"Your butler may be studying the dark arts;

"Your valet secretly believes in death;

"There are people with supernatural powers hidden in your neighbors;

"The neighborhood you live in may have some secrets that make people have strange dreams......

"You should be able to understand the meaning of certain words, so we won't explain too much, may the Goddess bless you. ”

...... Klein looked at the letter in his hand, and for a moment he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

After a few seconds, he couldn't help but laugh at himself in his heart:

Judging from the content of this letter alone, I am really miserable......

And it doesn't seem to be wrong about what it describes......

Shaking his head with a smile, Crane took the letter in one hand and shook it sharply to the side.

A crimson flame rose and engulfed the paper.

In any case, Miss Hugh and Miss "The Magician" are still very kind, the only problem is that I know what they remind me of, and know better than they do...... Crane grunted as he rummaged through the mushrooms he had hidden.

There are four kinds of this, one is the dried product that can react with water and fish, there are three, the second is the new variety with golden fungus cover and the fragrance of flour, three white as the base, dotted with black spots, the whole fluffy and swollen, it seems that there is liquid flowing in it, full of milky flavor, and there are strange organs similar to gills on both sides of the four, and the surface is covered with fine but soft scales.

Crane glanced at the mushrooms, took out a gold coin, bounced it upwards, and caught it steadily.

After confirming the results, he took off his usual gloves and grabbed the three new mushrooms directly with his skin bare, trying to verify something that Frank Lee had not mentioned.

The touch was normal, and the mushrooms didn't change in any way, and Crane breathed a sigh of relief, no longer worrying about their danger exceeding the taboo line.

He had been quite afraid that as soon as these mushrooms came into contact with flesh and blood, they would immediately spread their roots, devour and grow, and spread spores.

"Maybe it's because the current gas wall lamps are brighter, or maybe it's because the mushrooms have lost most of their activity after they are picked, and there must be special conditions to recover, such as the ...... of the bio's stomach pocket," Klein used the spirit of evidence to close all the heavy curtains in the master bedroom and extinguish all the gas wall lights.

Then, he picked up the new variety of mushrooms with his bare hands once more, making sure they were nothing unusual and had not consumed their own flesh.

With that done, Crane re-lit the sconces and set up the ritual to sacrifice the mushrooms to the gray mist.

Sitting in the position of the "fool", he did not rush to invite the "wriggling hunger", and first let the metal vial containing his own blood fly to the long bronze table.

Immediately after, he poured a drop of blood on the table and pushed the new three mushrooms there.

In a matter of seconds, the mushrooms softened and squirmed as they squirmed near the blood, and dense needle-like hairs grew on the contact surface.

"......" Klein saw the corners of his mouth twitch, and directly invoked the little power of the mysterious space above the gray mist, suppressed all the mushrooms, and then let the drop of blood fly back into the metal vial, closing the lid.

He had a rough understanding of the nature of the mushrooms, and no longer wasting time, beckoning the "wriggling hunger" to fly from the clutter pile.

Grabbing the thin humanskin glove, Crane placed it on the table and released the mushroom's restraint.

Then he saw the "wriggling hunger" stand up with five fingers as support, and retreat as quickly as a piano.

Crane smiled kindly, and pressed the man's leather glove, with a little power to "give" the mysterious space above the gray mist.

Then, with his other hand, he grabbed a mushroom and leaned towards the "wriggling hunger".

The man's leather gloves struggled with all his might, but he could not get rid of them, and there was a noticeable trembling.

Klein paused to hold the mushroom and laughed in a low voice:

"Do you still praise the 'true Creator' at any time?"

The "wriggling hunger" continues to struggle, not responding.

Klein thought for a moment and backed off:

"I allow you to praise once a day, early in the morning or in the evening. ”

The "wriggling hunger" struggle abated, but did not stop.

Tut...... Crane continued to communicate quietly:

"Three times a day, it is celebrated at breakfast, lunch, and dinner, but I have to be reminded in advance. ”

After struggling twice, the "wriggling hunger" suddenly spread out on the table, no longer moving.

After some communication, Klein successfully reached an agreement with the "Creeping Hunger" on this issue, but the fact that he has to eat people every day is an instinct of objects, and he can't weaken it too much by just communicating, and he still has to wait for Azik to provide an effective sealing method, and all Klein can do at present is to make the "Creeping Hunger" can be carried without eating people, but he has to make up for food within 24 hours.

What a hassle...... Fortunately, after "Wriggling Hunger" fused Mr. A and Mushroom, the characteristics of being alive have been enhanced, otherwise there would really be no way to do such a specific communication...... With a burst of emotion, Klein turned to divination on recent events, came to the conclusion that he was not very dangerous, and preliminarily confirmed that there was an extraordinary factor in Cuarón's suicide.

After his busy work, he left the gray fog and returned to the real world, where he continued to wait for Mr. Azik's reply.

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

On Saturday night, Klein, dressed in a formal suit, arrived in a horse-drawn carriage with his personal valet Richardson to attend a charity gala held by the Church of the Night.

After passing through the main entrance, he was led by the priest to a side hall.

There is a shrine with the emblem of the goddess of the night, several small crystal chandeliers hanging from it, slender candles in front of it, and upside-down metal dome lids filled with oil wax.

By this time, they had all been set on fire, illuminating the hall with a sacred smell of its own.

Crane looked around, saw the neatly arranged seats, and saw the well-dressed guests.

Among them, women's dresses are mainly divided into two categories, one type of dress is either bright or dark, all bold and open, you can see the large white greasy on the chest and the arms on both sides, and the other type of clothing is fresh in color and quite conservative, and the interlocking bones are only faintly visible, or even covered.

As far as Klein knew, in the kingdom of Rune, this meant a distinction between married and unmarried, and widows and divorced women could choose between dressing in both ways, but the former would be as dark as possible.

In addition to these, Klein also saw shining necklaces, delicate earrings, and all kinds of precious ornaments, and the guests here were obviously more magnificent than the balls and banquets held by Councillor Mahert and himself.

Stepping into the hall, Klein greeted and chatted with the bishop and Councilor Macht, whom he knew.

At this moment, a voice came from the door, and many guests looked at it and greeted them with smiles.

Klein then looked there, his gaze lit up and then froze.

At the entrance of the hall, the most striking thing is a girl with shiny blonde hair and a supple drape, her eyes are as beautiful as jewels, and they seem to hide the surface of the sea with a whirlpool, so that the observer can hardly take his eyes off it.

Her facial features are bright, her temperament is outstanding, and her appearance seems to have no shortcomings, making it difficult for the men and women present to pay attention to what style of dress she is wearing and who is wearing the jewelry, but Klein has swept her clavicle chain, and a round and flawless pearl is just "inlaid" in the depression where the two collarbones meet, softening the line of the neck, highlighting a feeling of purity and charm.

Klein has seen her and knows her!

She is the "Justice" lady of the Tarot Society!

With the help of "Magic Mirror Divination", Klein saw her!

Suddenly, Klein looked away, not daring to look more.

This was his instinctive reaction, mainly because he knew that Miss "Justice" was an extraordinary person in the "audience" way, and if she caught her attention, it was easy for her to decipher her true thoughts and hidden secrets from the changes in her expression and body language.

The thought raced, and Crane forcibly turned his head back again, continuing to look at Miss "Justice"'s face.

He found that the problem of avoidance just now was bigger and more obvious:

How could a gentleman who loves different styles of women not take a few more glances when he meets such an unusually beautiful girl?

At the same time, Audrey noticed something unusual in a certain gentleman:

"The sideburns are already a little white, and the appearance and temperament are not bad, and they look very deep...... This must be Mr. Dawn Dantès, who donated tens of thousands of gold pounds to try to establish a poor people's education fund......

"His reaction just now is a bit strange, it seems to be hiding something......"

For Audrey, it was normal for Dawn Dantès to look away, and she had encountered too many similar situations - some men did subconsciously turn their heads and look to the side when they saw her, as if they were afraid of being discovered by her, afraid of making eye contact with her, afraid of exposing the intoxication that appeared at that moment.

Therefore, the strange thing about Dawn Dantès is not to look away, but to turn his gaze back later, and in addition, Audrey thinks that the most problematic point is that this gentleman is not more surprised, but surprised.

"What is he surprised about, and what is he hiding?" Audrey, with such a question and a shallow smile, followed her parents and brothers, and greeted the crowd of people.

Seeing that Miss "Justice" didn't pay attention to herself anymore, Klein secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and thought in his heart:

"Wait a minute, play the role of Dawn Dantès, and not be seen by the 'audience'.

"Hmm...... Whether Miss Justice finds out or not, I'll have to think of a reason for the abnormal reaction just now......

"Miss 'Justice' is indeed a young lady from a big aristocratic family, and I don't know what the specific surname is, so I will ask Bishop Mahet or Elektra ......."

In the midst of his thoughts, Crane frowned slightly, always feeling that he was still being watched by someone, and hurriedly followed his spiritual intuition and glanced at the door.

In the shadows outside the door, a big golden retriever was crouching there silently.

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