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Klein, who was sitting in the easy chair, saw ripples like water waves overflowing from the surface of the full-length mirror, and streaks of silver light rose up.

Silver words take shape one after the other to form a sentence

"Great master, your little servant Arrodes has followed your instructions, warned the demigod of the 'thief' path, and gave her a small punishment."

she? When Klein was chewing on the personal pronouns used by Arrods, the mirror sparkled, reflecting a scene

The silver lightning struck fiercely, and the gray mouse twitched and fell down.

This is...too weak, right? Klein suddenly realized that the state of this demigod might be worse than he imagined.

"Are you satisfied with my handling?" The silver line squirmed quickly and turned into a question.

"Not bad." Klein nodded lightly.

Considering the state of that demigod, he paused for a second and tentatively asked

"Why don't you just kill her?"

Arrods outlined one silver word after another on the surface of the mirror

"If you can't guarantee that you can kill the demigod target, it's best not to push them into a corner.

"Once they no longer suppress and completely give up on themselves, they will mutate into incomplete mythical creatures that lose their minds.

"A lot of the time, they're not in the right shape, they're struggling to exert their strength because they're fighting a tendency to get out of control.

"I, my body is not here, so I can only be a small punishment."

At the same time as the last line of words stood out, the water light on the full-length mirror flickered twice, and Klein suddenly had the feeling that some kind of creature was looking at him eagerly.

He didn't respond in this regard, nodded and said

"That's all for today. If there's anything else, I'll call you again."

"Okay, master~" The mirror immediately reflected a stick figure expression of waving hands.

After tidying up the room, Klein finished his afternoon nap, opened the door and walked out of the master bedroom.

Not long after, Walter, the butler wearing white gloves, came to the third floor, entered the semi-open room with a large balcony, and said to his employer, Dawn Dant�s,

"Sir, the church has sent a letter inviting you to serve as a council member of the 'Luen Charity and Student Fund'. You can choose to work in it directly, with a not-so-meager salary, or just treat it as a Honorary titles, only participate in discussions and votes when there are important matters."

The church is very efficient, and it has already set up a shelf... Klein thought about it, and felt that since he had already donated more than ten thousand pounds, there was no need to receive a salary. It would be better to do things thoroughly, so he considered open the way

"As an honorary title, but I hope to occasionally participate in the actual operation of the fund, and contribute to its promotion and help more people."

"I will convey your thoughts to the church." Walter responded earnestly, "If you have no other questions or other matters, it is best to witness the official establishment of this fund on Wednesday morning."

Klein picked up the bone china cup and drank the black tea

"good."

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