"Good afternoon, Miss Audrey. There doesn't seem to be anything here to hold on to in this situation. ”

When Klein passed by the "Rune Charity Scholarship" on Persfield Street, he accidentally found that the door was still open, and Dawn Dantès, as the founder and director, was naturally very concerned about this, so he temporarily walked into the house.

It just so happened that Audrey Hall was coming down from the second floor, followed by her personal maid and golden retriever, as well as several Foundation staff, who seemed to be leaving.

Audrey clutched a newspaper and a bag for documents, and her reddened eyes were conspicuous, which was not normal for a "spectator".

When she saw Mr. Dawn coming, Audrey quickly wiped the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, and then smiled a slightly sad smile at the gentleman:

"I'm sorry, I just came back to get some information, there are several beneficiaries who were injured in the airstrike, I just visited them, and the follow-up treatment has been arranged."

Crane drew the crimson moon in his heart: "May the goddess bless them." ”

Audrey's eyes froze for a few seconds, and then she let out a heavy breath, as Crane made the same prayer motion.

Seeing that the two stopped in the antechamber and began to talk about things, Anne silently asked her master with her eyes if she needed to give the two of them a little time, Audrey nodded slightly, and Anne understood, and took Susie outside to arrange the carriage back to the Earl's Court.

Several other staff members quickly understood the implications of the move, and they also avoided it, giving the two Foundation trustees a private space to communicate privately.

Klein did have something to say to Audrey alone, and when he saw that the rest of the people were leaving, he continued:

"I will donate some more money for the Foundation's activities, and there are many things we can do in this man-made disaster, and we can use this money to buy food, medicine and medical equipment."

"I can't speak for the people who are suffering, but I hope it really helps...... On my own behalf, I sincerely appreciate your dedication, Mr. Daun. ”

Audrey lifted her skirt and saluted Klein.

Klein just shook his head: "At this time, I just did what I could, and I don't need to praise anything for it." In addition to donating, I would also like to donate food. You can discuss this matter directly with my butler, Walter, Miss Audrey, and this is another matter I would like to entrust to you. ”

"Donate Food...... I will also do my best, if there is anything I can help you, please feel free to let me know. Audrey rejoiced in the generosity of "Dwayne Dantès", and the other party was much more thoughtful than herself in donating food.

Klein wanted to entrust the Rose Greaves to Miss Audrey, and after going to the military to learn about the corresponding situation, it would be difficult for him to continue to operate the identity of "Dawn Dantès" in the future.

And then the Beckland tycoon was employed, and there were many ordinary servants, and it was impossible for Crane to take them everywhere to follow clues or hide from enemies, and it was better to find someone of sufficient prestige and contacts to entrust his manor.

Audrey did not refuse this, especially in the current situation, Klein vaguely explained that "he has something to do", which makes Audrey understand that the "world" has more important tasks to deal with, and the identity of "Dawn Dantès" is to be temporarily abandoned.

Audrey secretly made up her mind in her heart that she would not disappoint Mr. "World", and would return the Rose Song Estate to him in good condition, and would also bring Mr. "World" donation to those in need.

There's so much more she can do.

——

That night, Klein took the "life stick" he had received from the "sun" and shuttled through the hospital room of Beckland, treating the people who had been injured by the attack.

In order to cooperate with his role as a "trickster", Klein specially released the suppression of the "Life Staff", and he believed that it would not be long before the words "monsters covered with plants" and "monsters that heal people's wounds" would soon spread throughout Beckland.

After such strange tales spread on a large scale, Zarathu, who was also a "soothsayer", must have understood what was going on, so Klein seized the time and used "teleportation" to run around the hospital overnight, giving fear and hope to most patients.

By the time word spread, Crane was confident that he would receive a lot of feedback and would be able to effectively digest some of the potion.

While Klein was busy in the hospital, somewhere in the Jowood district, a lark was crouching in an iron cage boredly, muttering because he hadn't eaten in a long time.

The cage under its feet was obviously burned red, but the lark didn't seem to feel it, and it didn't suffer the slightest damage.

A layer of crimson and purple flames burned on the outside of the cage, a strange cage that provided a steady stream of light and heat to the room, even if the fireplace was not lit, enough to keep the room at a steady temperature in the middle of the night in mid-October.

The lark tilted its head and kept making a rapid and piercing chirp, a far cry from its usual tactful voice.

"Aren't you tired?"

The evil spirit of the "Red Angel" raised his head from a copy of the Tassok newspaper, tore off a corner of the newspaper, and stuffed the note into the cage through the crack in the red-hot iron cage:

"Eat."

Before the lark, risking burns, leaned his head over and pecked him, Medici quickly withdrew his hand.

Nornes glared at him angrily, "Let me out!" I want to go home! ”

Medici lowered his head again, and as his gaze swept over the newspaper King Rune's declaration of war, he couldn't help but let out a sneer: "Oh, is it? If you want to go back to the spirit realm, should I sacrifice you directly to Zoya? ”

"I'm not going back to the spirit realm! I have to go back to the candidates, that's my job! ”

"Spying on him? That's right, the little sparrow needs its own doll......"

"It's protection!" Nornes retorted loudly that if it weren't for the restraint of that layer of flame, it would have opened its cage and come out on its own, and the locks of these birdcages couldn't hold it at all.

Medici just sneered again: "That's right, your heads are completely empty, of course you can't think of such complicated things." ”

Seeing Medici's provocation, he didn't even look at himself, and the annoyed Nornes took a deep breath, and then shouted loudly: "Impact! Impact! ”

Medici's eyes kept looking, and then he looked at the lark with a complicated expression: "Why do you still imitate this kind of thing, which candidate taught?" ”

"Let me out!" The lark certainly wouldn't answer Medici's question, just screaming.

"With you here, that little 'soothsayer' won't just run away. Although there are many other ways to find him, it is better to let him take the initiative to come to me, I will not give up this advantage. As for you, you can give up on this idea, and your freedom is in my hands until he helps me do it. ”

Medici rolled up the newspaper in his hand and tossed it casually onto the coffee table next to him, and he bent down to take a closer look at the caged lark.

Nornes stared back at the Red Angel unfearedly, his feathers puffed up, trying to make himself look stronger.

Although the lark's move was not a deterrent, Medici stared at it for a long time and smiled disdainfully: "You are really more stupid like this, it really makes people feel ......"

Some nostalgia.

"Don't disturb my mental stability anymore," Medici's palm stroked the outside of the cage as the flames gradually extinguished, "If I can't control the instincts of the evil spirits, I'll really kill you." ”

Noens suddenly fell silent, its pale eyes met Medici's indifferent expression, and its sharp mouth opened and closed, "Even if you are a prisoner, you can always stutter, right?" ”

"You don't need to eat to replenish your energy, your energy source is Zoya, why are you so obsessed with eating? It's clearly not your survival instinct. ”

Nornes blinked, but didn't answer.

Medici stood, and over the red cloak, he wrapped another black cloak, the shadow pouring out of his hood, obscuring the conspicuous red hair and the mark on his forehead.

After getting ready to go out, Medici knocked on the cage again: "Or do you really think of yourself as a pet?" ”

Nornes hung its head, lifting the bottom of its paws, which had been charred by the high temperature of the cage: "I'm just using that specific gesture to resist the tendency to converge. ”

"It's sad." "Red Angel," the evil spirit commented indifferently.

——

After intimidating a Sunitia Fleet officer, Frasak returned to his new foothold in the Eastside.

This is a small rental house, because there are two secret couples who also stay in the house, and the already small space seems to be very cramped.

The layout of the safe house reminded Klein of the room he had lived in when he first lived in Tingen, with a living room, dining room and study on the outside and a bedroom on the inside, with a bunk bed.

He sat down at his desk, feeling the feedback digested by the "trickster" before looking up at the window.

The cold moonlight stubbornly pierced through the clouds, casting some crimson on the floor, but in another two hours it would be dispelled by the dazzling sunlight.

For Beckland, however, the clear sun mostly exists only above clouds.

Sure enough, it still had to be more intensely frightened, Klein thought silently, this short night of "strange talk play" was more than the progress he had digested in the previous months combined.

Just as Klein rubbed his temples, relaxing his spirit after a long night's travel, waiting for the morning light to light up.

Suddenly, his spiritual instinct was touched, and the messenger with four heads came out of the gap in the spiritual world.

This is a short letter from the "Hermit", the "mysterious queen" who offers an invitation to meet the adventurers of the sea, at twelve o'clock in the afternoon, at the Serenzo Restaurant, the Golden Theater.

(End of chapter)