And it was precisely because of this that the two of them were extremely frightened and willing to obey from the bottom of their hearts:
Similar style of words are not unfamiliar to them, but they are all recorded in the Apocalypse of Night and the Book of Storms
Daffodil Street, West District, Tingen City.
Klein opened the curtains and let the golden sunlight shine into the bedroom.
After Justice and the Hanged Man left, he looked at the “star” from which the prayer came, but this time he didn’t get any information.
According to the crimson “star”‘s ability to save prayers, which is similar to offline messages, Klein believed that the boy who spoke Giant Language never prayed again during the last two times he entered above the gray fog.
This made him wonder if the other person’s parents were hopeless, so he chose to give up.
With his back to the sun, Klein walked to the bed and lay down, not wanting to move at all.
He knew that he should hurry up and go to the Divination Club to continue the process of digestion, but he still didn’t want to move. He just wanted to lie quietly and enjoy a rare rest day.
From Tuesday to Friday, his daily schedule is very full. There are occult courses and corresponding practices in the morning, shooting training and fighting exercises in the afternoon. He is so tired that he has no energy at night. On Saturday, the morning remains the same, and he starts checking on duty in the afternoon. In Nice Gate, everyone eats, drinks, and eats and drinks underground, and they have to hold on until early Sunday morning.
Sunday morning was Klein’s time to catch up on sleep. In the afternoon, he decided whether to go to the fortune telling club depending on the situation. On Monday morning, he just went to Hoy University. In the afternoon, he had to summon members of the Tarot Club and also consider playing a fortune teller. In short, he was busy all week and had little chance to rest and relax.
Therefore, at this moment, Klein just wants to be decadent for once, stay at home like a salted fish, do nothing, think about nothing, and just be in a daze.
“No, how can the boss of a cult be so miserable? If Miss Justice and Mr. Hanged Man find out, their views will be shattered,” Klein buried his face in the quilt and encouraged himself.
“I have the recipe for the clown’s potion. I’m just waiting for the fortune teller’s potion to be completely digested. I have the formula for the clown’s potion. I’m just waiting for the fortune teller’s potion to be completely digested.”
He muttered a few words to himself, turned over suddenly, and sat up.
Taking out a brass coin from his trouser pocket, Klein quickly divined whether it was a good time to go to the club today, and got a positive answer.
“five four three two one”
After the countdown, he forced himself to stand up straight, walked to the coat rack, and took off his tuxedo jacket and half-high silk top hat.
