"The folk customs of the Southern Continent are really different from ours." Audrey looked down at the feather hat in the gift box and praised sincerely, "But it still fits my aesthetic very well."

Her last words were half sincere and half polite. On the one hand, she really felt that the processed feather looked like a work of art, but on the other hand, she thought its style was too obvious and extreme, and not the kind she would like to use as an accessory.

This is just like when many people visit ancient ruins, they will be interested in things with unique shapes and mysterious patterns and praise them highly, but rarely will they buy similar things to put at home or use as decorations.

Klein smiled upon hearing this and said:

"There are actually big differences between the various folk customs in the southern continent. The customs in East and West Balam and the highlands and valleys are almost completely different. Of course, they also have things in common, such as respecting gold and believing that this metal has magical powers."

At this point, he pointed at the feather in Audrey's hand and said:

"It is said that those who wear this kind of hat will be blessed by the feathered serpent, the god of death."

He was hinting at the hidden purpose of the feather.

Audrey, who was already at Sequence 6 of the Audience Path, easily understood the hidden meaning in Mr. World's words and realized that the hat ornament could get a response from the so-called "God of Death" at a critical moment and play a certain role.

As for how to do it specifically, it was the basic knowledge of mysticism, and Audrey had a very solid grasp of it, so she didn't need Mr. Dwayne Dantes to explain it in detail.

She smiled lightly without showing her teeth and said:

“I really like it and I’ll stick it in my hat when the occasion is right.”

Yes, it’s easy to talk to the “audience”… Klein smiled back and pointed outside the door.

"There are still some gifts to give away."

"You are the most popular person here today." Audrey responded with a smile, expressing her gratitude in this tactful way.

At the same time, she was a little troubled, hesitating whether to find an opportunity to tell Mr. "World" who was involved in the Caron suicide case and was very interested in it and paid attention to it, about Hvin Rambis's situation.

Well, Monday is coming soon, so let’s leave it until the Tarot Meeting. We can communicate more conveniently then… It just so happens that I also want to ask Mr. Hanged Man and Ms. Hermit how to deal with the current situation, especially how to guard against the suggestion and hypnosis of high-sequence masters. After all, it’s not always possible to pray to Mr. Fool in advance and get the blessing of angels… If you think about it carefully, that kind of hypnosis is really scary. You will do what you are told without realizing it, and you won’t notice it at all… Audrey’s thoughts were like boiling water, bubbling up one after another.

This made her begin to suspect that many people in Backlund's upper-class circle had been hypnotized and had done things that went against their true thoughts and wishes.

In addition, she also vaguely understood something:

Every time his father and mother went to St. Samuel's Church to attend mass, Archbishop Backlund was the one presiding over the ceremony, and the one who could hold this position must be a demigod of the Church of Evernight!

Sometimes, the Archbishop would come to visit us and chat with us... Is he on guard against similar things? So, Hvin Rambis didn't go too far in hypnotizing me? Audrey watched Dwayne Dantes walk out of his office, closed the door, sat down again, picked up a pen, and scribbled unconsciously on the paper.

When she collected her thoughts, the white paper in front of her had circles intertwined with each other, a pair of cold eyes and a face with diverging lines.

Just one glance and Audrey became nervous. She quickly used the friction between spirituality and matter to ignite the white paper and burn it to ashes.

The things she just scribbled reflected her true emotions and thoughts to some extent!

For a qualified "psychologist", interpreting similar pictures is a basic operation, so Audrey did not leave any traces.

After a while, Klein finished delivering the gifts and chatted with several directors. Then he went into the room where part-time directors like him could rest. He found a pen and paper, sat on the sofa, and began to write a letter while thinking:

"Dear Mr. Azik..."

When he was in the southern continent, Klein wrote a letter about Adam's acquisition of "0-08" and the successful revenge he, Leonard, and Daly had on Ince Zangwill. He blew a copper whistle to summon a messenger and sent it to the sleeping Mr. Azik. Undoubtedly, he has not received a reply until now.

As for the mention of Adam and "0-08" in the letter, Klein didn't care at all. After all, the "Imaginary Angel" must know about his relationship with Mr. Azik, and sharing what happened with acquaintances would not cause any strong reactions.

This time, the content of Klein's letter did not touch upon the supernatural realm. With a smile and gentle touch, he shared in detail the charitable education assistance he had just learned from Audrey and other directors, and ended with:

"...This is really a meaningful thing. I feel satisfied and happy. Mr. Azik, do you think so too?

"When you wake up, you may try to do something similar. Every time you are resurrected, you will be able to see the children you helped. At that time, even though you will not remember them, they will definitely remember you..."

After finishing writing and putting away the pen, Klein read it carefully again. After confirming that there were no problems, he blew the copper whistle, summoned the skeleton messenger, and took the letter away.

Then, he left the Loen Charity Student Aid Fund with his personal servant Enuni and came to the nearby St. Samuel Church. He prayed silently for a quarter of an hour in the dark and quiet prayer hall.

As usual, Klein came to the donation box and put a stack of cash in it, totaling 80 pounds.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he found Bishop Elektra, chatted with him for a while, and listened to his sermon.

This announced the return of Dwayne Dantès to the religious social field.

As for the gifts, Klein did not give them in person because they were in the Goddess's church. Privately, the butler Walter would naturally deliver the items to the homes of several bishops on his behalf.

…………

At tea time, Klein left 160 Böklund Street as scheduled and went to visit Dr. Allen's home. Richardson had already informed him in the morning and received a favorable response.

This time, Klein not only met Dr. Allen Kress, but also his wife, Wilma Gladys, the newborn baby, and his older brother and sister.

“What a pity that I couldn’t attend. Uh…” Klein paused deliberately and waited until Werner Gladys responded with a “Will” with a smile.

He reorganized his words and said:

“I’m sorry that I went to East Balam and couldn’t attend Will’s birthday party.

"This is a popular amulet over there. It can bring good luck to children."

As he spoke, he handed the gold jewelry in his hand to Dr. Allen.

Allen Chris was not a very talkative person, so he did not refuse. He took it directly and nodded.

"Thanks."

Then, he held the rope and dropped the golden amulet into the baby carriage next to him, shaking it and saying:

"Will, do you like it?"

The chubby baby wrapped in silver silk raised his arm, swung it, and snapped the golden amulet out.

Called out...

In the living room, the scene suddenly became a little awkward. Klein laughed and broke the silence:

“That’s the reaction any child would have.”

At this time, the maid brought in a three-layer tray with afternoon tea snacks, which allowed both the host and the guests to change the topic and the atmosphere returned to harmony.

While drinking tea and eating snacks, Klein talked about the various peculiar customs of East and West Balam. The Allens and the other two children were quite interested and asked questions from time to time.

During this process, Klein suddenly turned his face towards the baby carriage and asked with a smile:

"You don't seem to like my gift?"

While he was asking the questions, the Allens and everyone else in the living room showed no signs of abnormality and continued to listen attentively.

In the illusion scene created by Klein, the story has not stopped yet!

Will Auceptin, who had chubby arms, snorted when he heard this and said in a childish voice:

“What’s the meaning of this gift?

"You might as well just give me 'Guadal'. At least it's drinkable!"

Klein smiled and shook his head, then said:

"I have news to tell you. Ouroboros was injured by someone and will not be able to continue looking for you for a while."

He did not dare to mention Adam's name and title, and did not even think about it in his heart, for fear that the leader of the Twilight Hermits would notice and discover the whereabouts of "Snake of Fate" Will Auceptin.

As for the description of Amon's brother, Klein gave up for the time being, because no one knew whether Amon was still in Backlund, and frequently mentioning the name of this "Angel of Time" might lead to an intersection of fate.

However, Klein believed that Will Auceptin should be able to guess who injured the "Angel of Destiny" because the only two people who were still active in the real world and whose status was slightly higher than Urolus were Adam and Amon.

The description he used was "someone", which ruled out situations such as the siege by several archangels and the use of "0" level seals.

Will Auceptin was silent for a while and said:

"I told you that the shift in your destiny is a good thing in the long run."

After exchanging this information, Klein was about to remove the illusion when he suddenly heard Will Auceptin mutter:

"Oh, I suddenly want to drink 'Gwadar', it's better to add some ice."

"This drink is not good for children!" Klein interrupted the illusion with a serious face and reached out to pick up one of the cups of ice cream that the maid had just brought.

Then, under the gaze of Alan and Wilma, he scooped up a piece of ice cream with a silver spoon and smiled to amuse the child:

"Will, do you want to eat?

"Want to eat?"

Madam Wilma laughed and said:

"Our Will doesn't like to eat this."

As soon as she finished speaking, Klein stuffed the ice cream on the silver spoon into his mouth.

"Wow!"

The child in the stroller cried loudly.