After Klein finished speaking, Albert asked a few more questions based on his description to see if some of the details matched.

Without a doubt, he got a satisfactory answer.

"Thank you for your cooperation. I wish you a good dream." Albert stood up with a smile and bowed. He also used his "nightmare" ability to influence Dwayne Dantès again. After he woke up, he only vaguely remembered what kind of dream he had, but could not recall the specific content.

After doing all this, he turned towards the door, turned the handle, and left the dream.

As expected, the Nighthawks still trusted Nightmare's ability too much. If I were in charge of this matter, I would definitely design a series of questions from different angles and aspects in advance, compare them with each other, and look for inconsistencies and loopholes... Haha, the best way is to work with Miss Justice to produce several professional psychological assessment questionnaires and let the target complete them all in a dream. If he is disguised, his mental state and the image he wants to show will definitely be inconsistent in the conclusions of different assessments, unless he is also a psychology expert and can pay attention to the actual purpose of each set of questions... Klein leaned back on the sofa and cast his eyes out the window.

In the gray and misty sky and earth, the light of the gas street lamps was dim and pale, making the surroundings gloomy and silent.

Klein watched quietly for a few seconds, then curled the corners of his mouth and laughed at himself.

Under the Saint Samuel Cathedral, after seeing Albert wake up normally and hearing his report, Leonard first breathed a sigh of relief, and then became more and more afraid of the immortal Quaternary monster.

…………

In Silver City, lightning streaked across the sky, lighting up all the streets.

Derrick Berg walked out of his house, holding the Hurricane Axe, and headed towards the Twin Towers in the north of the city.

Along the way, he met many residents of Silver City. Some of them were busy, some were sending their children to receive general education, and some were in groups of three or five, patrolling every corner to prevent some people from dying accidentally at home and not being killed by their loved ones, and becoming terrifying evil spirits.

The presence of these people made the City of Silver seem very lively, and Derrick could occasionally hear the joy and laughter of children.

He couldn't help but recall his previous life in the afternoon town camp. He only met a dozen or twenty humans every day, and had to stay in sturdy but cramped buildings most of the time. Outside were monsters hiding in the houses in the darkness. They were cleared out time and time again, and appeared out of nowhere again and again, making every member of the exploration team feel powerless from the bottom of their hearts. It seemed that they could never get real safety no matter what, and they would never feel at ease. They had to try their best at all times and could not relax even a little.

No normal creature can maintain this state of high alert and vigilance for a long time, so Silver City has a mature rotation system.

It didn't take the first exploration team too long to get back to Silver City from Afternoon Town, but what followed was the inevitable quarantine observation and relaxation and rest. It was not until today that Derrick adjusted himself and believed that his mental state could withstand the negative impact of the promotion.

He had previously reported to the "Chief" Colin Iliad that he had obtained the potion formula of the "Notary" and was allowed to exchange this harvest for the corresponding extraordinary material, the tail feathers of the Spirit Bird.

As for the things he owed to the Moon, he had obtained them during patrols around the town in the afternoon and had handed them over to the Moon through Mr. Fool.

After getting promoted, I will be eligible to choose a non-high-sequence magical item... Derrick thought with a bit of longing, quickened his pace, and arrived at the twin towers in the north of the city.

Although the material warehouse and magical items were all in the round tower and were being watched by the "Six-Man Council", Derrick's destination was the spire because there was a merit exchange point there.

Just as he was about to enter the spire, he was suddenly inspired and subconsciously looked up at the upper floors of the round tower. He saw a woman in a black robe with purple patterns standing behind the window, looking down at him.

The other person has silver-gray curly hair, light gray eyes and a gorgeous face. She is none other than the "Shepherd" Lovia, a member of the "Six-Person Council"!

When their eyes met, Luo Weiya's eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the soul, but her expression did not change at all, and she even nodded slightly, as if saying hello.

She wasn't greeting me, she was greeting the person behind me... Suddenly, Derrick understood.

This stems from the experience he gradually accumulated under the guidance of the Tarot Club members.

He nodded in response, withdrew his gaze without any abnormality, and walked into the spire at a neither fast nor slow pace.

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At night in Bayam's private port, the "Golden Dream" with strange main guns arranged along the center line sailed to the dock.

Danitz carried the local specialties sent by the resistance army, waved back with a smile on his face, and climbed up the gangway to the deck.

During this time, he lived very comfortably here. As a special envoy delivering arms, food and a small amount of extraordinary materials, he received quite high courtesy. Every day he either drank and ate meat, or boasted and hunted. He was even invited to watch the ceremony where the "Sea God" bestowed blessings on believers.

After witnessing these things, he suddenly had an epiphany: Bayam, or all colonies, will experience fierce conflicts in the future, and they will not subside without the erosion of dozens or hundreds of years.

Therefore, Danitz decided to sell most of his properties in Bayam next time, leaving only one, and then look for opportunities to buy houses in places such as Trier, the capital of Intis, Backlund, the capital of Loen, and other places with beautiful scenery and peace.

It was a good opportunity for me to go back to Nosier Town to visit the old man and my mother. Well, I could buy one less house and build a vineyard for them... Danitz waved to the enthusiastic rebels again.

He immediately puffed out his chest and said to "Flower Tie" Johnson proudly:

"Where is the captain? I need to report to her about what has happened during this period."

Jodson tutted disdainfully:

"In the captain's cabin, of course."

At the same time, he complained in his heart:

After Danitz established a relationship with Gehrman Sparrow, he became more and more arrogant! However, that crazy adventurer was really scary. He actually successfully hunted down the "Blood Admiral"!

“Hey.” Danitz laughed and walked into the cabin with a provocative step, and met Vice Admiral Iceberg Edwina Edwards.

He immediately put away his provocative look and said with a smug smile:

"Captain, I have completed my mission."

"What exactly happened?" Edwina put down the book in her hand and asked.

Danitz had been prepared for this. He described his experiences during this period in detail and exaggerated his own role. Finally, he said:

"Captain, I met Gehrman Sparrow. He asked me to ask you if there is anything wrong with the corpse of the elf singer Siatas and the golden wine cup."

Edwina did not answer directly. She stood up and walked to the corner of the captain's room where a black wooden box was placed.

The "Golden Dream" will not go to Sonia Island until this voyage, so the bodies of Siatas and Mobet are still on the ship, and were put into a specially prepared box by Edwina.

Bending one knee and half-kneeling, Edwina opened the wooden box, revealing the corpses intertwined inside.

The golden wine cup, which was mostly crushed, was quietly placed in the palm of a bony hand, without any abnormality.

"Nothing unusual." Edwina concluded.

Danitz poked his head out to take a look, wrote down the answer, and prepared to report to the great “Fool” when no one was around, asking Him to pass it on to that madman Gehrman Sparrow.

…………

“Nothing unusual?” Above the gray fog, Klein frowned slightly, half in confusion and half in relief.

According to his speculation, the probability that there was something wrong with the golden wine cup was not low, and the fact that there was no abnormality was a bit beyond his expectations. However, he also liked this answer because he did not want Siatas and Mobet's sleep to be disturbed.

Maybe there needs to be additional catalytic conditions? Haha, I hope I never get them... Klein muttered to himself and cast his eyes on Groselle's Travels in the pile of miscellaneous items.

Since there was no way to enter the ocean of collective subconsciousness for the time being, and his recent focus was on the Antigonus family notes, he postponed his plan to explore the world of the book a second time.

Huh... Klein exhaled, retracted his gaze, and prepared for this week's Tarot gathering.

Backlund time, 3:00 p.m.

Rays of deep red light lit up on both sides of the mottled long table, solidifying into blurry, different figures.

Audrey was in the same good mood as usual, even better, because her brother Hibbert Hall sent her a telegram to tell her that the 10% stake in Backlund Bicycle Company had been finalized, with a total price of 12,000 gold pounds.

Moreover, she did not need to rush back to Backlund to sign. Before her brother Hibbert left, she had already signed the power of attorney agreement in the presence of two lawyers. She only needed to wait until everything was completed and then sign a confirmation letter for her brother.

Audrey raised the corners of her mouth elegantly, stood up, and said to the figure shrouded in gray mist at the top of the bronze table:

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool~"

May Mr. Fool bless me, and may there be clues to the fruit of the psychedelic wind chime tree today... Then, she prayed silently in her heart.

After greeting each other and sitting down, the Hermit Cattleya did not disappoint Klein's expectations. She lowered her head again as if not daring to look directly at him and said:

"Mr. Fool, this time we have three pages of Emperor Roselle's diary."

Hasn't the "mysterious queen" found any clues about the assassination of Emperor Roselle yet... She has been providing diaries through Ms. "Hermit"... What a pity, I have been in the family territory recently and have not had much contact with the Psychological Alchemy Society, so I haven't been able to get any new diaries... Well, I'll go to the Antiquities Collection and Protection Foundation in a few days, maybe they have collected some... "Justice" Audrey listened curiously.

Klein the Fool laughed:

"very good.

"You may consider the request."

Actually, I know that the "Mysterious Queen" has already told you the problem... I don't know what she is going to do in Backlund... Klein's thoughts slightly diverged.

Soon, Cattleya the Hermit materialized the three pages of the diary and handed them to Mr. Fool.

PS: Ask for monthly ticket recommendation ticket on Monday~