"It would be great if I could understand what the babbling is saying... I hope to die clearly instead of being buried in a muddle... Maybe, maybe, after being promoted to Sequence Eight, I can hear it more clearly? But, I never I met someone who sold the formula of 'Master of Magic'." Forsi stared out the window in a daze, her eyes were stained red by the moonlight.

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On Monday morning, Klein, who had not slept soundly, woke up early and got out of bed.

He walked towards the desk, ready to pull the curtain, open the window, and let the light and the outside wind come in at the same time.

At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he caught the piece of paper spread out on the desk.

It faces the window and remains spread out in its original state.

However, Klein clearly remembered that before he went to bed last night, the paper was facing the chair and the bed!

After only one sleep, it turned upside down and changed its orientation!

Klein's pupils constricted, and he stretched out his hand to open the curtain, and saw that the oriel window was still closed, not letting in a ray of wind!

In the absence of wind, the paper turned half a circle by itself!

No, someone came in, without me noticing! Klein felt a chill rushing down his spine to his head.

In his sleep, he didn't respond to this!

This meant that he was almost at the mercy of others, and his life and death depended only on the mood and thoughts of the other party!

Is it a member of the special department of the military, or a powerful Extraordinary sent by the ambassador? Judging from the fact that the paper has not returned to its original state and remains upside down, it is more likely to be the latter, expressing a certain warning... It is amazing to be able to sneak in like this without a sound... Should I thank him for his kindness? No, there must be a reason why you don't do the easy things... You don't want to alarm the members of the special military department who are monitoring you? Klein's thoughts surged, and he couldn't help thinking a lot.

He wrote those words last night, and let the paper spread out on the desk, in order to let people see, let the ambassador get what he wants to know, let the possible revenge be postponed until the end of the matter, so that he himself can get more generous preparations time.

However, Klein originally expected that the other party should sneak in while he was going out and the monitoring of the house by the special military department weakened. Who knew that he would be able to bypass the Beyonders around him and enter the bedroom without a sound? , while still asleep.

This feeling of life and death being controlled by others is very uncomfortable!

"Extraordinary who is very powerful, or has very strange abilities..." Klein turned around, turned his back to the oriel window, and took out a 1-penny copper coin.

"Someone sneaked into this room last night."

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He recited the sentence silently, and with the cover of his body, he popped up the coin.

The coin tumbling and jumping, fell down sharply without passing Klein's shoulder, and landed in his open palm.

This time it is number up.

This means no!

It means that no one sneaked into Klein's bedroom last night!

Paper doesn't turn for no reason... Am I sleepwalking? No, I can stay awake even when the captain invades the dreamland... Klein frowned suddenly, thinking of two possibilities: "One, the divination results were interfered and misled."

"Second, it's not a human who sneaked in!"

After making a rough guess, Klein didn't rush to confirm it. He pretended that nothing had happened, and turned the direction of the paper around so that it was facing him.

The information he wrote about Ian Wright is absolutely true, even if he uses divination techniques to confirm, he will get a positive answer. Therefore, he believes that the people on the ambassador's side will follow this line to check and get A certain harvest, no motivation and no time to retaliate against myself in a short period of time.

Similarly, he will continue to spread out the papers on the desk for the monitors of the special military department to see, guide them to relax their focus on themselves, shift their focus to Ian Wright, and race against time with that ambassador looking for someone. JrNovels.com