"Dear Mr. Azik:"

"Recently, I received news that Ince Zangwill may try to bring the descendants of the evil gods to descend in the near future, but..."

Klein wrote down the news he had received from the believers of the 'God'.

"...Also, I recently received two pieces of information that one of the seven pirate generals, Lieutenant Admiral Hurricane Qieringus, infiltrated Backlund, carrying an extraordinary item called Creeping Hunger. , which can provide an ability similar to 'shepherd', and 'shepherd' is a Sequence 5 powerhouse that devours and enslaves different souls and obtains an ability correspondingly. It is said that the number of souls they herd at the same time is 7, and each soul Being able to use 3 kinds of abilities makes them no weaker than a demigod..."

"...Qilingus has many abilities, I don't know what he wants to do in Backlund, you must be careful..."

Klein couldn't help feeling that he was hypocritical at this time... He knew that Qilingus could not be Mr. Ards' opponent, and he also asked Mr. Ards to be careful...

"Regardless of whether Mr. Azik will help in the future... I passed the news of Ince Zangwill to him, and expressed my concern for Mr. Azik, paving the way for my feelings. It's always good." Klein didn't dare to read the contents of the letter, put down the pen, and did not sign.

There was only one copper whistle, and he was sure that Mr. Azik would not have mistaken the sender.

"Hey, Mr. Robles' messenger, I'm definitely not the only one who knows, it's Mr. Ards... uh, ahem..." Klein hurriedly stopped.

After folding the letter, he glanced at the floor height of about three meters, and hesitantly picked up the copper whistle from the bed.

Exactly, let it squat to receive letters! Klein emphasized a sentence in his heart, raised his right hand, put the copper whistle to his mouth, puffed out his cheeks, and blew fiercely.

The copper whistle didn't make a sound, but Klein keenly felt that the surroundings became cold in an instant.

He turned on his spiritual vision, and saw a fountain of white bones glistening with a hazy luster on the desk, rising higher and higher.

These bones quickly aggregated into an illusory and huge monster, whose head drilled out of the spiritual wall and stretched out somewhere.

Looking at the bones and thighs and body in front of him, Klein couldn't help thinking:

"If I call out Mr. Roberts' Angel messenger at this time, will they fight? Which one will win?"

Klein used his spirituality to feel the breath of the bone monster in front of him, which was the same as in Azik's house before.

"Mr. Roberts' messenger 'Angel' used to have the same breath as the bone monster, but now, the messenger 'Angel' has changed from ten wings to twelve wings, stronger and more oppressive than before."

"Hey~ so, Mr. Azik's messenger can't beat Roberts' messenger, and, Roberts's angel may become stronger in the future, tsk, this is the special treatment of a **** agent. ."

Klein knew that the representatives of the gods in every church were the leaders of the church, and they were extremely powerful Beyonders.

"Although Mr. Roberts doesn't seem to be very strong now, this should be related to the fact that 'God' has just awakened. When the power of 'God' is completely restored, Mr. Robles' strength may not be inferior to any of the representatives of the seven major churches. ." Klein looked envious.

But thinking that 'God' is his fellow villager, he shouldn't treat himself badly at that time.

"Also, looking back on what the Lord said to me at the time, it's not hard to see that he wants me to become a Fool! That is, a god!" Klein clenched his fist, but thinking about it now is too long.

What he should be worried about now is the issue of Ince Zangwill and the Son of the Evil God.

Looking at the huge arm and open palm of the bone monster hanging down, Klein twitched the corner of his mouth, and then threw the folded letter up.

With a sweep of the giant white bone palm, he firmly grasped the letter.

This is, Klein picked up the copper whistle again without hesitation and blew it.

The monster disintegrated in an instant, turned into bones and fell on the desk, and phantom drilled into it and disappeared.

…………

night.

Zoetland Street, in a house.

Sharon briefly and focused on what she saw today to Sidor, and asked at the end:

"...that seems to be some kind of ritual magic, but I've never heard of it, do you know what it is?"

Sharon knows all kinds of ritual magic, especially when she and Maric are in the original book, using the Book of Secrets, which tells about various rituals, secret deeds, astrology, and summoning as part of the transaction. Yes, in exchange for Klein to deal with Wraith Steve and the others.

Sidor rubbed his temples. Of course he knew what it was. The method was written to Klein by Sidor. Otherwise, because Klein lost Daly's communication, it was impossible for him to know about this ceremony.

In other words, it is impossible to cover up that ceremony by yourself.

Sidor smiled and said:

"Well, the conditions for using this ritual magic are very harsh, and only a few people can do it."

"Are you one of them?" Sharon looked at him with blue eyes.

Hydall was noncommittal and nodded, so Sharon stopped asking, she knew that if Hydall didn't say it, it would be telling her that she couldn't do it either.

In fact, Sharon didn't care much about that ritual magic. In her opinion, that ritual magic was a bit tasteless, except that Klein's last means of disappearing was very suitable for her to escape from the scene.

Traveling with a spiritual body is easily affected by various external factors. If one is not handled well, it may even get out of control.

Especially her as a 'Xenogeneic' pathway.

"How long will it take?" Sharon asked suddenly.

Hydall knew that Sharon was referring to Factor. Zangwill, Sharron had been in Tingen for more than half a month, and had been helping Hydall with all kinds of things. She was just a coolie...

Fortunately, Sharon never complained.

But Hydall also knew that Sharon had had enough of this life...

Even Hidell said a little embarrassedly at this time:

"Soon, it should be three or four days."

After getting the answer, Sharon nodded, and then slowly disappeared in place.

Hydall also let out a sigh of relief.

…………

The next day, as soon as Klein arrived at the Blackthorn Security Company, he was called to the office by Al Hasson.

When Klein entered the office, he saw Al Hasson's tired face, his face pale, but compared to the day before yesterday, it was much better.

Seeing Klein come in, he rubbed his temples and said:

"Our informants learned that among the 'Catholic' believers in the Western District, they were spreading a rumour that there was an evil **** trying to descend in Tingen."

Deacon Hassan, that's not a rumor... Klein shouted in his heart, his heart moved, and he took the opportunity to say:

"Deacon Hassan, this is very inconsistent with the day before yesterday, when you saw the altar in a dream, and with my guess that night."

Al Hassen glanced at Klein approvingly, and said, "Yes, so we suspect that this matter is likely to be true. We have already reported the situation to the 'Temple', and there is no evidence to directly prove that this matter is true. real."

"Also, it is reported from Backlund that 'Lieutenant Admiral Hurricane' Qilingus has infiltrated Backlund, and the manpower cannot be transferred for the time being, so unless evidence is found outside to prove this is true, the church will be out of manpower. coming."

Klein was stunned for a moment. Of course he knew about Lieutenant General Hurricane Qilingus, and he was pushed by the members of the Tarot Society. He never expected to shoot himself in the foot at this time.

"Could it be a coincidence? If it is a coincidence, then the ability of '0-08' is too scary... We discussed it on 'Origin Castle'!" Klein suddenly felt a little dry in his throat and couldn't help swallowing. Drool.

"Deacon Hassan, I think we must investigate Lanvus with all our strength. After all, this matter involves the Heretic God." Klein immediately suggested positively.

"Don't worry, we have now joined forces with 'The Punisher' and the 'Heart of Machines' to investigate everything about Lanvus, but unfortunately, we have achieved little until now." Al Hassen rubbed his temples again.

Just as Klein said something, he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

"Please come in." Al Hasson said.

The door handle was twisted, and Roshan probed in and said:

"Deacon Hassan, someone has come to entrust the task."

Entrusting a mission... This statement is aimed at Blackthorn Security Company, not the night duty squad... So, they found us by mistake, and there is extra money? Klein muttered to himself silently.

Al Hasson thought for a while and said:

"You can listen to it, if it's too troublesome to refuse."

He sorted out his shirt, vest, and watch chain, and Klein and Roshan followed curiously.

Sitting on the sofa in the reception hall were two ladies, both wearing black soft hats and long black dresses.

One of them was plump and fair-skinned. His face was covered by a fine black veil hanging down from his hat, and his features were shadowy.

Seeing her, Klein felt a little familiar. Just as he was thinking about it, he heard another thinner lady say:

"The mission we want to entrust is to track and monitor Mrs. Sharon and find evidence of her crime."

Mrs. Sharon... Klein suddenly remembered where the familiarity came from. The lady who didn't speak was the wife of Congressman Maynard, the daughter of the new party boss.

She had a hard time accepting her husband's death and was unwilling to admit the police department's conclusion, so she privately asked the security guard to kill her and re-investigate?

Hei, actually found us directly... Klein shook his head and smiled.

"Mrs. Sharon?" Al Hasson was at a loss.

Klein knew that Al Hasson had not come to Tingen for a long time, and he did not know many characters in Tingen.

At this time, Roshan was very gossipy and quickly told him about Mrs. Sharon in Al Hasson's ear.

Al Hasson soon learned that the widow of Baron Hoy, the most famous courtesan in Tingen City.

The thin lady suddenly said angrily:

"He's a bitch!"

Klein remembered the "little dirty film" he had seen and Mrs. Sharon's seemingly cowardly but calm performance, and couldn't help but silently sympathize with the deceased old baron:

Hey, there is probably a green grassland in front of the old baron's grave...

Al Hasson did not change his expression, and said calmly:

"But it has nothing to do with her crime."

After some noise, Al Hasson had to agree to their request.

Seeing this, the thin lady offered the following conditions:

"You track and monitor that **** for two weeks, even if you can't find evidence of her crime, you have to record who is visiting her house and who she is visiting, and we will pay 50 pounds for it."

"If you can find evidence of her crime, or clues, we will pay an additional £200."

This is a huge commission fee... Klein's eyes lit up.

And as he wished, he was dispatched by Al Hasson to do this, because he was just learning to track and monitor recently.

…………

At night, the crimson moon hangs high.

Using the balance and agility of the Clown, Klein quietly climbed over the wall of Mrs. Sharon's house.

Crossing the garden and coming to the side of the room, he climbed the water pipe and entered the balcony on the second floor.

He took out a tarot card from the pocket of the black windbreaker, Klein inserted it into the crack of the balcony door, and opened the latch with a flick.

"The servants are very careless... They didn't add additional locks, otherwise I can only try to open the window..." Klein whispered silently, and flashed into the room.

Klein easily found Mrs. Sharon's bedroom and sneaked in lightly.

Closing the door carefully, he suddenly smelled a faint mailbox, which reminded people of the fragrance of women that makes blood flow.

Klein felt a little dazed, and even felt a little reaction in his body.

He immediately calmed down by meditating, and secretly complained:

"Is this using love potions as incense?"

After a few seconds, Klein turned on his spiritual vision and looked around the room.

What catches the eye are all kinds of skin care products and cosmetics, jewelry, and light clothing and pantyhose haphazardly thrown on the rocking chair.

But the most eye-catching thing in the whole room is an unfinished oil painting, which shows Mrs. Sharon naked.

Her brown hair is like waterfalls~lightnovelpub.net~, her brown eyes are like the eyes of a deer in the forest, pure and moist, but her eyebrows are raised, her nose is raised and her lips are raised, which outlines the charm of a mature woman. The poses are blended together, exuding amazing charm.

With his neck down, Klein only glanced at it, but didn't take a closer look. After all, he had even seen the other party's 'little dirty film', so he was afraid of the 'big yellow rabbit'.

From the layout of the room, Klein guessed that the author of this oil painting was Mrs. Sharon herself, not some painter she hooked up with.

A woman with a beautiful face, an outstanding figure, a charming and innocent woman, took off her clothes, looked in the mirror, painted herself, and recorded her beauty... Such a scene is weird... Madam Sharon is too narcissistic, right? Klein muttered silently, looked away, and began to look for possible criminal evidence.

According to the teachings of Leonard and Fry, he has been wearing black gloves, and every time he turns over, he must remember the original appearance in advance so that he can recover later.

For a 'divine', this is not difficult at all. If you forget it, you can use the dream divination to remember it again.

After spending nearly 20 minutes, Klein could not find anything worth paying attention to, nor did he see any spiritual light.

Finally, he stopped in front of the safe in the corner of the room.

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