Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

After getting the knowledge of the spiritual realm he wanted from Green Light Serapis, Renekton has been immersed in books and the development of secret techniques.

Until Klein, who had sweat on his forehead, knocked on the door downstairs, Renekton still used the analyzed door-opening ability to connect the door of the study to the door of the living room downstairs.

After noticing the change on the door, Klein pushed the door open directly and walked into the study on the second floor.

Renekton looked at the sweat on Klein's forehead and asked:

"Are you hot?"

"Kind of, I bought a magical item, and its negative effect is that it makes people feel like they are in a hot summer."

As Klein spoke, he showed off the dark gold sunbird-shaped brooch he held in his hand.

"Yes." Renekton nodded slightly and snapped his fingers, causing a cool breeze to fill the study room instantly.

In the cold winter, the coolness is slightly biting. But it was just right for Klein. He felt that the heat on his body had dissipated a lot.

This time, Klein was not poured coffee, but a glass of juice. Renekton held the poured juice in his hand, and the cup was quickly covered with a thin layer of white frost.

"Here, iced juice, I think this is more suitable for your current appetite!"

Klein took the cold cup, took a long breath, and said with a slight smile on his face:

"You seem to be particularly good at casting spells."

"This is inevitable. Whether you are a reader or a spy, you are both good at casting spells."

Renekton nodded noncommittally, and then added:

"Don't drink too quickly. The burning sensation on your body is just an illusion. The most real feeling your body feels is cold."

Klein nodded gently and said:

"I see."

"Miss Sharon is already selecting an ambush location, and the operation should be launched in the next two days."

Renekton nodded slightly and responded:

"I understand, just let me know when you take action. I will probably stay at home and read during this time."

Klein looked at Renekton several times with some confusion in his eyes.

Renekton returned a confused look.

"Ahem, I feel like you've changed a bit."

Klein raised the glass of iced juice in his hand and said very seriously.

After a moment of silence, Renekton quickly rearranged his expression and said:

"Two days ago, I was reminded by the red light El Moria that human nature is a bit unstable. I have been adjusting my state in the past two days."

Klein frowned slightly and asked with a worried tone:

"Human nature is unstable? Is there any way to solve it?"

"Promote as soon as possible."

Renekton pointed at the stack of books on the desk.

Klein glanced at the pile of roughly bound books on the desk, and he could probably guess that they were preparing to develop a new secret technique.

"I understand, so I won't bother you for now. If you need help, you can come to me at any time."

He nodded to Renekton and left.

After Klein left, Renekton once again immersed himself in the ocean of knowledge.

While flipping through the book, I couldn't help but sigh:

"Unknowingly, I fell in love with reading. If it were me half a year ago, I would probably drown in the ocean of knowledge!"

The next morning, Renekton got up and washed himself, then went to the restaurant downstairs to enjoy the breakfast prepared by Bugs Bunny.

"Dong Dong~"

There was a knock on the door, and then the door creaked open on its own.

Klein glanced at the door that opened automatically, then turned to look at the newspapers and envelopes he had pulled out of the mail box.

Klein resisted the urge to turn on his spiritual vision. He felt that the spirit recovered by a crow could not be too normal. It was better not to see these spirits to avoid contaminating his eyes.

After entering the house, Klein walked straight to the dining room, pulled a chair and sat down before saying:

"Miss Sharon is ready. Let's meet at the back door of Brave Bar at 10 o'clock tonight."

"Well, I understand. When the time comes, you can go there by yourself. The Wounded Soul is also very good at divination. I need to keep my existence secret, otherwise those indulgent guys might just run away."

Renekton answered while eating his breakfast.

Klein nodded slightly and said, "Okay."

At 10 o'clock in the evening, in the alley behind the Brave Bar.

Klein was wearing a black double-breasted gown and a black top hat, and walked casually toward the nearest street with a strolling posture.

As soon as they reached the entrance of the alley, a carriage stopped in front. Behind the glass window was a pair of black eyes that always suppressed malice.

Klein calmly pressed down the top hat on his head, held the solid cane, and boarded the carriage.

"Is there another one?" Maric glanced at Klein and the empty alley behind him, and gradually frowned.

"He is hiding. Yuanhun is good at divination. He doesn't want the other party to shrink back because he is aware of his presence."

Maric pinched his frown and said in a doubtful tone:

"Your outfit is not suitable for fighting."

Klein smiled relaxedly and said:

"You and I have different extraordinary abilities and different fighting styles. Such a person will not cause any negative effects and is even suitable for me."

While explaining, he also took out three sedatives from a hidden pocket on the inside of his clothes. They were special sedatives that he bought from the fat pharmacist at the previous party.

On the other side of the car window, an illusory and transparent figure was quickly outlined.

Miss Sharon is wearing a black palace dress and a small soft hat.

Sharon looked at Klein with her blue eyes and said in an erratic tone:

"You explain too much and it's not natural enough."

"Maybe because I'm a little nervous."

Klein eased his embarrassment with a smile and responded.

Then he handed the three sedatives in his hand to Maric:

"You can drink it when you find a chance. You must be more experienced than me."

After taking the sedative, Maric gently shook the liquid inside and looked at the sealed and transparent glass test tube:

"no problem."

Klein nodded slightly and turned to ask other questions:

"Will you be harmed by the purification?"

"The living corpse will do it, and I will do it when I turn into a spirit state."

Sharon's answer was very concise and clear.

Klein nodded, and then asked about the impact of other types of injuries.

After about ten minutes, the living corpse driving the car tightened the reins. The carriage stopped in a dark place with dilapidated buildings, and the sound of rushing water could be heard not far away.

Maric explained:

"This place has been abandoned for a year and is about to be converted into the West Balam Shipyard. Our planned ambush location is in the warehouse area."

Klein stepped off the carriage, looked around, and began to recall the surrounding situation in his mind.

Abandoned dock. If something unexpected happens, the Tasok River is the best escape route. According to my previous understanding, if you go out from here and walk about two kilometers northwest, there is a lever belonging to the God of Steam and Machinery. church.

After walking for a few minutes, Klein and the others arrived at an open space surrounded by several warehouses.

Maric pointed to a wooden box placed quietly in a dark corner and said:

"That's the explosive you want."

Sharon looked around, her eyes stopped on the roof of a certain warehouse, and then moved away.

The ethereal voice said to Klein:

"You make your preparations here, and we will lure the enemy over. This will not take more than thirty minutes, so please seize the time."

"You communicate well with your friend. It's best to wait until the crimson moon corona appears, and then use that eye to find Steve and launch a surprise attack on him."

After listening carefully, Klein nodded slightly, chuckled and said:

"Simple plan."

"The simpler the plan, the more effective it is." Sharon responded calmly.

After the exchange, Sharon's figure disappeared instantly, and Maric quickly ran away from the dock.

Klein walked to the wooden box containing the explosives, took out the explosives one by one, and prepared to bury them in different corners and different warehouses.

The shadow next to him suddenly distorted. Renekton, wearing a long light brown trench coat and a gray wool sweater with a stand-up collar, walked out of the shadows holding a bone staff.

Klein's eyes paused for a moment on the bone staff in Renekton's hand that was as long as an adult's forearm. This bone staff gave him a strong ominous and dark feeling.

"After discovering the wronged soul, you attack him first. I will not take the initiative to observe the location of the wronged soul. This will break my secret state."

After reminding Klein, the surrounding shadows squirmed once again, covering Renekton's figure and disappearing in place.

"Okay." Klein said toward the open space ahead, and left the corner with the gunpowder, regardless of whether the other party heard him.

After burying all the explosives, Klein took out his revolver and adjusted the proportion of bullets inside, replacing it with three purification bullets and two exorcism bullets.

I also threw some matches and cut-out paper figures in inconspicuous places.

After doing all this, Klein looked at the surrounding environment, and after confirming that nothing was missing, he took out the sun brooch from the iron box and wore it on his left chest.

He climbed to the roof of a nearby warehouse and hid in the shadows.

"Pop!" With a snap of his fingers, the paper man that he had thrown between the two warehouses suddenly gained strength and transformed into himself and stood there.

On the roof of the warehouse opposite, Renekton was sitting in the shadows, his aura and figure completely obscured, quietly watching Klein's busy work below.

Not long after, there were three figures approaching at a very fast speed in the distance.

Maric, who was running at the front, was faster than the steam train at its peak. In a whoosh, his figure arrived at the entrance of the clearing.