With the granting ceremony, Klein gave Miss Justice the 2500 pounds in cash and the golden ancient mask provided by "The Hanged Man," and used the image requested by "The World" to urge her to complete the transaction as soon as possible.
In the past two weeks, I've spent almost 5000 pounds. If I don't leave Tingen, this money is enough for retirement, and I can maintain a living standard on par with the landlady's family... Puppets ruin your life, drinking potions impoverish three generations... Klein looked at the silent endless mist and ancient palace, feeling somewhat melancholic, as if he had lost something important.
He calmed down for a few seconds, returned to the real world, picked up the remaining 830 pounds on the desk, and deliberately counted out six 5-pound notes.
Then, Klein put the 30 pounds into his completely flat wallet and solemnly tucked it into the inner pocket of his clothes.
The remaining 800 pounds he divided into two stacks, folding them, and placed one stack in each of his left and right coat pockets.
Next, Klein pulled open the drawer, took out two strands from the five Deep Sea Naga hairs he had brought back to the real world in advance, wrapped them layer by layer in paper, and carefully placed them into an inner pocket of his clothes.
After doing all this, he took his hat and cane, and walked to the street corner under the night's gas lamp light, hailed a carriage, and rode straight to the "Brave" bar in the Bridge area of
In the warm and noisy environment, Klein insisted on finishing his glass of Southwell beer, then slowly walked through the cheering for boxers that was rising wave by wave, left the bar, and boarded a hired carriage.
Feeling the wheels roll, he deliberately closed his eyes, and suddenly heard the sound of a window being lightly tapped.
Klein's facial muscles twitched, he opened his eyes and looked forward, seeing Miss
Without waiting for her to ask, Klein smiled and said:
"I sold the information you provided last time for a good price, the one about the
Sharon didn't speak, just quietly looked at him.
Klein leaned on his cane, took out two stacks of cash and a small ball of paper from his pocket. "800 pounds plus two strands of Deep Sea Naga hair, with a total value of around 1000 pounds. This is what you deserve." Klein silently took a breath, smiled, and handed the cash and paper ball to her.
Sharon glanced at him, then reached out and took both items.
She lowered her head, looked at the things in her hands, and asked in a ethereal and illusory voice: "How much did you sell it for?"
"2000 pounds, half each." Klein chuckled.
If the "Mechanical Heart" only gave 1500 pounds according to the original plan, then I would have to owe part of it... he thought rather fortunately.
Sharon turned her pale hand, and the cash and paper ball disappeared somewhere.
She raised her head, "Mm," and asked succinctly: "What's inside the mausoleum?"
"I don't know, I didn't go." Klein didn't reveal the help of the magic mirror
At that moment, he felt that if he described that experience in detail, Miss Sharon would probably listen intently, chin in hand, like before.
This "Wraith" Miss seems to enjoy watching scene plays and listening to various rumors... Klein summarized.
Sharon's expression didn't change, and after a few seconds of silence, she said:
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"Huh?" Klein couldn't immediately process what incident she was referring to.
But soon he understood what underground ruins Sharon meant.
The only underground ruins they both knew were the ruins of the Fourth Epoch Tudor Dynasty, which contained a terrifying evil spirit!
Someone was digging a tunnel to enter that underground building? Klein pondered for a few seconds, then a flash of inspiration came: "That baronet or something?"
He had already forgotten the name of that hidden Tudor descendant, only remembering that he had a baronet title and lived on Westivas Street in Backlund, where the police department was.
"Mm." Sharon gave a positive reply.
"What is he looking for? Doesn't he know there's an evil spirit inside? Doesn't he know that the Beyonder from their families before him died inside?" Klein asked several questions as if to himself.
Sharon sat quietly and answered seriously: "I don't know if he knows."
"... How much longer until he breaks through?" Klein asked cautiously.
"Two to three months, he's still alone for now." Sharon gave her judgment.
Phew, Klein breathed a very small sigh and said: "There's no need to rush. When I'm ready, we'll go 'visit' him together."
With that, he smiled and added: "You know, I like to be well prepared."
Before advancing to "Faceless," I won't get involved in anything else! He warned himself internally.
"Okay." Sharon didn't ask what preparations he would make, and her figure quickly faded, disappearing from the carriage.
Klein leaned back against the carriage wall, feeling relaxed.
The materials for the "Faceless" potion have been ordered, just waiting for delivery... Debts are all paid off, nothing to worry about... His mood felt like settled sparkling wine, occasionally a bit of joy silently rising.
The only downside is... Klein touched his left chest, where there was a flat wallet.
He sighed and muttered silently: