"Moon puppet"... Forsy's heart moved, retracted his distracted attention, turned his head to look at the party members who were talking just now.

The gentleman wearing an iron black mask had taken out a small puppet and showed it to the surroundings:

"A friend of mine found a small group of tombs deep in the Pass Valley in the southern continent, and the puppet was inserted into the right eye socket of one of the dead."

Like other party members, Fors carefully examined the puppet and found that it was slender and more like a small wooden stake carved with crescent eyes and mouth, and was inlaid with dried dead grass and flowers.

It didn't look special... Fors muttered in his heart, the inspiration was not touched at all, and the pen she was holding was still hovering on a copper-green notebook.

The gentleman wearing an iron black mask continued to introduce:

"My friend and I were unable to confirm what this puppet is, but we just suspect that it is not that simple and maybe there are quite a few secrets.

"It can be bought with 60 pounds, only 60 pounds. The price is very fair. Even if it really has nothing to do with the mysterious realm, it is a good antique, worth 40 pounds.

"That is, the opportunity to spend 10 pounds to buy a surprise is only a small amount of money for you."

A very tempting statement, this gentleman should be a successful salesman, but I don’t even have pounds... While Fors laughed at himself, he thought that no one here should buy the so-called “moon puppet” with unknown origins and unknown functions.

As soon as she thought, she suddenly heard a deliberately lowered female voice:

“50 pounds.”

Is this too rich and willing to bet on luck? Forsy subconsciously turned his head and looked at the talking party members, and saw the lady wearing a hooded robe with her face hidden in the shadow.

At this time, the owner of the "Moon Puppet" laughed:

"Then I prefer to keep it myself, maybe I will find its specialness at any time."

As he spoke, he found that no one else had raised the price, so he changed the subject:

"Of course, as a gentleman, since you expressed your desire and the price is reasonable, I am willing to satisfy your wish."

"Trade." The hooded lady responded in a deep voice.

Soon, the waiter of the party owner helped them complete the transaction, and Fors noticed that the lady had a slight trembling palm when she got the "Moon Puppet".

She attached great importance to this item... She might really know the special nature of the puppet...Moon puppet...Moon...from the southern continent...Fols suddenly had an association and remembered the "primitive moon" believers that Mr. Moon wanted to find. He was a little suspicious that the hooded lady was one of them, or there was a connection.

Of course, she had no evidence, and even the reason for speculation seemed not strong enough.

Huh...Fols breathed silently and decided to find a way to verify it.

She seemed to be casually flipping the hard shell notes in her hand and presented a page of brown parchment.

The paper is printed with various patterns, deep or shallow, and they form strange pictures with unknown images and ancient and mysterious images.

This is one of the pages of "Lemano Travel Notes", which records an extraordinary ability.

It was not what Fores later found opportunities to record, but one of the five pages that had already existed.

Fors raised his head, pretended to observe other people's transactions, and took all the situation next to the lady wearing a hood into his eyes.

She found a dark brown spotted mosquito sticking to the nearby walls, and unknown bugs crawled slowly over the ground.

Forth's fingers naturally and lightly slid across the dark patterns on the page of brown parchment, and a complex symbol quickly formed in his mind.

Silently and without any abnormality, she felt that she had "understood" the spotted brown mosquito, and her own thoughts were connected with the other party's thoughts.

The spotted brown mosquito flew up and flew very low.

It circled under the hooded lady and carefully pressed to the other person.

The vision of the spotted brown mosquito is different from that of humans. It forms an incomprehensible scene in Forsy's mind, but it quickly disintegrates and recombines, outlining the corresponding normal picture:

The woman in the hooded woman had softer contours, darker skin tone, slender eyebrows, and drooping corners of her mouth.

Forsi immediately recognized the other party. She was Windsor Belling, a believer of the "primitive moon" that Mr. Moon wanted to find!

A valid clue of 100 pounds, directly locked in 500 pounds! Fors recalled the content of the reward and felt a burning heat in his heart.

Her first reaction was to drive the spotted brown mosquito to bite Windsor. Bellin sucked her blood in one bite, so that she could then use "astrology" to directly lock in the other party's whereabouts.

However, after struggling for a while, she gave up this idea because this was the most taboo behavior at the extraordinary party. As long as she was discovered, she would definitely be besieged to death by all the party members.

The conveners of the party always have good strength. If they do too much, they will easily be noticed by the other party!

Well, just make 100 pounds, and then you have an extra chance to consider the issue of direct locking... I have to leave this party early and apply my blood to the surface of "Lemano's Travel Notes" to avoid getting lost, which is very dangerous... Forth suppressed his feelings of loss and made a final decision.

In fact, her behavior just now had already crossed the line, which made her not want to stay too much.

…………

Hilston District, in an upscale hotel.

Klein stood behind the convex window, quietly admiring the red moon and thin clouds at high altitude.

I don't know how long it took, but he took off his white hair on his temples and reached out to pull up the curtains.

Then, he was busy moving the radio closure back to the real world and pre-displayed most of the smell.

This time, he only waited for about ten seconds, and felt the room becoming gloomy and dark, and heard the radio ticker making a clatter sound.

Klein moved closer and saw a piece of illusory white paper spitting out, which was written in Ruenwen:

"Great Master, look at the right side!"

On the right... Klein turned his head in amused and puzzled, looking to the side.

Wherever he saw, there was a full-length mirror, which had become dark and seemed to be coated with ink.

As soon as Klein's thought flashed, the mirror of the whole body suddenly became brighter, and inside there were illusory fireworks rushing into the air, blooming and falling, splendid and gorgeous.

At the same time, a line of golden Ruenwen appeared in the center of the full-body mirror:

"Welcome back, my great master!"

At this moment, although the "magic mirror" Arodes did not make any sound, Klein felt that it was shouting at the top of his lungs.

The fireworks calmed down, and the golden words twisted and reorganized, forming new words:

"Great Master, your humble and loyal servant, Arodes, would like to ask, is there anything that can serve you?"

Klein was already very accustomed to this and said skillfully:

“Answer my question.”

The golden words are reorganized again:

"Thank you for your answer, you can ask questions."

Klein said with preparation:

"Where did the evil spirits in the underground ruins of Williams Street go?"

On the full-body mirror, the golden words solidified for several seconds and slowly disappeared. The background of the blooming fireworks was first blurred and then clear, and turned to another scene.

The scene is an abandoned chapel, filled with withered vines, scattered with gray stones and feces left by birds and beasts.

Klein was quite familiar with this, which was exactly where he and Miss Sharon talked to the evil spirits.

As the picture approaches, Klein saw a small pothole that appeared in the half-collapse corner of the church, with obvious marks of finger pulling on the inside.

Miss "Magic" mentioned this... As Klein's thoughts surged, a cold and smiling voice came from the picture:

“Happy cooperation!”

As this sentence penetrated the soil, the scene suddenly blurred and twisted, turning into a messed-up water surface, and eventually completely shattered.

Happy cooperation...Who is the evil spirit saying that cooperation is happy?

The angel polymer that can make a "hunter" path speak in this tone, the person opposite should be of a low status, and may even reach the angel level. But why did He dig a pit with his hands? He should have more, easier, and less waste of time...

The angel himself was also restricted? Well, just like the old man in Leonard's body? By the way, Leonard was in Beckland at that time! This is a clue, but there are various other possibilities. The angel rank is not equal to an angel...

Who did the evil spirit manipulate Pound contact with the Baron? It seems that Intis and Fsak's spies were smoke bombs deliberately fired by the evil spirit, and they are worthy of being "conspirators"... One thought after another flashed through Klein's mind, and turned to the "magic mirror" Arodes:

"The second question is, I have three housekeepers now. Who do you think is more suitable?"

The golden Ruenwen words emerged one by one:

"If you choose Ribak and Walter, there will be some additional expansion, Asnia is the most professional and 'ordinary'."

Well... the two who came from the Duke of Negan and Viscount Connord's family did have an extra development... Klein nodded thoughtfully and said:

"It's your time to ask a question."

At this time, a bunch of golden words suddenly surged out:

"Great Master, how do you think I am a butler? As long as you can bring me out of the Steam Church, I can become the best butler in the world!"

...Kline hesitated for a second and replied tactfully:

“Not suitable yet.”

The golden words on the full-body mirror suddenly became dim, and then they were excited and shining again, and they were squirming and reorganized:

"OK.

"Aroldes, your loyal and humble servant, will wait patiently."

Immediately afterwards, a complex pattern appeared on the full-body mirror, accompanied by explanation text:

"This is a rune composed of corresponding symbols and magical signs. Great Master, as long as you are still in Beckland and write it on paper, it is equivalent to notifying me here."

A combination of symbols representing secrets and peeping... Klein briefly identified:

"good."
Chapter completed!