Chapter: 3091

For Klein, this was also a surprise, and he decided to use the body of the gold coin instead of its historical projection in the future.

After taking back the gold coins, Klein wrote a reply letter to Ms. "The Hermit", and handed it to the other party through Reinette Tinekerr.

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After giving Gehrman Sparrow's courier another gold coin, "Admiral of the Stars" Cattleya unfolded the paper and quickly scanned the letter.

After reading it, she inexplicably felt that there was something heavy on her shoulders.

Without any delay, Cattleya took out another piece of letter paper and wrote: "Dear Your Majesty the Queen: "I dreamed that you had found the original island and returned smoothly...

"The condition of the descendant of the Great Emperor is getting worse and worse. If he continues to stay on the 'Future', I suspect he will go crazy. If you don't mind, I want to send him to your side.

"It is important to note that although he claims that he no longer believes in the 'primordial moon', no one has been able to confirm this.

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"My biggest problem now is that it is difficult to get the main material of 'Master of Prophecy'... If you have already returned, I hope to find a time to return the 'Magic Lamp of Wishing' to you..."


"City of Generosity" Bayam, inside a rented house with gas wall lamps.

Verdu Abraham, who was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, was holding a thick stack of materials, and under the light that was not too bright, he was reading carefully, drawing a symbol with a pen from time to time, and recording the content that he thought would be useful.

He left Loen and came to the Rorsted Islands. His main purpose was to get rid of the sight of Dorian and other family members, to study mysticism with peace of mind, and to find an effective way to save his ancestor Bethel Abraham, or in other words, to reduce the difficulty of that ceremony. reliable knowledge.

However, more than half a year later, he still has no clue. It seems that he has no other choice but to hunt down the "crafty mage", "parasite" and "mysterious mage".

This made Verdu quite frustrated, but he clearly knew how dangerous the "0" level sealed item was. Even if he was willing to sacrifice, he couldn't really control it, and it was difficult to guarantee what the final result would look like.

And more importantly, he couldn't find "Crafty Mage" and "Parasite" at all. These are saints known for their secretive movements and strange styles.

Huh... Verdu put down the stack of materials in his hand, and said to himself almost silently: "Could it be that we can only pin our hopes on that 'fool' like Dorian and the others?"

Thinking of "The Fool", Verdu couldn't help but frown, because there are more and more half-giants promoting the "Fool" belief in Bayam City, so that he, who rarely goes out, has heard of it.

This made him wonder if he had come near the headquarters of the Church of Fools.

If it weren't for the fact that there was more mystical knowledge secretly circulated in the Rorsted Islands than Verdu expected, and many of them were not mastered by the Abraham family and were extremely useful, he would have left Bayam a month ago and headed to the southern continent.

"I can't stay any longer, book a boat ticket to East Balam as soon as possible..." As soon as Verdu made a decision in his heart, he felt a little shaken, "Dorian and the Church of the Fool probably didn't expect me to hide in their headquarters In the area that can be irradiated, Emperor Roselle once said that the most dangerous place is also the safest place..."

While hesitating, Verdu put away the materials, turned off the wall lamp, and walked to the bedroom with the help of the moonlight outside the window.

From the corner of the balcony of his room, a figure suddenly jumped out of the darkness and jumped over the fence.

This figure was like a feather, light and weightless, when it fell to the ground from a height of more than ten meters, it didn't make any movement.

Immediately afterwards, the figure sneaked along the dark side of the street, all the way to the Sea God Church, and boarded the bell tower.

Then, "he" took out a pen and paper, wrote a report on the monitoring situation tonight, and stuffed it into a certain gap.

After the figure left, about a quarter of an hour later, the sound of whining wind suddenly sounded on the clock tower.

The report was pulled out from the gap by the invisible hand, and flew up and down in the distance in the strong wind blowing here, just like a bat spreading its wings in the dark night.

Not long after, the report suddenly fell like being tied to a stone, and landed on a palm protruding from the darkness of the garden.

This hand belongs to Cardinal Alger Wilson of the Church of Storms. JrNovels.com