Mystery: I'm secretly opening my vest

Chapter 72 Kemiao must work hard to become stronger 10
Monday.

After staying up all night for half the night, Klein fell asleep until twelve o'clock in the noon before he sat up from the bed leisurely and stretched his limbs comfortably.

The house was extremely quiet. His older brother Benson went to work in the morning, and he usually didn't return home until evening, while his younger sister, Melissa, also went to school, so Klein was the only one left at home.

There is always an inexplicable sense of refreshment when you take a vacation while others are at work or school.

After Klein went to the bathroom to solve his physical problems, he lay back on the bed, lazily not wanting to move.

The autumn sun was not as hot and glaring as summer. It shone through the window on Klein's body, making his muscles relax a lot, and he felt the comfort and laziness he had never experienced before.

During Klein's rare leisure time, his eyelids gradually became heavy. In the end, he couldn't resist the drowsiness and closed his eyes in a daze.

At some point, Klein felt as if he had entered a boundless darkness, and he couldn't see his fingers everywhere.

He walked and walked in such darkness, as if wandering aimlessly.

He didn't know how long he had walked, how far he had walked, and how long it had passed, when he suddenly saw a light in front of him, and an ordinary log desk appeared under the light.

Klein walked towards the desk curiously, and saw a quill flying briskly on the desk.

The moment Klein's hand was about to touch the quill, a strong sense of danger suddenly swept through his body.

Klein's heart thumped a few times, his eyes blurred, and he realized that he had woken up from his sleep.

"Goo."

His stomach growled in spite of himself, Klein rubbed his hungry stomach, picked up the silver pocket watch from the bedside table, opened it and glanced at the time.

25:[-] p.m.

Klein decided to get up and wash up, and then went to the kitchen to find something to eat. It was time for the Tarot Club to start again.

Lunch for one person, of course, is as convenient as it is, and Dixie Pie with sweet iced tea can be said to be a perfect combination.

Dixi pie is a baked snack that is golden in color and only needs butter, flour, apples and pork to make.

Klein took out the semi-finished product from the freezer, brushed the surface with egg yolk, and then used a knife to make a small opening on the top to facilitate the escape of water vapor.

squirt.

Then put it into the oven, bake at 180 degrees Celsius for 45 minutes, and the crispy and sweet Dixie pie is out of the oven, exuding a tempting aroma.

As for sweet iced tea, it's even simpler, and its taste is very close to iced black tea.

Put the black tea bag into the kettle, add an appropriate amount of sugar, and then put it in ice water for low-temperature extraction.

Then slice the lemon, put it into a transparent glass, add a few pieces of white ice cubes, then pour the cold-brewed black tea into it, stir it with a spoon, and the sweet and sour iced tea is ready up.

Klein picked up Dixie's pie and took a bite.

The first thing I feel is the crispness of the skin, the perfect combination of flour and butter, not only does not have the slightest greasy feeling, but it has a faint milky fragrance.

The filling of the freshly baked Dixie pie is still steaming. The sweetness of the apples matches the tenderness of the pork. The rich gravy exploded in Klein's mouth. Spit out the food in the middle, but kept breathing hot air.

Until he swallowed the pie in his mouth, Klein could still feel the sweetness from between his lips and teeth. This kind of sweet taste was so memorable that he couldn't even let it go.

At this time, it is necessary to take a sip of cold and sweet iced tea to relieve the greasy taste in the mouth.

Sour and slightly sweet, sweet and sour with a slightly cool taste, it can be said that most people can't stop the delicacy.

After taking a sip of the sweet iced tea, Klein felt that the heat in his body subsided, and he felt refreshed and energetic.

He couldn't help admiring:
"It was delicious."

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After lunch, Klein poured himself another cup of sweet iced tea. He hummed a tone-deaf tune, happily returned to his room, and locked the door behind him.

The spiritual release sealed the entire room, and then Klein walked four steps counterclockwise to the gray mist.

In the huge and silent ancient palace, Klein, who was sitting on the bronze seat, suddenly frowned.

"Why didn't I divination once when I hunted down two members of the Witch Sect in the West End."

"Am I being affected again by the force that affects my destiny?"

Klein's expression turned serious. He thought carefully about the strange things he encountered recently, and the more he thought about it, the more reasonable he felt.

He understood that divination is not omnipotent at the stage of "Seer", but this does not mean that divination is useless at all.As a professional fortune teller, it is impossible for him to go to battle without divination once.

Klein immediately manifested a piece of parchment, and wrote a new divination statement on it with a pen:
"During the battle last night, I was affected by extraordinary factors, which made me forget about divination."

Putting down the pen, Klein untied the pendulum wrapped around his wrist, allowing the yellow crystal to hang above the parchment.

After the seven times of incantation are finished, the citrine starts to rotate clockwise.

Sure enough, I was affected, was the fight last night just another coincidence?In that case, Innis also has a problem. Why do I ignore this in reality?A spiritual self-protection mechanism?
Klein wrote a new divination statement on the parchment:

"I'm in reality, calling out to myself, and there's a danger of recalling things that have been overlooked."

After reciting it silently seven times, the pendulum in Klein's hand swayed slightly clockwise.

This shows that there is danger, but it is not that big, at least not as big as last night. The swing of the pendulum can fully explain this point.

Klein relaxed a little.

The time was almost up, and Klein stretched out his hand among the red stars representing Mr. Sun, Miss Justice, Mr. Hanged Man and Miss Wheel of Fortune.

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City of Silver, in the bedroom of the Berg family.

Since Derrick saw Mister Fool above the gray mist last time, he hasn't left the house for two days.

This also meant that he skipped two days of classes.

Yes, that's right.

Although Derrick is tall, he is already taller than Klein, but he is still a child, what does the child want to do if he doesn't go to school?Want to go to heaven?

But luckily, the school in the City of Silver was also within Elder Demeter's jurisdiction, and Elder Demeter knew the reason why Derrick didn't go to school.

He explained to Derrick's class teacher that the death of Derrick's parents made Derrick's mental state very poor and he needed to rest, so he took two days off.

This is also the reason why no one has knocked on the door of Berg's house in the past two days.

　Today's second update, updated in advance.I am hungry writing in the middle of the night, I want everyone to be hungry together.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)