Upon hearing the middle-aged man's shout and seeing his warped expression, Hazel's eyes that were filled with anger and hatred gradually froze, melting into a look of confusion and confusion.
It wasn't only her. Macht, Ma 'am Riana, and Dawn Dantès similarly fell silent. No one spoke for a moment. Even Fors, who was hiding behind something, lost her excitement. She no longer had a strong sense of justice.
After about ten seconds, Macht stopped looking at the assailant. He turned his head and said to his bodyguard, "Leave one of you here to watch the scene and the prisoner.
"One of you stay here and guard the scene and the prisoner. Wait for the police."
Having said that, he paused for a second and turned to his valet.
"Inform the reporters from a few newspapers to come and interview this matter."
After making the initial arrangements, the Member of Parliament surveyed the area and noticed that many passersby were attempting to gather over to see what had happened. Following that, he looked at Dawn Dantès and smiled apologetically.
"I'm sorry for making you experience such danger. I never expected the matter to develop to such a state. We actually considered the actual situation of factory owners and coal mine owners, and we provided them with some assistance and transitional plans. Who knew …"
Coming up with a plan is one thing, but carrying it out is another. When the remediation of atmospheric pollution becomes abnormally urgent, with immense pressure from all sides, it's no surprise that a one-size-fits-all solution would appear … Klein sighed and said in a self-deprecating manner, "Don't worry about my feelings.
"Don't mind my feelings too much. I've been through more dangerous situations in the past."
On the surface, he was talking about his business encounters in the Southern Continent's West Balam, but in fact, he was recalling Megose, who was pregnant with an evil god's spawn, the terrifying meteorite that fell from the sky, Cynthia, who wanted to give birth to Admiral Amyrius's child, and the Rose School angel and Charismatic Order monster that caused the mountain outside Bayam to collapse.
Compared to all of that, what had just happened was like a drop of rain that fell from the sky. There was no need to care about it. In consideration of Xio, Miss Magicians's two bodyguards, and Hazel's existence, Klein didn't even take action. All he did was dodge as an experienced person would.
What he paid attention to was if there would be a "storm."
Macht sighed and nodded.
"I can tell that you're very calm.
"I used to doubt what you said, but now I really believe it.
"Alright, Dwayne, let's go back. Leave the rest to the police. If there's a need to take a statement, they'll come to your house to complete it."
Klein nodded and said to Macht's family, "That's right.
"Pay attention to your safety."
Macht nodded solemnly and sighed once again.
"Baekeland's social season has just begun, and this happened … Cherish the peace now."
The mark of Baekeland's social season is the return of the House of Lords. It seems to have only begun last weekend … And this week, there have been two consecutive incidents — the framing of Baron Syndras and the attack on Member of Parliament Macht … Amidst his thoughts, Klein didn't stop as he walked to his carriage with the clearly afraid valet, Richardson.
After sitting in it, Klein silently exhaled as he watched the scenery outside slowly recede. He half-closed his eyes.
He was temporarily unable to determine if Beyonder powers were involved in the attack. This was because every step was something an ordinary person could complete. And the middle-aged man's reason was sufficient — there was no need to deliberately fabricate it. Klein believed that in Baekeland, there were more than one former factory owner or unemployed employee who had such an encounter.
The only thing that left him puzzled was why the target of the attack was Macht.
Although this House of Commons Member of Parliament was indeed a supporter and advocate of the remediation of atmospheric pollution, often giving speeches in parliament and accepting interviews from time to time, he was definitely not the person who attracted the most attention during the bill's introduction. In comparison, the members of the Kingdom's National Atmospheric Pollution Council were more likely to be chosen as targets for revenge.
Klein leaned against the carriage wall and slowly opened his eyes. He saw that it was already late into the night with overlapping clouds and heavy rain.
He once again sensed that the whirlpool beneath Baekeland's calm surface was growing in size and intensity.
Reining in his thoughts, Klein raised his left palm slightly and touched his pocket.
It contained what seemed to be a letter from Frank Lee and an unknown species of mushrooms.
Klein really wanted to return home and enter the world above the gray fog. He wanted to use the newly obtained mushroom to communicate with Creeping Hunger so that he could use the Sealed Artifact again. With the storm brewing, he believed that he needed to recover his peak combat strength as soon as possible. And in this aspect, Creeping Hunger was absolutely necessary.
Unfortunately, he still had two Beyonder bodyguards by his side. He had to try his best not to head above the gray fog.
I clearly don't need protection, but I spent a few hundred pounds to hire two people to restrict my movements. How helpless of a tycoon … Klein sighed inwardly as he picked up the black tea that Richardson had just prepared.
He took a light sip as his facial muscles immediately tensed up before relaxing again.
Klein looked down and discovered that the black tea had twice the usual amount of lemon slices.
He discreetly swept a glance at Richardson and saw that his valet looked a little dazed, as though he was still immersed in the shock from the assault.
As cowardly as ever … Klein evaluated inwardly as he placed the porcelain teacup on the table.
…
Late at night, 39 Böklund Street, Member of Parliament Macht's house.
Hazel sat in front of the dressing table and looked at the gray rat squatting on the powder box.
After a long silence, she said, "Did my father do something wrong? He was clearly pushing for a good thing … "
"Nothing is beneficial to everyone. There will always be those who suffer losses. At such times, the corresponding bill or plan needs to be considered, compensated, and helped. If your father did such a thing, the problem doesn't lie with him. On the contrary, it only means that he's cold and cruel," the rat said in a perfunctory manner.
Hazel thought carefully for a few seconds before her expression relaxed.
She then said, "During dinner, I sensed that there was an extremely valuable item hidden in a cabinet in the room. But when I opened it later, I didn't find anything."
The rat was startled for a moment.
"That might be Dawn Dantès's bodyguard.
"He was recently involved in a suicide case, and it's said to involve Baron Syndras. It's normal for him to hire bodyguards to protect him in secret.
"Hmm … The bodyguard in the cupboard might also possess supernatural powers and carry a mystical item, so you sensed it."
Hazel nodded gently and accepted the explanation. She subconsciously muttered to herself,
"I wonder what kind of supernatural powers those bodyguards have …"
After saying that, she cast a puzzled glance at the gray rat.
"How did you know that Dawn Dantès was involved in a troublesome case?"
The mouse squeaked and said,
"My current state is perfect for eavesdropping on other people's discussions."
As it spoke, it looked in the direction of 160 Böklund Street as its eyes shimmered.
…
Fors, who was taking turns sleeping, felt herself floating into an ancient and majestic palace. It was filled with all sorts of Beyonder ingredients and mystical items, and there were even two blurry tarot cards.
However, she wasn't able to take any of them away. These items were sealed by an invisible force.
Fors looked around in a bid to find a way to remove the seal. Finally, she saw a complicated symbol engraved on the dome:
This was a symbol formed from the combination of fate and concealment!
Find an item with this symbol engraved on it, and I'll be able to open the seal on a treasure trove … Fors immediately came to this realization as she jolted awake. She realized that she was curled up on the carpet in the room, covered by a thin silk blanket. She and Xio didn't dare sleep in the reclining chair, afraid that Dawn Dantès, who often sat there, would notice that something was amiss.
Rubbing her temples, Fors sat up and saw Xio leaning against the wall that led to the master bedroom. She was seriously monitoring her surroundings.
"I feel like there's a secret hidden here. I had a strange dream. I dreamed of exaggerated treasures and complicated symbols," Fors said with a frown as she walked towards Xio.
As an Astrologer, her intuition told her that there was something wrong with the dream!
Xio suppressed her doubts when she saw Fors's serious expression. After some thought, she said, "Perhaps there really is a secret.
I once heard a proverb that belongs to the mysterious World. It goes like this: 'When a Beyonder element is discovered somewhere, there's bound to be a second one.' "
"Ignoring the butler who still can't determine if there's any Beyonder powers, that Miss Hazel is the first Beyonder element. Nearby her, or rather, this street, there should be a second one." Fors nodded gently and said with a smile, "However, this has nothing to do with us. Tomorrow evening, we'll be able to collect our payment, end our bodyguard mission, and leave this place. The most pitiful one is ultimately Dawn Dantès. He's innocent and ordinary, but he has no choice but to interact with troublesome matters and Beyonder elements."
Having said that, Fors looked at Xio and joked, "Quick, say it.
"Quickly, quickly say it. May the Goddess bless him.
"I'm a believer of steam and machinery. I can't do that."
Xio seriously considered it for two seconds before drawing the crimson moon on her chest.
She piously whispered, "May the Goddess bless Mr. Dawn Dantès."
Fors had completely shaken off her drowsiness. She covered her mouth and yawned.
"I'll walk around the house and patrol it. Wait fifteen minutes before sleeping."
"Alright." Xio was clearly more energetic than Fors.
Fors immediately turned to the door, reached out her hand to press on the wall, and arrived at the corridor.
Just as she was about to walk to the stairs, she suddenly sensed a slight commotion coming from the room where Dawn Dantès's valet slept.
Fors's eyes darted around slightly as she cautiously approached. She opened a tiny door on the wall and peeked in.
She then saw Richardson dancing a somewhat crazy and mysterious dance.
Spirit dance? Doesn't this valet believe in the Evernight Goddess? He's secretly worshiping Death? Fors knit her brows as she watched Richardson finish his Spirit Dance. She watched as he softly prayed to the God of Death to protect him from various dangers.
When everything was over, Fors clicked her tongue and shook her head.
"Poor Mr. Dantès."
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