Chapter: 406
On Friday morning, the Nighthawks entertainment room.
Klein, Sika Thon, and Frye were sitting around the round table, but they were not playing cards. One was reading newspapers and flipping through magazines, the other was staring out of the oriel window in a daze, and the other was holding a pen, trying to write something, but was delayed. Doesn't fit on paper.
The room was so quiet, no one spoke, no one joked, and the atmosphere was almost calm.
Phew... Klein exhaled, put down the newspaper, and planned to focus on reading various materials.
At this moment, Dunn Smith knocked on the door and came in, looked around and said, "Klein, come out."
whats the matter? Klein stood up with some premonition, and followed him out of the entertainment room.
Dun En stood at the entrance of the stairs leading to the ground, turned around and glanced at him, and said, "The people from the church are here."
The person who examines me is here? Klein's spirit tensed up.
The wind blowing from the ground was eerily cool, and Klein felt somewhat relieved from his nervous tension.
finally come��
As long as I pass this level, at least for half a year, I don't need to worry about similar things...
Once I am promoted to Sequence 8 and become a so-called "clown", I will be able to have real combat ability. With the help of divination and the guarantee of the "Sun Flame Charm", even if I encounter a relatively large danger, I still have a lot of hope to survive it. ...
In order to wait for the inspection by the Holy Church, I didn't even take out the 300 pounds that Miss "Justice" deposited into the unregistered account, so as not to be "audited" and find out financial problems, and be convicted of a huge amount of property with unknown sources...
...
Just when Klein's various thoughts flashed uncontrollably, Dunn Smith straightened the collar of his shirt and said in a low voice: "The person in charge of this investigation is one of the nine senior deacons of the Nighthawks. Sima, the Holy Church values ??you very much."
"Senior Deacon?" Klein blurted out in astonishment.
The thirteen archbishops and nine senior deacons are the top leaders of the church in the usual sense, and it is said that there are many high-sequence powerhouses among them!
These twenty-two gentlemen and ladies are completely equal in terms of status, they only follow the oracle of the goddess of the night, and they are only responsible to the Pope.
Dunn took a breath of the cool breeze from the ground, nodded slightly and said, "Yes, a senior deacon, but you don't have to be nervous, Crestel only has Sequence 5, and hasn't stepped into the level of 'half god, half man' yet. There is no need to be too scared and dreaded.�
"Well, his title in the entire extraordinary world is 'Goddess Sword', because he has been recognized by a sacred object, and his combat power will not be worse than that of the newly promoted Sequence 4."
"I've talked to him just now, and his attitude is very kind."
The captain's subtext is that he only said what should be said, and didn't say what should not be said, so that I don't have to be nervous and follow the predetermined plan... Klein nodded thoughtfully and asked, "Where should I go to see this?" A senior deacon?"
"The alchemy room for mixing potions." Dunn replied simply and directly, a trace of sadness flashed across his face.
An alchemy room for mixing potions? Is it the laboratory where Old Neil prepared the "Seer" potion? Klein exhaled slowly, returned to the Nighthawk entertainment room, and took off his coat from the coat rack.
He put on the black thin windbreaker, put his hands in his pockets, went down step by step along the winding stairs that went deep into the ground, and turned left at the intersection.
Soon, Klein saw secret doors illuminated by elegant gas lamps, and saw that the long tables inside had been moved away to make room for the central part.
There are two classical high-back chairs placed there, they stand opposite each other, less than one meter apart.
The one facing the door was sitting a man in his thirties wearing a black windbreaker and a white shirt.
His golden brown hair was shaved very short, his dark green eyes were like a moonless lake in the middle of the night, and the collar of his shirt and windbreaker stood up high, hiding his entire chin in the shadow.
"Hello, Your Excellency Sesima." Klein bowed and saluted. JrNovels.com
Klein, Sika Thon, and Frye were sitting around the round table, but they were not playing cards. One was reading newspapers and flipping through magazines, the other was staring out of the oriel window in a daze, and the other was holding a pen, trying to write something, but was delayed. Doesn't fit on paper.
The room was so quiet, no one spoke, no one joked, and the atmosphere was almost calm.
Phew... Klein exhaled, put down the newspaper, and planned to focus on reading various materials.
At this moment, Dunn Smith knocked on the door and came in, looked around and said, "Klein, come out."
whats the matter? Klein stood up with some premonition, and followed him out of the entertainment room.
Dun En stood at the entrance of the stairs leading to the ground, turned around and glanced at him, and said, "The people from the church are here."
The person who examines me is here? Klein's spirit tensed up.
The wind blowing from the ground was eerily cool, and Klein felt somewhat relieved from his nervous tension.
finally come��
As long as I pass this level, at least for half a year, I don't need to worry about similar things...
Once I am promoted to Sequence 8 and become a so-called "clown", I will be able to have real combat ability. With the help of divination and the guarantee of the "Sun Flame Charm", even if I encounter a relatively large danger, I still have a lot of hope to survive it. ...
In order to wait for the inspection by the Holy Church, I didn't even take out the 300 pounds that Miss "Justice" deposited into the unregistered account, so as not to be "audited" and find out financial problems, and be convicted of a huge amount of property with unknown sources...
...
Just when Klein's various thoughts flashed uncontrollably, Dunn Smith straightened the collar of his shirt and said in a low voice: "The person in charge of this investigation is one of the nine senior deacons of the Nighthawks. Sima, the Holy Church values ??you very much."
"Senior Deacon?" Klein blurted out in astonishment.
The thirteen archbishops and nine senior deacons are the top leaders of the church in the usual sense, and it is said that there are many high-sequence powerhouses among them!
These twenty-two gentlemen and ladies are completely equal in terms of status, they only follow the oracle of the goddess of the night, and they are only responsible to the Pope.
Dunn took a breath of the cool breeze from the ground, nodded slightly and said, "Yes, a senior deacon, but you don't have to be nervous, Crestel only has Sequence 5, and hasn't stepped into the level of 'half god, half man' yet. There is no need to be too scared and dreaded.�
"Well, his title in the entire extraordinary world is 'Goddess Sword', because he has been recognized by a sacred object, and his combat power will not be worse than that of the newly promoted Sequence 4."
"I've talked to him just now, and his attitude is very kind."
The captain's subtext is that he only said what should be said, and didn't say what should not be said, so that I don't have to be nervous and follow the predetermined plan... Klein nodded thoughtfully and asked, "Where should I go to see this?" A senior deacon?"
"The alchemy room for mixing potions." Dunn replied simply and directly, a trace of sadness flashed across his face.
An alchemy room for mixing potions? Is it the laboratory where Old Neil prepared the "Seer" potion? Klein exhaled slowly, returned to the Nighthawk entertainment room, and took off his coat from the coat rack.
He put on the black thin windbreaker, put his hands in his pockets, went down step by step along the winding stairs that went deep into the ground, and turned left at the intersection.
Soon, Klein saw secret doors illuminated by elegant gas lamps, and saw that the long tables inside had been moved away to make room for the central part.
There are two classical high-back chairs placed there, they stand opposite each other, less than one meter apart.
The one facing the door was sitting a man in his thirties wearing a black windbreaker and a white shirt.
His golden brown hair was shaved very short, his dark green eyes were like a moonless lake in the middle of the night, and the collar of his shirt and windbreaker stood up high, hiding his entire chin in the shadow.
"Hello, Your Excellency Sesima." Klein bowed and saluted. JrNovels.com
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