Hearing Klein's question, the baby wrapped in silver silk raised his chubby arms, spread them to both sides and said:

“I have no choice, I’m still in my mother’s belly!

"Although that paper crane can no longer write, it can still help me locate you. I'll let you know if anything happens!"

Klein had anticipated Will Auceptin's answer. He explained with an unchanged posture and a smile:

"That paper crane has been damaged a little bit. I think there might be a problem with its positioning."

He then gave his own advice:

"Perhaps you can do this. After you are born, call my messenger and write to me."

He was worried that something unusual might happen when Will Auceptin was born, causing this "Snake of Fate" to have to move to another place in the form of a baby. By then, he would really be unable to contact him.

In the black baby carriage, Will Auceptin opened his mouth, then closed it again, without giving any response for a while.

After several seconds, the baby said with a slightly flat mouth:

“Do you think this is realistic?

"Not only do you want a newborn baby to write a letter to you, but you also need to set up a ceremony and summon a messenger?"

Klein laughed dryly and said:

"But you are the 'Snake of Fate'."

"We have to respect the laws of nature!" Will Auceptin swung his arms and patted the mat beside him.

The baby thought about it and said:

"How about this, you get someone to keep an eye on this place, and report back to you immediately if they find a baby being born."

Klein turned his eyes left and right and said:

"That's fine."

In this regard, he could find too many "people". He could hire gang members through Sharon and use messengers to communicate. He could find something for Emlyn White, who was usually free, to do. He could entrust bounty hunter Miss Xiu to help, and Miss "Magician" would be responsible for informing "World" Gehrman Sparrow of the corresponding results. He could also let "Magic Mirror" Arrodes pay attention to the vicinity and report the situation in the single-line contact.

However, Emlyn has a very good nose. I wonder if he can smell the scent of umbilical cord blood outside the house, or even distinguish its essence... If that's the case, it might give him a shock similar to seeing a mythical creature, causing him to have lowered sanity, mental disorder, and physical changes... Klein took the opportunity before Will Auceptin's stroller retreated into the shadows and asked hurriedly:

“I have a, um, teacher who I haven’t contacted for a long time. Can you help me see his current fate?

"His name is Azik Eggers."

Because Mr. Azik never replied, Klein couldn't help but feel a little worried. He had previously used the copper whistle to do divination above the gray fog, but he could only see a quiet and deep darkness and hear long and distant breathing. He couldn't interpret what such a dream meant.

Will Anseth sucked his thumb and said:

"It's in a state of change. This can be a good thing or a bad thing. You can only see this much because there is something special about your teacher."

Something special? Directly derived from the god of death? A changed state? Does this mean that Mr. Azik has recovered more memories and restored his corresponding strength through sleep again? Klein bowed thoughtfully and said:

“Thanks for your answer.”

Will Auceptin immediately turned his head and looked to the side.

Klein thought for a moment and reminded:

"From what I know, the Blasphemer Amon has come to Backlund. Of course, it is most likely his clone."

Will Auceptin was stunned for a moment, then laughed:

"For you, this is a bad thing, but for me, it is quite good. Amon and that stupid snake Ouroboros are absolute mortal enemies. No, a more accurate description is that He hates the 'True Creator' and is always thinking about pulling the other party off the throne, while Ouroboros is loyal to that evil god."

After saying this, the black stroller retreated back into the shadows in the mirror, and everything returned to normal.

Amon hates the "True Creator"? I increasingly suspect that the "True Creator" is a participant in the sharing of the ancient sun god. He is the dark baby in the center of the storm angels, the pure white angels, and the cherubim... Klein exhaled, took two steps forward, turned on the faucet, and washed his hands.

…………

In the evening, at the East Balam Veterans Club.

Klein did not immediately see Colonel Calvin with the donkey face. After placing the suitcase containing 10,000 gold pounds in the heavy safe, he followed Congressman Macht to enjoy the buffet provided by this top club.

The main feature here is the specialties of the southern continent, there are cheese bread made from cassava flour, ice cream with purple raspberry juice, assorted seafood soup seasoned with coconut milk and palm oil, beef offal stewed with pepper, tomato and onion, Hagati Iron Barbecue, Pas River Valley Mixed Flavor Soup, as well as fried steak and grilled squid.

Compared to other places, the ingredients used here are very high-end, and the taste is also authentic southern continent style. Klein was quite satisfied with the meal. If he wasn't concerned about his image, he felt that a bite of Hagati Iron Barbecue and a bite of purple raspberry ice cream would definitely be extremely refreshing.

As expected, I prefer food with stronger flavors... What satisfied me most today was the aperitif. If Senator Macht hadn't mentioned it casually, I would have even thought it was a light-flavored juice... Two slices of lemon were soaked in the light golden juice, with a few pieces of crushed ice. It was sweet, slightly sour, and had no taste of alcohol. It was cool and refreshing, and it immediately took away the heat from my body... Klein put the tablecloth on the plate and recalled the enjoyment just now.

At this time, Senator Macht came back from the bathroom. He smiled and leaned over to Dwayne Dantès's ear and said:

"The same room as before."

"Okay." Klein stood up and went to the room with the safe. He took out a small suitcase containing 10,000 gold pounds, and then went to the living room where he met Colonel Calvin twice.

Calvin, who had a donkey face, was already waiting there. He glanced at the small suitcase in Dwayne Dantès's hand, stood up with a smile and said:

“You are truly a gentleman of action.

“I really appreciate this attitude towards doing things.”

As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand and shook hands with Dwayne Dantès, who had graying temples.

Klein then handed the small suitcase in his hand to the other party and said with a modest smile:

“As a businessman, if he is not decisive and quick when he sees a good opportunity to make money, it only shows that he is not suitable for this profession.”

Calvin sat down again, opened the small suitcase in front of Dwayne Dantès and Senator Macht, and roughly counted the neatly arranged bundles of banknotes.

He quickly completed the confirmation, closed the box, raised his head, looked at Dwayne Dantès who was sitting diagonally opposite him and said:

"Do you have any other ideas about the specific details of the transaction?"

Klein deliberately pretended to organize his words and waited for a few seconds before saying:

"I want to go to the southern continent, to West Balam, soon."

Seeing that Colonel Galvin and Senator Macht both showed a certain degree of surprise, he added:

“Some things are not suitable to be done when carrying a lot of arms, and in order for the transaction to proceed smoothly, advance preparation is essential.

"Haha, I must take this matter seriously, this is a business worth tens of thousands of pounds.

"My idea is this. I will go to West Balam first, contact the customers in need, resolve the obvious obstacles, and then contact you via telegram at the agreed time to pick up the goods at the East Balam border."

Colonel Calvin hesitated for a moment and said:

“After June 20, you can send me a telegram. I will give you the specific information later. In short, after I receive the telegram, I will immediately notify the officers over there and ask them to bring the person who gave the agreed code and password to the warehouse.

"Hmm... do you need any auxiliary personnel who can provide protection during this period? When do you plan to leave?"

I just want to go to West Balam and find a place without the Rose School to stay. I will wait for Danitz to do other things... When do we leave? Of course I hope to leave today and arrive today, but this will be suspected... Klein thought for two seconds and said:

"Not necessary for now. In some places in the southern continent, such auxiliary personnel will be the main factor leading to conflict. Don't worry, I have many friends in West Balam. As long as I don't bring any valuable goods, my safety can be guaranteed.

"As for the question of when to go, my answer is, the sooner the better."

Colonel Calvin thought for nearly a minute and nodded slowly:

"I'll send someone to pick you up after dinner tomorrow. The military has an airship that will transport supplies and personnel to Disi Bay. From there, it's very close to the South Continent by boat. If everything goes well, it will only take two or three days. Even if there's a storm blocking the way and part of the route has to be detoured, we can still arrive within a week."

“Thank you.” Klein stood up and saluted sincerely.

In his opinion, leaving Backlund with the military was a safe enough option that would not arouse suspicion.

After discussing some more details, Klein stood up to say goodbye and returned to the hall with Senator Macht to prepare to leave.

Inside the hall, next to the buffet table, nearly ten men in military uniforms or casual clothes were gathered there, each holding a glass of wine, laughing and talking about the latest rumors.

Klein took a quick glance and suddenly felt that one of the figures looked familiar.

The man was over 1.85 meters tall, but less than 1.9 meters tall, with slightly long arms, legs that tilted outward to a certain extent, and unusually broad shoulders, which made his black suit look rather tight.

This is... Klein's thoughts raced, and his mind suddenly became tense. He had already remembered the source of the familiar feeling:

This is the demigod who met with "Mad Captain" Connors that night!

The demigod who is suspected to be working for a faction of the royal family and is in charge of human trafficking!

Although this High-Sequence Expert was wearing a black cloak at the time, which interfered with the divination and did not reveal his appearance, Klein remembered his physical features.

This is the specialty of the "Faceless Man"!

PS: I am asking for monthly tickets in the last few hours. It will be a waste if you don’t vote~