Sharon who doesn't like nicknames? How did she know? Has she communicated with Miss Sharon? Hearing Renette Tinicole's answer, Klein was stunned at first, and then he had doubts one after another.

In his opinion, under normal circumstances, there would be no communication between the messenger and the sender. The whole process was to show up, take the letter, and leave.

Besides, when did the messenger lady need to ask for the other party's consent to give a nickname? Did Frank Lee and Patrick Blaine ever agree?

A few seconds later, Klein intuitively guessed that there must be some kind of connection between Miss Messenger and Miss Sharon, and Renette Tinicole did not want to hide anything.

After restraining his thoughts, Klein opened the envelope, unfolded the letter, and quickly glanced at the contents:

"There is something I hope to get your help with. Please go to the Brave Bar for a discussion for details..."

Compared to before, Miss Sharon's choice of words was not so stingy, and it was a little better. Was this a change after being promoted to a demigod? Klein thought about it, walked to the desk, picked up a pen, and wrote on the letter paper:

"When would you like to meet?"

As soon as he put down his pen, he glanced at Renette Tinicole, who was standing next to him and had not left yet, as if waiting for him to write a letter. Klein felt more reassured.

He then folded the letter, handed it over, and said casually:

"To Miss Sharon."

One of the heads held by Renette Tinicole bit the letter, and the remaining three said one by one:

"You..." "This time..." "Also..."

"No..." "Pay..." "Postage..."

…Klein cleared his throat, took out a gold coin, and handed it to the messenger.

Watching Renette Tinicole disappear, he showed a thoughtful look, walked to the armchair, sat down, and waited patiently.

Less than a minute later, the messenger lady in the gloomy and complicated long dress walked out of the void again, biting the same piece of letter in her mouth.

Klein didn't ask. He took the reply and unfolded it to take a look.

"Preferably tonight if you have no problem with that."

Tonight... Klein nodded thoughtfully and flicked his wrist, causing the letter paper to burst into red flames and quickly turn black.

The flames then expanded, enveloping his body.

By the time the flames subsided, Klein's figure had disappeared from the armchair. The embers hovered in the air and fell into a trash can not far away under the influence of the invisible wind.

In the northern district of Backlund, the Cherwood district, and the bridge area, the lights of the gas wall lamps in the houses that were not adjacent to each other gradually became brighter, and then returned to normal one after another.

It didn't take long for Klein to appear in a room he rented privately on the edge of the East District. He changed his clothes, put on gold-rimmed glasses, and went out in the image of Sherlock Moriarty, all the way to the "Brave Bar".

This time, he did not go to look for Ian who was playing board games with a bunch of people in the chess and card room. Instead, he tilted his ear to listen for a few seconds, reached out and pushed open the door of one of the billiard rooms, and walked in slowly.

As soon as he locked the door, he saw figures silhouetted on both sides.

Sitting on the high stool on the left is Sharon, who is wearing a small soft hat, a court dress, light blonde hair and blue eyes. Compared with before, her face is not so pale anymore, but there is a slight sense of blood loss, which makes her move further away from the image of a female ghost and closer to a doll.

Standing next to the pool table on the right is Maric. This young man who likes to play cards with zombies is getting paler and the malice in his eyes that needs to be restrained is becoming less obvious, but it gives people a sense of depression intuitively.

“Good evening, both of you.” Klein smiled, took off his hat, and saluted.

"Good evening, Mr. Detective." Sharon's body seemed to float slightly as if it had no weight. She returned the greeting seriously, and Maric did the same.

At this moment, the billiard room felt particularly haunted.

Klein casually pulled up a high stool and sat down, laughing:

"What's going on this time?"

"I'm sorry to trouble you again." Sharon bowed again.

Maric followed up by saying:

“We have reached an agreement with the Blood Clan to cooperate in dealing with important members of the Rose School in Backlund.

“We will definitely do the specific things ourselves, including how to lure them out, how to ambush them, and how to take action. We just hope that you can watch the whole process and take us away if something unexpected happens.

"Whatever you want, just ask for it and we can discuss it."

In other words, I am a backup plan to prevent unexpected events... What if Emlyn also asks the "world" for help in secret? At that time, their plan is to have two demigods as a reserve team... Well, it seems possible. I can be Sherlock Moriarty and let Qiunas Kilger be Gehrman Sparrow... Klein thought for a few seconds and did not respond directly to Maric's words. Instead, he said:

"I have a few questions."

After Maric glanced at Sharon, he nodded slightly and said:

"good."

Klein looked at Sharon, who was sitting on a high stool like a doll:

"The Tutankhamun mummy you obtained earlier was prepared for your advancement to Sequence 4 'Puppet'. Are you sure you have become a demigod?"

This was something he had previously known from conversations and letters, and the main purpose at this point was to confirm it and start the next topic.

Sharon looked back at him quietly, her voice a little ethereal, a bit ethereal and inhuman, and said:

"Yes."

Klein nodded slightly and asked directly:

"What is your relationship with Renette Tinicole?"

Sharon's blue eyes moved almost imperceptibly and said:

“It’s my teacher.”

Teacher... Although Klein had some guesses, he still almost gasped and felt his teeth aching again.

In a flash, his expression remained unchanged, but countless thoughts popped up in his mind:

...The messenger lady was originally an angel?

I actually used an angel as a messenger? Is this too much?

She is Miss Sharon’s teacher…I’m afraid that the matter of applying for my position as a messenger was not that simple!

From this point of view, it must be in opposition to the "**Mother Tree". Did it sign the contract with me before because it saw that the "**Mother Tree" was coveting me? No, it must be my enemy?

No wonder Miss Sharon was able to obtain the "Puppet" potion formula and corresponding materials relatively easily. It turned out that she had the help of the teacher...

As his thoughts raced, Klein decided to ask a question first, and use the process of Miss Sharon or Maric answering to calm himself down.

He considered for a moment and said:

"What exactly is going on?"

This time it was Sharon who answered again. She spoke more calmly, more like an inanimate object than Horamick's robot doll:

“At the beginning of the Fifth Epoch, the God of Death fell, and a wave of resistance against the rule of the Balam Empire emerged in places such as the Star Plateau and the Paz River Valley in the southern continent.

"During this process, the 'Bound God' emerged and the 'Rose School' was born. My teacher was originally the daughter of the ruler of the Highlands at the time. Later, she became the Bound God's favored one and assisted her father in establishing the Highland Kingdom.

"After that, he became a Sequence 2 angel and one of the leaders of the Rose School. He advocated moderation and fought against madness with a simple and low-desire life.

"Nine hundred and twenty-two years ago, the 'Son of God' Sua was born, and everything began to change. Indulgence in sex and bloody sacrifices gradually became the mainstream.

"Originally, the teacher was able to maintain the situation and keep the temperance faction from being affected. However, as time went on, the influence of the 'Mother Tree' grew. Sua also successfully improved in the past few years and became a true 'divine evil'.

“The internal war broke out. The teacher protected us and we fled to the plateau, river valley and grassland, while I watched the fall under the siege of the high-level leaders such as Sua.

"However, he did not die completely. He had made some preparations beforehand and was resurrected in a special state in the spirit world. He longed for the completeness of his body."

So... In other words, Miss Messenger currently only has the essence of an angel, but no corresponding power. She is in a weak period. No wonder she couldn't easily deal with the demigod Jax of the Rose School... Wait, although I have worked with many angels, why are they all incomplete or very weak? Except for Ms. Arianna, all the others are like this... Mr. Azik, Pales Zoroast, Will Auceptin, Miss Messenger... Is there something wrong with my title of "The Fool"? Are they all waiting for me to give the corresponding talisman to the "Ancient Scholar"? Klein suddenly realized something and felt a lot.

He did not ask Renette Tinicole why she still wanted money. He thought for a moment and said:

"Ms. Sharon, the Rose School will definitely not be short of the 'Puppet' potion formula. After you obtained the mummy of Tutankhamun II, they probably regarded you as a demigod. In addition, Ms. Renette Tinicole once appeared in front of the demigods of the Rose School and fought with them. In other words, the Rose School must have known that you are still alive and would not be unguarded. And your teacher-student relationship with you is no secret to them.

"Under such circumstances, isn't it too idealistic for you and Maric to use yourselves as bait to lure out important members of the Rose School in Backlund?

"Do you think they will only send one or two demigods to deal with you? What level of help can the vampires provide?

"Also, I've said before that, based on a certain identity of mine, the '**Mother Tree' takes me very seriously, and even asked the 'Divine Evil' Si'a to take direct action. They are also well aware of the fact that your teacher and I have cooperated.

"Taking all this into account, it is not difficult to guess what kind of blow you will face if you show up."

At this point, Klein's expression straightened and he asked:

"You two, are you planning to trigger a God's Descent in Backlund?"

The entire billiard room suddenly became unusually quiet, but Sharon's expression did not change at all.

ps: Update first and then revise, please give me a monthly ticket during the double period~