Chapter 126 10 pounds

The guardhouse in front of Chanis.

"The Holy Temple agreed? Really?" Klein asked in surprise. He himself thought that the previous request was a bit outrageous.

You know, Daly has a lot of freedom because she is already a "Dead Soul Mentor". The top leaders believe that she has the opportunity to become an archbishop or a senior deacon in the future. That's a high-level position in the church, with a bright future! As long as it's not a matter of principle, she will be fine.

And he was just an ordinary, well, perhaps not-so-ordinary "fortune teller". The reason he proposed to go to Backlund was just to help predict the location of Lanevus.

The Church of Evernight has been passed down for thousands of years, and has destroyed the Antigonus family that mastered the path of the "Fortune Teller". Any few sealed objects obtained will have the effect of divination... Is it still necessary to transfer one from Tingen?
But now! They actually agreed? Klein instinctively felt that something was wrong...

Dunn held up a telegram and said with doubt:

“You were very serious before, and what you said made sense.

"I tried to send a telegram to the Backlund Diocese and told them about your request. They responded very quickly with a positive answer."

Klein took the telegram draft and found that the content had been decoded and written on the side:
"Allow Klein Moretti to come and cooperate with the search. Temporarily stay at William Hotel in the North District and wait for contact."

Hotel? Will it be reimbursed? Prices in Backlund should be very high, right? The first thing Klein thought of was the gold pound...

Then he realized that he was staying in a hotel? Shouldn't he report directly to the church?

As if he could see through Klein's thoughts, Dunn held his forehead and said:

"Saint Samuel's Church is located in the northern part of Backlund. William Hotel is nearby. It is a high-end accommodation with top-notch environment and services.

"Well, that should be the church's property, because when I first went to Backlund to report on my duties, I also stayed there, of course, for free.

“I heard that some ascetics would live directly in the small rooms at the back of the church. The conditions there were very difficult…

"Waiting for contact probably means that they want to assign you to a certain Nighthawk team. Haha, there are several teams in each district of Backlund, and there will be even more in the North District.

"Perhaps you will meet someone familiar, such as Al Hassan, Borgia, Lorota, or Daly. Daly is now stationed at St. Samuel's Church." When Dunn mentioned Daly, he touched his face unconsciously, as if wiping something.

...Captain, you're so obvious that it's hard for me to pretend I don't know! Klein controlled his expression and said in a daze:

"They are the ones who escorted Sealed Artifact 2-049. It feels like a long time has passed..."

Impressive Ms. Lorota, well, we can only say that we are all in the same boat.

"Yes, you have grown into a senior Nighthawk. It just so happens that Gawain said that your combat course has ended and he has nothing more to teach you. It happened faster than I thought." Dunn said with a smile on his face, his gray eyes deep.

Klein touched his chin to hide his embarrassment. "Thank you for your recognition. I will finish my duty at Chanis Gate today and then take a break and drive to Backlund..."

Dunn couldn't help laughing and said, "You don't need to be on duty anymore. Go home, get ready and take the nearest steam train. Don't delay the church's affairs. I will help you keep watch. This is the advantage of the Sleepless Path."

……

Returning to No. 2 Daffodil Street, Klein still felt magical. His sudden inspiration was actually approved. He was about to reach the legendary capital of all cities!
Click, he took out the key and opened the door, and saw a figure cleaning the restaurant. It was Bella, the maid hired some time ago.

"Mr. Klein! I, I'm not being lazy. I will boil water and eat bread after I finish all this..." Bella explained towards the door. Because there are two gentlemen in the Moretti family, she was told to just call them by their names.

"It's okay, Bella. As long as you can finish the work and do it well, you can arrange the rest of your time freely. I'm not going home to supervise you. Well, can you please tell... Never mind, I'll write a note." Klein hung up his half-top hat and windbreaker, put away his cane, walked quickly to the living room, took out his pen and notebook and began to write.

Maid Bella breathed a sigh of relief, put down the rag, washed her hands, and trotted to Klein's side, because she heard that she seemed to need something. She just thought that the bookish young man's handwriting was very beautiful, even better than her previous teacher at the church free school...

"I have to go on a long trip for work. I left a note. When Benson and Melissa come back, please remind them to read it. That's it." Klein smiled when he noticed Bella was carefully distinguishing the words he wrote.

"Ah! Okay, I will do it. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to read your note! Your handwriting is very beautiful, I was a little fascinated by it..." Bella quickly turned her head and explained in a panic.

“No, I don’t mind you reading it. There’s no secret involved.” Klein glanced at the note. The original owner’s handwriting was indeed good. It was obvious that he had put in a lot of effort.

——The Loenese and Hermetic scripts all rely on the original owner's memory. Of course, if it is written in Chinese, it is still Zhou Mingrui's handwriting.

“Reading is a good habit. If yesterday’s and the day before yesterday’s newspapers are not destroyed, you can read them.

"Of course, if Benson, Melissa, and I are chatting, you'd better stay in your room. I allow you to use the gas lamp inside and bring in some old newspapers."

Bella watched Klein go up to the second floor. She felt that this young man was so generous, gentlemanly, and talented...

Klein opened his closet and found to his embarrassment that he only had one set of decent formal suit, which he had purchased with the money he had been reimbursed for.

——The suit that was torn in the previous mission was bought with the advance of the Night Watcher’s salary. After being mended, it has been given to Benson.

It can be said that if I had not joined the Nighthawks at that time, the pressure of life would have been enough to crush this family... After all, I would not have had the opportunity to pass the interview for the lecturer position at Tingen University. The original owner could, but I am Zhou Mingrui, a time traveler.

“I don’t have enough money…” Klein sighed. He went home to pack his luggage as usual, but found that he didn’t even have a decent suitcase at home…

He sat on the bed for a few seconds, then with mixed feelings pulled out an old suitcase from under the bed. This was the suitcase that the three siblings' mother, a devout believer of the Goddess of Night, brought when she got married.

But even when they were at their poorest, they still kept it, and also kept their father's silver-white pocket watch with a vine branch pattern.

When they moved to their new home, Melissa carefully cleaned the suitcase and repaired the pocket watch, and gave them all to Klein, the brother who took over Benson's responsibility and supported the family.

……

No. 11 Daffodil Street, Old Bruce’s house.

As soon as Klein opened the door, he saw Ah Fu running over happily. He wanted to rub his trouser legs but stopped where he was, tilting his head to look at his suitcase and cane.

“Anything wrong, Alfu?” Klein smiled, squatted down, and touched its head.

"Awoo~ Home! Watch the house~"

After howling, Ah Fu turned around and ran back to his own kennel, where he dug up the soft bedding, picked up an object, and quickly returned, spitting it on the ground. Then he wagged his tail happily and looked up at the young man who was about to leave.

Well, he should be leaving. After all, the way he was dressed and the things he brought were so similar to what the old man had before he left. The old man asked him to stay at home before he left, so it should be his home, right?
Klein was stunned. Did Alfu say "home"?
What's this……

I saw a 10-pound note lying quietly on the floor. It looked very hard, like a throwing knife, and its front end was abnormally curled, as if someone had used the hard banknote to stab a more solid object, causing it to deform and twist.

Klein put down the suitcase and picked up the "10-pound throwing knife" with a trembling right hand. He wanted to raise his hand to cover his face, but it stopped in mid-air.

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