Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 106 The Fool's Taste Is Really Good!

"Madam, excuse me, I have something to discuss with Mr. Moretti!"

Just then, Leonard Mitchell's voice rang out, interrupting the party organizer's next move.

Leonard, you're finally done! I missed you so much!

Upon hearing this voice, the fortune teller, who had almost been completely taken advantage of, shed tears of emotion.

He was now absolutely certain of the alluring charm of the woman beside him; it was an extraordinary ability, and it was quite difficult to persevere under the influence of such an ability.

And now, Klein Moretti has successfully completed his mission.

"Who are you?"

When Mrs. Sharon saw someone interrupting her good time, she raised her head, squeezed her legs together, suppressed her surging desire, and began to scrutinize the person.

"I came with Detective Morley. I have some business with Mr. Klein. Don't worry, madam, it won't take long."

Upon seeing this, the blue-eyed poet briefly introduced himself and then offered a reassuring remark.

"Oh, then please hurry. It's not a gentleman's thing to interrupt someone's conversation."

Hearing Leonard's words, the mature lady relaxed a little and distanced herself slightly from Klein Moretti, who was standing close to her.

The young night watchman's expression brightened, and he quickly stood up, pulling Leonard along to the hidden washroom on the first floor.

After all, everyone has to relieve themselves sometimes, so he wasn't lying just now!

"Leonard, how's the mission going?"

Hearing that relaxed voice, Leonard's expression stiffened. He was too embarrassed to mention the plan that he, the captain, and Cohen had come up with on the spot on the way.

"I have investigated thoroughly. Mrs. Sharon is a member of the Witch Cult and a Sequence Six Beyonder! Your decision not to resist was quite wise."

"Sequence Six!? Leonard, how did you know!?"

Klein exclaimed in surprise, then lowered his voice and asked softly.

"Heh, Klein, as I said before, everyone has something special about them."

"You mean, for example, you, or for example, me, right?"

Seeing his poet classmate acting all mysterious and silly, Klein picked up where he was about to say.

Leonard's emerald green eyes widened in surprise, causing Palez Zoroaster within him to let out a mocking laugh.

"So, the mission is over? We can leave now?"

The young night watchman smiled, looking at the dark-haired, green-eyed midnight poet with a sigh of relief.

"No, Klein, I was just about to tell you this. I just got back to Blackthorn Security and called the captain and Cohen Lee over."

"The reason I emphasized that Mrs. Sharon is Sequence Six is ​​because it's related to the upcoming mission."

"There are too many people at the ball right now, so it's not a good time to make a move on Mrs. Sharon. We need you to lead her to a quieter place, such as some of the guest rooms."

Leonard's expression gradually turned strange as he spoke, then he took a deep breath and solemnly emphasized:

"This is quite dangerous; you must be absolutely certain!"

"If you're not confident, then abandon this plan; we can act later!"

"This is what the captain emphasized; he doesn't want you, the new recruit, to have an accident on your first mission!"

Leonard, with a serious expression, recounted the entire situation.

In the poet's mind, he still preferred to act later, but by then, Mrs. Sharon, returning to her bedroom after the ball, would surely be on guard.

Upon hearing Leonard's report, Klein Moretti took a deep breath and carefully considered the current situation.

This timid fellow did not immediately shirk the task, because it was his responsibility as the night watchman.

With a weekly salary of nearly five pounds and various benefits and subsidies, Klein Moretti couldn't afford to stay in the background, especially since he was quite confident in the plan Leonard had just mentioned.

Isn't it just selling one's body?

All of this is simply the duty of the night watchmen!

After glancing at the high-end suit costing nearly thirty pounds, the young night watchman made up his mind.

"No problem, I'm quite confident!"

Are you sure?

Upon hearing the fortune teller's answer, Leonard asked another question.

"I'm sure!"

"Heh, Klein, I didn't realize you could be so courageous sometimes."

I've always been very courageous, okay?

Klein Moretti mentally retorted.

"Klein, after you lure Mrs. Sharon into the room, the captain will pull her into a dream. Take this opportunity to escape quickly. After all, you're just a diviner, not suited for combat!"

Upon seeing this, the poet with black hair and green eyes recounted the rest of the plan, and then left the bathroom where the conspiracy was taking place.

He needs to prepare for the battle to come!

As the poet's figure disappeared from his sight, the fortune teller smirked.

"Sigh~ I never thought that I, Mr. Fool, would ever sell my body. If Miss Justice and Mr. Hanged Man found out about this, their worldviews would probably be completely shattered."

He paced a few steps in the bathroom, inwardly mocking himself, and used meditation techniques to suppress his nervousness.

The young night watchman washed his face, still determined and with a touch of tragic heroism, and walked out of the washroom back to the mature lady's side.

"Klein, you're back. Why did you two go to the restroom?"

Mrs. Sharon's blush had faded considerably, but the desire in her eyes was even stronger.

The desires she had accumulated while playing games with Arya had not been released, so she desperately needed a man to help her release them.

"Ahem, Madam, I studied history. I know that fellow. He acquired a batch of antiques through illegitimate means and wants me to appraise them."

"You know, these kinds of things are usually not done in the open."

Klein broke out in a sweat, almost giving himself away. He quickly came up with a lie to cover it up.

"Oh, I see. Looks like you're quite the little sly one~"

"You actually told me something so important? Aren't you afraid I'll report you?"

The mature woman smiled faintly, extended her index finger and placed it on Klein's chest, slowly sliding it down from top to bottom.

"Madam, you are a truly noble lady. I think you can help me keep this secret, won't you?"

Klein gave a fake smile and, feeling guilty, lied again.

"Oh, you have such a sweet tongue."

"But speaking of which, I also have an antique that I'd like you to appreciate its value in a quiet place."

"I carry it with me everywhere, it's on my body, maybe we can appreciate it together~"

The mature woman's desires surged once more, and she made even more explicit advances toward the young man before her. For some reason, she was particularly captivated by Klein's scholarly air today.

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(End of this chapter)