After finding a reason to get the maids to leave for the time being, Audrey locked the door and turned to look at Susie, who she didn't know was considered her pet.
"Did you hear anything? Uh, or did something happen to you?"
The golden retriever, Susie, calmly squatted there and howled, causing the surrounding air to tremble.
"Yes, I heard the Count and a few Members of Parliament discussing matters in the study. They said that the King and the Prime Minister have reached a consensus to give up the plan to seek revenge on the Feysac Empire on the east coast of Balam. Where's the east coast of Balam?"
Seeing Susie's astonishing mastery of Rouen, Audrey felt mixed emotions. After a few seconds of silence, she said, "I'll give you a map tomorrow …"
"Alright ~" Susie replied cheerfully. "The King and the Prime Minister believe that the most important thing now is to push forward with the reform plan from before. They want to use a public examination to determine the government personnel. They hope to get this matter passed by both the House of Lords and the House of Commons before October."
"Really?" Audrey asked in pleasant surprise.
This was the first thing she had attempted to secretly guide with her own abilities after becoming a Spectator. If it could become a reality, it would fill her with a sense of accomplishment!
Susie answered very honestly, "I can't give you a definite answer. This is only what I heard. I don't even have a deep understanding of what they mean. After all, I'm just a dog that has just begun learning."
"…" Audrey was momentarily stunned before she beamed. "Susie, you did great! This is your reward! "
She took out a bag from a beautifully decorated cabinet, tore open the seal, and placed it in front of Susie.
This was a dog biscuit made from flour, vegetables, meat, and water by Baekeland Pet Care Company. It was a snack that Susie loved very much.
Susie, who was sitting upright, sniffled and raised one of her paws, as though she was considering how she should eat to match her present status.
A few seconds later, she gave up on thinking and followed her instincts. She pounced forward and rushed towards the door with the bag of rations in her mouth.
She straightened her body and opened the door with one paw. She went out and hid in the shadows, snorting as she began enjoying her snacks.
…
On Sunday afternoon, after catching up on the sleep he had lost while guarding Chanis Gate, Klein took a trackless public carriage to Evil Dragon Bar.
He had originally planned on using divination to find Monster Ader Misol and find out the reason for his recent strange behavior. However, he had been interrupted by the Mandated Punishers' sudden loss of control, so he had no choice but to wait until today.
Passing through the billiard room, they entered the underground market. This time, Klein didn't have to look around. He saw Ade Misol cowering in a corner, shivering.
The young man with messy, greasy black hair and a pale, ugly face sensed Klein's approach. He immediately covered his eyes and leaned against the wall, trying to move to the side door.
However, Klein had already caught up with him and blocked his way. He quietly tapped his left molar twice.
In his Spirit Vision, Ade Misol's aura was rather unhealthy. No matter which color it was, it was a little dim. This also meant that although he didn't have any major illnesses, his body was extremely weak.
At the same time, Klein discovered that the Monster's emotional color exuded obvious fear and nervousness, as well as a blue that lacked rational thought.
The surface of his Astral Projection had expanded from the deepest parts of his Ether Body. Its color was transparent and colorless, as though it was formed from pure light. Is this the uniqueness of a natural Monster? Klein nodded indiscernibly. He stared at Ade Misol's face and said, "What have you seen recently?
"What have you seen recently? What have you encountered? Why are you hiding in a corner, shivering, saying that they're all dead and corpses? "
At this moment, Ade Misol lowered his head and looked at his toes, as though he didn't dare look at the person in front of him.
Wearing grayish-blue trousers and a tattered linen shirt, his body trembled as he replied in a panic, "No, I didn't see anything.
"No, I didn't see anything. No, no, I just had a dream. The dream was full of blood and the ground was full of dead people. Haha, sob sob sob, I was among the dead, I was there too! I'm going to die! I'm going to die! I don't want to die! I don't want to die! "
He laughed and cried at the same time. The contents of his reply left Klein feeling as though his thoughts were in a mess.
Rubbing his Sun acupoint, Klein asked in a deep voice,
"Why are you afraid of me?"
Ade Misol was taken aback for a few seconds before he suddenly squatted down and shouted in extreme fear.
"No!"
"No!"
…
Gazes followed as Klein immediately felt awkward.
I didn't do anything to you … Why are you shouting as though something has happened!? He laughed dryly and saw Ade Misol curled up and trembling. He was only begging for mercy and didn't say anything else. All he could do was open up a distance from him and pretend to be passing by.
Hmm, maybe I should ask Mr. Aztec, but he went to the north of the Feysac Empire for a vacation last week and won't be back until next Thursday or Friday … Before that, I'll report to Captain … Klein covered his mouth and yawned, then he turned around and left the underground market.
After receiving this week's salary, his private stash of money had returned to 8 pounds 10 soli. However, he could only take a look at the Beyonder ingredients. Of course, if he wasn't afraid of the high interest, he could borrow from his boss, Swain.
Walking out of Evil Dragon Bar and waiting for the public carriage, Klein's thoughts wandered as he thought about what was going to happen next.
"There's only one week left, and I'll be able to pay off the 12 pounds I withdrew at the beginning. I'll finally be able to bring home three pounds a week, and Melissa won't have an excuse to delay hiring a maidservant … I'll hide the other three pounds for a while and save up some money …"
"Also, I have to get the Telepathic Reader formula from Daxter Guderian as soon as possible or find the corresponding clues. I'll use the excuse of giving my subordinates funds to exchange for cash from Miss Justice … This can be done through an anonymous bank account. In the process, I'll use divination to interfere. This will be very safe and won't expose my secret …"
…
After getting on the public carriage, Klein didn't go straight to the Blackthorn Security Company. Instead, he planned to spend two hours at the Divination Club.
This was to pave the way for the next step of "digesting" the potion.
Furthermore, to Klein, he was quite famous in the divination industry. Some of his old customers would "visit" him again, and some would introduce their friends to him. If it was a coincidence, he might even have more than ten deals in an afternoon.
This way, even if he only went twice a week, he could still earn about half a pound. To the poor Mr. Fool, this was quite beneficial.
Sigh, it's a pity that I spoke too nicely back then, and my image was too perfect. There's no way I can change the divination fees … Sitting in the club's conference room, Klein drank Sibe black tea as he thought helplessly.
With his current reputation, even if he charged 4 soli, there would still be people who would come for his divination.
However, as a Seer who respected fate, he could only maintain the price of 8 pence.
Although Klein had completely digested the potion, he wasn't willing to take the risk of going against the "rules of a Seer" he had previously concluded. This included not using divination to obtain extraordinary benefits. After all, he didn't know if it would cause him to lose control or something bad to happen.
The Nighthawks' internal information didn't have the concept of "digestion," so Klein couldn't determine if there were any risks after completely digesting the potion. He couldn't do anything that violated the corresponding "rules."
Just as he was thinking about these things, the beautiful receptionist, Angelica, came in. She walked to his side, lowered her body, and whispered,
She lowered her body and whispered, "Mr. Moretti, someone is looking for you for a divination. Red Agate Room."
"Alright." Before Klein came, he had confirmed if it was a suitable day for him to go to the club. He had received a definite answer from his divination.
He took his half top hat and walked out of the conference room. He saw a customer waiting at the entrance of the Red Agate Room.
This customer was a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old. She was wearing a light blue dress with ruffles and holding a gauze hat of the same color. She had naturally curly brown hair, a cute face with baby fat, and a pair of beautiful light blue eyes.
"Elizabeth?" Klein recognized her as his sister's good friend, Elizabeth, who studied at Ivos Public School.
He had once helped her choose an amulet and resolved Selena's magic mirror divination incident with her help.
Elizabeth was equally pleasantly surprised.
"Mr. Moretti, is it really you? I was wondering if it was you when I saw the name. "
"After all, I'm a mysticism enthusiast." Klein explained helplessly before adding, "Don't tell Melissa. Oh, and Selena."
The result of my divination was that it was suitable for me to come to the club. How did I end up meeting Elizabeth? As he shook his head, he turned around and opened the door to the Red Agate Room.
At the same time, he tapped his left molar twice.
He slowly entered the room and sat in the fortune-teller's seat. He looked up at Elizabeth.
With just a glance, his brows furrowed.
The young lady's aura was dyed with a layer of dark green!
A sign of being haunted by ghosts and vengeful spirits … Klein calmly made a judgment and asked, "Have you been having nightmares recently?
Do you have recurring nightmares in which the things in your dreams are repeating? "
Y'lisabet, who had just locked the door, was stunned before she could even sit down. After a long while, she finally replied, "
It took her a long time before she replied, "Yes … That's why I'm looking for you."
Klein leaned back and asked, "What kind of dreams did you have? When did it start? "
"Since the last two days of my vacation in Lamud Town. Oh, my family has a small manor there." Elizabeth could be considered half a mysticism enthusiast, so she had long recalled the corresponding situation. "In my dreams, I would always meet a knight dressed in full black armor. He held a huge broadsword in his hand, and his face was completely covered by a helmet. All I could see was a pair of glowing red eyes. He kept trying to approach me, and I would run away in fear. The distance between us grew closer and closer …"
Klein thought for a moment and asked, "In the two or three days before you had such a dream, did you come into contact with antiques, ancient ruins, funerary objects, or mausoleums?"
Elizabeth recalled for more than ten seconds before saying, "I-I went to the mountains near Lamud Town a few days ago. There was an abandoned castle there."
This is the standard opening of a supernatural novel … Klein lampooned silently and pressed, "What's wrong?
He pressed, "Then, did you leave anything behind in the castle? Or did you take anything from the castle? "
Elizabeth knitted her pretty eyebrows together, and after a while asked uncertainly:
After a while, she asked uncertainly, "I was pricked by the thorns and bled … Does any blood left behind count?"
Klein nodded solemnly and answered in a deep voice,
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