Chapter: 2583
��After knowing that Ms. "Magician" met Zaratul's secret puppet, how could Klein meet her with confidence and boldly, and take her on a "travel"?
Now, he is convinced that Zaratul was attracted by the Abraham Family Sealed Artifact or the "Saint of Secrets" Botis, and a small Sequence 6 of the "magician" was not noticed at all, and it was not exposed.
A few minutes later, Forsi finished writing, and used a sticky herbal powder that she carried with her as a paste to seal the opening and affix the stamp.
"Now, just put it in the mailbox?" Forsi glanced at the surface of the envelope with the teacher's address and real name written on it, and asked a little hesitantly.
She thinks that this matter still has to be done by herself and cannot be handed over to the "world", otherwise it may bring danger to the teacher.
Of course, if Gehrman Sparrow insisted, Fors felt that she had no choice. Even if she tore up the letter and ate it, there was still a possibility of being hypnotized and psychic.
Klein nodded invisibly: "Come back here after voting."
Huh... Fors let out a long sigh of relief, turned around, trotted towards the street, and found the mailbox.
After finishing all this and returning to the dark alley, without waiting for Gehrman Sparrow to speak, she handed over the pen and the remaining two stamps, and said very quickly: "One stamp enough."
Klein glanced at Miss "Magician", took the stamp and pen, and said in a flat tone: "This shows that your teacher lives no more than 100 kilometers away from Backlund."
"..." Forsi's expression froze.
What's this? I also know that your teacher lives in Pritz Harbor, and there is a high probability that he has not moved away... As for why I gave you three stamps, of course it was on purpose... Klein muttered something in his heart, walked a few steps, and came to In front of Miss "Magician".
He then stretched out his left palm wearing a transparent glove, and grabbed the shoulder of the lady opposite.
"Magician" Fors lowered her head unconsciously.
The surrounding color blocks suddenly became thicker, layered together, and countless figures that were difficult to describe in specific shapes flashed quickly.
When the things and colors seen by the eyes returned to normal, Forsi raised her head reflexively, and was about to say thank you.
However, Gehrman Sparrow had disappeared!
Forsi looked around in a little daze, and found herself standing in an empty corner, with a door in front of it, and there was noise and the smell of wine pouring in from outside the door.
Fors pulled the cloak, walked out of the door with a bit of timidity of a stranger, and saw many men dressed as pirates.
They had short knives on their waists, pistols on their backs, and were drinking spirits. They were discussing with great interest who was stronger and who was weaker in the fleets of Fusac and Loen. Many gorgeously dressed women mixed among them, like a Only dancing butterflies.
Wearing a Backlund-style long woolen skirt and a dark cloak, with long and slightly curly brown hair, Fors, who has a somewhat mature temperament but a timid expression, is like a lamb breaking into a pack of wolves. Such incongruity and conspicuousness quickly attracted one eye after another.
The words those people spoke to her felt vaguely familiar to her, as if they were a branch of a language she had learned, but she still couldn't understand them for a short time.
Where am I, what am I doing, who are they... While Forsi was at a loss, a man with a big waist squeezed over and said in a rather jerky Loen language: "10 soli, one night!"
... Forsi is also a person who has been in many circles of Beyonders. Although she doesn't know where this is, she is very clear about what happened to her. The light in her eyes is strangely concentrated, flashing one after another, and finally freezes in one place.
An indescribable majesty radiated from her, making the people around subconsciously avoid her gaze.
This is the "authority" of the "judge" and a qualitative change in the ability of the "arbitrator".
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The Wild Sea, Theros Isle.
Danitz hid in the shadows, carefully and intently monitoring the intelligence dealer Buzz.
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Now, he is convinced that Zaratul was attracted by the Abraham Family Sealed Artifact or the "Saint of Secrets" Botis, and a small Sequence 6 of the "magician" was not noticed at all, and it was not exposed.
A few minutes later, Forsi finished writing, and used a sticky herbal powder that she carried with her as a paste to seal the opening and affix the stamp.
"Now, just put it in the mailbox?" Forsi glanced at the surface of the envelope with the teacher's address and real name written on it, and asked a little hesitantly.
She thinks that this matter still has to be done by herself and cannot be handed over to the "world", otherwise it may bring danger to the teacher.
Of course, if Gehrman Sparrow insisted, Fors felt that she had no choice. Even if she tore up the letter and ate it, there was still a possibility of being hypnotized and psychic.
Klein nodded invisibly: "Come back here after voting."
Huh... Fors let out a long sigh of relief, turned around, trotted towards the street, and found the mailbox.
After finishing all this and returning to the dark alley, without waiting for Gehrman Sparrow to speak, she handed over the pen and the remaining two stamps, and said very quickly: "One stamp enough."
Klein glanced at Miss "Magician", took the stamp and pen, and said in a flat tone: "This shows that your teacher lives no more than 100 kilometers away from Backlund."
"..." Forsi's expression froze.
What's this? I also know that your teacher lives in Pritz Harbor, and there is a high probability that he has not moved away... As for why I gave you three stamps, of course it was on purpose... Klein muttered something in his heart, walked a few steps, and came to In front of Miss "Magician".
He then stretched out his left palm wearing a transparent glove, and grabbed the shoulder of the lady opposite.
"Magician" Fors lowered her head unconsciously.
The surrounding color blocks suddenly became thicker, layered together, and countless figures that were difficult to describe in specific shapes flashed quickly.
When the things and colors seen by the eyes returned to normal, Forsi raised her head reflexively, and was about to say thank you.
However, Gehrman Sparrow had disappeared!
Forsi looked around in a little daze, and found herself standing in an empty corner, with a door in front of it, and there was noise and the smell of wine pouring in from outside the door.
Fors pulled the cloak, walked out of the door with a bit of timidity of a stranger, and saw many men dressed as pirates.
They had short knives on their waists, pistols on their backs, and were drinking spirits. They were discussing with great interest who was stronger and who was weaker in the fleets of Fusac and Loen. Many gorgeously dressed women mixed among them, like a Only dancing butterflies.
Wearing a Backlund-style long woolen skirt and a dark cloak, with long and slightly curly brown hair, Fors, who has a somewhat mature temperament but a timid expression, is like a lamb breaking into a pack of wolves. Such incongruity and conspicuousness quickly attracted one eye after another.
The words those people spoke to her felt vaguely familiar to her, as if they were a branch of a language she had learned, but she still couldn't understand them for a short time.
Where am I, what am I doing, who are they... While Forsi was at a loss, a man with a big waist squeezed over and said in a rather jerky Loen language: "10 soli, one night!"
... Forsi is also a person who has been in many circles of Beyonders. Although she doesn't know where this is, she is very clear about what happened to her. The light in her eyes is strangely concentrated, flashing one after another, and finally freezes in one place.
An indescribable majesty radiated from her, making the people around subconsciously avoid her gaze.
This is the "authority" of the "judge" and a qualitative change in the ability of the "arbitrator".
����
The Wild Sea, Theros Isle.
Danitz hid in the shadows, carefully and intently monitoring the intelligence dealer Buzz.
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