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Chapter 171 Boy

Chapter 171 Boy

It turns out that Fors is a little white mouse... Rui Rui lowered her head and licked her paw, thinking silently in her heart.

For a moment, the only sound in the room was the sound of the pen tip scratching across paper, and crisp "click" sounds continued to overflow from the metallic pen tip.

Ruirui pushed off with her hind legs, jumped onto the desk and came close to Eve, watching her write beautiful words.

"...Dear Miss Fors, although I am willing to answer your questions, you should know that this comes at a price. Please think carefully about the price you are willing to pay, and write to me again after confirmation, and I will go to see you. Of course, if you want to advance something in advance, I am also willing to do so..."

Ruirui watched Eve draw the last punctuation mark, blew gently twice, and waited until the ink was completely dry before putting it in an envelope and sending it to Fors.

"If the experiment is successful, we can further study how to protect the Abraham family without attracting anyone else," Eve said with a smile. Ruirui could see that He was really looking forward to it. "It can also be regarded as a return for the coordinates that Bethel gave me."

Eve has always been willing to help Abraham's family who stayed in Bethel.

…

Backlund North District

Klein walked leisurely on the road to the station as usual.

Go home first. My sister should be at home at this time. After transforming into Sherlock Moriarty, go to No. 15 Minsk Street to take a look. I left paper and pen outside the door yesterday. I wonder if they have received any commissions.

Klein was thinking as he walked, while looking straight ahead and paying attention to the situation on the road.

The stone road was clean and tidy. Klein's silver-inlaid cane made a gentle clinking sound every time it fell. There were all kinds of shops on both sides of the road. The red-roofed European-style buildings retained a sense of simplicity and antiquity.

Because it was after get off work, the number of pedestrians on the road was far greater than usual. Klein held his cane and walked through the crowd step by step, his eyes sweeping over the shops on both sides of the road.

Jack's Cloakroom, Backlund Department Store, Anna's Cake Shop...

Klein caught a glimpse of Anna's Cake Shop to his left and paused for a second.

He knew this cake shop because it was close to where he worked, and he had seen his colleagues buying desserts from this cake shop.

It is said that the owner of "Anna's Cake Shop" was once a noble pastry chef who specialized in serving nobility. The truth of this story is questionable, but it is obvious that this has earned "Anna's Cake Shop" a good reputation and is very popular among the middle class.

The desserts at Anna's Cake Shop are overpriced but delicious, which makes middle-class gentlemen and ladies believe that the owner is an aristocratic pastry chef.

Klein looked at the cake shop window for two seconds, then turned around and walked towards the cake shop.

He had already received the bounty, and he was not short of money. Although he could not spend the bounty recklessly, he could still use a small portion of it. After all, no one knew how much savings he had taken when he left home, so Klein was not worried about being discovered.

Ding-ling-ling——

The wind chimes on the door chimed clear and melodiously, alerting the owner of the arrival of guests.

"Good afternoon, sir."

The owner of "Anna's Cake Shop" is an old lady who looks very kind. The wrinkles at the corners of her eyes become more obvious as she smiles, making her look even more kind. Her white hair and a few strands of light golden hair hidden in them are all neatly tied behind her head, which makes her look neat. She wears a yellow rose hair accessory in her white hair, which adds a bit of elegance.

"Is there anything you need?" The old man asked softly with a kind smile and old voice.

Klein turned his eyes and observed the interior of the store. The cake shop was not large. There were three glass counters three steps away from the store door. Many exquisite desserts were placed on them. Ice cubes were placed on the bottom of the glass counters to prevent the desserts from melting in the hot sun. There were two small round tables on the left and right sides near the store door. A little boy with silver hair was sitting at the small round table on the right, enjoying ice cream.

Silver-white hair... This rare hair color made Klein look at the boy a little longer, but he quickly withdrew his gaze and looked at the cupboard.

"Can you recommend some to me?" Klein asked with a top hat as he looked at the exquisite pastries in the glass counter.

"Of course sir, do you have a preference?"

"I can do anything."

The old man tapped the counter with his finger and said with a smile: "This is the Queen's Bread. You should have heard of it. It is very popular even among the nobles and has always sold very well."

She pointed to the cabinet on her left and said, "Ice cream is stored there. It's the most popular item right now. After all, who can resist ice cream in the hot summer?"

After that, the old man chuckled again, looked at the little boy with silver hair and said, "I think my ice cream will not disappoint you. The little gentleman has already eaten three. Well... Although I feel honored, I am worried that his mother will confiscate his pocket money when he returns home."

Hearing this, Klein looked at the boy again.

Three, didn't you have a stomachache?

He thought silently in his heart, then turned around and said to the shop owner: "Two ice creams, please."

The owner is right, refusing ice cream in the summer is very difficult and requires a lot of willpower.

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

"Which one do you want, sir?" The shopkeeper kept smiling kindly and took out two containers of ice cream from the cabinet behind him. "Each one has a different flavor. Of course, you can try all of them."

There are six flavors in total, three balls in each serving, so there are exactly six flavors to try...

"Try them all," Klein said.

The owner nodded, picked up a spoon, and prepared to scoop out a spoonful of each flavor of ice cream.

"Another ice cream, please."

As the store manager reached his spoon into the cabinet, Klein heard a child's voice behind him.

This is the fourth one. Will he get an upset stomach? Klein complained in his mind and turned to look at the boy.

The boy had put down the spoon in his hand and picked up the ice cream cup and placed it on the counter.

"Oh my God, this is the fourth one, little sir. Believe me, your mother will beat you."

The manager took the cup but did not immediately add more ice cream to the boy's cup.

"It's okay, trust me." The boy said indifferently, then lowered his head, took out a piece of paper from the pocket of his overalls and began to fold it.

Klein saw the small square piece of paper turned into a beautiful paper crane under the boy's nimble hands. He thought of Eve's and his own inherited handicraft skills, and couldn't help but admire the boy.

Obviously, magicians have increased their hand dexterity, but Klein's manual ability has not changed much.

(End of this chapter)Chapter 172 Thousand Paper Cranes

Chapter 172 Thousand Paper Cranes

The boy picked up the paper crane, held it in front of Klein, and asked, "Uncle, do you want this?"

Uncle... Do I look old... Klein silently complained about this title in his heart, because Klein's body looked very much like a college student, and in fact, he was indeed a college student who had just graduated.

Could it be that I have been infected with the old feeling of a corporate slave... He thought jokingly in his mind, then came to his senses and faced the little boy in front of him. He suspected that he might have misunderstood the boy because he had been staring at the paper crane in his hand, so he shook his head and wanted to explain.

But before he could say anything, the boy had already placed the paper crane on the glass counter and took his ice cream.

Klein was stunned for a moment, then his eyes moved down to the paper cranes on the glass counter.

Is this what I meant... Klein thought for two seconds, picked up the paper crane, and said politely, "Thank you."

"Sir, your ice cream is 2 soli."

At this time, the store manager also packaged Klein's ice cream and placed it next to him.

One soli for one portion is indeed expensive. I hope their taste is worth the price... Klein casually put the paper cranes in his pocket, then took out two 1-soli banknotes and handed them to the store manager, thinking with some heartache.

Such a price made Klein look at the boy again. Even if the boy spent all his pocket money on ice cream, he still had at least 4 soli pocket money. In comparison, the pocket money he gave Melissa seemed a little too little.

Klein felt a little bitter in his heart. He pursed his lips and silently picked up the ice cream on the counter and returned to Minsk Street.

In the small courtyard, a short and narrow stone path leads to the door. Both sides of the path are lush and green. Although there are no flowers planted like other courtyards, it is well maintained, simple and beautiful.

There was a mailbox on the left side of the cobblestone road. Klein took two steps forward and opened the mailbox. As usual, there was no letter.

He took out the newspapers from the mailbox. These were all ordered by Eve. She ordered many kinds of newspapers, and the delivery time of these newspapers was also different.

Klein tucked the newspaper under his arm, took out the key from his pocket with his right hand, opened the door, entered the house, looked around, and did not see Eve and Ruirui.

He placed the ice cream and newspaper on the table and turned around. A pair of deep sea-blue eyes suddenly came into view. The sudden shock made Klein subconsciously take a step back. His lower back accidentally hit the edge of the table, making a slight sound. Klein glanced back and saw the ice cream bag shaking slightly. He immediately turned around and reached out to hold the bag that was about to fall.

Phew… Klein breathed a sigh of relief. He opened the bag and confirmed that the ice cream was safe before turning around and asking with some dissatisfaction, "What are you doing?"

Eve didn't say anything, but just looked him up and down. She didn't hide her probing gaze, and Klein could clearly feel that probing gaze that seemed to penetrate him.

The sight moved over him like a snake, causing Klein to straighten his body unconsciously, although he had no idea what was happening.

"...What's wrong?"

Klein's question was met with only a chuckle. He was stunned for a second, his eyes filled with confusion.

Eve retracted her gaze, stretched out her hand naturally and placed it on Klein's back, pushing him gently. Klein did not resist, allowing the slight force to push him away from his original position.

The girl's fair and nimble hand reached into Klein's coat pocket stealthily and quickly, pinched the wing of the paper crane between two fingers, took it out of the pocket, turned her wrist and threw it into the mirror world.

"It's not in vain that I raised you, Zhou Mingrui. You know how to respect your sister now." Eve pushed Klein away, revealing the packaging bag that he had blocked. She reached into the bag and took out the two ice creams. "Which one is mine?"

Eve lifted the ice cream, looked at it for a few seconds, and then put it back on the table.

"It's all right." Klein frowned, was silent for a moment, and then relaxed. "We can eat together."

"I'll go to the kitchen to get the ice cream cup and silver spoon," Eve picked up the newspaper on the table and placed it on the sofa to prevent it from being accidentally damaged while they were enjoying their ice cream, "You go upstairs to find Ruirui."

"Can Rarity have some ice cream?"

Klein had never raised a cat in his previous life, but he did learn some knowledge. Although cats can eat ice cream, they may suffer from vomiting and diarrhea, so it is not recommended to feed them for health reasons.

But strictly speaking, Rarity is not a complete cat... Klein thought to himself... After all, other cats can't talk, but this is about diet after all... Well... Rarity is a demigod, and her body structure should be very different from other cats.

"Of course you can. No matter what angle you look at it from, Ruirui's body can beat ten Zhou Mingruis." Eve half-jokingly urged, "Hurry up."

As she said this, she rushed into the kitchen and found an ice cream cup and three silver spoons in the cupboard.

The ice cream cup is made of glass, much smaller than a normal glass cup, with a lace-shaped mouth, and the cup body is like an unopened flower with petals facing inward. The cup base is similar in shape to the cup body, but it is a blooming lily. The silver spoon is relatively monotonous, but if you look closely, you can still find the gorgeous vine pattern hidden on it.

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

Eve casually rinsed the cup and silver spoon with clean water, then returned to the dining table with the cup in both hands.

She first scooped a small portion from each ice cream ball and placed it in a miniature ice cream cup. Then she used a silver spoon to stroke the ice cream ball a few times, trying to cut it in half without any deviation.

Da da da——

The sound of the cane hitting the ground was very obvious. Eve listened to the sound getting closer and closer. She didn't look up until she had distributed the last ice cream ball and said, "Okay, it's done."

As she spoke, Eve pushed Klein and Ruirui's copies to them, turned around and took a newspaper from the sofa, preparing to read it while eating ice cream.

Seeing this, Klein also picked up a newspaper. There was no other way. In this world without television, mobile phones, or computers, newspapers were already a rare form of entertainment for the general public.

After thinking about his phone, computer, and games for a few seconds, Klein focused on the newspaper.

"Feysac Post"?

Klein's eyes flashed with surprise, but the doubt only lasted for a moment.

Although it was indeed difficult for others to obtain the "Feysac Post" in Backlund, it was very easy for Eve.

(End of this chapter)Chapter 173 Will's Traces

Chapter 173 Will's Traces

"Famous opera singer Daisy Bevan announces retirement"

…

"Hypocritical Loen gentleman, innocent girl tragically killed at home"

Klein enjoyed his ice cream while silently reading the contents of the newspaper. There wasn't much ice cream, and when Klein took the last spoonful, he hadn't finished reading the first newspaper.

He put down the spoon, folded the newspaper and put it back, saying, "I'm going to go to the detective agency and take a look."

Since it was a part-time job, Klein couldn't sit in the detective agency all the time, so he left a pen and paper at the door.

Today is his first day of business, and he needs to verify the effectiveness of the advertisement.

Eve understood and cast an illusion on Klein, turning him into Sherlock Moriarty.

Eve stood up only after Klein left the window. She patted Ruirui's head, flattened the triangular cat ears with her hand suspended in the air, and said, "Put the cup and silver spoon in the kitchen."

Ruirui spread out her cat paws, with the pads facing upwards, showing them to Eve, and said leisurely, "I'm just a cat, meow."

Although she said this, she still bent over, turned her head, picked up the cup and ran to the kitchen.

Eve glanced at Ruirui's back, then looked away and turned up the stairs.

He returned to his room slowly as usual, locked the door, came to the desk, and took out a thousand paper cranes and a silver mirror from the mirror world.

The silver mirror has an oval surface, and the short handle and the surrounding area of the mirror are carved with intricate patterns, which climb on the silver body like vines.

Eve placed the paper cranes next to the antique silver mirror and tried to use them to predict Will Auceptin's location.

Ripples appeared on the mirror surface, and then a vast ocean appeared in the mirror. A passenger ship was sailing on the sea. Eve looked at the passenger ship, trying to identify it, but the next second, all the images disappeared abruptly, replaced by a lush park.

Eve frowned slightly and looked at the mirror. Just as she expected, the park in the mirror turned into a factory in less than three seconds.

He picked up the silver mirror on the table and turned it upside down on the desk, ending this fruitless divination.

Being able to give up Amon and choose Klein could also choose Will in the sequence battle, but He still gave the Thousand Paper Cranes a powerful anti-divination ability.

Eve pinched the tip of the paper crane's wings and held it in front of her eyes. The snow-white paper crane was reflected in her sea-blue eyes, like snowflakes falling into the deep sea.

Will wants to invest in Zhou Mingrui...

Destiny's guidance...

Eve lowered her eyes slightly, her sea-blue eyes staring at the paper cranes in front of her. She loosened her fingers with two fingers, and the cranes floated down like dead leaves.

The girl put the paper cranes into the drawer, took out the two letters she had stored away, and stood up as if nothing had happened.

He was going to a place forsaken by God.

No matter what, Eve needs to tell Ouroboros about Will's appearance in Backlund.

A ripple suddenly appeared on the surface of the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the bedroom, and then a deep and narrow passage appeared in the mirror.

Eve walked in slowly and disappeared into the bedroom.

In mysticism, the mirror world is a collection of doors that can lead to anywhere. Although the spiritual world of the God-Forsaken Land is blocked, Eve can still use the special features of the spiritual world and the mirror world and use the mirror world as a springboard to enter the God-Forsaken Land.

…

Pale white lightning flashed across the sky, one after another, as if it would never stop. But in the eyes of the residents of the Forsaken Land, these lightnings were much cuter than the pitch-black night. This was the daytime of the Forsaken Land, and there were fewer monsters born in the darkness at this time than at night.

Eve looked up at the lightning in the sky, and the white light flashed and disappeared in her sea-blue eyes.

Three seconds later, He withdrew His gaze and silently came to the church of the true Creator.

Ouroboros was still wearing a simple robe, kneeling on the ground, bowing his head and praying devoutly.

Eve said nothing when she saw this. She stood behind Ouroboros and waited quietly.

Ouroboros did not let Eve wait for long before ending his prayer. Although he was still kneeling on the ground, he turned around and looked at Eve, silently asking the girl.

Eve squeezed the letter in her hand, took two steps forward, sat down on the ground without any image, and looked straight at Ouroboros.

"He" handed the two letters from Klein to Ouroboros and said, "I found Will's trace in Backlund. "He" also left a thousand paper cranes, but that thousand paper cranes have strong anti-divination abilities."

Ouroboros' expression did not change, he still looked dazed. He reached out to take the letter, placed it on his lap, and said "hmm" softly as a reply to Eve.

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

Eve was not in a hurry seeing that Ouroboros didn't seem to care much, because this was Ouroboros's own business, and he just came here to pass on information and send a letter.

He saw Ouroboros slowly open the letter, read it, and then return it to Eve.

Eve took the envelope but still stood there staring at Him.

Ouroboros was stunned for a moment, with a puzzled look on his face, "Do you need me to reply?"

"No," Eve shook her head, refolded the letter and stuffed it back into the envelope. "It's okay if you don't reply. This isn't the first time."

Ouroboros nodded, the confusion on his face still not gone, Eve's figure was reflected in his silver eyes, and he suddenly asked: "Do you need my help?"

Eve chuckled and waved her hand, "No need."

The girl turned around, turned her back to Ouroboros, waved goodbye and said, "I'm going back first."

…

When Eve returned home ,

Klein had already returned and was sitting in the living room, chatting with Ruirui.

Eve opened the drawer and took out the paper crane that Will had left behind. She turned and walked out of the room. She looked at the man and the cat in the living room and said with a smile, "You're back. How was your first day's business?"

"Very good." Klein stood up from the sofa and faced Eve with a look of satisfaction on his face. "I received a commission from Attorney Jurgen. The remuneration is generous and simple."

Klein briefly recounted the experience of the commission, and Eve learned that the first business Klein received from the detective agency was a commission from their neighbor, Lawyer Jurgen, to find a cat. It was simple and the reward was high, which was indeed a good first business.

Moreover, Jurgen is a senior lawyer, and making friends with him will be beneficial to Sherlock Moriarty's future actions.

It looks like Mr. Moriarty's first day on the job was pretty good... Eve thought to herself as she took two steps forward and patted Klein on the back to remove the illusion from him. Then her hand slid down naturally, and when it reached his waist, she put the paper crane back into Klein's pocket.

(End of this chapter)Chapter 174 Friends' Students

Chapter 174 Friends' Students

Eve quietly put the paper crane back into Klein's pocket, moved her right hand up and placed it on his shoulder, and said with a smile, "Ms. Lisandra's ID will be here soon."

As soon as the girl finished speaking, there were two knocks on the door.

Klein subconsciously turned his head to look at the wooden door. He was slightly startled, then quickly walked to the door and opened it. A blonde lady in a black dress came into view. She stood quietly in front of the door, with no expression on her face. Although she was not dull, she gave people the feeling of a delicate doll.

Seeing Klein opening the door, the blonde's eyelashes trembled slightly. She raised her eyes slightly and glanced at Klein, but her face was still expressionless. However, Klein's ability to control his facial expressions had improved, and his ability to distinguish other people's expressions had also improved. He noticed from the lady's subtle expression that she seemed a little surprised.

surprise?

Uh...could she have misunderstood something?

Klein opened his mouth slightly, wanting to explain, but then he changed his mind. The more he explained, the more people would think about it. It would be better to be open and aboveboard. Besides, Eve asked the other party to deliver the goods to her door, so she must trust the other party more and would not be the kind of person who would spread rumors. Then he closed his mouth, and the explanation that was on the tip of his tongue was swallowed again, and turned into a normal greeting, "Hello, Miss."

"Hello," the blonde lady replied politely. She raised the file bag in her hand calmly, looked behind Klein, and said, "I'm looking for Miss Eve."

Klein turned sideways to give the other person enough space to pass through. Seeing this, the lady nodded slightly to Klein and entered the house.

"Hey, Miss Sharon." Eve smiled and waved, then walked over.

The moment Klein turned his back to them and closed the door, Sharon quickly stood still, bent her knees slightly, and bowed, finishing the action just as Klein turned around.

She said respectfully, "Miss Eve, the documents you need."

"Thank you very much." Eve took the file bag and thanked him.

"It's my pleasure."

Sharon maintained a normal posture, took two steps back and said goodbye to Eve.

Klein had just closed the door and turned around a few seconds before he saw Sharon about to leave. He took two steps and immediately retracted his legs. He turned back to the door and opened it sideways.

Sharon saw Klein gentlemanly open the door for her first. She nodded slightly at Klein and stepped out of the room.

"Who is this lady?" After Sharon left, Klein closed the door and turned around to ask.

Although it was only a brief encounter, the lady's words and actions all revealed her respect for Eve. Although this respect was within a normal range, Eve's identity always made Klein think too much.

"Sharon, a member of the Rose School of Temperance," Eve held the file bag in her left hand and pinched the thread with her right hand. She twisted the thread counterclockwise twice and untied the file bag. "She is a student of a friend."

"Friend? Angel?"

Eve nodded.

Klein thought of the identity of a member of the Temperance School of the Sharon Rose School, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face. He continued to ask, "Could it be the Bound God?"

Eve once told Klein a secret knowledge—there is no real god in South Road.

The mainstream beliefs of South Road are the God of Death, the Witch of Chaos, and the Bound God. One has already fallen, and the other two are only angel kings close to the true God. This is one of the reasons why the countries in the Northern Continent are so unscrupulous in South Road.

"No, it's not." Eve took out Lisandra's ID from the file bag, checked it carefully twice, and said, "She is an angel from the Rose School of Temperance."

Eve did not provide any specific information about the angel, and Klein did not continue to ask. This knowledge was too far-fetched for him, and it was enough to satisfy his curiosity a little.

"We'll have a chance to meet each other in the future." Eve put the ID back into the file bag and said lightly.

No, I don't really want to see him… Klein silently retorted in his heart. He was worried that he would be dragged into the struggle between high-level beings again.

"Let's go."

Eve placed her hand on Klein's shoulder and took him across to the Rhodes Islands and to the agreed location.

Eve and Klein arrived at the agreed location a few minutes early, but when they landed, they found that Miss Lisandra had also arrived.

Seeing two familiar figures suddenly appear around her, Lisandra's original uneasiness was tinged with joy. She suppressed her inner expectations and walked towards the two people with a slightly hurried pace.

"Mr. Sparrow, Miss Mirella."

Lisandra stopped one step away from the two of them, her fingers unconsciously kneading a corner of her shawl, with a hint of nervousness hidden in her anticipation.

Unlike the previous two meetings, this time Lisandra was no longer wearing the black dress, but a dark purple dress, and a black cape that reached her waist. The style was simple, with no decorations on the dress or cape, but they were obviously brand new. She didn't need to save money to apply for an identity certificate, and she had extra money to buy clothes for herself.

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

Lisandra noticed the file bag in Eve's hand at first glance, her eyes full of desire and uneasiness.

This must be my proof of identity... Lisandra guessed with a faint confidence that there was a high possibility that her proof of identity was in the document bag, but she was not sure until the proof of identity appeared in her sight.

The black-haired girl took her eyes off the document bag with difficulty, and turned to look at the two benefactors in front of her, praising: "Thank you for coming as promised. Your noble character is as bright as the stars."

Klein felt a little embarrassed and uncomfortable with such straightforward and translated praise. Eve, on the other hand, accepted it well. After all, she had been used to it after listening to praises for three thousand years.

He took a step forward, walked in front of Lisandra, held the document bag in both hands, handed it to Lisandra, and said, "Your identity card."

Lisandra could hardly control her expression. She suppressed her impulse and did not grab the file bag directly. Her hands trembled unconsciously as she took the file bag and opened it immediately.

The black-haired girl pulled out her ID from her document bag and stared at the piece of paper with her name on it. Her eyes gradually became sore.

Snap—

The girl didn't come to her senses until her tears fell on the back of her hand. She immediately wiped away the tears, fearing that they would fall on the ID card and damage it.

At this moment, a wave of ecstasy surged into my heart.

Although she had guessed that it contained her own ID, she didn't expect it to be hers.

Lisandra raised her right hand and casually wiped her face twice, laughing unconsciously.

(End of this chapter)Chapter 175 Sweet Dreams

Chapter 175 Sweet Dreams

Eve took a step forward, approached Lisandra, and softly embraced her body, caressing her back with her right hand, like a loving elder.

"Miss Mirella..."

Lisandra's hands froze in mid-air, and she was a little at a loss for a moment. She stretched out her hands tentatively and slowly raised her arms as if to hug Eve, but stopped when the hug was about to be formed.

The girl's hands froze in mid-air again, forming a small, irregular circle, like a circle drawn by a child with a paintbrush. The "circle" hung in mid-air and broke quietly after a few seconds.

Eve saw the girl's anxiety and fear, and took the initiative to let her go.

Lisandra pursed her lips and silently pinched the thin ID card with her fingers. A sense of security emerged in her heart. The person who had been hanging on the cliff for a long time finally felt the safety of her feet landing on the ground.

"Thanks..."

She said in a low voice.

"Thank you so much..."

"You're welcome. People like us have some channels." Eve blinked her eyes, looking a little playful, and spoke in a gentle tone.

Lisandra nodded. She knew that both adventurers and pirates had some such channels, but the only ones who helped her for free were the two benefactors in front of her.

"Also, through some information channels, we speculate that your parents may be in West Balam."

Having said that, Eve looked up at Lisandra. There was obvious surprise on the girl's face. She obviously couldn't believe that Eve and Klein could locate her parents based on so little information.

He must have a powerful background or incredible abilities, Lisandra thought to herself, suppressed her surprise, and asked nothing.

After so many years of hard work, she knows very well the value of "silence".

In either case, she shouldn't have asked.

Lisandra pursed her lips and began to seriously consider the information Eve had provided.

"West Balam…"

Although she had lived in the Rhodes Islands for many years, she had heard about the situation in West Balam: war, barbarism, poverty, chaos... This was the West Balam that Lisandra learned from others.

Although there are also resistance forces and government forces in the Rhodes Islands, it is generally safer than West Balam.

Very dangerous...

Lisandra pursed her lips tightly, frowned, and her face was full of confusion and hesitation that was difficult to conceal.

Now she has her ID and a dozen pounds in savings, enough for her to live a normal life...

But she was unwilling to give up just like that...

And if I give up like this, will my two benefactors misunderstand me... No, this is not a misunderstanding...

"I..."

Lisandra felt bitter in her heart. She opened her mouth but only uttered "I".

"You don't have to tell us your choice." Klein looked at Lisandra, who was in a dilemma. It was obvious that the girl had not made a final decision yet. "Whatever choice you make, it's up to you."

Klein paused for a moment, as if he realized that this sentence was somewhat ambiguous, and immediately added, "Don't worry about us."

"Thank you..." Lisandra replied softly, her head lowered and her eyes fixed on the hem of her clothes.

"No matter what choice you make, may the goddess bless you." Klein took off his hat and bowed to the girl in front of him.

"I hope we can meet again, Miss Lisandra. May the witch protect you." Eve also waved goodbye to Lisandra.

Lisandra was stunned for a moment, then she reacted, subconsciously took a step forward, and replied: "May the storm be with you, Mr. Sparrow, Miss Mirella."

As the girl finished her words, Eve and Klein disappeared completely into the darkness. Lisandra looked at the empty grassland. She was the only one left. Everything returned to the silence when she first arrived.

The girl lowered her head, slowly raised her right hand, clenched it into a fist and punched her left chest, and whispered, "May the storm be with me."

…

The color in Backlund

's perennially dim house suddenly deepened, like an oil painting, but the next second all the anomalies disappeared, as if they had never happened, but the two people who appeared in the living room with the anomaly proved its existence.

After returning home, Klein no longer had to maintain the appearance of Gehrman Sparrow, as Eve removed the illusion on him.

"Will you really protect her?" Klein asked suddenly. The words "May the witch protect you" seemed to still linger in his ears, making him a little concerned.

"Hmm..." Eve touched her chin, as if she was really thinking seriously, "I am always willing to help good children. If she is willing to convert to me..."

Having said this, Eve deliberately prolonged her voice and looked up at Klein. As expected, she saw a hint of relaxation in his eyes.

Eve smiled and continued, "Maybe I'll think about it."

"Well..."

"That's within expectations…" Klein thought silently in his heart.

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

"Instead of caring about others, it is better to care about yourself first." Eve said suddenly.

"Good night." He suddenly took a step forward, patted Klein on the shoulder, blinked his eyes, and said with a smile, "I wish you a sweet dream."

The sudden courtesy and blessing caught Klein off guard. For a moment, he wondered if his sister had been replaced by some high-ranking being with extremely poor acting skills.

"Ha, man, what's that look in your eyes?"

Klein's suspicious look was too obvious. Eve's mouth curled up slightly, and he crossed his arms across his chest, with a hint of smile in his tone.

Hearing this, Klein retracted his suspicious gaze and nodded pretentiously. His "Joker" ability allowed him to suppress the corners of his mouth, and he looked serious on the surface.

The little jokes between the siblings eased the originally serious atmosphere, and after saying good night to each other, they returned to their own rooms to rest.

the next day

The sunlight was blocked by the curtains and did not disturb the sleep of the person on the bed. Klein stayed in bed for a while before reluctantly getting up, getting dressed and going downstairs.

He walked into the kitchen as usual, ready to have a quick breakfast, but when he opened the door he saw an unexpected person inside.

"Sister?"

Seeing Eve, Klein's mind became clearer. He was very surprised that he could see "Her" in the morning.

"You got up so early today!"

"Ah," Eve closed the cupboard door, stuffed a bottle of milk and a plate of bread into Klein's hands, and picked up her own portion. She said weakly, "I can't help it. I have to start looking for news again."

Klein took his breakfast and missed the time two seconds ago when he could sleep in.

The work of the Tingen Night Watchmen was not heavy, and even if it was not a holiday, Klein could still sleep in for a while, but now the training tasks were very heavy, so naturally he could not sleep in. As for the future, thinking about the workload of the Red Gloves, Klein felt that he would basically not be able to sleep in in the future.

"How did you sleep last night?" Eve asked as she walked in front of Klein and placed breakfast on the dining table.

"Very good," Klein answered and thought about his first day here. He then muttered, "Shouldn't I ask this question on my first day here?"

"It's been made up now." Eve said nonchalantly. She was not surprised by Klein's answer.

(End of this chapter