Chapter: 521
He found himself standing on Narcissus Street, opposite the home he shared with his brother and sister.
Instinctively, Klein returned here.
He took a step forward with a little joy, and suddenly he paused again, showing a bitter smile, and whispered to himself, "If I knock on the door here, Melissa will probably faint on the spot... Benson probably will." Nervously turned around, then tried to calmly convince me that in the name of the curly-haired baboon..."
Shaking his head, Klein took a deep look at the familiar door and walked towards Iron Cross Street.
That's fine, that's fine... I won't involve them in what I'm going to do in the future... The pensions given by the Nighthawks team and the police department are definitely enough for them to live a stable middle-class life, even if Melissa doesn't Find a job, Benson is also unemployed...
After walking silently for a while, Klein began to feel his own fatigue, but as a "dead person", he had nothing else besides the clothes he was wearing, the citrine pendant and the Azik copper whistle, including gold Pounds, including soli, including pence.
"Should I blow the copper whistle and send a letter to Mr. Ards, telling him to come and rescue me quickly?" Klein smiled bitterly, "Forget it, don't contact him for now, maybe Ince Zan Gewell is still observing him in secret, and will look for him when the time is right... As an 'old monster' who has lived for thousands of years, he should be able to understand such things as 'resurrecting from the dead'... Well, it's not too cold tonight, just find a place to make do and sleep, and go to the Tingen branch of Backlund Bank tomorrow morning to withdraw the money from my unregistered account."
��Because of too many things recently, he has not had time to do the follow-up experiment of "sacrifice", and the 300 gold pounds in the unregistered account are still intact.
"This is enough to support my expenses for a long time... I will buy another newspaper tomorrow and check the day of the week... Miss Justice and the others have not received any new prayers, which means that I haven't missed the party..." While thinking about it, Klein found a corner sheltered from the wind, sat down, took off his coat, covered himself, and fell asleep with his back against the wall.
Not long after he fell asleep, he was suddenly woken up by someone, and saw a policeman with a short stick.
There is only one "v" on the epaulettes, the policeman at the lowest level... Klein took a glance and confirmed the identity of the other party.
The policeman said viciously, "You can't sleep here!"
"Streets and parks are not places for you lazy, uninspired bums to sleep!"
"That's what the Poor Law says!"
Yeah? Klein froze for a moment, because his identity was sensitive, he didn't argue with the other party.
He took his coat and walked on the street again until dawn.
Soon, with his head down, he entered the Beckland Tingen branch where the account was opened, and used the preset "password" to withdraw 200 pounds in cash, and he kept the remaining one-third of the "deposit" in the account. Accident
��When writing the ancient Hermetic incantation used as the code, Klein undoubtedly heard the "sound of supplication".
Next, he spent a total of 38 pounds on two suits, two shirts, two pairs of trousers, two pairs of leather boots, two bow ties, four pairs of socks, and two sets of double-breasted woolen coats for winter. Two solid-colored sweaters, two pairs of thick trousers, in addition, a walking stick, a wallet, and a leather hand luggage.
After doing all this, Klein found a hotel to take a shower and change clothes. Then, in order to avoid the acquaintances he might meet, he took a rented carriage directly to the steam train station in Tingen City. On the way, he bought a newspaper and confirmed that today is Sunday.
From Tingen City to Backlund, it only takes about four hours to take the steam train. The luxury first-class seat costs three-quarters of a pound, which is 15 soli, and the second-class seat costs 10 soli, half a pound.
Very crowded, the third-class seat in very poor condition is quite cheap, only 5 soli.
Klein thought about it, and bought the second-class seat for the two o'clock in the afternoon.
Holding the ticket and carrying the suitcase, Klein found a seat at random in the waiting hall, and it was only early in the morning at this time.
He was very fortunate that the Loen Kingdom did not have a strict household registration system. Three months of tap water, gas and rent bills could be used to prove his identity, and it was even easier to buy steam train tickets, just give money.
Sitting in the waiting hall, Klein suddenly felt a little empty when he thought about leaving Tingen City in the afternoon and going to Dubecklund.
He thought of the younger sister who lived out the feeling of being a mother, the elder brother who liked to tell ironic jokes, and the scene where the three of them were full, paralyzed in their positions, and no one wanted to move...
Scene after scene, Klein laughed suddenly, a little uncomfortable, because he thought of Melissa's tortoise called "doll", and Benson's pitiful boundary.
He suddenly had a strong urge to look at his brother and sister again.
It wasn't until this moment that Klein understood why he didn't choose an earlier train and bought the one at 2 pm. JrNovels.com
Instinctively, Klein returned here.
He took a step forward with a little joy, and suddenly he paused again, showing a bitter smile, and whispered to himself, "If I knock on the door here, Melissa will probably faint on the spot... Benson probably will." Nervously turned around, then tried to calmly convince me that in the name of the curly-haired baboon..."
Shaking his head, Klein took a deep look at the familiar door and walked towards Iron Cross Street.
That's fine, that's fine... I won't involve them in what I'm going to do in the future... The pensions given by the Nighthawks team and the police department are definitely enough for them to live a stable middle-class life, even if Melissa doesn't Find a job, Benson is also unemployed...
After walking silently for a while, Klein began to feel his own fatigue, but as a "dead person", he had nothing else besides the clothes he was wearing, the citrine pendant and the Azik copper whistle, including gold Pounds, including soli, including pence.
"Should I blow the copper whistle and send a letter to Mr. Ards, telling him to come and rescue me quickly?" Klein smiled bitterly, "Forget it, don't contact him for now, maybe Ince Zan Gewell is still observing him in secret, and will look for him when the time is right... As an 'old monster' who has lived for thousands of years, he should be able to understand such things as 'resurrecting from the dead'... Well, it's not too cold tonight, just find a place to make do and sleep, and go to the Tingen branch of Backlund Bank tomorrow morning to withdraw the money from my unregistered account."
��Because of too many things recently, he has not had time to do the follow-up experiment of "sacrifice", and the 300 gold pounds in the unregistered account are still intact.
"This is enough to support my expenses for a long time... I will buy another newspaper tomorrow and check the day of the week... Miss Justice and the others have not received any new prayers, which means that I haven't missed the party..." While thinking about it, Klein found a corner sheltered from the wind, sat down, took off his coat, covered himself, and fell asleep with his back against the wall.
Not long after he fell asleep, he was suddenly woken up by someone, and saw a policeman with a short stick.
There is only one "v" on the epaulettes, the policeman at the lowest level... Klein took a glance and confirmed the identity of the other party.
The policeman said viciously, "You can't sleep here!"
"Streets and parks are not places for you lazy, uninspired bums to sleep!"
"That's what the Poor Law says!"
Yeah? Klein froze for a moment, because his identity was sensitive, he didn't argue with the other party.
He took his coat and walked on the street again until dawn.
Soon, with his head down, he entered the Beckland Tingen branch where the account was opened, and used the preset "password" to withdraw 200 pounds in cash, and he kept the remaining one-third of the "deposit" in the account. Accident
��When writing the ancient Hermetic incantation used as the code, Klein undoubtedly heard the "sound of supplication".
Next, he spent a total of 38 pounds on two suits, two shirts, two pairs of trousers, two pairs of leather boots, two bow ties, four pairs of socks, and two sets of double-breasted woolen coats for winter. Two solid-colored sweaters, two pairs of thick trousers, in addition, a walking stick, a wallet, and a leather hand luggage.
After doing all this, Klein found a hotel to take a shower and change clothes. Then, in order to avoid the acquaintances he might meet, he took a rented carriage directly to the steam train station in Tingen City. On the way, he bought a newspaper and confirmed that today is Sunday.
From Tingen City to Backlund, it only takes about four hours to take the steam train. The luxury first-class seat costs three-quarters of a pound, which is 15 soli, and the second-class seat costs 10 soli, half a pound.
Very crowded, the third-class seat in very poor condition is quite cheap, only 5 soli.
Klein thought about it, and bought the second-class seat for the two o'clock in the afternoon.
Holding the ticket and carrying the suitcase, Klein found a seat at random in the waiting hall, and it was only early in the morning at this time.
He was very fortunate that the Loen Kingdom did not have a strict household registration system. Three months of tap water, gas and rent bills could be used to prove his identity, and it was even easier to buy steam train tickets, just give money.
Sitting in the waiting hall, Klein suddenly felt a little empty when he thought about leaving Tingen City in the afternoon and going to Dubecklund.
He thought of the younger sister who lived out the feeling of being a mother, the elder brother who liked to tell ironic jokes, and the scene where the three of them were full, paralyzed in their positions, and no one wanted to move...
Scene after scene, Klein laughed suddenly, a little uncomfortable, because he thought of Melissa's tortoise called "doll", and Benson's pitiful boundary.
He suddenly had a strong urge to look at his brother and sister again.
It wasn't until this moment that Klein understood why he didn't choose an earlier train and bought the one at 2 pm. JrNovels.com
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