed out a smile, and opened the door.

Immediately, he saw his captain sitting behind the desk, holding a deep red absorbent pen, writing something.

"Captain, I have something to ask you." Danitz moved closer, bent slightly, and said with a smile.

Edwina put down the pen, pulled the lace shirt cuffs that formed a flower-like bow tie, glanced at Danitz and said

"You want to ask about the situation in West Balam?"

"Huh?" Danitz's expression suddenly became dull.

The captain already knows?

It must be "iron skin" and "shit", these bastards, these shit, told the captain!

I knew that there were no secrets to keep on this ship, especially the captain!

After scolding in his heart, Danitz smiled again

"Yes, you know, I'm very interested in both history and geography."

Edwina's eyes, which were as clear as spring water, turned slightly, looked out the window and said

"It's international politics."

Without waiting for the suddenly stiff Danitz to find other excuses, she said to herself

"In West Balam, there are cities managed by the Loen people, there are valleys belonging to Intis, there are native generals supported by Loen, there are tribes that follow Intis' orders, and there are relatively independent tribes that rely on the two great powers to balance their needs. State-level powers, they secretly contacted different factions of the Spiritual Cult, vying for or claiming to be descendants of the God of Death. In addition, the Rose School of Thought and the Feysac Empire also had a strong influence in West Balam, and no power belonged to them on the surface. But in fact, many generals and chiefs surrendered to them.

"in……"

Danitz listened in a daze, then suddenly smiled dryly and raised his hand

"Captain, I, I need to take a note."

Otherwise, I can't remember it at all!

Edwina who was interrupted was not angry, and pointed to the pen and paper on the table

"this is a good habit.

"I don't think Gehrman Sparrow wants to get wrong information."

"Huh?" Danis stayed there again.

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"West Balam is really chaotic. Even if it is just a small warlord, it is sometimes difficult to see which faction he belongs to and who supports him... Rose School of thought has a strong influence here? For me, the danger rises sharply..." Klein took Danitz's letter from Miss Messenger Reinette Tinekerr, opened it on the spot, and quickly browsed through it.

This made him feel that he should not go to West Balam himself, unless he followed Mr. Azik.

ps Change first and then change.

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