Lord of the Mysteries Chapter 153: Last bedding
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The unique wide chin, the bun of the ancient knight, and the eyes with cold smiles ... Quinn Dierra sits half on the sofa, studying the sketch given by Audrey.
In her eyes, this is a living, moving gold pound.
After taking great pirate Klingus's appearance deeply into her mind, she reads the additional description below:
"brown hair, dark green pupils."
"Portrait paintings are for reference only, because the target has the ability to transform into the appearance of others, and the duration is unknown."
Portrait paintings are for reference only ... the target can be transformed into others ... for reference only, deforming others ... then why should I take the sketch of memory so seriously ... Quinn's expression is dull, and seems to feel the maliciousness of the world.
She looked up confused and looked at the Forsi Wall lying lazy on the opposite sofa, talking to herself:
"There is no way to find it. I don't know what it looks like. I only know that it is a foreigner. The number of new foreigners every day in Beckland can't be counted."
The Forsi used a strong waist and tried to sit up, but tried three times, but all failed.
"I'm just Apprentice, not Arbiter ..." She grunted and reached down to hold the sofa back, successfully changing from lying to sitting.
"Maybe the lady thinks we are Prophet?" Forsi made a joke.
Quinn was just about to reply, suddenly found that there are many additional descriptions.
She read it in a low voice:
"It is recommended to look for the following path:
"1. There is a evil item on Klingus, and every other day will devour the flesh and soul of a living person, considering the missing vagabond."
"2. Collect information about Klingus in detail and summarize his unique hobbies and behavior patterns."
"3. A person's facial features may be able to change, but as long as there is no special training, he will always behave like himself, such as favorite food, walking style, habitual movements, and more details. "
Forsi nodded slightly:
"Miss Audrey is not a purely naive girl as rumored, she has a delicate heart and calm observation."
"Is it?" Quinn didn't ask back with too much confidence, instead of looking forward to the answer instead of proposing, "I am responsible for collecting information, you come to summarize the pile of gold pound, no, that pirate admiral hobby and characteristics?"
Forsi opened his eyes wide and shook the iron box with a cigarette in his hand:
"How do you have patience? How do you have patience for a slender and sensitive Author to do this kind of inductive summary and analyze reasoning?"
Quinn shot a look at her good friend, unconsciously showing convincing majesty:
"Your" Storm of the Mountain Village "has a very exciting reasoning content."
Forsi shrunk his shoulders, lowered his head, and looked at the coffee table:
"Do you know how many hairs I lost and how many times I lost sleep for that reasoning?"
She quickly looked up, looked at Quinn Dierra, then continued to bury her head and muttered:
"Life is very short, there are too many things to do, why are we wasting such boring and cumbersome work?"
It makes a lot of sense ... Quinn almost nodded his head, finally keeping the majesty of Arbiter.
"Then do you have another way to solve this problem?" She pressed her throat, making the young voice deep.
Forsi seriously thought for more than ten seconds, and suddenly looked up:
"We can ask professionals to do it! After you collect the information of 'Vice Admiral Hurricane', we erase the name and use it to find the excellent detective, and ask him to help summarize and reason, deduction, this only needs to pay the consulting fee! "
How come I didn't expect ... Quinn's mind was blank, and Forsi looked at me, I looked at you, and no one spoke.
When the atmosphere became a little awkward, she cleared her throat and said:
"Just follow your proposal."
After finishing, she added a busy sentence:
"The consultation fee is yours!"
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District Howles Street, Divination Club.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Moretti." The beautiful lady Angelica who was in charge of the hospitality looked at the front with surprise, "You rarely come on Friday."
In order to investigate the exhausted red chimney house, Klein smiled and smiled:
"Fate will not repeat itself all the time, it will always bring us some surprises."
He happened to pass by here, and rented carriage's employment time is up, so he came up to drink lipstick tea, rest.
In addition, this is his last foreshadowing. With a new Divination Club "experience", he will logically apply for a special application to Dunn Smith.
"Your words are always full of philosophy." Angelica heartily praised.
Klein thought for a while and said with discretion:
"I may rarely come to the club in the future, you do not need to recommend me to others."
After the digestion of magical medicine is completed, he has to move towards a new goal!
"Why?" Angelica said in surprise and confusion. "You are already famous in the club. Most people know that your divination is very accurate and amazing. We are even considering asking you to be a lecture teacher on Sunday."
If every divination has 1 pound, then I have to bite my teeth even if I ’m tired and hard ... And I have to run a few more houses with red chimneys, trying to get that secret mastermind ... Klein smiles gently:
"Madam, don't keep it, this is destiny's arrangement."
"I am not going to the club anymore, just reducing the frequency, my dues will also be paid as scheduled."
Anyway, I can get reimbursed ... I occasionally come to monitor here ... Klein silently added a sentence.
"What a shame, I hope you can come to the club when I am confused." Angelica sighed.
After the initial consternation, she found that she was not as surprised as she had imagined.
Perhaps the Divinator that is so magical and so awe-inspiring is not a club that Thengen City can have for a long time ... Angelica laughs as if thinking:
"Sibe black tea?"
"Yes." Klein smiled back.
He sat in the club for more than ten minutes, did a little Quinn, drank black tea, left here, and took the rail public carriage back to Narcissus Flower Street.
When he entered the door, he habitually opened the mailbox and saw a letter just delivered.
Open it easily, Klein found this letter came from Mister Ards:
"... I will go to the town of Morse on Sunday and return on Wednesday."
Citizens of Morse Township generally believe in Goddess ... Going on Sunday, according to normal efficiency, Tuesday, or Wednesday, Night Watcher can receive the news, I just caught up ... Mister Ards actually remembered my request ... I hope he can remember not to come in person, just summon a ghost, fool will be fine ... Klein nodded slightly, sprayed out his own spirituality, and lit the stationery by friction.
His hand flicked, the flame turned into fly ash, and slowly fell to the ground.
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On Saturday morning, Klein wore a black thin windbreaker and a half-height silk top hat, carrying a silver cane, and walked into Black Thorns Security Company leisurely.
After saying hello to Roseanne, he looked at the partition of his eyes and saw that the door of captain's office was open, so he said deliberately without controlling the volume:
"Yesterday evening, at Divination Club, I saw a girl who looks like you."
"Really?" Roseanne asked with interest.
Klein nodded sincerely and answered, "Really, I even thought she was your sister."
"Sorry you, I do n’t have sisters, not even cousins and cousins." Roseanne laughed, "Do you remember her name?"
"No, why should I go to memory with her name?" Klein chuckled, "It's no different to see you than to see her."
"Can I understand that you are praising me?" Roseanne always does not need someone to find a topic, and asks, "Klein, you must have made a lot of money in Divination Club? As a true Divinator, The standard is not comparable to other amateurs. "
Do n’t mention this topic, we are still good colleagues ... Klein coughed:
"Divinator must be in awe of fate, and divination cannot be used to seek abnormal benefits."
"Are you summing up your Divinator motto?" Roseanne asked curiously.
"Yes." Klein answered frankly.
After a few more chats with the other party, he waved goodbye, took his hat, and walked to the partition.
Boom, he looked at Dunn Smith, who was tossing coffee, and gently knocked on the open door.
"Please come in." Dunn glanced up at him, busy correcting his posture.
Klein has tested the tone of captain in the past two days and determined that Dunn Smith did not even mention one sentence to others while trying "acting method", obviously ignoring the church executives.
So, he closed the door and sat across from him, with a little expression in his solemn expression:
"captain, I feel I have completely mastered Divinator magical medicine."
"I want to submit a special application."