Lord of the Mysteries Chapter 95: “Prayer” (third recommended ticket)
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"Pray?"
The spirit of Klein was revitalized, and according to the method of peeping at Hanged Man last time, let spirituality spread itself and touch the deep crimson.
A vague and distorted picture suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, only a vaguely visible young brown-haired teenager on his knees facing the ground, facing a pure crystal ball.
The black tight clothing worn by the teenager is very different from the fashion trend of Ruen Kingdom, and is also quite different from the traditional foreign clothes such as Fusac Empire and Republic of Intis that Klein saw from the magazine.
His surroundings were dim, the tables and chairs were old, and from time to time they were illuminated by the flash of light, but the Klein could not hear the sound of thunder and rain dripping.
In the picture, the teenager held his hands against his forehead and bowed his body forward, praying for something, and his thick voice buzzed around the ears of Klein.
Klein listened intently, but found a fact that embarrassed him:
He can't understand what the other person is saying, it's a language he has never touched!
... As Mysterious Ruler of Above the Grey Mist, I didn't understand "foreign language" ... Klein laughed at himself and reluctantly distinguished it for a while, more seriously than the original English listening test.
Listening like this, he gradually noticed a problem:
Although the language of the other party does not belong to any one I have learned, it is very close to Ancient Fusac language. There are similar signs!
"Father ... mother ... should these two words mean the same? It ’s similar to Ancient Fusac language, but it must be different ..." Klein frowned and fell into thought, "Ancient Fusac language is the lingua franca of fourth era human race, It is the source of all contemporary languages, and it itself is gradually changing ... I ca n’t even determine it now ... "
He listened and listened, excluding contemporary languages such as Ruen language, Fusac language and Intis language in terms of grammatical structure.
"Is it a variant of Ancient Fusac language in the long history? Like the text written on the Antigonus family notebook?" Klein tapped his finger on the edge of the bronze long table, and nodded slightly, "There is another possibility, the ancient Fusac also It was not created out of thin air. It was derived from Giant language ... Fusac Empire in the north has always claimed that its citizens have giant blood ... This may be Giant language in the ancient times ... "
At this step, Klein with insufficient knowledge reserves had to suspend and withdraw spirituality, no longer watching, no longer listening.
He didn't plan to immediately pull the praying teenager into above the grey mist, trying to understand what the other party was saying.
Of course, before that, I would often observe and do the basic "assessment".
Hoo ... Klein sighed, lean back in the magnificent grey mist temple.
He wrapped himself in spirituality, simulating the feeling of falling.
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After "reviewing" the Mister Russell diary, Klein changed into a formal dress and went out to Divination Club.
He doubled his salary and still chose to take public carriage, but he took care of the business of Mrs. Wendy luxuriously and spent 1.5p to buy a cup of sweet ice tea to disperse the heat in the afternoon.
In the Howles Street area, Klein threw the paper cup into the trash can and arrived at second floor step by step.
Before entering the door, he squeezed his eyebrows and opened spirit vision in advance.
Just stepping into the reception hall, Klein immediately felt a touch of sadness.
The beautiful reception girl Angelica sat there, her eyes widened and her eyes were red.
"Sadness will always pass." Klein came to Angelica and spoke gently and calmly.
Angelica jerked up, murmured slightly blankly:
"Mr. Moretti ..."
Soon, she wakes up and asks in surprise:
"You, do you know about Mr. Vincent?"
"Ah yes, I forgot that you are an excellent divinator."
Klein cooperated with a sigh:
"I can only get the ambiguity of divination ... what happened to Mr. Vincent?"
"The boss told us that Mr. Vincent had a sudden heart disease in his sleep and died peacefully." Angelica said with a bit of crying, "He is a kind, polite, real Gentleman, he is a spiritual mentor for many members, he, he is still so young ... "
"I'm sorry to make you more sad." Without much comfort, Klein walked slowly to the meeting room.
Angelica took the take action par, wiped his eyes and nose, then looked at the back of Klein's and raised his voice:
"Mr. Moretti, what would you like to drink?"
"Black tea." Klein likes this more than coffee, although it does n’t feel very good either.
Relatively speaking, he prefers ginger beer and sweet ice tea, but as a gentleman, he should n’t be like a child in formal occasions ...
Because of Monday, there are only 5-6 members in the meeting room. In Klein's spirit vision, their emotional colors are different. Some are really sad, slightly bleak, and some are hardly affected.
"It's all normal ... normal reaction." Klein nodded slightly, holding a cane, and randomly found a place.
He was about to close spirit vision, and suddenly saw Angelica coming in and walked towards himself.
"Mr. Moretti, there is a customer looking for you, um, that last time." The beautiful lady lowered her voice.
"Do you remember him?" Klein asked with a smile.
Well, I do n’t know if the gentleman bought the magic potion according to my clue ... I do n’t know if he still needs surgery ...
Angelica pursed her lips and said:
"There is only one beggar who is willing to wait for an afternoon in the club."
Klein took the cane, stood up, and walked out without saying a word.
In the reception hall, he saw the husband who came to divination last time, and also saw that the color of the energy field in the other party ’s liver returned to normal, and the overall coordination was the same.
"Congratulations, the taste of health is so beautiful." Klein smiled and reached out.
Bogda was stunned for a moment, and immediately reached out with both hands, holding Klein's right palm firmly:
"Mr. Moretti, you can" see "my situation!"
"Yes, I am healed! The doctor inquired again and again, checked again and again, and I still can't believe that I was healed like this!"
Listening to the ecstatic statement of Bogda, Klein calmly determined one thing:
The Medicine Master of the Lawson folk herbal medicine shop is definitely Extraordinary!
How serious is the gentleman ’s liver disease in front of him? That is what he saw with his own eyes. He can be cured within a few days, which is beyond the power of herbs and medicine. Only extraordinary can be explained!
With the addition of Glacis, there is only one answer.
"I want to confess to God, I actually doubt you, that magical Medicine Master." Bogda held Klein's in his hand and refused to let go, always expressing shame and gratitude, "... the 10 pounds It ’s so valuable, it bought my life back! "
What? 10 pounds? Did you spend £ 10 for the magic potion? And the divination fee you gave me was only 8 pence ... only 8 pence ... 8 pence ... penny ... Klein was almost dull.
At this time, Bogda released his hands and stepped back with a smile, respectfully saluting:
"I am here to express my gratitude, thank you, Master Moretti, you have pointed me in the direction and saved my life."
"This is the result of you paying divination, you don't need to thank anyone." Klein raised his head slightly, melancholy looks at wall and ceiling boundary, the answer is very zealot style.
"You are a real Divinator." Bogda exclaimed, "I will go to Vlad Street to thank the Medicine Master and buy the kind of potion he recommended."
"Aren't you healed yet?" Klein hides his surprise very well.
Bogda looked around and saw the beautiful reception lady did not pay attention to it, so she smiled lowly:
"That's a medicinal herb added with mummy powder, which can brew a potion that satisfies both men and women ... I didn't believe that Medicine Master before, now I don't doubt it at all."
... And this medicine? Klein thought that Medicine Master was a liar, wondering if he had pushed the opposite husband into Kang.
He looked at Bogda up and down a few times and confirmed that there was no problem with the color of the other party ’s energy field.
"Mummy powder?" Klein cautiously grabbed a word and asked rhetorically.
"Yes, mummy powder, I have consulted a friend. He said that the nobles of Beckland have been chasing this kind of things crazy. This kind of powder milled with mummies can give men a perfect performance in bed, although It's disgusting, it sounds dirty, but it's real noble material ... "Bogda explained in detail, his eyes full of urgency.
Mummy? Mummy made of dead body? Use it to grind powder? Klein was dumbfounded and almost spit it out to Bogda on the spot.
The nobles will play ... When he was about to dissuade the other party, Glacis, who had a lung disease before, just got started, and heard the description behind Bogda.
"Yes, very effective, I recommend you to go to Vlad Street'Lawson' Popular Medicine Shop ', Mr. Lawson's secret formula is very effective!" Glacis took off the monocle and moved closer with interest, lowering his voice and recommending, "I The experience is very, very, very perfect. "
"You also know? I'm going to Mr. Lawson's folk herbal medicine shop." Bogda is completely relieved.
A few words of greeting, he ca n’t wait to leave Divination Club.
And Klein has remained a little dull.
Wait until 5:20 in the afternoon, he put on a half-height silk top hat, took a black cane with silver inlay, and drove directly to Vlad Street, planning to secretly observe the Medicine Master called Lawson Darkwed and then decide whether to report captain.
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Vlad Street18 number.
Klein stood outside the herbal store and saw the door closed and posted the transfer notice.
"... I'm alert ..." he whispered silently.
In this way, he does n’t need to be embarrassed and does n’t need to observe.
PS: The third is more recommended ticket ~