I'm sorry, I really don't remember, how could the original owner have the money to go to the East Balam restaurant when he was in college? Even if Welch and the others treated them, he would refuse such a relatively luxurious place... Klein pressed his hat and followed Ah Zik returned to the three-story graystone building of the History Department.

After walking a few steps, Azik suddenly said again: "I'm done with school work, and I'm going to usher in my summer vacation. You can come to my house as a guest, or write to me."

Klein nodded and casually chatted, "Mr. Ards, I thought you would go to Disi Bay for vacation."

"No, it's too hot in the south now. I don't like the so-called sunbathing. Look at my complexion, I get tanned easily. In comparison, I'd rather go to Cold Winter County, to the north of the Feysac Empire. , skiing, watching the scenery, and fishing for seals." Azik with bronze skin replied with a smile.

I also think... The newly recruited Nighthawk Klein showed envy.

After lunch, when he returned home, he took a nap and began to review and study the advanced knowledge of spells and amulets, hoping to master them as soon as possible and make products that could barely be used in combat and initially help himself.

A few minutes before three o'clock in the afternoon, Klein packed up his belongings and sealed the bedroom with a spiritual wall.

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Above the gray mist, in the majestic temple, the ancient and mottled bronze long table was quietly placed.

Klein, who was shrouded in a thick gray-white mist, sat upright, watching the still indistinct Justice and the Hanged Man appear at their fixed seats.

Hey, Miss Justice's mood is not stable, worried, restless, and confused... Klein, who had already activated his Spirit Vision, noticed the abnormality of the only female member of the Tarot Society with just a glance.

Audrey Hall's current mood cannot be described in words. Susie's sudden speaking gave her an extremely strong shock.

In her vision, the future development should be a great detective or a well-known psychiatrist, Miss Audrey, with her assistant, Susie, a big dog. ,some��

No, not some, that was very strange and overwhelming! Audrey sat up straight suddenly, and wanted to ask Mister Fool and the Hanged Man for advice.

When she reached the point of her mouth, she suddenly swallowed it back: "Uh, how should I ask this? What should I do if my pet is abnormal?"

"How do you get along with a pet that has a good IQ and can talk?"

"No, no, no, this is the Tarot Club, not the pet raising experience sharing session. I bet, if I really ask that, my good image in the eyes of Mr. Fool and the Hanged Man will be shattered!"

Audrey's thoughts changed sharply, and she finally organized her words: "Dear Mr. Fool, Mr. Hanged Man who always helps me, I have a question to ask, what can a pet with extraordinary power do to help the owner?" ? Simply put, what can it do?"

After finishing speaking, she found that Mister Fool and the Hanged Man fell silent at the same time, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little weird.

Hey, hey, talk, don't look at me like that, I didn't do anything! Really, I asked for my friend! Audrey was so ashamed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

She deeply regretted why she asked such a question.

Combined with Miss Justice's previous question about what would happen to ordinary animals if they took the sequence potion, did she let the potion she prepared be shared by her pets? This is really something that Miss Justice can do... With such members, the boss of my "cult" organization always feels chilly... Klein raised his right hand, pressed it against his forehead, squeezed it twice, and did not answer.

Alger Wilson the Hanged Man was silent for more than ten seconds, and replied in a slightly weird tone: "It depends on what kind of extraordinary ability the pet has. For example, if it is a 'spectator', then it can replace you in a certain Observe and eavesdrop on some occasions, you know, people are wary of their own kind, but it's unlikely to suspect a pet of eavesdropping, even if the pet is squatting at his feet."

Makes sense! Many times, when Dad discusses important matters with other nobles, councilors, and ministers, he will avoid me and lock the door of the study, but as long as Susie can escape the initial cleanup, she will not be driven away... and those Ladies and ladies, they also like to communicate in small circles in private... Audrey's eyes lit up when she heard it, and she immediately imagined:

And now that Susie can talk, she can tell me directly what she heard...Susie is awesome! I want to treat you well, I want to teach you to recognize words and standard pronunciation...

Uh, is it to teach Susie the aristocratic pronunciation, or the normal Backlund accent, will it be heard when it goes out to greet other dogs in the future, wait, why should I consider this? It communicates with other dogs without using human language...

Wait a minute, Mr. Hanged Man, why did you just use "audience" as an example?

Could it be, did you all guess what?

Audrey's complexion changed, she sat up straight again, and said with a smile: "Mr. Fool, I found another page of Emperor Roselle's diary."

This was obtained from Fors Wall. JrNovels.com