"But even though it's a full moon today, it's still daytime, so there's no hurry, I can surprise Klein first......

Lynn stretched, stood up, walked to the window and looked at 15 Minsk Street opposite, and after confirming that Klein was not out of the house, Lynn took a deep breath and began to prepare for the next script.

Naturally, the script he refers to is nothing else, but rather to the fact that "the angel townsman informs Lynn Sotos of the whereabouts of Lanerus, and makes Lynn Sotos pray to the fool on a condition that cannot be refused".

Lynn wasn't sure that Crane would follow the script and let him join the Tarot Society, and he wasn't going to use 008 to force anything in this regard.

Anyway, even if this script doesn't work, there are script 2, script 3 and script 4 behind Lynn, so I'm really not in a hurry at all.

So, because he had not been entrusted to stay at home, drinking coffee and reading the newspaper, while paying attention to the movement of the house opposite, Klein saw Lynn Sotos wearing his indescribable disguise again, and went out happily, as if he had received some commission.

However, just a few hours later, Lynn Sotos, who had been happy before, appeared on Minsk Street in a lost spirit, or it can't be described as a lost soul, the other party looked more like he had encountered a major decision, and a bad one could go bankrupt.

"What's going on...... Klein frowned slightly, he looked at Lynn on the street outside the window through the window, and was hesitating to take the initiative to ask about the situation, when he saw Lynn seem to sense his gaze and looked up at him.

Klein hesitated for a second, stood up, and took the initiative to wave at Lin.

Ten seconds later, the living room at 15 Minsk Street was once again welcomed with its familiar guests.

"Lynn, what's wrong with you? Did you encounter any difficulties? ”

Crane asked with a slight concern as he poured him a cup of coffee as Lynn had done customly.

Whether it is public or private, Klein can't ignore Lynn's strangeness.

"I ...... I don't know if I should say it......" Lynn took the coffee and took a sip, her expression looking hesitant and tangled, but she didn't feel right to talk to someone.

It can be said that in the area of acting, Lynn is really stubborn.

Klein naturally saw that Lynn deliberately showed "want to stop talking, stop talking and want to talk", he thought about it, took a sip of coffee, and said: "If you encounter difficulties, you might as well talk to me, you also know my strength, even if you offend a big man like Ambassador Intis again, I can't accept your commission again." ”

His tone was calm and gentle, but the content of his words was very reassuring.

"It's not like that......" Lynn shook his head, he looked at Crane in front of him, his expression hesitated for a few seconds, and then he sighed and said, "Do you remember the companion of Miss Audience last time, the fool you mentioned to us?" ”

Well? How can there be a fool's thing?

Klein was stunned for a moment, but his expression was impassive, he looked at Lynn with a little confusion, and said, "What?" Did you find out something related to the Fool? Or did you come across something related to the Fool? ”

The expression was equally natural, as if he really didn't know what a fool was, and it had nothing to do with a fool - it could only be said that in terms of acting, the remnants of the old days were really proficient, except for a certain emperor.

Maybe this is the reason why the fellow villagers are all developed, and only a certain emperor is forced to be in a state of immortality, and can only wait for Klein to fish.

"I'm ......" Lynn's eyes flickered, his lips squirmed, and he really didn't spit out a word for a long time.

Fortunately, Klein had enough patience to see this, and he didn't rush to drink coffee slowly while waiting quietly.

The living room was quiet like this, and after half a minute, Klein saw that Lynn seemed to have finally done a good job of psychological construction, but his first sentence almost made Klein choke directly.

"I have a friend, the kind of friend with whom I have a very good relationship......"

Klein:......

Is that friend you're talking about yourself?

Klein was really a little crying and laughing, I didn't expect Lynn to actually use the standard sentence like I have a friend, but considering Lynn's usual personality, he suddenly felt that it was very reasonable.

Although the other party is very cautious in some things, it really makes people wonder whether he is intentional or really arrogant in many things.

"Well, how's that friend of yours?" Spit and complain, Klein naturally would not expose Lynn, and asked down the situation.

"My friend, for some particular reason, might have to ......pray to that fool," Lynn said, and then he heard a cough, and it turned out that Crane, who was drinking coffee across from him, finally choked.

"Ahem......" Crane coughed twice, not bothering to wipe the coffee he accidentally spilled with his handkerchief, looked at Lynn, and confirmed, "You want to pray to the fool?" You're not kidding, are you? ”

Klein wasn't worried that his attitude at the moment would arouse any suspicion, after all, normal people with common sense in the extraordinary realm would have this reaction when they heard Lynn's words.

"It's not me, it's a friend of mine." Lin Mian retorted without changing his color.

"Well, it's not you, it's a friend of yours." Klein didn't solve this problem either, he just looked at Lynn with confusion and surprise, and asked:

"But why does your friend suddenly want to pray to the fool? Didn't he know the dangers of doing so? It's an unknown hidden being, maybe it's some kind of evil god? ”

In terms of self-blackening, Klein did not hesitate when he was in need.

"Of course he knew that it was dangerous to do so, in fact, he knew very well that after praying, he might fall into the abyss like the friend of the audience lady, and there was no chance of being saved......" Lynn put down the coffee in his hand, his eyes wandered, as if he was caught in a memory, and his voice became lower and lower.

"Then why do you still pray to the fool?" Klein asked again, and without the need for a spiritual intuition, Crane could guess that this was most likely related to his angelic fellow.

"I ...... No, because someone made a condition that my friend couldn't refuse......" Lynn seemed to wake up from his memories, and he took another sip of coffee, as if to convince himself, "There is always something more important than my own life." ”

Klein was dumbfounded, he didn't know what the conditions were in Lynn's mouth, and he didn't know what kind of things could make Lynn know that the abyss was in front of him and still had no hesitation.

Klein could see that Lynn had actually had a tendency for a long time, and he may have been a little hesitant, but more often he just wanted to confide in someone, not really want to get a suggestion.