After thinking for a while, Klein, who already had a plan, smoothly sorted out his thoughts and determined the next few things to do.
Pa! He shook the letter with his right hand, and amidst the rising scarlet flames, he looked up at Reinette Tinekerr, prepared to take out a Loen gold coin from his pocket to pay for the postage.
However, Miss Messenger had already left, and there was no one in front of him.
"No more money?" Klein was taken aback at first before he made all sorts of connections. He suspected that Reinette Tinekerr, who habitually took gold coins from non-contractors, had taken the initiative to ask for postage.
Perhaps Miss Messenger didn't say a word and just looked at Leonard with her four heads and eight eyes, waiting for him to pay the gold coin. In the end, this fellow couldn't figure it out at all and wanted to forcefully end the summoning, only to have his neck snapped … Klein hissed as he used the gold coin he had just taken out to do a divination. He received the result that Leonard Mitchell was living quite well.
He breathed a sigh of relief, put away the gold coins, and shouted towards the door.
"Richardson."
The door to the half-open room opened behind him without a sound. His valet, Richardson, walked in quickly and asked respectfully,
"What can I do for you, sir?"
"Ask the butler to come over." As Klein gave the order, he sighed inwardly. He had really been corrupted by his extravagant life. Even if he was looking for someone at home, he wouldn't move half a step and had to ask his valet to do it.
Hmm, this is the need for acting … he silently said to himself.
A few minutes later, Walter, who was wearing white gloves, went up to the third floor. He naturally lowered his arms and stood in front of Dawn Dantès in a standard posture as he waited for his employer to speak.
Klein had already planned out his words as he said unhurriedly, "That's right.
"Go to Member of Parliament Macht's place and tell him that I've already prepared the initial payment.
"Also, prepare the carriage. I'm going to the Bursary Charity Foundation in the morning and will return at noon.
"If Member of Parliament Macht doesn't get me to spare some time in the afternoon, make a trip to Dr. Allen Ceres's place and tell him that I'll be paying a visit in the afternoon."
Klein had already withdrawn 10,000 pounds in cash from above the gray fog and placed it in a small suitcase. He was waiting for the right time to complete the preliminary preparations for the arms deal.
And in order to disperse the smell of the gray fog on the banknotes, he had deliberately "Teleported" to the sea and foraged for Creeping Hunger in passing. He was afraid that Amon, who knew of the gray fog's existence, would be able to "sniff" out the specific smell in the same city, or use it to sense the location of the treasures he desired.
"Yes, sir." Walter didn't ask his employer where he had raised the initial funds. From what he remembered, Dawn Dantès hadn't been to the bank much recently.
Of course, this wasn't a problem that people cared too much about. Many rich people who came to Baekeland from other places, especially from Desi Bay and Midseashire, would always prepare a large amount of cash in advance.
…
22 Phelps Street, the headquarters of the Rouen Charity Bursary Foundation.
Klein passed through the door and entered. He went up to the second floor and found the reception room provided for directors.
As an honorary director who only occasionally participated in certain matters, he didn't have an office here, but he could use the reception room.
He clenched his right hand into a fist and held it to his mouth as he deliberately coughed twice. Then, he walked into the reception room and found a sofa to sit down.
After a moment, he stood up again and said to his valet, Richardson, who was standing beside him.
"I'm going to the bathroom."
After buttoning up his clothes, Klein walked out of the reception room and happened to see Justice Audrey walk out of her office.
This noble lady was wearing a rather simple dress today. It was white with dark green embellishments. Her sleeves and collar were mainly frilly, and there were layers of laces that formed a bow-tie in front of her chest.
She didn't even wear any jewelry. She wore a belt that he couldn't tell if it was good or bad. Only her left arm had a slight bulge when the wind blew against her skin.
"Good morning, Miss Audrey." Klein made a surprised expression as though he had chanced upon her.
Audrey glanced at Dawn Dantès, who had white sideburns and a rather good-looking appearance.
She smiled and replied, "Good morning, Mr. Dantès."
She originally wanted to say "long time no see" in a slightly lighthearted manner to make fun of him for not coming to the bursary foundation for a few days after the establishment ceremony. However, considering that the two of them could only be considered acquaintances on the surface, she forcefully held back the corresponding words.
Klein rubbed his temples and shook his head with a bitter smile.
"I'm sorry I didn't come until today.
"I've been too busy recently. I can foresee that I'll be even busier in the future. I might have to make a trip to the Southern Continent to settle certain matters."
The reason why he specially came over to inform Miss Justice that he would be leaving Baekeland for a period of time was to show his sincerity. He hoped that this noble lady could help watch over the foundation and allow it to operate normally. To Klein, he sincerely hoped that the bursary foundation could help more poor people in need.
"To the Southern Continent?" Audrey could read Dawn Dantès's sincerity as she asked in surprise.
Klein smiled.
"For a business deal."
At that instant, the first thought that surfaced in Audrey's mind was: Which Sequence 5 is about to lose his life again?
Sensing that Miss Justice seemed to have made a bad association, Klein added, "I have a partnership with the military.
"We work with the military to sell some necessities."
What's the point of that? The identity of Dawn Dantès is used to gather military intelligence? Audrey was enlightened as she raised her right hand and tapped four times in a clockwise manner.
With a bright smile, she said, "May the Goddess bless you in everything."
After saying this out of habit, she realized that something was amiss. She was actually telling a Blessed of Mr. Fool that the Goddess bless him!
This is probably closer to a curse … Will Mr. German Sparrow be angry? No, he's actually a gentle person at heart, and I didn't have any ill intentions just now … After going to the Southern Continent and coming back, the one acting as Dawn Dantès should be another Blessed, right? Could it be a demigod? Audrey's thoughts unknowingly wandered.
Klein smiled helplessly as he drew the crimson moon on his chest.
"May the Goddess bless us."
And not send down divine punishment … he added inwardly.
Following that, he casually chatted as though he had really met her on the road.
"Did you go to school to promote it?"
"Yes." At the mention of this matter, Audrey's face seemed to glow. She was proud and happy that she had finally done something practical.
She nodded with a slight amount of force. Pity gradually appeared in her green eyes.
"I went to a few public elementary schools. Many of the children there are really pitiful. To save money, they bring their own black bread for lunch, along with a cup of water."
At this point, she looked up at Dawn Dantès and said with some embarrassment, "I know that they won't bring me to night school or Sunday school for the time being.
"I know that they won't take me to night school and Sunday school for the time being. They won't let me see anything worse.
"But I can imagine, I can imagine, just like those workers who enter a factory and can only live for a few years …"
This was something The World, German Sparrow, had once told her. It was the first time she knew the true situation of the bottom rungs of Baekeland. However, without seeing it with her own eyes, she could only rely on her imagination.
Klein sighed silently.
"It might be worse than you imagine.
"There's no rush. Once you show your abilities, abilities worthy of their trust, you will truly become one of them."
"Okay." Audrey nodded, as though she was already thinking of how to perform better.
Klein didn't continue the conversation. After all, this was only their third meeting. They had only exchanged a few words previously, so it was easy for others to suspect them if they chatted too much.
He pointed in the direction of the bathroom, apologized, and strode over to it.
Audrey looked at Dawn Dantès's back and fell silent for a few seconds.
She then muttered, "What would it be like if it's worse …"
…
After receiving Macht's invitation to the East Balam Military Veterans Clubhouse in the evening, Klein followed his plan and visited Dr. Allen Ceres at four in the afternoon.
"Mr. Dantès, your butler didn't tell me what's going on." As his wife was about a month away from giving birth, Dr. Allen had recently declined a lot of work and often stayed at home.
He was rather puzzled by the sudden visit from Dawn Dantès, who he wasn't too familiar with. Furthermore, he wasn't good at socializing, so after exchanging pleasantries, he directly asked a question.
Klein smiled and said, "It's this.
I might be making a trip to the Southern Continent. As you know, the weather there is hot and humid. There are all kinds of bugs and diseases. I wish to prepare some medicine ahead of time to prevent any accidents from happening. I wonder if you have any suggestions? I'm really ashamed. You're the only excellent doctor I know. "
Dr. Allen accepted his explanation and began thinking seriously before giving the name of the medicine.
Finally, Klein, who was filled with notes, found an excuse of having a stomachache and entered the washroom on the first floor.
The mirror suddenly darkened, as though it was enveloped by a thick shadow. And in the shadow, a black pram slowly approached. Inside was a blurry child wrapped in silver silk.
"What's the matter this time?" Will Auceptin asked in a clear voice.
Klein coughed dryly and forced a smile.
"You should have heard it. I'm heading to the Southern Continent.
"I don't wish to miss your birth, so I wanted to ask you which day you plan on having as your birthday?"
Will Auceptin sucked on his thumb.
"I don't know."
"Even angels can't control when they're born?" Klein asked in surprise.
Will Auceptin answered hesitantly, "You don't understand … I've already chosen three birthdays.
"You don't understand … I've already chosen three birthdays. They all have unique meanings in terms of fate, but I'm not sure yet. I'm still not sure. Maybe when the time comes, I'll know what to do."
This is a case of having difficulty choosing. He also has the strong aura of a charlatan … Klein clasped his hands and indiscernibly rubbed them.
"Then how do I learn of it in time and rush back to complete the transaction with you? Uh, that paper crane can no longer be used. "
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