Chapter: 172
He had no past needs for the time being, so he walked out of the underground trading market with Old Neil.
"How much do these elves cost?"
Suddenly, a voice of inquiry reached Klein's ears.
Fairy flower... This is also the recipe material for the "spectator" potion... Klein's heart moved, he glanced sideways, and saw the gentle man with gold-rimmed eyes again.
"What's the matter?" Old Neil asked slightly puzzled.
"Nothing." Klein withdrew his gaze.
Although he is an associate member of the Nighthawks team, he does not feel that all Extraordinary beings must be absorbed and imprisoned. He believes that this must depend on the situation. Among them, the "audience" is definitely not harmful to the society, the kingdom, or the world type, and the possibility of Sequence 9 getting out of control is also very low.
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After leaving the Dragon Bar, Klein and Old Neil left the dock area in a public carriage, and then separated in the North District, returning to their respective homes.
The public carriage drove into Narcissus Street and stopped on the side of the road. Klein was about to go down when he suddenly saw a young lady in a long gray dress about to come up.
This lady has smooth black hair, a round face, and slender eyes. The facial features are not outstanding separately, but when combined, they have a gentle and sweet feeling.
Klein didn't pay attention to her because of her beauty, but noticed that her body was shaking slightly, which was not normal.
"Miss, are you not feeling well?" Klein asked with the mentality of being a good person and a good deed.
The young woman shook her head violently: "No, I, I'm just too tired."
At this time, the people who got out of the car behind began to urge him, so Klein had no choice but to leave first.
He didn't pay attention to what happened just now until he got a firm foothold, so he pinched the center of his eyebrows with his fingers twice, intending to confirm that the lady was really okay.
If the other person does have a serious, imminent illness, he will help take it to the hospital.
"Spiritual Vision" was activated, and the color of the aura emerged. Klein turned around, ready to look at the gentle and sweet young lady.
Da da da.
The horse's hooves moved forward, the wheels rolled, and Klein, who turned on "Spiritual Vision" and turned around to look around, failed to see the gentle and sweet young lady as he wished. His eyes were filled with the scene of the brown box moving forward.
At this time, all the passengers who were going to take the public carriage at this station had all boarded, and the doors were tightly closed, and they gradually moved away.
In the carriage, twenty or thirty human beings are too close to each other, and their auras overlap and cover each other. In Klein's eyes, they are so colorful and brilliant that it is hard to distinguish them.
He silently shook his head, raised his hand and tapped the center of his brows, and turned off his "spiritual vision".
For him, just now is a simple feeling of helping if he can, but if he has missed it and the situation is not particularly clear, then there is no need to always worry about it and delay his own affairs.
Bathed in the crimson moonlight, Klein strolled back home along the still lively Narcissus Street at this time, and saw Melissa sitting at the dining table, immersing herself in the exercises assigned by the school by the bright gas lamp.
She nibbled on the barrel of the pen, frowning slightly, thinking hard.
"Where's Benson?" Klein asked casually.
"Ah..." Melissa raised her head, and said in a daze for a few seconds, "He said that today he went around several districts and was sweating all over from exhaustion. He needs to take a good bath and relax."
"Okay." Klein laughed, and suddenly found that Melissa was wearing a long dress that he had never seen before.
It is off-white as a whole, with fashionable leg of lamb sleeves, and tulle ruffles inlaid on the neckline and placket edge. In addition, there is no too cumbersome design, and it is a light daily type. The sense of youth is perfectly brought out. JrNovels.com
"How much do these elves cost?"
Suddenly, a voice of inquiry reached Klein's ears.
Fairy flower... This is also the recipe material for the "spectator" potion... Klein's heart moved, he glanced sideways, and saw the gentle man with gold-rimmed eyes again.
"What's the matter?" Old Neil asked slightly puzzled.
"Nothing." Klein withdrew his gaze.
Although he is an associate member of the Nighthawks team, he does not feel that all Extraordinary beings must be absorbed and imprisoned. He believes that this must depend on the situation. Among them, the "audience" is definitely not harmful to the society, the kingdom, or the world type, and the possibility of Sequence 9 getting out of control is also very low.
����
After leaving the Dragon Bar, Klein and Old Neil left the dock area in a public carriage, and then separated in the North District, returning to their respective homes.
The public carriage drove into Narcissus Street and stopped on the side of the road. Klein was about to go down when he suddenly saw a young lady in a long gray dress about to come up.
This lady has smooth black hair, a round face, and slender eyes. The facial features are not outstanding separately, but when combined, they have a gentle and sweet feeling.
Klein didn't pay attention to her because of her beauty, but noticed that her body was shaking slightly, which was not normal.
"Miss, are you not feeling well?" Klein asked with the mentality of being a good person and a good deed.
The young woman shook her head violently: "No, I, I'm just too tired."
At this time, the people who got out of the car behind began to urge him, so Klein had no choice but to leave first.
He didn't pay attention to what happened just now until he got a firm foothold, so he pinched the center of his eyebrows with his fingers twice, intending to confirm that the lady was really okay.
If the other person does have a serious, imminent illness, he will help take it to the hospital.
"Spiritual Vision" was activated, and the color of the aura emerged. Klein turned around, ready to look at the gentle and sweet young lady.
Da da da.
The horse's hooves moved forward, the wheels rolled, and Klein, who turned on "Spiritual Vision" and turned around to look around, failed to see the gentle and sweet young lady as he wished. His eyes were filled with the scene of the brown box moving forward.
At this time, all the passengers who were going to take the public carriage at this station had all boarded, and the doors were tightly closed, and they gradually moved away.
In the carriage, twenty or thirty human beings are too close to each other, and their auras overlap and cover each other. In Klein's eyes, they are so colorful and brilliant that it is hard to distinguish them.
He silently shook his head, raised his hand and tapped the center of his brows, and turned off his "spiritual vision".
For him, just now is a simple feeling of helping if he can, but if he has missed it and the situation is not particularly clear, then there is no need to always worry about it and delay his own affairs.
Bathed in the crimson moonlight, Klein strolled back home along the still lively Narcissus Street at this time, and saw Melissa sitting at the dining table, immersing herself in the exercises assigned by the school by the bright gas lamp.
She nibbled on the barrel of the pen, frowning slightly, thinking hard.
"Where's Benson?" Klein asked casually.
"Ah..." Melissa raised her head, and said in a daze for a few seconds, "He said that today he went around several districts and was sweating all over from exhaustion. He needs to take a good bath and relax."
"Okay." Klein laughed, and suddenly found that Melissa was wearing a long dress that he had never seen before.
It is off-white as a whole, with fashionable leg of lamb sleeves, and tulle ruffles inlaid on the neckline and placket edge. In addition, there is no too cumbersome design, and it is a light daily type. The sense of youth is perfectly brought out. JrNovels.com
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