Most of the houses in the city of Gurain are built along the winding roads, with some flat and open areas, which are squares or markets.

Klein carried his luggage and, relying on his intuition as a fortune teller, randomly chose a direction to move forward, looking for a relatively lively bar along the way.

There weren't many carriages on the road, and it took a long time to see one or two rental carriages. The most popular means of transportation in East Balam was the "coffin," which originated from the custom of worshiping the god of death and from the fact that people viewed coffins as objects that could bring peace and tranquility. Therefore, Klein always saw a few people carrying a black coffin passing by. The lid was much thinner than normal, like a car door that could be opened at will.

Carried by two people, four people, or eight people, pulled by horses or unicorns... Such folk customs are a bit scary at night. Well, it's not much better during the day. The whole city looks gloomy... Klein admired the "scenery" along the road while walking into a square. On the left was the church of the Lord of Storms, and on the right were restaurants, bars, and other shops.

When he stopped, a coffin carried by four men was just being lowered down on the side of the road.

As the lid opened, the passenger in the coffin stood up and stepped out. He was a Northern Continental gentleman in a white shirt and black vest.

The gentleman's formal suit was always draped over his arm until he left the coffin, when it was put on.

Then, Klein watched the gentleman walk straight to the church of the Lord of Storms and walked in.

This really feels strangely incongruous...Hasn't the Church of Storms always liked to change the customs of the colonies and force Loen's way? Why didn't they do the same in East Balam? Because the "Death God" path and the "Night" path are similar in type, the Church of Storms hopes to preserve some folk customs in the Death God realm to contain the spread of the Church of Night? Klein nodded thoughtfully and turned to the row of buildings on the right, preparing to enter one of the bars.

With this on-the-ground experience, he vaguely understood why the ancient clothing style of the Balam Empire was like that as described in many history books.

I like to wear pants, I like the light type, and I think wrinkles are beautiful... Isn't this convenient for lying in a coffin when going out? Klein smiled and shook his head, pushed open the heavy wooden door of the bar, squeezed through the drunks, and walked towards the bar area.

At this time, the two military "stalkers" were afraid of being exposed, so they distanced themselves from Dwayne Dantès and just walked to the door.

Taking advantage of this brief opportunity, Klein suddenly turned around and swam through the crowd like a fish, running towards the back door of the bar.

——Although he didn't know Dutan language, he could understand the painted signs and knew where the bathroom was and where customers stopped.

After walking around to an area where the gate was out of sight, Klein shook his shoulders and quickly took off his coat, draping it over his arm.

Then he clamped his gold-inlaid cane, covered his face with his palms, slowed down his pace, changed direction again, and walked towards the door of the bar.

When he was nearly ten meters away from where he had just taken off his coat, Klein put down his right hand that was pressing on his face. His entire image had completely changed.

His graying temples, deep eyes, and elegant temperament all disappeared, replaced by the appearance of the Loen people that can be seen everywhere in the northern continent.

Carrying his luggage and holding his cane, Klein walked steadily towards the two military "stalkers". When they looked around for Dwayne Dantès, he passed them by and left the bar.

Whether it is tracking or anti-tracking, both are the strengths of the "Faceless Man"!

Returning to the square, Klein turned into a small alley that sloped up to a higher place, intending to find a hotel somewhere else.

As he was walking on a deserted road, he suddenly heard a woman's terrified cry.

The sound only lasted for a short time before it stopped abruptly.

Although he couldn't understand what the other party was shouting, Klein could feel the fear, terror, and panic. So he took a wrong step and entered a narrower path with fewer pedestrians.

Less than ten seconds later, he saw a local man in his thirties with brown skin and soft features pressing on a little girl who was no more than thirteen or fourteen years old and violently assaulting her in a hidden corner.

Klein took a look, slowed down, and stopped in a nearby shadow.

At this time, the little girl's face was distorted by extreme panic, but no matter how she struggled, she could not get rid of it, and was even beaten.

Her tears and snot were streaming down her face, and her mouth was stuffed with rags so she could only make whimpering sounds.

At this moment, she was shocked to find that the bad guy's attempt to take off her clothes had slowed down.

"..." She had no time to think about what was happening. She subconsciously looked at the bad guy and saw that his eyes were wide open, his facial muscles were twitching slowly, and he couldn't put together a complete expression. Then, his hands and feet twitched and paused as he continued what he had just done, but was easily avoided.

The little girl instinctively pushed the other person, which actually had a great effect. She felt lighter and quickly stood up, trying to escape from here. However, her legs couldn't stop becoming weak, and after running a few steps, she was tripped by a stone and almost fell to the ground.

At this time, she heard footsteps behind her, and her heart became more and more panicked, and her hands and feet became more and more flustered.

Then, the footsteps stopped.

The little girl subconsciously looked back, only to see the bad guy standing stiffly two meters away, making all kinds of weird movements as if his joints were rusted.

"What happened..." The little girl felt like she was dreaming.

The brown-skinned local man struggled for a while, and finally calmed down, smiled, and said in Dutan:

“Next time you meet someone like me, remember to run to the nearest church or a crowded place.”

The little girl was stunned for a moment, then suddenly let out a scream, turned around and ran away.

Subconsciously, she chose the direction of the square church.

When peace returned to this secluded corner, the brown-skinned local man turned his head to look at the shadows nearby and watched Klein walk out from there.

"The new puppet...is not strong enough, not agile enough, and has no extraordinary abilities. It also looks rather ferocious. Apart from being able to speak Dutan, it is completely useless." Klein made a simple assessment in his mind. "If he wasn't doing evil and I didn't understand the local language, I would really want to bury him directly."

He couldn't help but compare this with the previous secret puppet, "Blood Admiral" Senior:

"Senior is a 'Wrathful Spirit' who can do 'Mirror Jump' and hide in the reflective areas of gold coins without worrying about being seen... He also has the Wrathful Spirit Scream and the ability to possess, making him a perfect match for the Puppet Master...

"Most importantly, he also speaks Dutan...

"Now, the difference between this secret doll and him is like the difference between 1 penny and 42,000 gold pounds.

"I don't know what his name is. I can only use my ability to sense superficial thoughts, but I can't read deeper memories, unless I meet someone familiar or something familiar, then my spirit will change accordingly and 'spit out' more information... Let's call him Afu, no, Afu."

Klein rubbed his forehead and sighed. Before the little girl could attract the clergy, he left the area with his new secret doll, Auf.

Not long after, with the help of the secret doll's translation, he found a hotel in the prosperous and backward area of ​​​​Gulain City and stayed there. He didn't need to provide any identification documents, even though Klein had changed his appearance into a typical local race on the way.

"It lacks effective administration even more than the colonies at sea..." Klein put away his luggage and threw most of the cash he had with him into the gray fog, leaving only 50 pounds for daily expenses.

At the same time, since they had already crossed the raging sea, they no longer had to worry about causing any unusual changes. He took out the copper whistle and iron cigarette box from the mysterious space above the gray fog to facilitate their positioning when Mr. Azik came over.

After finishing all these things, he, who had already had dinner on the cruise ship, suddenly had some free time and decided to seize the time to look for the second secret doll.

As for how to find it, Klein, who didn't know enough about the various aspects of Gulain City, planned to use his expertise as a "fortune teller" and use mystical means to find it!

After leaving the inn with Auf, Klein broke off a branch of the Toningsman tree and used it as a divination stick. He meditated skillfully and whispered:

"The location of the new secret doll."

In the quiet and silent environment, pairs of indifferent eyes seemed to penetrate the barrier between fantasy and reality, and stared at the divination rod at the same time.

The branches then fell, pointing in a direction.

After walking a distance and doing divination, Klein followed the revelation he had obtained and, after many twists and turns, arrived at a steep staircase.

This staircase connects several levels of roads in Gurain. One has to look up to see the top. At this moment, there is no one there.

"The revelation from the divination is indeed here... Why is there no one here? Is it because the divination was not done above the gray fog, so the result is not accurate? But, I am also a Sequence 5 'Master of Secret Puppetry', and my divination ability is definitely among the top below the high sequence..." Klein frowned slightly and looked around, but failed to find any target.

He thought for a moment, walked towards the stairs, sat down in the shadow at the very bottom edge, and waited with little confidence and great boredom.

After a few minutes, he stood up again and let the secret doll Auf sit in his previous position.

Then, Klein distanced himself and hid in a secret place nearly two hundred meters away.

…………

Gulain City, Lower Lip District.

Leonard Mitchell, Daley Simone and others followed the captain of the "Red Gloves" team, Soster, to a neighborhood.

Under the cover of night, Soest emphasized once again to all the operators:

"Our target this time is Ulrica, who lives in House 13. He is a very important member of the Spiritual Cult and is responsible for contacting different groups in the Backlund area.

"Although all the intelligence shows that he is not a demigod, in order to prevent any accidents, I still applied for a '1' seal, and Her Excellency 'Eye of the Goddess' is also ready to provide assistance at any time.

"Also, most of the residents in this neighborhood are locals. We have to be on guard against the possibility that they may also be members of the Spiritual Cult."

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