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Chapter 111 Poetry

Chapter 111 Poetry

A crimson veil covered the city, and tranquility became the main theme.

Klein leaned over the table, holding a quill in his right hand and copying Emperor Roselle's poems in ancient Elvish.

The content of Eve's copying assignment for Kleinbu was all about Emperor Roselle, his famous sayings, his poetry, and his prose...

Klein seriously suspected that his elder sister was persecuting this senior time traveler.

Suddenly, Klein felt his spirituality being pulled. He followed his feeling and looked over, only to see an illusory figure appear on the wall of his bedroom.

"Puff, puff."

Little Puji flapped its wings and flew out from the wall. It came to Klein and took the letter and box out of its mouth like last time and handed them to Klein.

After Klein took the envelope and the box, Puji winked at him and disappeared into the room.

Klein held the small box in one hand and glanced at the name on the envelope—Frank.

No one else will use my sister's messenger to send me a letter, Klein thought to himself.

Logically speaking, the messenger should only be able to deliver letters between the contractor and others, so my reply letter first reached my sister and then Frank?

Is this too much trouble? But Frank and I don't have a messenger. Hmm... it would be great if I could have my own messenger. My sister should have a spell to summon spirit creatures. I can try it when I have time.

While thinking, Klein suddenly felt the box in his hand tremble. He was slightly surprised that there was a living thing in the box.

I hope it's not the fruit fish… Klein thought to himself… I wonder how my sister dealt with the remaining fruit fish. Did she give them all to Ruirui…

On the bright side, maybe it was seafood. After all, Frank was at sea, and judging from the size of the box, the quantity should be small.

With a nervous mood, Klein opened the box.

In the box was a small black fish about the length of a finger, with a few milky white buds squeezing out from the gaps between its scales.

Klein looked at the small fish in the box in silence. He had an expected feeling. Although he didn't know what kind of fish it was, it was obviously not a normal species.

Klein closed the box, found a knife and opened the envelope.

After reading it, Klein didn't know what to say for a moment.

Although it is indeed developed towards production, who would normally use fish to grow wheat?

Klein rubbed his brows, trying to understand Frank.

There is no land on the ship...

There is sea all around, and fish...

Or maybe it was because Frank liked fish?

Klein shook his head and wrote back to Frank, hoping that the wheat could grow in the soil instead of fish. If there was no land for him to study, he could try seawater.

After writing the letter, Klein checked it again. After confirming that it was correct, he took out a silver bell from his pocket and injected spirituality into it.

This silver bell used to be Ruirui's ornament. After Eve made a cat tag for Ruirui, it was made into an extraordinary item and used to summon messengers.

The silver bell shook twice but made no sound. In a flash, Klein saw Little Puji again.

Just like last time, Puji disappeared after Klein threw the letter into his mouth.

Klein glanced at the place where Puji disappeared and returned to his desk to do his homework.

It was almost twelve o'clock when he finished his homework. Klein did not go to bed immediately. Instead, he pulled the cardboard box out from under the bed and returned it to Eve using a sacrificial ritual.

After the sacrifice and bestowal ceremony was successful, Klein sent the cardboard box into the gray fog. However, since he had to take it out to read it frequently, it was too troublesome. In addition, there was the danger of being discovered by Melissa and Benson, so he hid it back to its original place.

Although Klein didn't want Melissa and Benson to find these books, it wouldn't be difficult to explain if they were discovered.

…

the next day

Klein stayed at the Blackthorn Security Company for a while, and quietly came to Eve's apartment in Tingen at noon.

He had already recited Eve's name in his heart, and when he arrived at Eve's residence, his sister was lying on the sofa waiting for him.

"Hey, bro," Eve said, supporting herself on the sofa with both hands and raising her upper body, "It's finally here."

Klein nodded. He had long been accustomed to his sister's eccentricity.

Eve stood up straight and waved to Klein, saying, "Let's go."

After saying that, he stretched and walked towards the life-size mirror in the living room.

Klein followed Eve into the mirror world.

The mirror surface rippled like water, and Klein and Eve passed through the mirror and came to the storage room.

Klein glanced around and found that everything was the same as the last time he came here, even the broken silver mirror on the ground was the same.

The only difference was that there was an extra cardboard box on the floor of the storage room. It was very obvious that it was the one he offered to Eve last night. It was obvious that Eve had once again thrown the thing casually into the mirror world.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Eve walked towards the cardboard box, picked it up with both hands, came to the bookshelf of the Fourth Epoch, and placed the books on the shelf one by one.

"Can I help you?"

"Need not."

Klein retracted his gaze and walked towards the bookshelf of the Third Epoch.

"Kingdom of God", "Confessions", "Lamb of the Lord"...

There weren't many books in the Third Age. Klein picked them up one by one and flipped through them. He found that the books in the Third Age were all filled with a strong religious tone.

In addition to several books of poetry, there are also several novels and essays.

Klein took a few poetry books, then turned to look at Eve and said, "I've got them."

Klein flipped through them briefly. The first few pages of these poems were all praising the Creator, which could help him understand the history of the Third Age.

The creation myth of the City of Silver was very different from that of the Northern Continent. Klein had a hunch that after reading these poems, no, maybe he wouldn't even have to finish reading them, he would be able to tell which one was true and which one was false.

"I've got it," Klein said after thinking for two seconds, "I want to look at it here for a while, is that okay?"

These poems are different from the books of the Fourth Age. If the poems of the Third Age are really so different from the creation myths, Melissa and Benson will definitely think he has joined a cult if they find him reading these books.

"good."

Eve took Klein out of the mirror world.

Klein held the books in his arms and walked to the sofa. He placed the books on the coffee table, took out one of them, sat on the sofa, and began to read. He looked serious as if he was studying some academic work.

Suddenly, Klein noticed a cup of coffee next to him.

"You have to guard the Chanis Gate tonight," Eve raised her chin and said, "Wake up."

Because he often stayed up late, Klein's mental state was indeed a little bad.

"Thanks."

Klein picked up the coffee and thanked him. He blew on the coffee, took a sip, looked up at Eve, and a question suddenly popped up in his mind.

(End of this chapter)Chapter 112 The Creator

Chapter 112 The Creator

If Miss Justice found the agate peacock egg, sacrificed it to me, and then I gave it to Eve, this behavior would be very similar to Little Puji giving my reply to Eve and then Eve giving it to Frank.

Did Eve really do this?

This would be too much trouble for Him, so He should contract His own messenger as soon as possible.

"Did my reply reach you first and then be sent to Frank?" Klein asked curiously.

"Not really," Eve replied while curled up on the sofa and watching Stormy Heights. "You can think of it as summoning a spirit creature to help you."

Klein nodded, feeling somewhat predictable.

In that case, there was no need to rush the messenger. After all, Klein didn't have such a need right now.

Let's study the history of the Tertiary Period first.

"The Lord awakened from chaos, and the gospel spread across the earth…

He said, "Let there be light," and there was light in the world...

The half of the Lord, the king of angels, the king of angels...

The king of the elves has disobeyed God..."

The more Klein read, the more solemn his expression became. In this book, the Creator appeared at the same time as giants, dragons and other extraordinary races, and it also praised the Creator's achievements in defeating the ancient gods and saving mankind.

Extraordinary races such as giants, dragons, and elves appeared in the Second Age, which means that the Creator was still active in the world during the Second Age.

In the creation myth, the Creator completely integrated into the universe in the First Age, his body became everything, his lungs became elves, his heart became giants, his head became dragons... Humans were born from his wisdom, and his spirit became the Eternal Flame, the Lord of Storms, and the God of Knowledge and Wisdom. The Second Age was the time when humans survived under the protection of the gods.

If the records in the books of the Third Age are true, then the creation myths are false.

Klein didn't seem surprised. He didn't really believe in the authenticity of the creation myth from the beginning.

But this creator must have fallen in the end... Klein sighed in his heart... He saved humanity from the extraordinary race, led humanity to become stronger, and created the glorious era...

What a pity.

Klein felt sorry for the Creator in his heart and turned the page to continue reading.

King of Angels?

My elder sister is the King of Angels?

The title of King of Angels appeared once before, and it was used to describe the Dark Angels. Klein thought it meant "King of Angels", but now it seems that it is not the case, because the book does not use "King of Angels" to describe Eve.

In this case, "the king of angels" should mean that the dark angels occupy a leading position among the angels.

Well...that means my sister's boss.

I never thought that my elder sister had worked for the Creator.

That's right. After all, my sister came to this world in the Second Age. It's normal for her to rely on the ancient sun god. This is a smart choice.

"What is the Angel King?" Klein asked, looking up from the book.

"Angel King," Eve said without even looking up. "In a narrow sense, it refers to the nine angel kings who originally followed the Creator. In a broad sense, it refers to all angels who possess one or more Sequence One characteristics or possess both uniqueness and Sequence One characteristics. They are beings close to true God."

Klein was stunned. So powerful, and there were so many of them!

And this was only the number of Angel Kings. Klein didn't believe that a Creator with nine Angel Kings would not have Sequence 2 angels.

He truly is the Creator!

It took Klein a while to calm down and continue reading.

"…The Lord ordered the Mirror Angel to raise the Fate Angel and the War Angel…The Lord said: 'You must respect Him as a teacher.'…"

The Angel of Destiny and the Angel

of War? The Angel of Destiny and the Angel of War among the nine angel kings?

Klein guessed that these two angel kings should be Ouroboros and Medici, but he didn't know which one was Ouroboros and which one was Medici.

I remember my sister told me that Ouroboros was picked up by him, but in this book it was the Creator who picked him up.

Hmm... my sister wouldn't lie to me about something like this. It seems that there is some artistic processing in this book, but that's normal.

But Ouroboros later followed the true creator...

Klein clearly remembered that the Aurora Society believed that the Creator had not completely fallen, and that His core was the true Creator.

Could it be true?

I wonder what happened to the angels who followed the Creator after His death.

If the True Creator is really the remnant of the Creator, then there should be angels who continue to follow Him like Ouroboros, but certainly not all of them follow the True Creator. Otherwise, with such a luxurious team as the Creator, the True Creator would definitely not be doing so badly.

Most people should start their own business like my elder sister.

Klein glanced at the clock on the wall and found that it was still early, so he felt relieved and lowered his head to continue reading.

He found that the book had a very strong monotheistic tone, and regarded other gods as evil gods. Moreover, from the description in the book, it can be seen that in the Third Age, the Creator was the absolute and only orthodox belief, and some angel families in the Fourth Age had already appeared in the Third Age.

Klein suspected that the Creator might be a being above the true gods, otherwise it would be impossible for him to overwhelm other true gods on his own. The combat power between true gods could not differ so much.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

There are also descriptions like "omniscient and omnipotent"...

What made Klein feel complicated was that the Church of Evernight was actually a secret organization...

Not only the Church of Night, but also the Church of the God of War and the Church of Mother Earth were all secret organizations in the past.

This is consistent with what Mr. "The Hanged Man" said, but why not the Church of Storms, the Church of the Eternal Sun, and the God of Knowledge and Wisdom?

Furthermore, this book does not mention anything about the Lord of Storms, the Eternal Sun, or the God of Knowledge and Wisdom.

Could it be that the Lord of Storms, the Eternal Sun, and the God of Knowledge and Wisdom really came from the Creator and were born after the Creator's death?

Klein closed the book and tapped his palm lightly with the spine, again and again.

Although the creation myth is false, it may contain some distorted truths and is still worth referring to.

This would explain why the Church of the Storm, the Church of the Eternal Sun, and the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom were not secret organizations... Klein lowered his head and thought... When they were born, the Creator had already fallen...

This is a book from the Third Age, which means that the Creator of the Third Age still exists.

The Fourth Epoch is the era of the Six Gods, and my sister also said that the True Creator was a true God in the Fourth Epoch. All these indicate that the Creator of the Fourth Epoch has fallen.

Why did the Creator fall?

The Tertiary and Quaternary...

The Great Cataclysm!

Could it be that the Great Cataclysm was caused by the fall of the Creator?

It was very likely, Klein thought to himself.

The number of gods and angels involved exceeded double digits... Klein rubbed his brows, feeling a headache. He felt that there must be a major secret hidden behind the fall of the Creator, but this was not something that a mere Sequence Eight like him could explore.

Uh... although he has already explored a lot of hidden history that a mere Sequence Eight should not explore.

Klein put the book down, closed his eyes and rubbed his dry eyes.

Two seconds later, he opened his eyes and looked at Eve. Eve had already finished reading "Storm Heights" and now switched to "The Annoying Miss Mary".

"Do you believe in the Creator?" Klein suddenly asked.

(End of this chapter)Chapter 113 Literary Salon

Chapter 113 Literary Salon

Eve raised her head slightly, recalling Mikhail's "tall image" in the past.

This... is hard to believe...

After pondering for two seconds, Eve shook her head and said seriously, "It cannot be called faith, but He is indeed a revered existence."

"Hmm…" Klein placed the book on the coffee table in front of him and said, "It looks like there's a lot of artistic processing going on."

"It's normal," Eve leaned back, waved her hands and smiled, "but there's a lot of truth in it."

Klein looked out the window. It was almost dusk, and the sun's rays were no longer dazzling. They had restrained their light and appeared somewhat softer, but they still dyed the surroundings a bit golden, as if guarding the king. The sky had turned into a dark mode, and the city in the distance was like a silhouette, shrouded in shadows.

"I'm going back now," Klein stood up, picked up the cane leaning against the sofa, adjusted his hat, and said half-jokingly, "If I'm not back before nightfall, it will be considered as absenteeism without reason."

"Well," Eve supported herself on the armrests of the sofa with both hands, and with a slight effort, her body left the soft sofa, "Your extraordinary item is ready. I plan to pick it up tomorrow. Do you want to go?"

So fast?

Klein was a little surprised and thought that making friends with a "craftsman" would definitely bring more benefits than disadvantages...

Without any hesitation, Klein nodded immediately.

…

In a luxurious villa in Backlund

Grellint greeted her enthusiastically, gently holding the hand of the beautiful lady in front of him and giving her a fake kiss.

"Your beauty fills my salon with brilliance."

Grellint praised her as usual, then lowered his voice and whispered, "The two ladies have arrived. They are extraordinary people but also have their own professions. One is a writer and the other is a company employee."

Audrey nodded in understanding, showing a look of expectation and doubt. She seemed to be concerned about Anne, her personal maid, and tried hard to suppress her curiosity.

"Writer?" Audrey asked casually.

"Yes, you should have read her work Stormy Heights, which has been widely praised in the past two months." Grellint straightened up and led Audrey to the living room. "Ms. Fors is just like Ms. Sissi in Stormy Heights, calm, wise, and lazy. Ms. Sherman is more shy, but she is a very powerful Beyonder."

Sherman?

Audrey was a little surprised. The information that Aunt Elena had commissioned the security company in Tingen City to investigate Baron Edgar was sent to Audrey's mother, and Audrey also secretly took a few glances at it.

"Ms. Sherman?" Audrey asked casually.

"Ms. Sherman is a company employee who just returned to Backlund some time ago," Viscount Greylint explained, then suddenly lowered his voice, looked ahead, and whispered, "She is a very powerful Beyonder, very powerful."

"It's a pity that she will be leaving Backlund this winter. She and her fiancé will spend the winter in Jianhai County."

Fiancé?

Audrey seemed to be listening to Grellant carefully, but she was actually thinking quickly in her mind.

Finally, she opened her mouth but said nothing.

Grellint wanted to say something else, but suddenly saw two ladies who always gathered together standing at the long table and eating dessert.

"These two are Ms. Fors and Ms. Sherman," Grellint introduced.

Audrey looked up and observed the two ladies in front of her. In less than a few seconds, she understood a lot of information.

Many of Ms. Fors's characteristics are consistent with her identity as a writer... Her eyes seem to be looking down on me and Greenlight. Is this the psychological advantage that Extraordinary people have over ordinary people?

Ms. Sherman also has this feeling, but relatively speaking, she has less of it than Ms. Fors. Is it because of her personality?

Greenlight said that Ms. Sherman tended to be shy and that girls like her were usually soft-hearted.

They did not show any panic or fear, which meant that it was not Greenlight who discovered them, but they took the initiative to find Greenlight.

Why did the two Beyonders take the initiative to approach a noble? Money? Materials?

While Audrey was observing Fors and Sherman, Viscount Greenlight had already introduced Audrey to the two ladies.

"Good afternoon, Ms. Fors, Ms. Sherman," Audrey lifted her skirt and bowed slightly, saying, "Nice to meet you. I really like Ms. Fors's Stormy Heights, especially the calm, wise, and lazy Ms. Sissi in the book."

"Nice to meet you, Miss Audrey," Fors returned the greeting. "Your beauty is truly astonishing. I think I have the material for my next novel now."

"Good afternoon, Miss Audrey." Sherman returned the greeting. She slightly widened her eyes and looked at Audrey, then realized that this was a bit impolite and immediately retracted her gaze.

So beautiful, a woman as beautiful as the teacher. It's hard to imagine that she is just an ordinary person... Sherman thought in surprise, feeling a little envious.

After being promoted to the Witch of Pleasure, the speed at which she digested the potion slowed down, and she couldn't do anything to let Jessica down.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Relying solely on Jessica to play the role of the Witch of Pleasure is too slow, and the core of the role of the Witch of Pleasure is "extreme pleasure is also painful". How could she actively hurt Jessica and make him suffer?

The Rose Club has been developing for so many years and has found some ways to avoid direct sexual contact, but many Shermans still cannot accept it.

She is a very conservative person.

The remaining method is to make others feel pain through other aspects of pleasure, but this is too difficult, and the "pleasure" in the role-playing of the Witch of Pleasure mainly refers to that aspect of pleasure, and there is even the ability to match it, so this method is not only difficult, but also slow to digest.

Therefore, Sherman felt that she would not be able to become a high-sequence witch.

Sherman touched her smooth and delicate face and smiled slightly, but it was enough now.

A beautiful woman with a handsome fiancé, this was something I never dared to think about before.

Audrey had been observing Sherman, and her keen observation allowed her to immediately notice the difference in Sherman's smile.

The polite smile turned into a sincere... well... a very happy smile...

Audrey followed Sherman's gaze and saw a handsome man who looked very mature.

Is that Ms. Sherman's fiancé?

It seems that Ms. Sherman and her fiancé have a good relationship.

The beautiful girl raised her lips slightly and looked at her fiancé in the distance with some happiness. Jessica was sitting on the sofa and chatting with a group of people.

(End of this chapter)Chapter 114: Charles Gustav

Chapter 114: Charles Gustav

In front of so many people, the four of them didn't feel comfortable chatting for long, so they left after a few words of greeting.

Audrey put on an elegant and sweet smile and entered the salon.

The audience's ability and her own beauty make her easily loved by everyone.

Just when Audrey felt the soreness in her facial muscles, she finally received a hint from Viscount Greenlight.

She smiled and nodded to the people around her, then left the living room on the pretext of going to the bathroom.

After confirming that the person following her had disappeared, Audrey went around to the study on the first floor and said to the maid beside her, "I have something to discuss with Viscount Greenlight. Anne, you stay at the door and don't let anyone else in."

Anne nodded, not finding it strange. Her young lady and Viscount Greenlight had the same hobbies and often discussed mysticism in private.

Audrey put her hand on the door handle. She was about to meet two real extraordinary people, but she didn't feel nervous.

I am no longer a lady new to the extraordinary world… Audrey thought with a bit of pride in her heart.

After entering the room, Audrey immediately locked the door and looked inside.

Fors stood in front of the bookshelf, flipping through the books casually, while Sherman sat in front of the desk. When she saw Audrey come in, she raised the corner of her mouth slightly and smiled at her.

"Let me introduce myself again, Miss Audrey." After seeing Audrey come in, Fors put down the book in her hand, walked over to her, and said to Audrey with a smile, "I am a writer and an extraordinary person."

"Really?" Audrey showed a look of doubt at the right moment.

"It seems we need to prove it." Sherman said without surprise. She raised her hand and an illusory flame ignited from her hand.

Audrey covered her mouth in surprise. "Oh my God, it's magical, such a strange flame, this is not a magic trick."

Sherman flipped her palm, and the black illusory flame disappeared from her hand again.

Audrey sighed repeatedly and looked at Fors again.

Fors smiled slightly, "It seems that Miss Audrey wants me to prove myself."

"No," Audrey waved her hand and said with an apologetic smile, "I already believe it. I'm just a little curious about Miss Fors's abilities."

Fors smiled nonchalantly and put her hand on the door. Suddenly, Audrey seemed to see Miss Fors transformed into a shadow and passed through the door.

She blinked her eyes, came back to her senses, and found that Fors was indeed no longer there.

A few seconds later, the door handle turned and Fors walked in from outside.

"It's amazing." Viscount Greenlight exclaimed.

Audrey smiled at Fors, and while guessing the purpose of the two people in her heart, she said, "Thank you very much, Miss Fors."

"Let's have a frank conversation now," Fors said with a low laugh, "I used to be a clinic doctor. I became a Beyonder for special reasons, and it's been more than two years now. Sherman became a Beyonder earlier than me. She is a truly senior and powerful Beyonder."

"We need you to do one thing. As a reward, we will guide you into the circle of true Beyonders. You can obtain certain formulas and materials and become a true Beyonder."

"What's the matter?" Viscount Greenlight asked impatiently.

"We have a friend who is honest, kind, and highly respected. But for some reason, she was put in prison and is awaiting final trial. I hope you can rescue her."

"I understand," Audrey frowned slightly, "but Miss Fors, the abilities you have shown seem very suitable for this."

"No, Miss Audrey," Fors shook her head and said, "My ability can only work on me, and we hope to use legal means as much as possible."

With Sherman's ability, she can indeed rescue Xio, but she will make them the target of the authorities.

It is very dangerous for wild extraordinary people to be targeted by the authorities, and sometimes they may become wanted criminals directly.

Neither Fors nor Sherman wanted this to happen.

Fors wanted to live a peaceful life.

Sherman also wants a peaceful life, and Jessica doesn't know Sherman's identity as an extraordinary person.

They couldn't tell Jessica, "Your fiancée went to jailbreak and is now a wanted criminal, run away."

Jessica would definitely say with surprise, "Impossible, my Sherman would never do such a thing, and she couldn't do it. Someone must have framed her."

Audrey said carefully, "Excuse me, why was your friend imprisoned?"

Fors and Sherman were suddenly a little embarrassed. "She is a very respectable lady, but... um... the method she used to persuade a villain was a bit extreme..."

…

"This is it."

Eve put one hand on her waist, turned sideways and pointed at the house in front of the two people and said,

"This 'craftsman' is quite good. You can ask him for any low- to medium-sequence extraordinary items you need made in the future."

Because Klein was on duty at Chanis Gate, he slept until about two in the afternoon, and it was already four by the time he was ready to set off.

Klein looked at the house in front of him. It was very ordinary, with nothing memorable about it.

I wonder what that "craftsman" is like… Klein wondered curiously in his heart… He actually got his elder sister to help him attract customers…

Eve knocked on the door and waited until someone answered before pushing it open.

Klein followed closely behind.

He thought he would see a lot of tools, but no, it really looked like an ordinary residence, even tidier than many bachelor's residences.

The layout of the room is very simple. There is a square wooden table in the living room, which should be where he usually eats.

At the far end of the dining table was a double sofa, on which sat a somewhat bloated man.

The furniture looks ordinary, but judging from the red wine on the wooden table, the financial situation of this "carpenter" is not as ordinary as he appears.

After moving, Klein and Benson went to buy some red wine to keep at home and learned some knowledge about red wine. The bottle should be the famous Olmier red wine, which is said to cost more than one hundred pounds a bottle.

The man showed some surprise on his face when he saw Eve, and immediately stood up and walked towards her.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Ms. Eve," Sharf tried his best to act normal, but his expression always revealed a bit of fear and flattery, "Are you here to get the extraordinary item? I'll get it right away!"

Charles didn't expect Eve to come so soon. In the past, the fastest time would be one month after the completion of the project, and the longest time was even more than two years.

He glanced secretly at the bespectacled man behind Eve, suspecting that the anomaly was related to him.

Could it be that this extraordinary item was made for him?

Sharf was immediately thankful that he had never delayed the work schedule because Eve received the goods late, and he had always regarded Eve's commission as the top priority. Otherwise, it would be embarrassing if he couldn't deliver the goods now.

"This is a sailor's bracelet." Charles took out a bracelet from the house and said with a bit of embarrassment on his face.

The bracelet is very beautiful, with sea blue gems and small white and pink shells strung on it.

Although he knew that Eve might not use these extraordinary items, in order to please Eve, Charles always made extraordinary items for women, which were both exquisite and easy to carry, and Eve never stopped him.

Klein looked at the bracelet in Sharf's hand and tried hard to close his mouth as he wanted to complain.

The character cannot collapse...

Eve didn't react much. She had never used the extraordinary items made by Charles, so she didn't care what they looked like.

He did think of this this time, but he still did not ask to change it. Eve thought the jewelry was good and easy to carry.

The girl nodded and motioned for him to continue.

"After wearing it, a layer of invisible hard phantom scales will grow on the skin, but if you wear it for more than three hours, your body will become extremely itchy. It is harmless within three hours."

Sharf explained that he wanted to touch his nose to ease the embarrassment, but put his hand down when he thought of Eve still being there.

"very good."

Klein said expressionlessly, reaching out to take the bracelet.

"This is German Sparrow." Eve said.

Even though he had guessed it, Sharf was still a little surprised. Miss Eve rarely mentioned anything other than extraordinary items to him. Although they had known each other for many years, they had very little communication. But Sharf didn't think this was bad. On the contrary, he thought it was great.

"Hello, Mr. Sparrow." Sharf immediately extended his hand and looked at Klein with a bit of curiosity and envy. He took the initiative to introduce himself: "My name is Sharf Gustav, you can call me Sharf."

"Hello."

Klein extended his hand in return, still looking expressionless on the surface, but in fact, he was boiling with anger inside.

Gustave!

Could it be the "Gustav" of Roselle Gustav? A descendant of Emperor Roselle?

That should be it...

I knew that someone who was treated specially by my elder sister couldn't possibly be ordinary. Even if he was truly ordinary, being treated specially by an angel king was already very extraordinary...

Klein suppressed the shock in his heart and naturally withdrew his hand.

Sharf was a little surprised to see that Hermann didn't show any shock. He glanced at Eve secretly, then immediately looked away.

Eve took two steps forward and placed her hand on Klein's shoulder.

Watching the two people leave, Charles suddenly felt relieved. He didn't want to face Eve. Although this lady had never hurt him and had always taken good care of his business, Charles had only awe for this familiar yet strange woman who had appeared in his life when his grandfather was still alive.

He guessed that the reason why this woman had been taking care of them was probably because of their last name - Gustav.

They are the descendants of Emperor Roselle, and this is their source of pride.

(End of this chapter)Chapter 115: Mr. Moretti, the Fortune Teller

Chapter 115: Mr. Moretti, the Fortune Teller

Klein put the sailor bracelet into his pocket, not wanting to see it.

When he thought about a crazy adventurer wearing such a bracelet to hunt pirates, Klein felt speechless.

"Is Mr. Sharf a descendant of Emperor Roselle?" Klein turned around and asked.

"Yes," Eve nodded, "He is the child of Charles, Roselle's eldest son, but I take care of him more because of Charles."

Charles?

Klein raised his head slightly and carefully recalled his university history knowledge, but found that he had no impression of this person.

"Ciel is just an ordinary person," Eve smiled slightly, as if she could see through Klein's thoughts and said, "It's normal not to know."

"The eldest son of Emperor Roselle…" Klein took off his hat and placed it on the desk. "Even if nothing else, this identity is very unusual."

Eve smiled slightly and said nothing. In fact, even if Sharf and the others had never told Eve, she could see that they were proud of being the descendants of Emperor Roselle.

This is a normal view.

"If he is really an ordinary person, this identity would be a torture for him." Klein thought seriously. He leaned his cane against the desk and said with a smile, "But before I care about a prince, I have to care about my dinner first. Bella is on vacation today, and the kitchen is waiting for me alone."

"Okay," Eve said nonchalantly, crossing her arms, "I hope Rarity is waiting for me too."

"I think you need rest more than dinner." Klein smiled.

…

Tingen Technical College is closed one day a week on Sunday , so Eve and Melissa don't need to go to class on Sunday.

In order to improve her relationship with Melissa, Eve invited Melissa to go shopping together.

Eve accompanied Melissa to buy some mechanical parts, while Melissa accompanied Eve to choose supplies for Rarity.

As they were walking around, they unknowingly arrived at the Howers district.

The Fortune Teller Club is here.

Although he no longer needed to act as a fortune teller, Klein had been working hard to earn back his membership fees and would come to the Fortune Teller Club in his free time.

Eve raised the corners of her lips slightly. Although she could know immediately whether Klein was inside if she wanted to, she did not do so.

This is more interesting.

Melissa looked up at the neighborhood and apparently discovered the Fortune Teller Club located in this neighborhood.

Is this the Fortune Teller Club that Teacher Eve mentioned?

Melissa cast her eyes towards the club from a distance, scanned it up and down, and then looked away.

Seeing that Melissa had no interest in the Fortune Teller Club, Eve's eyes revealed a bit of disappointment.

Seeing the disappointment in the teacher's eyes, the girl was stunned for a moment. She looked up at the Fortune Teller's Club, then looked at Eve, and quietly reached into her pocket and held the remaining penny in her palm.

And ten pence...Ten pence can buy five pounds of bread.

Melissa bit her lip and said hesitantly, "Teacher, the Fortune Teller Club over there is the one you introduced, right? Let's go and take a look."

I will go in with Teacher Eve to take a look, no divination...

"good."

Eve immediately put on a joyful expression and happily took Melissa to the Fortune Teller Club.

…

Inside the Fortune Teller Club's Citrine Room

Klein said to the guest in front of him expressionlessly, "I'm sorry, sir, that lady doesn't like you. You two don't have a chance to be together."

Korbel's face suddenly showed a bit of disappointment, and he asked unwillingly: "Sir, could it be that the result is wrong? Oh... I am not questioning your ability, but... maybe the information I provided is incomplete or there is an error in the information. I can say it again, Eve, a teacher in the Department of Mechanical Engineering at Tingen Technical College... is 1.68 meters tall."

"No, sir," Klein waited for him to finish before retorting, "The information you provided is very comprehensive, and I have also used divination to confirm the authenticity of the information. This is the result of the divination, and there is no mistake."

"Sir, is that true?" Kobel asked again, "I was planning to..."

What are you going to do? Confess your feelings?

Klein thought expressionlessly.

The first time he encountered this kind of thing, Klein couldn't hold it in.

He had only one thought at the time - no brother-in-law!

He had just accepted that his brother had become a sister, and he didn't want to endure another critical hit so soon.

But as this happened more and more, Klein's initial shock and rejection turned into numb sympathy.

Klein could only receive such divinations on Sundays, because students had to go to school on weekdays, and Klein would have gone home when they got out of school.

But this Sunday alone, Klein caught three.

Watching the gentleman leave, Klein sighed silently to express his sympathy.

Kolbe left the Citrine Room dejectedly and closed the door behind him.

"Kolbe?"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

A familiar voice sounded in his ears, Kolbe raised his head suddenly, and saw Teacher Eve standing in front of him.

"Teacher..."

Is this the guidance of fate?

But Mr. Moretti... Ms. Angelica said that Mr. Moretti is a very amazing fortune teller...

Kolbe looked at Eve, and an idea suddenly popped into his mind - perhaps Mr. Moretti had no talent at all, he was just a skilled liar, and I should follow the guidance of fate.

The blond boy drew a crimson moon on his chest with his finger, took a deep breath, and said, "Teacher Eve, I have something to tell you. Can you leave with me for a while?"

"Okay." Eve said with a smile, and turned to Melissa beside her and said, "Melissa, wait for me here first."

Melissa nodded obediently, looking at the two of them with some concern.

"Miss Melissa, would you like to take a look first?" Angelica handed over the fortune teller's list with a smile, but Melissa shook her head and refused, sitting quietly on the sofa waiting for Eve to come back.

She was not here for divination, she was just here to accompany Teacher Eve.

Eve followed Kolbe into an empty room. It seemed that this was not the first time Kolbe came here.

"Teacher Eve," Kolbe said hesitantly, his face flushed, "I, I…"

"You like me?"

Kolbe was stunned for a moment, and a look of ecstasy appeared on his face.

Eve smiled and said, "I'm glad you like it, but I don't like you."

The smile on his face had not yet faded, and for a moment Kolbe even forgot about his sadness, and there was only a blank in his mind.

He didn't know when he walked out of the room, and when he realized it, he had already left the room.

"Kolbe?"

Melissa noticed that Kolbe seemed to be in a bad state and asked with concern.

"...Mr. Moretti..." Kolbe said blankly: "...I'm sorry..."

"Mr. Moretti?"

"Mr. Moretti is a famous fortune teller here. He is not a fortune teller but a real fortune teller." Angelica said as she flipped through the list. She suddenly stopped flipping through the list and pointed to a name and said, "This is the gentleman. Miss, do you want to give it a try?"

Melissa looked in the direction Angelica pointed and saw "Klein Moretti, 8 pence" clearly written on it.

(End of this chapter)