017 Devil is busy

After receiving Mr. Devil's reply, Klein's thoughts came chaotic. In fact, what he wanted to ask the most was about the way of the audience, but this seemed too deliberate. After a little thought, he said:

　　"I want to ask, do you know any sequences that can create coincidences?"

　　When Snow heard Klein's question, his expression changed slightly, and then he deliberately showed a mocking face and said:

　　"Why do you think that I, a mere Sequence Nine, would know this kind of thing? Do you think too highly of me?"

　　'You didn't say that before!' Klein cursed in his heart, but he also understood that this kind of knowledge might not be casually told to people he just met, so he suppressed his disappointment and pretended to be indifferent:

　　"I'm just asking, by the way, you're looking for Lanevus, do you have any belongings that belong to him?"

　　"Unfortunately, no. Although I found his former residence, he is obviously a smart guy, and he didn't leave any clues. The reason why I want to find a fortune-teller is to try it out." Snow spread his hands helplessly, but Klein immediately asked:

　　"Where is that house?"

　　"No. 62, Halls Street." Snow reported the information obtained in the original work, and then revealed a meaningful smile and said:

　　"I'm still in the official case, so I won't go with you. If you find any clues, please come to Room 203 of the Aroma Tree Hotel on Champagne Street. By the way, this is the funding."

　　After speaking, he took out two shiny gold coins from his pocket and put them on the table, put on his half-height silk top hat again, turned and walked towards the door.

Seeing Snow walking away slowly, Klein suddenly had some understanding in his heart—'He seems to have said before that the official Extraordinary doesn't know how to act, in other words, the me in his eyes is actually a member of a secret organization? By the way, the Secret Order! Mr. Devil should have regarded me as a member of the Secret Society! So, his purpose is to inform the Secret Order of Lanevus's information? He mentioned the captain before, and On the surface, he is still a member of the Aurora Order... What exactly does he want to do?'

　　Klein vaguely felt that a thread was being connected, but due to his lack of mystic knowledge, he was still unable to connect them completely.

　　After hesitating for a moment, he stood up. Although he didn't know what Mr. Devil was planning, he knew that it should be no problem to investigate Lanevus's house first, um, and he had to do divination first to see if there was any danger.

　　Thinking of this, Klein was about to leave the divination club, but before leaving, he turned his head and picked up the gold pound on the table.

　　'Mr. Devil is so generous, he paid two pounds!' Klein carefully put the two gold pounds into the inner pocket of the dress, then sorted out his personal belongings, and walked towards the door, who knew he hadn't waited for him yet. After leaving, a familiar figure came in from the door, it was Mr. Glacis who asked him to divination about the investment in Lanevus.

　　...

　'Everything is going well.' snow thought.

After ordering an afternoon tea in the restaurant opposite the divination club, Snow sat quietly at the position where he could see the gate of the divination club. He finally relaxed after a young girl with a lotus leaf hat appeared.

　　He took out a gold coin from his pocket and bounced it high. With the coin falling in his hand, he stood up and left the restaurant.

　　Back at the hotel, Snow finished his routine physical training. After a simple wash, he returned to his room and began to write——

　　"Dear Mr. A:"

　　"You can't imagine what I found! Although Hanass Vincent is an idiot, he did an extremely correct thing! That fraudster, he succeeded!"

　　"Although I don't know how he did it, just today, I accidentally saw a lady. Please forgive me for not being able to find a more appropriate way to call her, because she is pregnant with the Lord's heir!"

　　"You don't need to reconfirm, I can guarantee that everything I said is true! You know, as a secret supplicant, my induction in this area is absolutely reliable! That lady is definitely possessing the divinity of the Lord. Yes, Son of God!"

　　"Praise the Lord, I can't wait to see the birth of the Lord's heir!"

　　"However, in such good news, there are unforgivable noises mixed in!"

　　"The lady who was pregnant with the son of God actually came into contact with the heretics of night! Although the power of the Son of God made him not have the guts to look directly at it, you should understand that this is a hidden danger after all."

　　"I'm just a secret prayer person, and I can't protect the safety of Lord's heir,

Therefore, I implore you to come in person to protect the Son of God to be born smoothly. "

　　"Faithful servant of the Lord, Snow von Penradax."

　　...

　　Seeing Mr. A's courier take the envelope away, Snow let out a long sigh of relief. According to the speed of Mr. A's courier, he will arrive in Tingen the day after tomorrow at the latest.

　　It would be a huge disaster if the heir of the evil god was in Tingen, but if it was in Backlund, it would be nothing more than an ordinary incident.

　　After stretching his body, Snow drank a cup of hot milk to relax himself physically and mentally. Then, he began to put the finishing touches on his work today——

　　"Fool who do not belong to this era,

you are the mysterious ruler above the gray fog, you are the king of yellow and black who wields good luck..."

　　The honorable name chanted in the ancient Hermes constantly echoed in the spiritually enclosed space, turning into layers of noise, spreading towards the astral world. In such an environment, Snow clasped his hands and pressed his forehead, In a respectful tone, I started today's prayer before going to bed...

　　....

　　'Mr. Devil is praying again! With such a devout believer, I really don't know whether to be happy or sad!' Klein, who had just finished taking a shower and was about to go to bed, heard the repeated voice in his ear. Whispering, he immediately knew that it was Mr. Devil who was praying again.

　　But even so, he didn't let it go. Instead, he returned to the bedroom and walked four steps backwards to the gray mist.

　　He had heard the story of the wolf coming. If he really ignored it, what would he do if one day, other member asked for help at this time and he ignored it ?

　　Arriving at the top of the long bronze table, Klein looked at the crimson stars that were constantly shrinking and expanding, sighed in his heart, 'It really is Mr.devil', and spread a spiritual touch.

　　Klein, who was going to go back to sleep after playing the 'recording', listened to a few words, and suddenly he was slightly taken aback. His face hidden behind the gray fog also became serious...