"The folklore of the Southern Continent is really different from ours. Audrey looked down at the feather hat in the gift box and complimented, "But it's still very much in line with my aesthetic." ”

On the one hand, she really thinks that the processed feather is like a work of art, and on the other hand, she thinks that its style is too obvious and extreme, and it is not the kind she likes to use as accessories.

It's like when many people visit ancient ruins, they will be interested in and praise things with unique patterns and mysterious patterns, but they will rarely buy similar things to keep at home or as accessories.

Hearing this, Klein smiled and said:

"There are actually great differences between the various folk customs of the southern continent, and the east and west Bailang are almost completely different from those in the highlands and river valleys, but of course, they also have something in common, such as the reverence for gold, which is believed to have magical powers. ”

Speaking of which, he pointed to the feather in Audrey's hand and said:

"It is rumored that those who wear this hat will be blessed by the Quetzalcoatl, the 'Grim Reaper'. ”

He was hinting at the hidden role of that feather.

Audrey, who is already the "audience" channel sequence 6, easily heard the hidden meaning of Mr. "World's" words, and understood that the hat ornament could get a response from the so-called "Grim Reaper" at a critical moment and play a certain role.

As for how to do it, it is a basic knowledge of the occult, and Audrey has mastered it very solidly, and there is no need for Mr. Dawn Dantès to explain anything else.

She smiled lightly without showing her teeth:

"I really like it and I'll put it in my hat for the right occasion. ”

Yes, it's easy to talk to an "audience...... Crane smiled back, pointed to the door, and said:

"There are still gifts to give. ”

"Today you are the most popular person here. Audrey smiled in response, expressing her gratitude in this tactful way.

At the same time, she was a little troubled and hesitated to find an opportunity to tell Mr. "World", who had been involved in Cuarón's suicide, and who was very interested in it.

Well, it's almost Monday, so let's save it for the tarot meeting, so it's more convenient to communicate at that time...... It just so happens that I also want to ask Mr. "Hanged Man" and "Hermit" for advice on how to deal with the current situation, especially how to guard against the suggestion and hypnosis of high-level strong people, after all, it is not always possible to pray to Mr. "Fool" in advance and receive the blessing of angels...... If you think about it, that kind of hypnosis is really scary, and you will do what you are told before you know it, and you don't notice it at all...... Audrey's thoughts were like boiling water, gurgling bubble after bubble.

This made her suspect that many people in Bakeland's high society circle had been hypnotized and acted against their true thoughts and wishes.

In addition, she also vaguely understood something:

Every time my father and mother go to St. Samuel's Church to participate in the dispersal, it is definitely Archbishop Beckland who presides over the ceremony, and the one who can hold this position must be the demigods of the Church of the Night!

Sometimes, His Excellency the Archbishop would come to visit us at home and chat with us...... Is this a precaution for something like this? So, Herwin Lambis didn't go too far with my hypnosis? Audrey watched Dwayne Dantès walk out of her office, closed the door with her hand, sat down again, picked up her pen, and scribbled unconsciously on the paper.

When she retracted her thoughts, the white paper in front of her was already intertwined with circles, a pair of cold eyes, and a human face with divergent lines.

Just by glancing, Audrey tightened her spirits, and hurriedly used the friction between spirit and matter to ignite the white paper and burn it to ashes.

The things that were scribbled just now reflected her true emotions and thoughts to some extent!

For a qualified "psychiatrist", interpreting similar drawings is a basic operation, so Audrey did not let the traces remain.

After a while, Klein finished giving the gifts, chatted with the directors for a while, and then went into the room where he was resting for a part-time director, took out a pen and paper, sat down on the couch, and began to write a letter:

"Dear Mr. Azik......"

When he was in the Southern Continent, Crane wrote a letter about Adam's successful revenge on Ince Zangwill, along with Leonard and Daly, and sent it to the sleeping Mr. Azik by blowing the brass whistle and summoning a messenger.

As for the question of Adam and "0-08" mentioned in the letter, Klein didn't care at all, anyway, the "fantasy angel" must know about his relationship with Mr. Azik, and sharing the things he encountered with acquaintances would not cause any violent reactions.

This time, the content of Klein's letter did not involve the transcendent field, and with a smile and gentle strokes, he made a detailed sharing of the charity and student assistance he had just learned from Audrey and other councilors, and said at the end:

“...... It's really a meaningful thing, and I feel satisfied and happy, Mr. Azik, do you think so?

"When you wake up, maybe you can try to do something similar, and every time you come back to life, you can see the children you have helped, and at that time, although you don't remember them, they will definitely remember you......"

After writing and putting the pen away, Crane read it carefully again to make sure there was no problem, and then blew the brass whistle, summoned the Bone Courier, and took the letter.

Then, he took his personal servant, Enyuni, and left the "Rune Charity Scholarship Fund" and went to St. Samuel's Church not far away, where he prayed silently for a quarter of an hour in the dark and quiet large prayer hall.

As always, Klein went to the offering box and threw a stack of cash into it, totaling 80 pounds.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he approached Bishop Elektra, chatted with him for a while, and listened to the sermon.

This heralds the return of Dawn Dantès in the realm of religious and social interaction.

As for the gifts, Klein did not give them in person, because it was in the church of the goddess, and privately, Walter, the butler, would naturally deliver the items to the homes of several bishops on his behalf.

............

At tea time, Klein left 160 Berlund Street as scheduled to visit Dr. Allen's house, which Richardson had already gone to inform him in the morning, and received a possible answer.

This time, Klein met not only Dr. Alan Cress, but also his wife, Wilma Gletis, as well as the newborn baby and his brother and sister.

"It's a shame I didn't make it, uh......" Klein paused deliberately until Werner Gletis smiled and responded with a "Will".

He reorganized the language:

"It's a pity that I went to East Bailang and was not able to attend Will's birth feast.

"It's a popular amulet over there that brings good luck to children. ”

As he spoke, he handed the gold ornament in his hand to Dr. Allen.

Alan Kreese is not a person who is very good at words, so he did not refuse, but took it directly, nodded and said:

"Thank you. ”

Then, he took the rope and lowered the golden amulet into the stroller next to him, and shook it:

"Will, do you like it?"

The chubby baby wrapped in silver silk raised his arm, flicked it, and slammed the golden amulet out.

Hit it out......

In the living room, the scene was suddenly a little awkward, and Klein smiled and broke the silence:

"It's a child's reaction. ”

At this time, the maid brought in the three-layer tray for afternoon tea snacks, so that the guests and hosts took advantage of the situation to change the topic, and the atmosphere returned to harmony.

While drinking black tea and eating snacks, Klein talked about the peculiar customs of East and West Bailang, which made Mr. and Mrs. Alan and the other two children very interested, and asked a few questions from time to time.

In the process, Klein suddenly turned his face to the stroller position, smiled and asked:

"You don't seem to like my gifts?"

While he asked, Mr. and Mrs. Allen and the others in the living room were not at all unusual, and they still looked like they were listening attentively.

In the illusion scene created by Crane, the narration doesn't stop yet!

Will Unsetin, who had fleshy arms, snorted when he heard this, and said in a childish voice:

"What's the point of this gift?

"You might as well just give me 'Gwadar', at least I can drink it!"

Klein shook his head with a smile and said:

"There's news that Urrolius has been wounded by someone and won't be able to look for you for a while. ”

He didn't dare to mention Adam's name and title, and he didn't even think much of it, for fear that the leader of the Dusk Hermit Society would find out the whereabouts of Will Unsetin, the "Serpent of Fate".

As for the description of the Amon brothers, Klein also gave up for the time being, because no one knew whether Amon was still in Beckland, and often mentioning the name of this "Angel of Time" might lead to a convergence of fates.

However, Klein believes that Will Onsetin should be able to guess who injured the "Angel of Destiny", as the only ones who are still active in the real world and are slightly higher than Urrolius are Adam and Amon.

- The description he used was "someone", which ruled out the siege of several archangels and the use of "0" level seals.

Will Unsetin was quiet for a while and said:

"I'll just say, the deviation of your fate is a good thing in the long run. ”

After exchanging this information, Klein was about to dismantle the illusion when he suddenly heard Will Unsetin mutter:

"Oops, suddenly I want to drink 'Gwadar', it's better to add some ice. ”

"This drink isn't good for children!" Crane interrupted the illusion with a serious face, and reached out to pick up one of the ice creams that the maid had just delivered.

Then, under the watchful eyes of Alan and Velma, he scooped up a piece of ice cream with a silver spoon and smiled at the child:

"Will, do you want to eat?

"Want to eat?"

Mrs. Verma laughed and said:

"We Will don't like to eat this. ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Crane shoved the ice cream from the silver spoon into his mouth.

"Wow!"

The child in the stroller let out a loud cry.