1041 King’s Daughter
Sharron who doesn’t like nicknas? How did she know? She’s interacted with Miss Sharron before? Upon hearing Reinette Tinekerr’s answer, Klein was first taken aback before questions erged one after another in his mind.
From his point of view, a ssenger and a mailer wouldn’t communicate under normal circumstances. The entire process would be the ssenger’s appearance, the retrieval of the letter, and its departure.
Besides, when did Miss ssenger need to obtain the permission of the other party when she gives nicknas? Did Frank Lee and Patrick Bryan agree to it?
A few seconds later, Klein instinctively had a guess—Miss ssenger and Miss Sharron definitely had so kind of connection, and Reinette Tinekerr didn’t wish to hide anything.
Reining in his thoughts, Klein opened the envelope, unfolded the letter, and quickly scanned the contents.
“There’s sothing I hope you can help with. Let’s et at the Bravehearts Bar to discuss in detail...”
Compared to before, Miss Sharron isn’t that stingy with her words. She’s slightly improved in this aspect for the better. Is this a change that resulted from a demigod advancent? Klein thought for a mont and walked to his desk. Picking up a pen, he wrote:
“When do you wish to et?”
Putting down his pen, he glanced at Reinette Tinekerr, who was standing by the side, seemingly waiting to write the reply. Klein felt even more certain again.
He folded the letter, handed it over, and casually said, “For Miss Sharron.”
One of Reinette Tinekerr’s heads bit on the letter while the remaining three said, “You...” “Haven’t...” “Paid...
“No...” “Postage...” “Paynt...”
Klein cleared his throat, took out a gold coin, and handed it to Miss ssenger.
Seeing Reinette Tinekerr disappear, he revealed a pensive look as he walked to the reclining chair and waited patiently.
Less than a minute later, Miss ssenger walked out of the void again in her complicated dress. She was biting the letter from before.
Klein didn’t inquire as he received the reply letter and unfolded it.
“If you don’t have any problems with it, it would be best if it happens tonight.’
Tonight... Klein nodded thoughtfully and flicked his wrist, causing the letter to ignite into scarlet flas, quickly turning it black.
The fla burgeoned and enveloped his body as well.
By the ti the flas extinguished, Klein’s figure had already disappeared from the reclining chair. The floating ashes hovering in midair automatically fell into a nearby trash can with the help of an invisible wind.
In the houses that were connected together in Backlund’s North Borough, Cherwood Borough, and the Bridge area, the wall gas lamps brightened slightly before returning to normal.
Before long, Klein appeared in a room he had privately rented at the periphery of East Borough. He changed his clothes, put on gold-rimd glasses, and went out with the appearance of Sherlock Moriarty, heading straight for the Bravehearts Bar.
This ti, he didn’t seek out Ian, who was in the card room playing tabletop gas with a bunch of people. He listened for a few seconds before pushing open the door to one of the billiard rooms and entered slowly.
Just as he flipped open the door, he saw figures outlining themselves on two sides.
Sitting on a high stool to the left was the blonde, blue-eyed Sharron. She was wearing an exquisite bonnet and a regal dress. Compared to the past, her face was no longer as pale as before. It just looked like she was anemic, making her look less like a female ghost and more like a doll.
Standing to the right of the billiard table was Marie. This young man who liked to play cards with zombies had turned increasingly pale. The malice in his eyes had beco unobvious, but it gave a suppressive feeling to others.
“Good evening.” Klein took off his hat with a smile and bowed.
“Good evening, Mr. Detective.” Sharron’s body seed to float up weightlessly as she seriously bowed. Marie did the sa.
At that mont, the billiard room seed to be filled with paranormal events.
Klein casually pulled a high stool chair and sat down. He chuckled and said, “What is it this ti?”
“I’m very sorry to trouble you again.” Sharron bowed again.
Marie quickly said, “We made an agreent for a cooperative effort with the Sanguine to deal with the key mbers of the Rose School of Thought in Backlund.
“We will definitely carry out the bulk of it ourselves. It will include how we lure them out, how we ambush them, and how our attack will happen. We just hope that you will watch the entire process by the side and aid in our escape when an accident happens.
“If you want anything, just ntion it. We can discuss it.”
That is to say, I’m a contingency to prevent any accidents... What if that fellow, Emlyn, also enlists The World to secretly help? When that happens, they would have two demigods in their contingency plans...Uh, I think it might work. I can be Sherlock Moriarty while letting Qonas Kilgor be Gehrman Sparrow... Klein considered for a few seconds without imdiately agreeing. Instead, he said, “Let ask a few questions.”
Marie glanced at Sharron and nodded.
“Okay.”
Klein looked at Sharron, who was sitting on a high stool like a doll.
“The Tutanssess II mummy we previously obtained was a preparation for you to advance to Sequence 4 Puppet, and you’ve already beco a demigod?”
This was sothing he had previously learned from their conversations and letter exchanges. His main goal was to make a confirmation and start the subsequent topic.
Sharron quietly looked back at him as she said with an ethereal and inhuman voice, “Yes.”
Klein nodded slightly and directly asked, “What’s your relationship with Reinette Tinekerr?”
Sharron’s blue eyes darted about almost indiscemibly as she said, “‘She’ is my teacher.”
Teacher... “She”... Although Klein already had so guesses, he nearly drew a gasp. He felt his head aching.
In the blink of an eye, although his expression remained the sa, countless thoughts were bubbling in his mind. ...Miss ssenger was originally an angel?
I’m actually using an angel as a ssenger? Isn’t that too exaggerated?
“She” is even Miss Sharron’s teacher... It probably wasn’t that simple when “She” requested to be my ssenger!
From the looks of it, “She” definitely isn’t on the sa side as the Mother Tree of Desire. Miss ssenger signed the contract with because the Mother Tree of Desire was coveting ? No—that “She” is bound to be my enemy?
It’s no wonder Miss Sharron was able to obtain the puppet potion formula and the corresponding ingredients with the help of her teacher...
As his thoughts raced, Klein decided to ask another question. He wanted to use the process of Miss Sharron’s or Marie’s replies to calm his emotions.
He deliberated and said, “What’s the exact situation?”
This ti, it was still Sharron replying. Compared to Horamick’s chanical dolls, she appeared more lifeless as she calmly said, “Early in the Fifth Epoch, Death perished. There was resistance stirring against the Balam Empire in places like the Southern Continent’s Star Highlands and Paz Valley.
“During this process, the Chained God appeared, and the Rose School of Thought was born. My teacher was originally the daughter of the ruler of the local highlands, but ‘She’ later beca the Blessed of the Chained God, assisting ‘Her’ father in establishing the Highlands Kingdom.
“Later on, ‘She’ beca a Sequence 2 angel, one of the leaders of the Rose School of Thought. ‘She’ advocated temperance and using austere and few desires to resist the madness in life.
“About 922 years ago, the ‘Son of God,’ Suah, was born. Everything began to change as the indulgence and bloody rituals gradually took over the dominating faction.
“At first, Teacher was barely able to maintain it, preventing the temperance faction from being affected. However, as ti passed, the influence of the Mother Tree of Desire grew. Suah also successfully advanced a few years ago, becoming a true Abomination.
“An internal war broke out. Teacher protected us as we escaped from the highlands, valley, and grasslands. I watched ‘Her’ fall under the siege of Suah and the other high-ranking mbers.
“However, ‘She* didn’t completely die because of prior preparations. ‘She’ resurrected in a special state in the spirit world and now yearns to complete ‘Her’ body.”
Is that so... In other words, Miss ssenger is currently, in essence, an angel without the corresponding powers. “She” is in a weakened state. It’s no wonder she wasn’t able to easily deal with the Rose School of Thought demigod, Shanks... Wait, although there are many angels cooperating with , why are they all incomplete or weak? Apart from Ma’am Arianna, all of them are in such states... Mr. Azik, Pallez Zoroast, Will Auceptin, Miss ssenger... Is there a problem with my title as The Fool? Are they all waiting for to give them the charms corresponding to Scholar of Yore? Klein ca to a realization as he felt rather poignant.
He didn’t ask why Reinette Tinekerr still desired money, as he thought for a mont before saying, “Miss Sharron, the Rose School of Thought definitely has no lack of the Puppet potion formula. After you obtained the Tutanssess II mummy, they would likely view you as a demigod. In addition, Ma’am Reinette Tinekerr had once appeared before the Rose School of Thought’s demigod and engaged in a battle with them. This also ans that the Rose School of Thought definitely knows that ‘She’ is alive, and they wouldn’t not be prepared against ‘Her.’ And your relationship as master and disciple with ‘Her’ is no secret to them.
“In such a situation, isn’t it a little too naive to use yourself and Marie as bait to fish out the key mbers of the Rose School of Thought in Backlund?
“Do you think they will only send one or two demigods to deal with you? Up to what degree of help can the Sanguine provide?
“Also, I previously ntioned that due to one of my identities, the Mother Tree of Desire places a great deal of importance on . Even Abomination Suah was sent to attack . And your teacher’s cooperation with is sothing they are similarly aware of.
“Summarizing all these points, if you and Marie appear, the kind of assault you would invite is unpredictable.”
Having said that, Klein’s expression turned serious as he asked, “Do you wish to cause a divine descent in Backlund?” The entire billiard room instantly turned abnormally quiet, but there weren’t any changes to Sharron’s expression.
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