Although he does not lack interest in those histories, time does not allow him to listen to the other party's long speeches here.

"It's enough." Klein smiled slightly. "I like equivalent exchange. I won't let you state without gain. When you have a chance in the future, you can use the corresponding history to exchange what you want from me."

"...Okay." Emlyn was still a little disappointed for a moment.

This is the first time he has the opportunity to tell other people the glory of the blood race.

Usually, in order to hide his identity, he can't show it off to humans, but inside the blood race, everyone knows what they need to know, and it's not his turn to be in charge of the education of newborns.

Klein didn't say any more, and resumed his condescending attitude: "Okay, you can go back."

A crimson light suddenly lit up in front of Emlyn White's eyes, quickly engulfing him.

After a short period of dizziness, he found himself still sitting in the moving rental carriage.

Immediately afterwards, he saw the illusory parchment, and gained the knowledge of how to pray to the "fool" for help through secret agreement rituals.

When I was free at noon, I returned home, and immediately held a ceremony, asking Mister Fool to relieve my psychological hint... Emlyn suddenly became agitated.

When the carriage arrived at the Harvest Church, he calmed down and paid the fare.

After entering the church and seeing Bishop Utravsky preaching to the few believers there, he was no longer as distressed as usual, and felt quite relieved.

In this state, he inexplicably thought of something:

Father Utravsky never seemed to stop me from finding a way to relieve the psychological suggestion... What was he thinking...

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East District, in a coffee shop with greasy tabletops.

Klein, who arrived at the scheduled time, was enjoying the oatmeal bread dipped in the stewed lamb broth with tender peas, while listening to the old Kohler talk about the news he had collected in the past week.

It is a pity that there is no information of great value in it.

After the other party finished speaking, Klein thought about it, took out another two-pound note, and pushed it over.

"You gave it to me just now!" Old Kohler was taken aback and waved his hand in astonishment.

Klein chuckled and said, "Within this week, I will go to the South for vacation. After a year of hard work, it's time for me to rest for a while.

"I may not be back until two or three weeks, so pay you the corresponding reward in advance, hehe, don't forget to help me collect information."

"Okay, okay!" Old Kohler took the banknotes happily and gratefully.

At this moment, he has already thought about how to spend the New Year.

He planned to buy the cured ham that he was reluctant to buy before, and use it to match his bread.

Can't wait... Thanks Detective Moriarty! He swallowed unconsciously.

Klein picked up his hat, thought it over and said, "You should be aware that the Eastern District has been a bit chaotic recently.

"Don't let yourself take risks just to inquire about the news. If you find something wrong, hide immediately and don't get involved."

The things surrounding Prince Edsac made him quite worried, so he wanted to remind the old Kohler.

"I understand." Old Kohler patted his chest and said, "I'm very timid, I won't take risks." JrNovels.com