Chapter: 620
No. 126, New Year Road, Hillston District.
The relaxed Klein didn't follow Doragu Gale this time, and chose his mistress Erica Taylor as his target. Anyway, two people are needed to have an affair.
The beautiful blond girl with delicate makeup arrived at the Kragg Club early in the rental carriage. Klein followed inside carrying a suitcase containing a portable camera and various camouflages.
"Is there any room to rest?" Wearing the club's hoarfrost badge on his chest, he asked the delicate maid who was in charge of the reception today.
The maid in a black and white dress smiled politely: "Yes, you just follow this waiter upstairs."
Klein nodded slightly. Guided by the waiter in the red vest, he walked up the stairs to the second floor step by step, just in time to see Erica Taylor entering a lounge next to the street.
"Do you want to see the pedestrians on the street, or the tennis court behind?" the waiter in the red vest asked courteously.
"Let's face the street." Klein replied casually.
Under the arrangement of the waiter in the red vest, his room was separated from Erica Taylor's room by two rooms, and he could also see the street outside the gate of the club.
How about taking a picture? Find a chance to sneak in, hide in the room, or climb the pipe outside through the window? Neither of these two methods can conceal the exaggerated flashes, but the latter can be disguised as a sneak shot from outside, so that people will not suspect me and expel me... However, it is easy for Doraku and Erika to detect it... Put them to sleep with a spell? No, this will make the photo not convincing enough, it must be a picture of the process...
There is only one chance, and the shot must be good enough... This is not my field of expertise, I am not a master of art... If it were old Neil, he would definitely try to construct a new ritual magic, which is specially used to cover up the flash of the camera Ritual magic, of course, the goddess may not respond to him...
As Klein considered his next move, he saw Miss Bodyguard appearing on a silver mirror in the room.
She was still wearing the black gothic court dress, a small soft hat of the same color, light golden hair, pale face, and exquisite appearance.
"Can you hide the camera's flash?" Klein asked casually.
Before he finished speaking, he saw ripples on the surface of the silver mirror, and a slightly transparent palm suddenly stretched out.
Miss Bodyguard came out of the silver mirror like a female ghost, walked up to Klein, nodded slightly and said, "Yes."
She bent down, leaned over, and blended into the lens of the camera bit by bit!
Klein stared at the horrifying scene with his mouth slightly open. It took him a long time to recover, picked up his portable camera, and tried a picture in his lounge.
The effect was better than he expected, the flash was limited near the lens, and the imaging effect was quite good.
Maybe it should be called "Spiritual Camera" now... Klein cursed, took the camera, came to the window, and waited patiently.
Not long after, he saw Doragu Gale arriving in a carriage.
Erica Taylor on the other side also saw her lover, and hurriedly left the lounge to meet him on the first floor.
Klein seized the opportunity, used Tarot cards to open the opponent's room, and carefully hid in the cupboard where extra sheets and quilts were placed.
The surrounding darkness reminded him of last night, the weird and terrifying "Puppet Master" Rosago.
There were many dangers last night, but today he came here to catch rape. Life is really amazing... While Klein complained about himself, he heard the sound of the door opening.
Curled up in the cupboard, Klein quietly activated his spirit vision, and saw two groups of aura colors coming in with some interference.
"Erica, I brought you a gift." A deep voice sounded after the door was closed.
Sure enough, he is a gentleman from the Kingdom of Loen. Even if he has an affair, he still looks a bit old-fashioned. If he were a man from Intis, he would have already shouted sweetheart, baby, my angel... Klein couldn't help complaining in his heart One sentence.
Of course, he's based on stereotypes in newspapers, magazines, and novels.
Erica Taylor asked in surprise: "Let me guess... yes, is it Fassman's eye cream, face cream, or essence? Or Laiqini's?" JrNovels.com
The relaxed Klein didn't follow Doragu Gale this time, and chose his mistress Erica Taylor as his target. Anyway, two people are needed to have an affair.
The beautiful blond girl with delicate makeup arrived at the Kragg Club early in the rental carriage. Klein followed inside carrying a suitcase containing a portable camera and various camouflages.
"Is there any room to rest?" Wearing the club's hoarfrost badge on his chest, he asked the delicate maid who was in charge of the reception today.
The maid in a black and white dress smiled politely: "Yes, you just follow this waiter upstairs."
Klein nodded slightly. Guided by the waiter in the red vest, he walked up the stairs to the second floor step by step, just in time to see Erica Taylor entering a lounge next to the street.
"Do you want to see the pedestrians on the street, or the tennis court behind?" the waiter in the red vest asked courteously.
"Let's face the street." Klein replied casually.
Under the arrangement of the waiter in the red vest, his room was separated from Erica Taylor's room by two rooms, and he could also see the street outside the gate of the club.
How about taking a picture? Find a chance to sneak in, hide in the room, or climb the pipe outside through the window? Neither of these two methods can conceal the exaggerated flashes, but the latter can be disguised as a sneak shot from outside, so that people will not suspect me and expel me... However, it is easy for Doraku and Erika to detect it... Put them to sleep with a spell? No, this will make the photo not convincing enough, it must be a picture of the process...
There is only one chance, and the shot must be good enough... This is not my field of expertise, I am not a master of art... If it were old Neil, he would definitely try to construct a new ritual magic, which is specially used to cover up the flash of the camera Ritual magic, of course, the goddess may not respond to him...
As Klein considered his next move, he saw Miss Bodyguard appearing on a silver mirror in the room.
She was still wearing the black gothic court dress, a small soft hat of the same color, light golden hair, pale face, and exquisite appearance.
"Can you hide the camera's flash?" Klein asked casually.
Before he finished speaking, he saw ripples on the surface of the silver mirror, and a slightly transparent palm suddenly stretched out.
Miss Bodyguard came out of the silver mirror like a female ghost, walked up to Klein, nodded slightly and said, "Yes."
She bent down, leaned over, and blended into the lens of the camera bit by bit!
Klein stared at the horrifying scene with his mouth slightly open. It took him a long time to recover, picked up his portable camera, and tried a picture in his lounge.
The effect was better than he expected, the flash was limited near the lens, and the imaging effect was quite good.
Maybe it should be called "Spiritual Camera" now... Klein cursed, took the camera, came to the window, and waited patiently.
Not long after, he saw Doragu Gale arriving in a carriage.
Erica Taylor on the other side also saw her lover, and hurriedly left the lounge to meet him on the first floor.
Klein seized the opportunity, used Tarot cards to open the opponent's room, and carefully hid in the cupboard where extra sheets and quilts were placed.
The surrounding darkness reminded him of last night, the weird and terrifying "Puppet Master" Rosago.
There were many dangers last night, but today he came here to catch rape. Life is really amazing... While Klein complained about himself, he heard the sound of the door opening.
Curled up in the cupboard, Klein quietly activated his spirit vision, and saw two groups of aura colors coming in with some interference.
"Erica, I brought you a gift." A deep voice sounded after the door was closed.
Sure enough, he is a gentleman from the Kingdom of Loen. Even if he has an affair, he still looks a bit old-fashioned. If he were a man from Intis, he would have already shouted sweetheart, baby, my angel... Klein couldn't help complaining in his heart One sentence.
Of course, he's based on stereotypes in newspapers, magazines, and novels.
Erica Taylor asked in surprise: "Let me guess... yes, is it Fassman's eye cream, face cream, or essence? Or Laiqini's?" JrNovels.com
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