Because Senior is just a secret puppet, Klein wasn't worried about accidentally letting him catch the black sticky thing, took a look at it, and stuffed it into his clothes pocket.

Triss was silent for a few seconds, bit her lower lip and said, "If I need some help, how can I contact you?"

This is a problem... Klein really wants the other party to directly summon Miss Messenger Reinette Tinekerr. Anyway, after Trissy just inquires about the recent situation of "Admiral of Blood", she will be able to know what is behind this resentful soul. Hiding Gehrman Sparrow, this is something that cannot be concealed.

After thinking about it for a few seconds, he still decided to be more cautious, thinking that it would not be too late to change the contact information after Triss really found out.

After all, this is not a trustworthy person... She may indeed have sincere intentions to avenge Prince Edsac, but most of them also have other purposes, for example, to avenge herself too... Klein asked Senior to look around A circle said: "This sewer hides a lot of secrets, I come here often, you can leave the help you need here in text.

"If it's urgent and you don't have time to do it, you can contact the person just now and ask him to leave a message here."

Triss nodded slowly: "Okay."

Seeing that the communication was almost done, Klein was about to let Secret Puppet Senor leave.

At this time, his "eyes" swept over Triss's hands, and found that the sapphire ring comparable to a "0"-level sealed item was gone!

I noticed it just now. I thought she had changed her finger and worn it on her head, but it turned out to be gone... It seems that she was able to escape Prince Edsack's Red Rose Manor and get rid of Ince. The control of Zangwill and "0-08" also paid a big price! The imprint left by the "prime witch" on her also disappeared? Klein thought for a while, and made "Admiral of Blood" Senior laugh and said, "There is one more thing.

"Which evil god did you sell your soul to?"

Triss took a deep look at the middle-aged man in front of her and said, "The original witch."

...Didn't you want to get rid of that weird state at the beginning? Don't you want to be less and less like yourself? How did you turn your back on it? Don't you know that they changed your name to Trischik with the intention of making you a container of the "Original Witch"? No, she really didn't know, she didn't even understand the meaning of the title Chick... She tried her best to escape from her fate, but she went one step further into her fate... At this moment, Klein was inexplicably afraid of fate and God.

He barely made Senior laugh and said, "It's hard for me to believe that you answered so easily."

Trissy's eyes were a little clouded, and she laughed at herself: "Because this is a problem for me, not a secret.

"If one more person knows, maybe there will be more hope of solving the problem. Even if this hope is very slim, it is better than nothing."

While solving the problem, there is a high probability that it will also solve you... Klein didn't say much, but thought for a while and said, "When you get close to Viscount Stratford and those guys hiding behind the scenes, pay attention to whether you often encounter A coincidence."

The deeper the investigation into the Great Smog Incident in Backlund, the more likely it will be noticed by Ince Zangwill and "0-08"!

"Coincidence..." Triss froze for a moment and repeated the word.

At this moment, she recalled the coincidences she encountered in the Red Rose Manor.

While her thoughts were racing, she suddenly raised her head and looked towards the opposite side, only to find that the "Admiral of Blood" Senor, who was wearing a dark red coat and an old triangular hat, had long since disappeared.

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The next morning, Klein got up on time, and with the help of his valet Richardson, he put on his coat.

As soon as he came to the restaurant, he saw Walter standing at the door, waiting respectfully.

"Sir, your arrangement today is mainly to go to Macht's house for afternoon tea." Walter dutifully reminded the employer.

He was rigid, serious, and meticulous. He was no different from usual, and he couldn't tell that he had been in the sewer in the middle of the night last night.

Klein nodded with a smile, and said as if nothing had happened, "I haven't forgotten."

He immediately entered the restaurant and began to enjoy some delicate but repetitive food.

The variety of breakfast is not rich enough... Klein concentrated on eating, put down the knife and fork, and sighed: "I miss my hometown a little bit, let the chef prepare a Dixie pie tomorrow."

"Yes, sir, I should have thought of this sooner." The housekeeper Tanya responded apologetically. JrNovels.com