Chapter: 1481
After pondering for a while, Klein turned the manifested scene into a stream of light, and threw it into the crimson star that symbolizes Miss "Magician".
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Backlund, Jorwood District.
Forsi received the reply from Mister "World", and was taken aback for a while.
"Is that the senior spy of Fusac and Intis?" She murmured to herself in astonishment, believing that the materials she had provided could not draw such a conclusion at all!
However, she soon felt relieved, thinking that the reason why Mister "World" suspected that there was an anomaly in Williams Street was precisely because he had received the corresponding high-level spy information. can draw conclusions.
Deliver the news to the Church of Evernight and the Church of Steam? Isn't this just a euphemism for reporting... It's a pity that you can't watch from the sidelines, otherwise you can definitely see a good show... Forsi is no stranger to reporting, after all, her roommate and friend is a bounty hunter.
She quickly came up with an idea and decided to hand over the matter of reporting to the experienced Hugh.
When she left the bedroom, she saw Xio sitting on the sofa, leaning forward to flip through the target document, raising her hand from time to time to grab the messy yellow hair, looking very serious.
Forsi picked up a decorative item, moved closer to the sofa, and handed it over: "Come, eat a piece of cake."
Xio glanced at the cake smeared with cream, her thoughts were not distracted, and she raised her palm to grab it.
At this time, Forsi turned her wrist, and the cake in her palm had turned into a golden cloth flower.
"Surprise?" she asked with a smile.
Xio couldn't help but roll his eyes and said, "Stop your performance, I hope it's food."
"Okay, I have something to entrust to you, 70 pounds." Forsi smiled and sat down.
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After initially dealing with the matter of good and evil spirits, Klein returned to the real world, and held a ceremony by the way, bringing the radio receiver that had been placed on the gray fog for several days back to the master bedroom of the first-class cabin.
He lay down on the bed and regained his energy through meditation until he was woken up by the sound of rattling.
When Klein opened his eyes, the crimson moonlight outside the window had already shone in, covering the dim room like a gauze, covering the wireless telegraph that was spitting out illusory white paper on the desk.
This really feels like a ghost horror movie... It's a pity that it is connected to a magic mirror with no morals and no lower limit... Klein turned over and sat up, walked over, and saw lines of Loen text appearing on the illusory white paper: "A great existence above the spirit world, your loyal servant Arrods has arrived and greets you.
"Do you have something to test me?"
Look, look, this is called talking! This is called professional! At this moment, Klein really wanted to bring in the fat pharmacist Darkwill to experience the speaking art of the magic mirror.
Obviously, I had something to ask it, but it turned out that I was taking the test, and there was a question attached... Klein controlled the upturn of the corner of his mouth, and replied in a low voice: "Yes."
"Tell me, the ignorant and shallow Arrods is ready." Amidst the rattling voice, not only Loen words appeared on the illusory white paper, but also a flattering smiling face appeared.
This is already the prototype of the kaomoji... This guy has evolved so fast... Klein asked directly: "Where can I get a magical item that can steal other people's extraordinary abilities?"
The sound of da da da was suddenly intense, and pictures quickly appeared on the illusory white paper, as real as a screenshot of a movie.
Inside, there is the Chanis Gate at the bottom of St. Serena Church in Tingen, which Klein is familiar with. There is the handsome poet Leonard Mitchell with black hair and blue eyes. There is a middle-aged man sitting on the sofa and looking at the noble lady opposite with a smile. Man, there is a proud girl wandering in the dark sewer...
There are twelve pictures in total, and at the end is a line of Loen text: "These are the types that you can easily or conveniently obtain, and there are many others, but they are either complicated and troublesome, or involve a high level, and I can't see them." clear."
Not bad, you know how to help me take the initiative to screen... This is simply the fantasy version of the mysterious version of the smart version of Google... Klein nodded slightly, knowing the answer and said: "It's your turn to ask questions."
"You have already answered." Amidst the clicking sound, Arrods, the magic mirror's unsurprising answer, appeared on the illusory white paper. JrNovels.com
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Backlund, Jorwood District.
Forsi received the reply from Mister "World", and was taken aback for a while.
"Is that the senior spy of Fusac and Intis?" She murmured to herself in astonishment, believing that the materials she had provided could not draw such a conclusion at all!
However, she soon felt relieved, thinking that the reason why Mister "World" suspected that there was an anomaly in Williams Street was precisely because he had received the corresponding high-level spy information. can draw conclusions.
Deliver the news to the Church of Evernight and the Church of Steam? Isn't this just a euphemism for reporting... It's a pity that you can't watch from the sidelines, otherwise you can definitely see a good show... Forsi is no stranger to reporting, after all, her roommate and friend is a bounty hunter.
She quickly came up with an idea and decided to hand over the matter of reporting to the experienced Hugh.
When she left the bedroom, she saw Xio sitting on the sofa, leaning forward to flip through the target document, raising her hand from time to time to grab the messy yellow hair, looking very serious.
Forsi picked up a decorative item, moved closer to the sofa, and handed it over: "Come, eat a piece of cake."
Xio glanced at the cake smeared with cream, her thoughts were not distracted, and she raised her palm to grab it.
At this time, Forsi turned her wrist, and the cake in her palm had turned into a golden cloth flower.
"Surprise?" she asked with a smile.
Xio couldn't help but roll his eyes and said, "Stop your performance, I hope it's food."
"Okay, I have something to entrust to you, 70 pounds." Forsi smiled and sat down.
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After initially dealing with the matter of good and evil spirits, Klein returned to the real world, and held a ceremony by the way, bringing the radio receiver that had been placed on the gray fog for several days back to the master bedroom of the first-class cabin.
He lay down on the bed and regained his energy through meditation until he was woken up by the sound of rattling.
When Klein opened his eyes, the crimson moonlight outside the window had already shone in, covering the dim room like a gauze, covering the wireless telegraph that was spitting out illusory white paper on the desk.
This really feels like a ghost horror movie... It's a pity that it is connected to a magic mirror with no morals and no lower limit... Klein turned over and sat up, walked over, and saw lines of Loen text appearing on the illusory white paper: "A great existence above the spirit world, your loyal servant Arrods has arrived and greets you.
"Do you have something to test me?"
Look, look, this is called talking! This is called professional! At this moment, Klein really wanted to bring in the fat pharmacist Darkwill to experience the speaking art of the magic mirror.
Obviously, I had something to ask it, but it turned out that I was taking the test, and there was a question attached... Klein controlled the upturn of the corner of his mouth, and replied in a low voice: "Yes."
"Tell me, the ignorant and shallow Arrods is ready." Amidst the rattling voice, not only Loen words appeared on the illusory white paper, but also a flattering smiling face appeared.
This is already the prototype of the kaomoji... This guy has evolved so fast... Klein asked directly: "Where can I get a magical item that can steal other people's extraordinary abilities?"
The sound of da da da was suddenly intense, and pictures quickly appeared on the illusory white paper, as real as a screenshot of a movie.
Inside, there is the Chanis Gate at the bottom of St. Serena Church in Tingen, which Klein is familiar with. There is the handsome poet Leonard Mitchell with black hair and blue eyes. There is a middle-aged man sitting on the sofa and looking at the noble lady opposite with a smile. Man, there is a proud girl wandering in the dark sewer...
There are twelve pictures in total, and at the end is a line of Loen text: "These are the types that you can easily or conveniently obtain, and there are many others, but they are either complicated and troublesome, or involve a high level, and I can't see them." clear."
Not bad, you know how to help me take the initiative to screen... This is simply the fantasy version of the mysterious version of the smart version of Google... Klein nodded slightly, knowing the answer and said: "It's your turn to ask questions."
"You have already answered." Amidst the clicking sound, Arrods, the magic mirror's unsurprising answer, appeared on the illusory white paper. JrNovels.com
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