Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 359 Do I, Klein, look like a greedy and lustful person? (3.5K)

"I accept this mission!"

Klein returned from the bathroom looking refreshed, apparently having obtained a good divination result.

Faced with the detective's attitude change so drastically, Ron, who was leaning on the soft sofa, curled his lips, knowing that this guy was probably going to the "Source Castle" to have his fortune told.

Smoothing his long golden hair that was tied into a ponytail, the young man relaxed his brows and answered loudly:
"Okay, as an advance payment, and so that you can blend in better, I will give you the Faceless Man potion and a complete set of little skirts."

"You can try it out now to see if it fits."

No need for the little skirt. I can hear your plan above the gray fog...

Klein curled his lips and muttered something in his heart. Then he saw Ron reach out to the empty space in front of him with one hand and pull out a thin glove.

The surface texture of this glove is delicate and the overall color is black. The material looks like human skin. It is the last legacy of "Pirate General" Qilingos, the wriggling hunger.

The blond boy said nothing, but slapped the object of the fallen path in the face. The object squirmed and trembled with hunger, huddled up in a ball with grievance, and spit out a dark characteristic with difficulty.

Although the surface of this feature is black, there are translucent faces inside. They appear and disappear, disappear and reappear. Klein just took a look and his head swelled unconsciously, as if he was dazzled.

"Spit some more!"

"Pa" another big slap in the face. The human leather gloves on the coffee table could not withstand the irresistible pressure, so he made a decision that went against his principles.

A bloody mouth cracked open on the palm of the glove, revealing two rows of white teeth. The wriggling hunger kept twisting and trembling, and finally spit out a large piece of fresh flesh and blood from inside.

Can you spit it out?!

Mr. Fool’s eyes almost popped out of his head, because the performance of the human-skin gloves at this moment was completely different from what Mr. Hanged Man had described at the Tarot Club.

Didn't they say that they must eat a living person every day? Didn't they say that if they couldn't eat a living person, they would eat their master?

How come such a high-end item has become so cowardly?

Ron ignored Klein's devilish look. He just stretched out his hands and fiddled with the squirming fresh flesh and blood, as if he was playing with plasticine.

Suddenly, the white and fleshy little hands left a trail of afterimages, and almost in an instant, the mass of flesh and blood turned into the blood of the Thousand Faced Hunter, black mandrake juice, dragon tooth grass powder, and three strands of deep-sea naga hair.

Holy shit! This is still possible, this will save a lot of money! ?
Mr. Fool opened his mouth in surprise. His spiritual intuition told him that these things that evolved from flesh and blood were real. They were not some kind of illusion, or they just changed their appearance.

“Interesting~”

Amon, who had his back to Klein, turned around unconsciously and watched the scene intently, full of curiosity.

I really want to steal this kind of authority and play with it...

At that moment, the angel glanced at Ron secretly, but before he could take any action, his conscience suddenly ached, he covered his chest with his hands, and fell to his knees with a thud.

Stealing things from "old father" is really a sin
"Tsk tsk tsk tsk..." Medici's dark red eyes sparkled as he marveled at the sight. Although he had seen this method, which was comparable to that of the Creator, when Ron resurrected him before, he was still very interested when he saw it for the second time.

"Here, go make your own potion. There's some in the container restaurant."

After throwing all the materials to Klein, the blond boy stretched himself lazily, with a sleepy look on his face.

"Will this really work?" Klein was full of doubts.

"Are you a little cutie (SB)? Can you use the fact that you don't know how to tell fortunes? And can I harm you?"

Ron raised his head proudly, reached out and grabbed the newspaper and the great detective's investigation report on the coffee table, wanting to go back to his bedroom.

But at this moment, Klein raised his hand awkwardly.

"Ron, can you teach me something about the occult?"

Why are you looking at me? You are all high-sequences, all demigods. Is it embarrassing for a "sequence seven" like me to ask such a question?

Feeling the inexplicable gazes of the angel and Medici, even though Mr. Fool had a thick skin like a city wall, he still felt a little embarrassed.

It's quite embarrassing to be asked about my test scores by relatives and friends after returning home.

"I didn't realize there was an illiterate person in this room..."

The great detective seemed to hear someone mocking him.

"Amon, go teach him!"

The blond boy frowned and thought for half a second, then handed the task to the Time Angel.

On the one hand, he wanted to test the results of Amon's recent transformation to see if he would deliberately harm others. On the other hand, it was just right for him to teach Klein.

There are always some things in common between Sefirah Castle and thieves.

……

Friday, early morning.

"The Air Pollution Investigation Committee was established, and further plans were made for reducing coal smoke emissions..."

"The Royal Opera House has been widely praised in recent months for changing its traditional exaggerated performances and incorporating more authenticity into each role. The following is a special interview with the famous actor Shana Murphy..."

"The development of the times and the progress of society have caused more people to lose their jobs. Where will the future of workers go..."

"Shocked! The terrorist organization in the southern continent is actually going to declare itself a country. Perhaps they don't even know the stability and beauty under the rule of the Kingdom of Loen..." The blond boy lying in the armchair finished reading today's newspaper and picked up the investigation report handed to him by Klein.

He pondered for a while, frowned slightly, and finally decided to go to the small bank to purchase the shares of Honest Steel Company.

In this era, industry is developing rapidly, and heavy industries such as steel are of paramount importance.

In the southern continent, in the areas ruled by the "Rose School", there were so few facilities as gas wall lamps that Ron could not bear to look at them.

Given the poor conditions, if there were no extraordinary beings, the countries in the northern continent would have already claimed that the land was theirs since ancient times.

So, since there are ready-made facilities at this stage, why not use them?
By only spending some money, you can enjoy a country's most advanced facilities and achievements in hundreds of years. When the time comes, you can set up a few companies and transport all the much-needed resources back to your own territory for development. It will be a wonderful thing.

What? There are also bills restricting the import and export of important resources?

Have you ever seen a fist as big as a sandbag?

"Humph, if it weren't for long-term development, I wouldn't even want to pay taxes!"

"I don't know if that poor guy succeeded. Don't let him be pushed onto the bed by the witch's temptation again."

The great being is diligent and far-sighted, and he cares deeply about his believers.

"Sharon, let's go to Charas Bank."

“Stop right here.”

The Faceless Man took off his hood, revealing a very handsome male face. Based on the mapping of the Joker's ability to his own face, Klein curled the corners of his mouth.

Taking a deep breath, he got off the rented carriage without hesitation and followed the information obtained through spiritual communication to a detached house with a small lawn and garden.

He knocked on the door, three short hard knocks and two long light knocks. After dozens of seconds, the door was opened from the inside.

The waiter looked at the familiar handsome man and nodded, then said hastily, "Mr. Xiweier, the lady is waiting for you."

"Okay, I got it!" Klein responded succinctly, striding forward. He looked a little impatient, as if he couldn't wait any longer.

But when he was halfway there, his steps paused noticeably.

Shit! What if that witch wants to force herself on me? According to my character, I should just lie down on the bed and accept it. Am I supposed to give in to her?
The "Faceless Man" realized the problem, but also realized that the role of the "Faceless Man" might not be as simple as he imagined.

After letting out a slight breath, Klein walked through the porch and came to a living room. He saw Madam Jessica, who was wearing a silk pajamas that revealed a large area of ​​snow-white skin and was looking at him with a faint smile.

Suppressing the instinctive blush on his face, Klein used the Joker's ability to control his muscles and expression. His eyes "greedily" looked at every corner of the lady from top to bottom and from left to right.

Tsk~ This is all a witch is? Not even as pretty as a little kid.

After looking at him for a long time, the great detective gave an honest evaluation in his mind.

Frankly speaking, after living with Ron for so long, he already had a strong resistance to this. She was just a witch. Did she really think that he, Klein, was ignorant?
Have you seen Mrs. Sharon’s big buns?
"The mission was completed well. Come here and let me see~"

Jessica was very satisfied with the invading gaze from a distance. Apparently, the growing desire in her heart made her develop some hidden habits.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, raised her legs and rubbed them continuously, openly showing off her witch's charm. At the same time, Klein, who was still at the door, suddenly felt his breathing become heavy, and an irresistible desire surged in his heart.

He took two steps at a time and rushed forward, but just halfway through, his brain, which was dominated by desire, suddenly woke up. Feeling the warm current coming from his chest, Klein did not show any abnormality, but just tightly grasped the black glove on his right hand.

Something is wrong. It's not like I haven't seen witches before. I was able to survive Madam Sharon's charm with 0-21. Why did this almost make me lose my mind?

His thoughts flashed through his mind quickly, and the great detective had already arrived in front of Mrs. Jessica. His eyes were full of lust, but in his heart he kept using meditation techniques to suppress the strange desire that was surging up.

Klein "impatiently" stretched out his right hand with a black glove and grabbed the greasy white thing that occupied his entire field of vision.

If this witch doesn't end her charm, then he won't consider the character issue and will just use his wriggling hunger to say some heartfelt words to Lady Jessica.

Anyway, infiltration is infiltration, investigation is investigation, but it is absolutely impossible to ask him to sell his body to obtain information!
"Heh, little pervert~"

Just as the black gloves were about to reach his chest, Jessica smiled sweetly and patted Klein's palm. At the same time, she ended her seduction and looked at Klein, whose face was flushed, with interest, as if she enjoyed seeing the other's painful look of unsatisfied desire.

It's no wonder that the Witch Cult is called an evil organization. Who can stand it?
Resisting the urge to twitch his lips, the former Night Watchman gained a deeper understanding of how evil the witches are.

But at this moment, before Klein could recover, he suddenly saw a Loen gold coin falling from high above, about to hit the ground.

As the gold coins spun in the air, they made a clear and pleasant sound that pleased the soul.

Without any hesitation, before Jessica could take this opportunity to arouse her stingy desire, the great detective grabbed the Loen gold coin. This smooth and flowing movement made the "Witch of Joy" stunned. She didn't expect that there would be such a greedy guy.

After catching the gold coin and rubbing it between his fingers, Klein suddenly saw Madam Jessica's strange gaze.

"Ahem, it was a reflex. I thought it was something fragile."

With an awkward laugh, he threw the gold coin back into the witch's arms, indicating that he was honest and not a person who would take advantage of others.

"Oh, what a lustful and greedy guy~"

Seeing Klein's performance, Jessica nodded with great satisfaction. She was not actually very satisfied with this subordinate who she had secretly trained, but he had completed his recent tasks quite well.

So she didn't mind getting to know him better and figuring out his character so that she could better control him.

(End of this chapter)