What happened? Crane's spirit tensed instantly.

He has experienced too many accidents, and he also knows that extraordinary events are prone to occur around him, and when he encounters a similar situation, he will inevitably subconsciously be highly vigilant, and he has a feeling of post-traumatic sequelae.

Watching Hazel Macht's back disappear at the top of the stairs, Klein noticed that the other party was only in a hurry, not flustered.

This seemed to mean that the situation was within her grasp...... Moreover, Mahet is a member of the House of Commons, an upper-class person in the kingdom second only to the aristocracy, and there is a high probability that he is surrounded by extraordinary people, well, the eldest son of Earl Hall is also here, and his bodyguards must be extraordinary people...... In addition, St. Samuel's Church is only about ten minutes away from Berclund Street, so if there is any problem, the night watchman and the priests and bishops are always available...... Unless they are determined to die, no one will cause an accident at this ball...... Klein gradually calmed down, and had another guess about Hazel's condition:

She hurried to the third floor to deal with the negative effects of magical items!

Crane asked Arodus where he could get magical items that could steal other people's extraordinary abilities, and one of the answers given by the "Magic Mirror" was Hazel Macht!

Thinking back to the previous dancing scene, Hazel's image was quickly recreated in Crane's mind, and the different ornaments on her body were the main ones.

Hair accessories, earrings, necklaces, brooches, tulle gloves...... Which one could it be?" Crane retracted his gaze, feeling thirsty, so he picked up a glass of water and drank it clean.

As soon as he put down his glass, he saw the etiquette teacher Vahanna Haisan approaching with a plate.

The lady wore a long red dress, but she was not tacky at all, and said with a light smile to Daun Dantès:

"I see that you don't like to drink too much. ”

"I've missed something important because of drinking. Klein casually plumps up the image of Daun Dantès with experience and depth.

Of course, he knew how to restrain himself, and he didn't use the Faceling's abilities to change a finger to prove how determined he was in the first place.

When Vahana heard this, she smiled thoughtfully:

"Your past is full of mysteries, which has a fatal attraction for many young girls. ”

Instead of continuing the topic, she said:

"I forgot to tell you that my husband's troubles were solved. ”

Klein picked up a glass of champagne, raised it forward, and said with a smile:

"It's a real pleasure, congratulations. ”

He didn't mention that he was secretly helping.

Vahana looked at him deeply, and likewise raised the red wine in his hand and said:

"Cheers. ”

After touching each and taking a sip, Crane politely said sorry, put down his glass, and turned to walk to the bathroom.

It's not that he wants to go to the gray fog, it's simply because of the negative effects of the "Knell" revolver, drinking too much water, and planning to go for convenience.

As he walked out of the bathroom, Klein looked up at the staircase leading from the second floor to the third floor, and saw that Hezel Macht was descending step by step, his steps no longer hurried, and his expression was calm.

Sure enough, nothing was a big deal...... It should be the negative impact of the magical items on her body...... I don't know what the effect is...... Crane breathed a sigh of relief, casually glanced at the dance floor, and in the interval between the changes in the music, walked over to a lady and invited them to dance.

And with the appearance and temperament of Dawn Dantès, there is no doubt that he was not rejected.

In this way, dancing and eating, chatting and eating, the dance party slowly came to an end, and the guests said goodbye one after another.

The same is true for Klein, who has already completed the business card exchange mission, but not the first, nor the last, to leave.

The hall soon deserted, and Lady Liana, while supervising the servants, beckoned her daughter, Hazel Macht, to come over.

"Mr. Daun Dantès has done much better than I had imagined, and many ladies have asked me privately about him. Lady Liana said implicitly, "Hazel, you have just danced and chatted with Monsieur Dantès, what do you think of him? You are more mature than girls of your age, and I trust your vision and judgment. ”

She knew her daughter very well, so she deliberately added the last half of the sentence, otherwise Hazel might not be interested in answering in detail.

When facing her mother, Hazel was not so arrogant, and thought for a while:

"He is not very familiar with this circle, and it is easy to bring up topics that offend people, but he is very knowledgeable. ”

"Very knowledgeable......" Lady Liana repeated her daughter's words with a little surprise.

With what she knew about Hazel, this was quite a high rating.

She couldn't help but be a little worried, afraid that her daughter would like Daun Dantès.

Hazel didn't think much of the marriageable gentlemen around her, because they were too young, too shallow, and not capable enough?Dawn Dantès was the type of precocious girl who precocious...... Liana suddenly regretted inviting the gentleman to the ball.

She knew that with Hazel's character, if she fell into a love affair and was opposed, it was entirely possible to elope.

Hazel seemed to sense her mother's thoughts, and said without any mood fluctuations:

"I only like men who are strong enough. ”

Call...... Liana breathed a sigh of relief, no longer worrying about the question, because Hazel was a young girl who didn't care about lying.

............

In the middle of the night, Hazel got out of bed and, with the help of her night vision, changed into clothes that made it easier to move.

She climbed down from her bedroom balcony, carefully avoiding the houseguards, and sneaked out of the garden to the middle of Berlund Street, where not all sewer entrances were free for humans to pass through and had straight metal stairs.

Hazel expertly removed the manhole cover, climbed down, and closed it from the inside.

It was nearly three quarters of an hour before she moved the manhole cover and returned to the shadows of the street.

At that moment, Hazel saw a dark shadow tumble into the garden not far away.

"Number 160......" she pronounced the corresponding house number.

This is the home of Daun Dantès.

On the third floor of the building, Klein once again wakes up from a dream with a spiritual instinct, eager to catch the infiltrator who interrupted his sleep and feed him "wriggling hunger".

This time, he directly opened the iron cigarette case and released the "resentful soul" secret puppet.

Señol's dark-wired figure first stepped into the full-length mirror, and then jumped onto the convex window pane of the valet's room.

"He" looked at Richardson, and saw the valet roll over and sit up, looking at the door with fear and nervousness.

The door opened silently, and a figure flashed in.

Under the crimson moonlight, the infiltrator revealed a brownish complexion, soft silhouette, and short black curly hair, clearly of the Southern Continent Bailang race.

With a slightly cold aura, he stood at the door, looked at Richardson who was looking at him, and said in a deep voice:

"Have you thought about it?

"Do not think that without us, you can get the peaceful life you want, you have the blood of the people of death in your body, and you are destined to give everything to restore the glory of God.

"Think about your dead mother, think about the bullying you have been subjected to, do you want your children to grow up in the eyes of others in the future, and be other people's servants forever?"

“...... But what can I do......" Richardson said with a hard face, burying his head.

"Waiting for the task for you. The infiltrator's voice softened a little.

Richardson didn't answer whether it was good or bad, and seemed to be struggling in his heart.

The infiltrator didn't care about his hesitation, and when he had already agreed, he turned around, exited the room, and left the same way he came.

"The Grim Reaper...... The Order, or any other member of the Byron Restoration Organization?" Crane leaned back on his bed and muttered to himself, "What are they going to do with Richardson? Steal my money, fund the Order, or create terror at some upper-class banquet?"

By this time, the infiltrator had climbed down from the large balcony, through the garden, over the iron fenced façade, and back into the street.

Suddenly, he saw a figure on his left rushing over, hurriedly dodging, clenching his fists, and bombarding with force.

Bang!

The fist struck the black shadow, but pierced through it directly, as if it had hit a shadow created by the light of a gas streetlamp.

At the same time, he was suddenly hit hard in the back of the head, and the whole person fainted to the ground.

Hazel's figure immediately appeared behind the infiltrator's side, his expression slightly excited, as if he had completed a successful fraud.

She quickly reined in her emotions and maintained her haughty posture, glancing sideways at the black, iron-barred gate at 160 Berklund Street.

The girl bent down, grabbed the intruder's arm, and dragged him step by step to the door of Dwayne Dantès.

Immediately after, Hazel let go of her left hand, disposed of the marks, took two steps forward with her chin slightly raised, and rang the doorbell.

Then, with her back straightened and quickly left, she followed the shadows of the street back to her home.

On a gas street lamp outside No. 160, on the glass surface wrapped in a black metal fence, a figure wearing an old three-cornered hat wearing a dark infrared jacket is quietly reflected, watching the whole process.

............

What should I do...... Crane in the room thought in embarrassment.

He knew that Hazel was kind enough to help his neighbors deal with the infiltrators and did not leave his name, but in this way, after the butler called the police, the matter would be investigated further and it would definitely be transferred to the night watchmen, and at that time, it would be an important question who stunned the infiltrators.

If Klein is really just an ordinary person, then it's nothing, just like the night watchers investigate, but he is not only a strong man in Sequence 5, but he is also planning to steal the items behind Chanis Gate, and he doesn't want to be accidentally interrupted and has to change his identity again.

Frankly, his earliest idea was to find an excuse to fire Richardson.

However, the conversation he had just heard made him shake a little.

If Richardson is fired at this time, he who longs for a peaceful life will be pushed into the abyss by my own hands, and he can only mingle with that group of people...... It's a pity that Dawn Dantès's identity has a "mission", otherwise it wouldn't be a big problem to help him...... Crane thought with a sigh.

Ten seconds later, the unconscious infiltrator at the door suddenly stood up, craned his neck, and hid in the shadows nearby, just as Walter, the butler who heard the doorbell, had just put on his clothes and walked out of the main entrance of the building.