Klein glanced at him and said

"I need your help with something."

"Need my help?" Leonard pointed to himself, and asked in amazement, "You mean Pallez, right?"

He didn't think he could help Klein, who had become a demigod.

"You are very clear about your position." Klein clicked his tongue, "However, this time I am indeed looking for you, mainly involving a few dreams."

"Dream..." Leonard was stunned, and then he said with a little doubt and amused, "Klein, you seem to have changed a bit, I mean, you have become more like before, and you are no longer always so gloomy. face."

Without waiting for Klein to respond, he straightened his slightly messy illusory hair, smiled and said

"That's pretty good. Well, I'm pretty good at dreams. Whose dreams are they?"

Klein replied calmly

"A Loen soldier from more than a hundred years ago, a noble from the fourth era, an ascetic monk from the third era, and an elf and a giant from the second era."

"What?" Leonard asked with green eyes in a daze, wondering if he had heard it wrong.

Not to mention the elves and giants of the second era, even the nobles of the fourth era have to choose a certain extraordinary path and become saints in order to survive until now!

Impossible, except for that Loen soldier, they are all angels, right? Entering the angel's dream... Still, let's find the old man... Leonard's thoughts froze in an instant, as if in a dream.

Klein glanced at Leonard, smiled and said, "Those targets are not demigods, they've only 'lived' until now because of certain influences, and this is exactly the secret I want to explore through dreams."

He deliberately puts the stress on the word "live".

Without waiting for Leonard to respond, Klein continued on his own: "That fourth-era nobleman is a member of the Zoroaster family. You may be able to use his dream to give Pallez Zoroast a look. Germany has a better understanding."

The old man's descendants... Leonard's heart moved, and he became more and more looking forward to the matter Klein proposed.

Although he got along quite happily with Pallez Zarathustra, and gradually gained some trust in this angel, he still had the most basic vigilance in his heart. After all, he was an outsider, and he still had live in his body.

"Don't mention this to Pallez Zoroaster for the time being." At this moment, Klein added another sentence.

In your perception, am I such an unreliable person? Leonard slandered, and responded angrily: "No need to remind."

Seeing that Leonard had agreed, Klein smiled and said, "Get me a few drops of blood when you go back. This is a necessary preparation for exploring the dream world."

He didn't specifically mention how to give him the blood. Anyway, Leonard has mastered at least two methods. One is to sacrifice to Mister Fool and ask him to bestow the "world", and the other is to summon the messenger with a mysterious origin. The blood was put in a vial and delivered with the letter.

"Blood..." Leonard subconsciously repeated the word.

In occultism, one's own blood is a very important and crucial thing, it is best not to give it to others lightly, otherwise one will not even know how to die, and sometimes, death is not the most terrible ending.

After a brief hesitation, Leonard nodded: "When will you start exploring?"

Klein replied preparedly: "Sunday night, close to midnight."

He wanted to give Miss Justice time to restrain her spirituality and master her abilities.

"Okay." Leonard didn't say any more.

Then, Klein seriously talked about the skills of speech, so that the poet classmate could deal with the old man after returning home.

After returning to the real world, Leonard was contemplating his language, and Pallez Zarathustra's slightly aged voice sounded in his mind: "What did your former colleague ask you for? Is there anything I can't explain in a letter?" clearly?" JrNovels.com