Back in the real world, Klein immediately took out his pen and paper and wrote a short letter:

"Investigating the nameless island that caused the death of Green, William, and Perley, can start with Edwards, Benjamin Abraham and the descendants of the three dead."

This is a letter to the "Mysterious Queen" Bernardy, so Klein did not write the reason, and I believe the other party can understand what this means.

After folding the letter paper, Klein randomly found a piece of candle and began the summoning ceremony.

After simply completing the pre-set part, he put the letter paper on the altar, took two steps back, and chanted in a low voice in Guchmis:

"I!

“I call in my name:

"The invisible creatures that travel in the upper world and the strange spiritual bodies that are friendly to humans are the messenger of Bernady Gustav."

As soon as he finished speaking, Klein's inspiration was suddenly touched, and his instinct was activated by consciousness.

But he saw nothing.

Then he found that the letter placed on the altar was gone.

The messenger of the "Mysterious Queen" is very special... Next time I switch to the "Spirit Line" visual... Klein was stunned for a second, and sighed in his heart.

…………

In the evening, a carriage drove to the junction of the Beckland Bridge area and the East District and stopped.

Wearing a long wool dress and a dark cloak, Forsy paid the fare to 3 Sule, walked off the taxi car, walked slowly along the shadow of the street, ready to go around a big circle and get rid of the imaginary stalker.

After the previous Tarot party, she quickly defeated her laziness, cleaned up and went out, and visited past teachers, classmates and colleagues one by one.

As for the reasons, you don’t need to look for them specifically. It is normal to care about friends and acquaintances who have been attacked.

The reason why it was not last week was that at that time, in the eyes of ordinary people, the situation in Beckland was still particularly tense and could encounter a new round of attacks at any time. Naturally, everyone should try not to go out without going out.

Fors originally prepared a whole set of rhetoric about how to direct the topic to the hospital during the visit, but it was useless. Her teachers, classmates and former colleagues often talked about this matter for a few minutes, without exception, giving people the illusion that similar situations occurred in all hospitals.

No, Fors knew that this was not an illusion, so he was inexplicably frightened and suspected that he would have nightmares at night.

There is no need to make much changes. Just change the end of the patient's miraculous recovery to the fact that the physical trauma has healed, but his mental disorder is completely unhappy. It is a good thriller story. It also happens in a city where everyone is familiar and a hospital that often comes into contact with and has a horror atmosphere. The sense of substitution is simply perfect. I can almost foresee that another best-selling novel is about to be born, but I don't know if I can handle this subject...

Well, the only problem is that this story lacks enough emotion... A female patient kissed the face full of mushrooms and weeds affectionately? Is this too curious... As Fols walked and thought, he entered the creative state without realizing it.

At this moment, she saw a shadow in front of her, and she saw a figure walking out from the shadows in front of which the gas street lights could not shine.

The figure was wearing a black windbreaker and a half-tall hat, with a face with deep lines and cold features. Except for the lack of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, it was exactly the same as the crazy adventurer German Sparo who was roaming the five seas.

Although Fors knew that Mr. World would not hunt him and was here to fulfill the contract, he still couldn't help but feel nervous, as if he had faced the strictest teacher when he was studying.

"Uh, good evening." She slowed down, but continued to move forward and said hello.

Klein nodded, said nothing, turned around and walked into the secluded alley on the side. The gas street lights inside had been destroyed and could not emit any light.

Looking at the dark environment, Fors also didn't say anything, lowered his head slightly, and followed German Sparrow without any speed.

When he came to the depths of the alley, Klein looked around and said in a low voice:

"Ask me if your teacher knows Benjamin Abraham, if I know, I want all his information and all the words and pictures he left behind."

"Uh... OK, OK." Fors was waiting for Mr. World to take him to "teleport" to another place, but he didn't expect that the other party would inexplicably mention another thing and almost couldn't react.

Without asking why, she nodded quickly and agreed, as if she couldn't wait to do it.

Then, she took a deep breath and continued to wait for German Sparrow to approach, grabbed her shoulder, and began to "teleport".

But after several seconds, nothing happened.

Forsi looked up in shock and saw Mr. "World" still standing in front of him, looking at him.

She then heard the other party speak in a low voice:

“Write now.”

Now I'm writing... Forsy didn't ask why, and said subconsciously:

"I didn't bring paper, pen, envelopes and stamps."

Before she finished speaking, these four things were thrown over.

"..." Forth took the things, walked a few steps, and then shone the lights of the gas street at the entrance of the alley and the hard walls, quickly writing a letter to his teacher Dorian Gray Abraham.

Klein inserted his hands into his pockets, waiting patiently, without any impatience.

In fact, he had long lurked around Miss "Magic" and had just not appeared.

According to the address provided by Fors, he secretly started surveillance since the other party left in the afternoon. The surveillance method was to ask the secret servant to pray to the "Sea God" Kavetuva from time to time, and the body was above the gray fog, and used the prayer light spots to observe the situation in the area near the "Magician".

With the help of "real vision", Klein can currently be sure that Zaratho has not set his sights on Miss "Magic" and that contact is safe.

After knowing that Miss "Magic" had met Zarathu's secret puppet, how could Klein feel at ease and boldly meet with the other party and take her to "travel"?

Now, he is convinced that Zaratho was attracted by the seal of the Abraham family or the "Saint Saint" Butis, and a small sequence of "Magician" 6 was not noticed at all, and was not exposed.

A few minutes later, Fors finished writing, sealed the hole and stamped it with a sticky herbal powder I carried with him.

"Now, just throw it into the mailbox?" Fors glanced at the surface of the envelope with the teacher's address and real name written on it, and asked a little hesitantly.

She believes that this matter must be done by herself and cannot be handed over to the "world", otherwise it may bring danger to the teacher.

Of course, if German Sparrow insisted, Fors felt that he had no choice. Even if he tore the letter apart, he would still be able to be hypnotized and psychic.

Klein nodded invisibly:

"After the vote, go back here."

Huh...Fols breathed a long sigh, turned around, ran to the street, and found the mailbox.

After completing all this, she returned to the dark alley, without waiting for German Sparrow to speak, she handed over the pen and the remaining two stamps, and said with a very fast speech:

"One picture is enough."

Klein glanced at Miss "Magic" and took the stamps and pens, saying in a plain tone:

"This shows that your teacher lives at no more than 100 kilometers from Beckland."

"..." Fors' expression frozen.

What's this? I also know that your teacher lives in Pritz Port and is likely to have not moved out yet... As for why you were given three stamps, of course it was intentional... Klein muttered a few words in his heart, took a few steps, and came to Miss "Magic".

He then poked out his left palm wearing transparent gloves and grabbed the shoulder of the lady opposite.

"Magician" Forsi unconsciously lowered his head again.

The surrounding color blocks suddenly became rich, layered and accumulated together, and countless figures with difficult-to-describe specific forms flashed quickly.

When the things and tones that the eyes see return to normal, Fors raised his head like a conditioned reflex and said thank you.

However, German Sparrow's figure was gone!

Fors looked around a little confusedly and found himself standing in a corner where no one was there, in front of him, with noise and wine scents coming from outside.

Fors pulled his cloak, and with a bit of a foreigner's timidity, he walked out of the door and saw many men dressed in pirates.

They were wearing short swords on their waists, holding pistols, drinking strong wine, and discussing with high interest that the fleets of Fsak and Roone were stronger and weaker. Many beautifully dressed women mingled among them, like dancing butterflies.

Wearing a Beckland-style tweed dress, wearing a dark cloak, long and slightly curly brown hair, with a somewhat mature temperament, but timid expression, Fores was like a lamb breaking into the wolf pack, so incongruous and so conspicuous that he quickly attracted one gaze after another.

She vaguely felt familiar with the words those people said to her, as if they were branches of a certain language she had learned, but she still couldn't understand them in a short period of time.

Where am I, what am I doing, who are they... In a daze, a man with a big waist and round waist squeezed over and said in a rather awkward Ruen language:

“10 Suller, one night!”

...Fols is also a person who has been involved in many circles of extraordinary people. Although he doesn't know where this is, he knows very well what he has encountered. The light in his eyes condenses strangely, flashing one after another, and finally freezes into one.

The indescribable majesty emanated from her, causing the people around her to subconsciously avoid her gaze.

This is the "authority" of the "judge" and a qualitative change in the ability of the "arbitrator".

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Theros Island.

Daniz hid in the shadows, monitoring the intelligence dealer Baz seriously and focused.
Chapter completed!