Then, under the watchful eyes of Allen and Verma, he scooped up a piece of ice cream with a silver spoon, smiled and teased the child: "Will, do you want to eat?

"Want to eat?"

Mrs. Wilma suddenly laughed and said, "We Will don't like to eat this."

As soon as she finished speaking, Klein stuffed the ice cream in the silver spoon into his mouth.

"Wow!"

The child in the stroller let out loud cries.

After a while of soothing, Alan Kress and Wilma Gladys finally calmed down the baby.

Phew... The tall and thin Allen breathed a sigh of relief, straightened his body, pushed his gold-rimmed glasses, nodded apologetically to the guest, and held back for a few seconds before organizing his words: "Sorry, children are like this."

"Yes." Klein responded with a smile, saying that he didn't mind at all.

Then, he changed the subject and continued to share what he had seen and heard in East and West Balam.

During this process, he once again used his extraordinary ability to make all the ordinary people in the living room fall into a hallucination. He picked up the unfinished ice cream and changed a silver spoon. Said: "Will, do you want to eat?"

Without waiting for the chubby guy wrapped in silver silk to respond, he said in a softer voice: "You are born now, you should be able to make origami cranes, so I don't have to visit often, you know, it's easy to attract Doubtful."

Will Auceptin Chris glared at him without answering.

Without flinching, Klein took a piece of good-quality white paper from the side and put it in the stroller.

Then he leaned over and scooped out a little ice cream with a silver spoon.

"All the gifts of fate have already been secretly priced, haven't they?" Klein said with a low smile as he moved the silver spoon in his hand.

Will, who was lying in the stroller, raised his left hand, wiped his tear-stained face, and muttered: "For Extraordinary people on the 'Destiny' path, they pay the things on the price list first, and then pay Waiting for the gift."

As he said that, the chubby baby grabbed the white paper, and with a little difficulty, he folded the paper crane with a faint sob.

Klein stood in front of the stroller, kept the silver spoon steady, and watched this scene with a smile.

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A carriage set off from Pinster Street, heading for St. Samuel's Church.

When passing by the house at No. 160 Boklund Street, Leonard Mitchell glanced there through the car window, and said as if talking to himself: "Dawn Dant�s is back too."

The slightly old voice immediately sounded in his mind: "Fate will eventually meet."

"Old man, after you wake up, you look more and more like a magic stick." Leonard couldn't help but mocked.

Pallez Zarathustra laughed twice, but did not respond.

After arriving at St. Samuel's Church, Leonard, led by a priest, entered the study of St. Anthony, Archbishop of Backlund.

Anthony Stevenson was wearing a reddish black robe, with deep eyes and a beardless face. Standing in the shadow created by the cabinet, he seemed to be watching all unknown existences in the depths of the darkness, which made people feel fear for no reason.

"Your Excellency the Archbishop, why did you summon me?" Although Leonard had expected it, he still bowed substandardly.

Anthony nodded lightly and said: "You have made enough contributions to apply to become a 'Spirit Witch' of Sequence 5, but your 'Requiemer' potion has not been fully digested, so I will send you from South I was drawn from the special team and assigned some tasks to you alone."

Leonard responded in accordance with the procedure: "Just tell me." JrNovels.com