After looking at the short line of text, Leonard put down the pen and folded the letter paper.

Soon, he prepared the ceremony of summoning the messenger, lit the candle, took a step back, and whispered in ancient Hermes: "I!

"I summon in my name: "The spirit wandering in the emptiness, the friendly creature that can be driven, the messenger that belongs exclusively to Gehrman Sparrow. "

Inside the room, the sound of the wind suddenly sounded, and it suddenly became intense.

The flame of the candle swelled and turned pale, and a bright-looking head with blond hair and red eyes emerged from it.

Leonard raised his eyebrows, and was about to speak, but saw that behind the head was not a complete neck, but a hand pulling the hair.

Reinette Tinekerr, who was wearing a gloomy and complicated long dress, walked out quickly, and the four heads in her hands turned at the same time, looked at Leonard Mitchell, and said one by one: "Yes..." "You..." "Want to..." "Send a letter?"

This spirit world creature looks very powerful... Is this the benefit Klein got from joining that secret organization? Leonard nodded while thinking, "Yes."

Reinette Tinekerr held the four heads in her hands and said again: "You..." "Need..." "Give..." "One..." "Gold coins."

a gold coin? The messengers of the mysterious world also charge money? Leonard was quite stunned, but he didn't know how to react, so he could only reach into his pocket and took out a gold coin.

It was only then that Reinette Tinekerr raised the heads of the two blondes and red eyes, biting the letter paper and the gold coin respectively.

Then, she stepped into the void and disappeared.

When the candlelight returned to normal, Leonard laughed and whispered, "Strange messenger..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the slightly aged voice of Pales Zarathustra echoed in his mind: "You, it's best not to speak ill of him behind his back."

... He? The old man called a messenger Him? A messenger is he? Leonard's eyes suddenly widened.

Pallez coughed lightly and said, "His state is very strange, not much better than mine.

"In short, the organization that believes in 'The Fool' is more, more... Well, when you contact or cooperate with Klein Moretti, you have to be more careful than I imagined."

After finishing speaking, the parasite fell into silence and didn't speak again for a long time.

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"Leonard wants to use the mission to leave Backlund and get rid of Amon's threat? Is this the way his grandfather came up with? Isn't this too cowardly?" Klein who received the letter glanced at the content and said silently. I said a few words.

He began to seriously consider how he should use the arms deal as an excuse to leave Backlund for a period of time as soon as possible.

After thinking about it for a while, Klein, who already had a corresponding plan, sorted out his thoughts smoothly, and determined the next few things to do.

Snapped! He shook the letter paper with his right hand, and in the rising crimson flame, he looked up at Reinette Tinekerr opposite, and was about to take out a Loen gold coin from his pocket to pay for the postage.

However, Miss Messenger has already left, and there is no "person" opposite him.

"No more money?" Klein was taken aback for a moment, and then had various associations, wondering if Reinette Tinekerr, who habitually took gold coins from non-contractors, took the initiative to ask for postage.

Maybe Miss Messenger didn't say anything, just looked at Leonard with four heads and eight eyes at the same time, waiting for him to pay the gold coins, but this guy couldn't comprehend at all, and tried to forcefully end the summoning, but was pinched and broke his neck... Ke Ryan hissed, and took advantage of the opportunity to do a divination with the gold coin he just took out, and got the result that Leonard Mitchell was alive and well.

He breathed a sigh of relief, put away the gold coins, and called out the door: "Richardson."

The door of the half-open room opened back without any movement, and his valet Richardson walked in quickly and asked respectfully, "Sir, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Mr. Housekeeper, please come over here." Klein ordered and sighed in his heart. He was really corrupted by the extravagant life. Even if he was looking for someone at home, he would not move half a step, and he would do it through the personal servant.

Well, this is the need for acting... he said silently to himself. JrNovels.com