Chapter 150 Klein, My Good Sister

"Phew, it worked! It is really feasible to use spiritual materials instead of blood sacrifice. The future Tarot Club's item transactions will be extremely safe!"

Klein played with the extraordinary materials sacrificed by the Hanged Man for a while, and reluctantly gave them to the priestess.

Even though it was only one of the main ingredients of the "Magician", he still felt eager and restless... Because of the sharing of the burden by the clown with his face covered, his current state was extremely good, equivalent to having just digested the "Clown" potion.

This forced him to consider the issue of promotion to "Magician"... continue to be promoted privately, or go the church's way?
【“@#￥ (Of course both! We’ll be promoted at the same time!)”】

Klein curled his lips. From a corner of his mind, a very light and tiny noise came out. However, he could clearly understand the meaning of it. He couldn't help but complain, "You wishful thinking. It's not that simple..."

Then, he wrapped himself in spirituality, simulated the feeling of falling rapidly, and quickly returned to reality.

——After Miss Justice and Mr. Sun are ready to offer sacrifices, they will pray to him first. It won’t be too late to climb the gray fog then.

Everything passed quickly, and the soft, comfortable bed made Klein realize that he was back to reality. This bed was much softer than the one in Tingen's house!
But... it's still better at home...

This "business trip" was so hasty that he didn't even have time to say a word to Benson and Melissa. He only left a letter...

I wonder if Melissa can take good care of Ah Fu... I think she can. Ah Fu doesn't run around much when he's taking a walk. It seems like he's been taught a lesson...

Klein stretched his body and felt refreshed. His desire for afternoon tea overcame the seal of the bed. He turned over and removed the spiritual wall, letting the sudden wind blow up the curtains.

He has figured it out. No matter what Mr. Sun sacrifices... well, the value should not be high. The only reward he can give is afternoon tea dessert later!
After all, Mr. Sun and the others are still eating roasted vampires... Well, come to think of it, I haven't seen a real vampire yet, let alone a roasted one... but from the description I heard it should be quite sanity-depleting.

With a creak, Klein opened the door and walked towards the restaurant on the left wearing a black vest and a white shirt. Last time, he acted too serious. When he arrived at the restaurant, he realized that everyone was dressed more casually...

Then he thought clearly. The number of nobles in the Nighthawks was extremely low. He had heard from Cons that the children of nobles tried their best to avoid joining the official Beyonder team because they would lose their precious freedom...

Therefore, the night watchmen did not pay much attention to the etiquette among the nobles and could just wear their usual clothes to have afternoon tea.

Klein nodded in a friendly manner to the chef wearing a white tall hat, took away the dessert that had just been made on the three-tier tray in front of him, walked steadily towards a small round table, and brought a cup of fragrant Marquis black tea...

"Isn't this a bit too much? This amount should be enough for a family gathering, right?" He picked up the exquisitely shaped muffin and put it in his mouth. He could smell the aroma of milk, eggs, and flour between his teeth, which made him extremely happy:

"No, no, dessert. Of course, when a man eats dessert, he puts it into his other stomach. He can eat as much as he wants! Yeah! That's it!"

Klein took a sip of his tea and couldn't help thinking, "It would be great if the Tingen Night Watchers were treated this way... Uh, then the Sleepless Path should be more popular, right? After all, they can enjoy breakfast, brunch, lunch, afternoon tea, dinner, midnight snack, and second midnight snack... Isn't this the eating habit of the Hobbits?"

"Mr. Moretti, you are in the restaurant as expected. Here is a letter for you from Tingen."

Huh? Klein immediately put down a piece of cream cake and saw the beautiful lady who had received him before standing next to him with a smile on her face and handing him a letter.

"Thank you! Sorry for bothering you!" Klein took the envelope and thanked him sincerely. He watched the other person leave and focused his attention on the envelope he had just received.

"From Tingen...it must not be Benson and Melissa. They don't even know my exact address...then it must be the captain and his team!"

He couldn't wait to open the envelope, took out the letter and started reading. He immediately found that it was a letter written by multiple people:
"Klein: "I'm so glad that you have made great contributions as soon as you arrived at the Backlund Diocese. We all saw you in the newspaper. Although your name was not mentioned in the newspaper, we all agree that the 'Fortune Teller of the Night' refers to you.

"I found time to write to Daly to confirm, and she gave me a positive reply. Well, she has been quite busy recently, and her unauthorized visit to Tingen a few days ago still had some impact... So I didn't have the chance to see you. Maybe she will treat you to a meal in a while?

"Backlund's expenses are much higher than Tingen's. Remember, we are official Beyonders. We should reimburse when necessary. Take the expense list..."

Klein smiled. He didn't sign his name, but you could tell it was Captain Dunn from his tone. It was outrageous! The news about Backlund reached Tingen on the same day! What kind of publicity was this? Fortunately, he didn't appear on camera... Well, he shouldn't have appeared on camera. It was generous enough for Storm's publicity to mention the help of Dark Night!

He continued to look down:
"Klein! Damn it! Why did you go to Backlund while I'm still in Tingen?! I'm obviously your senior!
"And you've made another contribution! Well, tell me secretly, are you the protagonist of this world? I won't tell anyone else...

"Hey, I won't write anymore. Guess what case I'm going to investigate? The congressman who died from excessive indulgence in bed! How can the gap between us be so big?!"

Haha! Klein felt that he couldn't read this letter in public. Leonard was a natural comedian! Why did he have to write such a funny letter?

He quickly asked the chef for a take-away box, and returned to room 312 with half of the dessert, and then continued reading:
“Klein, I’m Roxanne!
"Ignore Leonard's nonsense. You must go to the Phillips Department Store in the West District. It is the most upscale department store in Loen! With your current fame, you should be able to get in, right? The newspaper said that it is only open to nobles and wealthy people with memberships.

"Listen to me! Well, I always treat you as my good sister, good sister! Remember to buy me two pairs... no! Three pairs of stockings! Um, I will give you the money when you come back!
"Remember! Do remember! You need the packaging bag! The one with the words 'Backlund Philip' printed on it! This is very important!"

... Luo Shan, Luo Shan, my dear sister... What's going on? If you just call me brother, I will accept it...

Klein smiled from the bottom of his heart. He once again truly felt that he had established connections with the world. No matter where he went, those invisible threads would always be following him...

"Be safe and proceed with caution. - Fry."

"Frye is right. --Loyalty Laidin."

"Haha, Frye and Luo Yao are right! Cornley White."

"Ditto!—Jerry."

"Um, Mr. Moretti, I also need your help to buy stockings... um, packaging bags too! Thank you for your help! - Sanna Vidal."

...Sanna is the female police officer who just joined, right? Just a packaging bag... Klein smiled and continued reading:

"Klein, is there a famous writer in your team??! Can you tell me his name? It would be even better if you could introduce him to me. You know, I have always dreamed of becoming a writer, but the captain did not approve my funding, so I couldn't concentrate on writing...

"You are such a kind-hearted young man, you will definitely agree, right? You will definitely agree, right? - Xijia Teon."

Since you said so...I have no choice but to agree!

Klein suddenly remembered that Fors was indeed a well-known writer. Her book Stormwind Manor was placed in the Night Watchman's Duty Room in Tingen! Well, if there is a chance, I can ask for a signed copy...

　Thanks for subscribing and thanks for watching!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)