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Chapter 55: Visiting the Cinema and the Target Appearing

"Let's go to the Grand Theatre next Sunday to watch The Return of the Count."

During this time, Klein kept a close eye on the whereabouts of Lanevus and Megose, locked onto Zangwill's location, and went to the Divination Club to digest the potion and practice his fighting skills.

There is also a mysterious meeting behind the scenes every Monday, which takes up a lot of time.

Benson was busy with work and preparing for exams, while Melissa was buried in her studies and surrounded by a pile of mechanical parts.

It's rare for the family to have time to relax.

But if it’s next Sunday, I don’t know if I’ll be able to make it. What if I’m still dead by then?

Klein's thoughts were wandering, but Benson took over his words naturally.

"It is said that this play is sold out in Backlund."

Benson was very open-minded and made the decision after only feeling sad for a moment.

Klein already has a decent job and is making continuous progress, and Melissa also has an amazing talent for mechanics.

Things are getting better, there will be milk and bread!

Melissa remained silent, but the conflicted look in her eyes was noticed by Klein and Benson beside her.

The two of them looked at each other inconspicuously, and the tacit understanding they had since childhood made it unnecessary for them to communicate too much in words.

"Is it adapted from Emperor Roselle's novel? Does the most popular genius mechanic have a lot of roles?"

Benson raised his voice slightly and asked Klein.

Melissa's conflicted expression mostly disappeared.

"I heard he's a very important supporting character!"

Klein understood the meaning of the strings.

Melissa's eyes suddenly brightened.

Daffodil Street, Tingen.

The family of three walked on the street and chatted with smiles on their faces.

Not long after returning home, Klein's face changed slightly. He heard overlapping, buzzing bass echoes in his ears, and his head felt slightly dizzy for a few seconds.

"I'm going to the bathroom first."

Klein left in a hurry after saying this, responding to the prayers of the Tarot Club members.

He totally failed to notice the strange eye contact between Benson and Melissa behind him.

Klein came to the bathroom, locked the door, and blocked the already small room with a spiritual wall.

Finally, he walked four steps backwards, muttering a spell, and arrived at Sefirah Castle.

There was still a vast gray fog, and traces of eternity flowed on the mottled ancient bronze table.

A mysterious and profound figure quietly emerged here, with its back against the towering giant palace, like an awakened old god descending into his own heaven.

And at this moment, in his perception, there was a deep red star that was constantly calling him, constantly shrinking and expanding, as if in accordance with some rhythm.

Klein looked over there, raised his right hand, and spread his spirituality to the red star.

Klein knew who this star was. In fact, he had already sensed it when he was called.

It’s a small world.

Klein sighed and accepted Miss Justice's prayer.

“A fool who is not of this age;
The mysterious master above the gray fog;
The yellow and black king who controls good luck;
I pray for your attention.
I pray that you will listen to me.”

Miss Justice was wearing a gorgeous dark blue and purple court dress, which looked like a mysterious starry sky and sea. The tiny gems on the hem and sleeves reflected light on it, like rippling waves and glowing stars.

As expected, she is Backlund's most beautiful sapphire, and her noble temperament is reflected to the fullest.

She was sitting in the bathroom, her hands clasped together, constantly expressing her guesses.

Klein had a strange expression on his face. Fortunately, Miss Justice was not Leonard.

(Somewhere Leonard sneezed) Otherwise, he was really afraid that if Qilingos was not caught, his own people would just start doing it.

Girls just need to be more delicate. This Mr. Louis is the Tarot Club member chosen by Brother Lu.

Klein nodded and sighed.

In the bathroom of the Sindras banquet, Audrey calmed down after praying several times.

When he was about to take Susie's hand and push the door out.

A gray fog appeared in her field of vision, and in a trance she came to the sea of ​​fog, where a towering giant palace stood.

A long mottled bronze table stretched across the center, with a mysterious and great being sitting at the head.

"Mr. Fool!" Audrey said in surprise.

She hadn't expected to see this gentle deity in person other than at the Tarot Club.

"He is my follower, and he is hunting Qilingos."

"Don't worry, just stay away from danger."

It was still the familiar deep voice, echoing in Audrey's ears, but one could hear a faint hint of teasing.

At this moment, she was no longer as happy as before, but her fair face turned red and she was extremely embarrassed.

I actually mistook Mr. Fool's follower for Qi Lingos! I even planned to monitor him!
Oh my god! ! Audrey! You made Mr. Fool laugh! What if everyone finds out?
Oh my God! I can't imagine that scene!
Just as Audrey's brain was shutting down, the gray fog slowly dissipated.

Her consciousness returned to the party.

A hand wearing a white gauze glove gently pushed open the door, and there was the sound of chatting and laughing, as if everything just now was an illusion.

Audrey adjusted everything quickly and walked in naturally.

The crowds were surging, the lights were brilliant, and the music was long.

Audrey and a group of ladies gathered together, talking and laughing, but Louis was never more than fifteen meters away from Duke Negan. The audience's observation ability was no joke.

Oh, by the way, there is also an imaginary dog ​​squatting behind the curtain five meters away from Duke Negan, as if he is asleep.

Occasionally, Audrey glanced with complicated eyes at Louis who was not far away. He was concentrating on eating cake and observing the crowd.

As the daughter of Earl Hall, she was probably the best unmarried woman among the nobles, bar none.

So at the dance, many men came to say hello or invite her to dance. This was normal and Audrey was used to it.

"Good evening, Miss Hall. You are worthy of being Backlund's most dazzling sapphire."

"Good evening, Baron Gramiel, thank you for your compliments, but I still have a lot of room for improvement."

Audrey's return gift was perfect. She had experienced this countless times and her etiquette was impeccable.

After a few pleasantries, Baron Gramiel went to the dining table and took a small piece of apple pie.

He walked to the window and ate quietly, his eyes fixed on the huge chandelier above the ball, with an admiring look on his face.

wrong!

wrong!

Audrey and Louis noticed something was wrong almost at the same time.

"His eyes didn't look like appreciation, but rather like the surface of a frozen lake with undercurrents. Normally he would steal a glance at the beautiful ladies, but today he was full of confidence and openly communicating with them."

"And the perfume he was wearing, the smell and concentration were different from before."

"Holy crap! What is this?"

Louis felt that he was contaminated and his sanity value dropped rapidly.

Five twisted souls were kneaded together, the slippery tentacles and eyeballs covered with white spots of light kept dripping sticky liquid, the deep mouth with barbs sucked in the air, and the layers of wriggling flesh-like structures kept shaking, making Louis feel cold.

As for why we can see that there are five souls, it is of course because the light of the five "souls" are different.

Is this the squirming Hungry Extraordinary Item? Louis suppressed his discomfort and carefully observed the useful information.

So, this melancholy man leaning against the window and looking up at the chandelier at a 45-degree angle is Qi Lingos?
(End of this chapter)