Loen Kingdom, Backlund.

It was exactly eleven o'clock in the morning.

Igna came to the door of the "Luen Charity and Student Fund Office".

Yesterday, when he sorted out the resources he could use, Igna suddenly realized that besides the City of Silver, he also knew a well-meaning high-ranking expert who might be willing to help.

Therefore, after Igna came to Backlund, he first found an open place to pray to Miss Justice, and explained to her the purpose of coming to Backlund.

The Sequence 3 Saint who was resident in Backlund responded to his request and invited him to the Loen Charity and Student Fund office to hold a ceremony to make amulets.

According to the request of "Miss Justice", Igna directly "opened the door" and entered the office where he normally receives Dr. Susie's diagnosis and treatment.

Sure enough, Igna saw Miss Justice inside wearing a snow-white cloak, with long blond hair and beautiful emerald green eyes.

She didn't wear a mask, so Backlund's most beautiful gem also burst into infinite brilliance at this moment.

"Good day, Miss Audrey." Igna bowed slightly to Zheng Zheng and said hello, "Please forgive me for being reckless and reckless, and disturbing you on such a bright morning."

"You came at just the right time." Justice pointed to the seat in the room, "Today I want to taste the Duke of Feneport black tea. It would be great to have a friend to taste it together."

Igna smiled: "Thank you for your kindness. I miss the fragrance of the best black tea very much."

After a round of Ruen-style reservations, the two got to the point.

When Igna heard Igna's promise to successfully record the ability of "Dream Weaver" three times in exchange for a charm made by her, Zheng Zheng looked at him and said with a smile: "Of course. I have no reason to refuse." .”

"It's an equivalent exchange."

"It's just that I have a question I want to ask you, Igna." Justice put down the teacup in his hand.

"Hmm..." Igna paused, "Excuse me."

Justice slightly nodded, she smiled gracefully, folded her hands in lace white gloves on her knees: "I have already contacted the chef at No. 122 Minsk Street, Jorwood District. I also did some research through dreams. .”

"..." Sure enough, it was related to this.

Igna quietly calmed down and asked, "What did you find?"

"I discovered a secret of some sort," Justice said with a smile. "This chef can read Roselle's diary."

"And around him, there are also quite a few friends who know each other through his 'cooking skills' and who can read Roselle's diary."

Igna held his breath gently.

This is reasonable, he can recognize the other party through the chef's cooking skills, and of course other people can also see it.

"I talked with them in the dream, and they all insisted that they have the ability to read Russell's diary, which is given by God and innate."

"Then, after my investigation, those who were able to read Roselle's diary all had a near-death experience within three months."

"Three months ago, Mister Fool fell into a deep sleep." Justice said slowly.

"That's why I want to ask you." Justice looked at Igna and said, "Can you read Roselle's diary?"

Gu Biao Igna's pupils shrank subconsciously, he wanted to control his expression. But it was too late.

Justice has shown a clear look. Before Igna could answer, she nodded slightly and said, "I understand."

"I will follow this clue to establish an underground organization loyal to Mr. Fool." Zheng Zheng said, "Thank you for your suggestion. This suggestion is extremely important to me and Mr. Fool."

"..."

"I will give you a charm I made myself. As a reward for your answer this time." Zheng Zheng said, "At the same time, the promise of successfully recording three extraordinary abilities is still valid."

"This is what you deserve."

"..."

Igna's mouth opened and closed, and finally he drew a prayer gesture of the Church of Fools on his chest.

This is the audience... this is the justice of the Tarot Society.

Fortunately, she was standing beside Mister Fool. She also has the consciousness to dedicate everything to Mister Fool.

"I praise your generosity and kindness." Igna said.

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After leaving the "Loen Charity and Student Fund Office", Igna walked around Backlund casually relying on inspiration.

In fact, he had only left Backlund for less than half a month, and everything here was the same, but it made him feel a bit like a lifetime away.

The air has improved after the passage of the Atmospheric Improvement Act, but it is still not as clean as Bayam's. But there are all kinds of novel bicycles on the road, and there are all kinds of Loen gentlemen holding civilized sticks.

Like the body's muscle memory, Igna came to the gate of the Sivelas field.

Across the distant road, he saw Jennings wearing a top hat and carrying a toolbox~lightnovelpub.net~ and saw Joshua wearing a sheriff's trench coat, boarding a police carriage.

Igna smiled.

Jennings, who was rushing to get into the carriage, suddenly had a wonderful premonition, and he looked up at the Dixie pie stand opposite the Sivelas Field.

But there was no figure he expected.

"What are you looking at?" urged Joshua, who was standing behind him, "Hurry up! You're in the way!"

Jennings stared thoughtfully for a while, then murmured: "It's nothing, just an illusion..."

"What did you say?" Joshua didn't hear clearly.

Jennings did not answer, he got into the carriage with a short body.

He has no time for delusions.

There is also a crime scene waiting for them.

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