People are in the heavens, wealth can rival a country

Chapter 153 Klein Resurrected from the Dead

Tingen, cemetery.

A slightly pale hand stretched out from the dirt.

Then the coffin lid was lifted, and Klein sat up from the coffin with a confused face.

"I am dead."

He looked around and confirmed his situation.

"Sure enough, I didn't escape the devil's prophecy."

He stood up slowly, carefully closed the coffin boards, and buried the new soil.

"Fortunately, at least I changed a few things."

"The captain is not dead, and the other members of the Nighthawks are also fine, and the birth of the heir of the evil god has also been prevented."

"It's a pity. Ince Zangwill still succeeded. The gap in strength is too great. Is this a high-sequence powerhouse? No, it's not even a high-sequence, it's just a Sequence 5"

Before Klein came to the tombstone, he saw the epitaph written on it.

"Best Brother Best Brother Best Colleague"

Very few people are able to see their own tombstones while they are alive.

The corners of his mouth hooked slightly, trying to show a smile, but in the end he was defeated by the sadness in his heart, standing quietly like a statue in the crimson moonlight.

"In the eyes of everyone in Tingen City, I am already dead."

After a long time, he let out a long sigh, realizing that he could no longer regain his identity, and even had to stay away from Tingen City, lest people discover the secret of his resurrection from the dead and the mysterious gray fog.

Having a devil's covetousness is enough for him.

"Devil." Klein narrowed his eyes slightly.

"No wonder he doesn't worry at all. Did he already know that I can come back from the dead?"

"This existence hides too many secrets. Perhaps the future he sees is farther away than I imagined."

"But it's meaningless to think so much now. Only by improving your own strength can you have the capital to avenge Ince Zangwill and have the possibility of escaping the coveted eyes of the devil."

"Before that, I can use the devil to exchange a lot of money to speed up the growth of my strength."

Thinking of this, Klein was finally able to show a smile.

Because he remembered that when he went to the bank to check the account number this morning, he saw that there was exactly 4000 gold pounds lying in it.

Goddesses, that's enough money for anyone to spend a lifetime richly!
As for the other two unregistered accounts, one belongs to Audrey, who doesn't seem to care about such a small amount of money at all, and the other belongs to Sun, who is far away in the land abandoned by the gods, and the gold pound of the Loen Kingdom is meaningless to him , his only usage can only be used to trade information or materials in the Tarot Club.

"A fresh start might not be such a bad thing."

Klein comforted himself: "Sequence 8: The clown's potion has almost been digested, and it's time to find a higher sequence potion formula."

He performed a divination, and the direction of the divination pointed to a city.

Royal capital, Backlund.

The Hall family's mansion is naturally located in Queens, the most affluent and prosperous area in Backlund, and occupies a huge area.

Audrey was sitting in front of the dressing table, the maid was fiddling with her hair lightly, and her gaze was bored out of the window. The window was facing the gate of the house, and one after another beautifully decorated carriages entered the front. In the courtyard.

There is a party in the mansion today.

This is not an uncommon thing. The nobles and merchants of Backlund deal with all kinds of evening parties every day. Politics, economics and private life, most of the things in Backlund can be held in the evening parties. solve.

Before she became an extraordinary person, Audrey was already tired of the party. The same compliments and endless suitors really made Audrey not interested.

But after becoming a spectator, Audrey did attend more parties. She likes to observe the expressions and behaviors of the nobles and businessmen, and she can always see a lot of information from them.

This not only allows her to be self-satisfied with her own abilities, but also to be satisfied with the girl's unique, strong heart of gossip.

After all, if the private lives of nobles are written in detail, it will definitely be the most confusing and indescribable forbidden book in the world.

"There will be some new faces appearing today." The housekeeper stood aside with a standard posture and said softly, "For example, Viscount Langdon's third son just came of age a few days ago, and Earl Hall hopes to see him. The upstart Mr. Rhett, although he does not have a knighthood, he has plenty of cash in his hands, and he has deposited more than 5 gold pounds in the bank owned by Earl Hall alone."

Audrey wasn't interested in these things, and new people would appear in this circle every day, and people were forced to leave every day.

Especially those who have no status and only have cash, they are the most social objects of the nobles, and they will often hold them with the highest treatment until they absorb all the benefits from them, and then kick them away.

The complicated hair accessories and makeup were finally over, and Audrey finally breathed a sigh of relief and stood up, and the two maids hurried up to arrange her exquisite beige dress, making sure that there was no wrinkle on it.

The big golden-haired dog watched all this coldly.

"Susie." Audrey called, and Shi Shiran walked out of the room, walking along the long corridor with oil portraits of predecessors of the Hall family hanging on both sides, and the voices in front of her were getting louder and louder. It's noisy.

Earl Hall has not yet appeared, but the guests started socializing with ease.

Audrey stood in front of the guardrail on the second floor, looking down at the guests below. It was obvious that she could see where the guests were gathering and dispersing. Where they gathered, there must be some important person, or someone who was very popular at the moment.

"That one is Viscount Langdon's third son." The housekeeper pointed in a direction.

Unsurprisingly, Audrey saw a young and handsome face. The other party belonged to the type surrounded by guests, with a decent smile on his face, circling among the crowd.

The keen observation ability endowed by the audience made Audrey feel the elation in the other party's heart.

"It's best not to talk too much with this person." Audrey defined the other person in her heart: "He will definitely spread his tail like a peacock, and then chatter endlessly trying to show me his charm."

"This, this is Mr. Rhett." The housekeeper saw that Audrey was not interested, and her introduction was just a necessary procedure. A son of a Viscount family who could not inherit the title, is Not worthy of Backlund's brightest pearl.

Audrey looked away from the male peacock and saw Mr. Rhett.

Mr. Rhett was naturally surrounded by nobles and businessmen, and there were more people around than the viscount's son, which even made him a little overwhelmed.

A pure gold cane, and the clothes should be the ready-to-wear clothes from the tailor-made shop not far away. They don't fit a little bit, and he is not too old, so he shouldn't wear a solid-color square scarf like an old-fashioned jazz. He really knows how to wear it. People in clothes should use brighter colors.
Audrey quickly defined each other.

This is a lucky guy who got rich suddenly. He has no foundation at all, and he is not even considered smart. Otherwise, he should use the money to buy some property, instead of mingling at the noble party as a nouveau riche.

The kindness of those nobles is not something an outsider or a nouveau riche can bear.

"He's going to be eaten up and wiped out, and left with nothing to lose."

Audrey didn't intend to remind the other party that she had seen such things too many times. This was an unspoken rule in the circle, and intervening without authorization was equivalent to blocking people's money, and the trouble would not end well.

"Fifty thousand gold pounds, even for a nobleman, is a lot of extra money."

According to etiquette, Audrey needed to meet the two guests who were attending Earl Hall's party for the first time, so she walked down the stairs and came into the hall.

Under the bright lights, the eyes of the surrounding guests were unconsciously attracted. Most of them were not seeing this Miss Hall for the first time, but every time, they would be as if they were the first time. The beauty described is attractive, and you can't take your eyes off it.

Audrey was used to being watched, she maintained the best etiquette, passed through the crowd, and came in front of the Viscount's son.

As she expected before, this son of a nobleman who had just grown up almost lost his mind. The possessiveness in his eyes made Audrey almost couldn't help frowning a few times. Audrey had to go to the bathroom like this Getting rid of each other for no good reason.

The hall couldn't stay any longer. In order to avoid the viscount's son sticking up again, Audrey had no choice but to give up talking to the upstart. It was indeed a bit rude, but as the count's daughter, a little waywardness could be forgiven.

But unexpectedly, when Audrey returned to the second floor and was about to walk back along the long corridor, she saw the upstart come out of a certain room.

It was the Mr. Rhett who was supposed to be in the hall enjoying the company of guests.

At this point in time, come out of the private room.
Well, this kind of thing is also very common. Audrey looked vaguely at the door that was closed casually, guessing which noble lady or madam... or gentleman would be inside.

Seeing Audrey, the other party was a little embarrassed, performed a not-so-elegant and skilled etiquette, and said, "It's our first meeting, Ms. Hall, I have seen you just now, but unfortunately I didn't find a chance to talk to you. "

"Are you Mr. Rhett?" Audrey said kindly and thoughtfully: "I'm already familiar with your name. Every day, people talk about the upstarts of Backlund in front of me. Did I bother you?"

When walking out of the room during the party, most of the situations are unwilling to be seen by others. No one knows how many people are in the room and what happened.

So Mr. Rhett's face turned red, and he stammered, "No, I won't bother you."

"I'm just discussing some academic topics with Viscount Glaint."

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