Mystery: Who has seen my brother?

Chapter 174 A Friend's Student

Eve quietly put the paper crane back into Klein's pocket, raised her right hand and placed it on his shoulder. She smiled and said, "Ms. Lisandra's identification will be arriving soon."

As soon as the girl finished speaking, there were two knocks on the door.

Klein subconsciously turned his head to look at the wooden door. He was slightly startled, then quickly walked to it and opened it. A blonde woman in a black dress came into view. She stood quietly in front of the door, her face expressionless. While not dull, she gave off the impression of a delicate doll.

Seeing Klein opening the door, the blonde lady's eyelashes trembled slightly. She raised her eyes slightly and glanced at Klein, but her face remained expressionless. However, Klein's enhanced ability to control his facial expressions also improved his ability to discern other people's expressions. He noticed from the lady's subtle expression that she seemed a little surprised.

surprise?

Uh...could she have misunderstood something?

Klein opened his mouth slightly, wanting to explain, but then he thought, in this situation, the more he explained, the more people would speculate. It would be better to be frank. Besides, Eve had the delivery delivered to her door, so she must trust him and wouldn't be the type to spread rumors. He then closed his mouth, swallowing the explanation that was on his lips before turning it into a simple greeting, "Hello, Miss."

"Hello," the blonde lady replied politely. She raised the briefcase in her hand with a nonchalant expression, looked behind Klein, and said, "I'm looking for Miss Eve."

Klein turned sideways, leaving enough space for the other person to pass. Seeing this, the lady nodded slightly to Klein and entered the house.

"Hey, Miss Sharon." Eve smiled and waved, then walked over.

The moment Klein closed the door with his back to them, Sharon quickly stood still, bent her knees slightly, and bowed, finishing the action just as Klein turned around.

She said respectfully, "Miss Eve, here are the documents you need."

"Thank you very much." Eve took the file bag and thanked him.

"It's my pleasure."

Sharon maintained a normal posture, took two steps back and said goodbye to Eve.

Klein had just closed the door and turned around a few seconds before he saw Sharon about to leave. He took two steps and immediately retracted his legs. He turned back to the door and opened it sideways.

Sharon saw Klein politely open the door for her first. She nodded slightly at him and stepped out.

"Who is this lady?" After Sharon left, Klein closed the door and turned around to ask.

Although it was only a brief encounter, the young lady's words and actions revealed her respect for Eve. Although this respect was within a normal range, Eve's identity always made Klein overthink it.

"Sharon, a member of the Rose School of Temperance," Eve said, holding the file bag in her left hand and pinching the string in her right hand. She twisted the string counterclockwise twice and untied the file bag. "She's a student of a friend."

"Friend? Angel?"

伊芙点了点头。

Klein thought of the identity of a member of the Temperance School of the Sharon Rose School, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face. He continued to ask, "Could it be the Bound God?"

Eve once told Klein a secret knowledge—there is no true God in the South Road.

The dominant beliefs in Southern Great Road—the God of Death, the Witch of Chaos, and the Bound God—have all fallen, and the other two are merely angel kings close to true gods. This is one reason why the nations of the Northern Continent act with such impunity in Southern Great Road. "No, that's not it," Eve said, pulling Lisandra's ID from her file bag and carefully examining it twice. "She's an angel from the Rose School of Temperance."

Eve didn't provide any specific information about the angel, and Klein didn't ask any further. This knowledge was too far-fetched for him, and satisfying his curiosity was enough.

"We'll have a chance to meet each other in the future." Eve put her ID back into the file bag and said lightly.

No, I don't really want to see him... Klein silently retorted in his heart. He was worried that he would be dragged into the struggle between higher-level beings again.

"Let's go."

Eve placed her hand on Klein's shoulder and took him across to the Rhodes Islands and arrived at the agreed location.

Eve and Klein arrived at the agreed location a few minutes early, but when they landed, they found that Miss Lisandra had also arrived.

Seeing two familiar figures suddenly appear around her, Lisandra's original uneasiness was tinged with joy. She suppressed her inner expectations and walked towards the two people with a slightly hurried pace.

"Mr. Sparrow, Miss Mirella."

Lisandra stopped a step away from the two of them, her fingers unconsciously kneading the corner of her shawl, with a hint of nervousness hidden in her anticipation.

Unlike the two previous encounters, Lisandra was no longer wearing the same black dress, but a deep purple one, draped with a black cape that reached her waist. The style was simple, with no decorations on either the dress or the cape, but both were clearly brand new. Without having to save for identity verification, she had extra money to buy clothes.

Lisandra noticed the file bag in Eve's hand at first sight, her eyes full of desire and uneasiness.

This must be my proof of identity... Lisandra guessed with a faint confidence. She guessed that there was a high possibility that her proof of identity was in the document bag, but she didn't dare to be sure until the proof of identity appeared in her sight.

The brunette struggled to remove her gaze from the document bag and turned to look at the two benefactors in front of her, praising them, "Thank you for coming as promised. Your noble character shines like a star."

Such straightforward and translated praise made Klein feel a little embarrassed and uncomfortable. Eve, on the other hand, accepted it well. After all, she had been listening to praises for three thousand years and was already accustomed to it.

He took a step forward, walked in front of Lisandra, held the document bag in both hands, handed it to Lisandra, and said, "Your identity card."

Lisandra could hardly control her expression. She suppressed her impulse and did not grab the file bag directly. Her hands trembled unconsciously as she took the file bag and opened it immediately.

The black-haired girl pulled out her ID from the document bag and stared at Him, the piece of paper with her name printed on it, her eyes gradually becoming sore.

pat—

The girl didn't come to her senses until tears fell on the back of her hand. She immediately wiped away the tears, fearing that they would fall on her ID and damage it.

At this moment, a wave of ecstasy surged in my heart.

Although she had guessed that it contained her own ID, she didn't expect it to be hers.

Lisandra raised her right hand and casually wiped her face twice, laughing unconsciously.

(End of this chapter)