The Bizarre Adventure of Pirates

Matilda was overjoyed, thinking that her charm had finally conquered the other party.

Thinking of this, she stood on tiptoe and blew into Klein's ear, "Let me tell you, Prince Edessak looks strong, but he's actually very weak inside. Haha, how are you?"

Klein felt so disgusted.

He thought that John sent him here on purpose because something unusual happened in the Witch Sect.

I was just looking for an excuse to leave.

Suddenly, a mature lady with long black hair, about 27 or 28 years old, appeared at the railing on the second floor, leaning on the railing and looking down with a look of disgust on her face.

Klein looked up and happened to meet the eyes of the lady with long black hair.

But he didn't pay attention to the other person's stunning face, but stared at the other person's hand on the railing in horror. Or rather, the sapphire-inlaid, uniquely shaped ring on the index finger...

Chapter 445 Family Reunion (Happy New Year to Everyone)

Who is she?

This question popped up in Klein's mind.

Matilda, who was clinging to Klein, noticed something strange and turned her head to look in the direction Klein was looking.

"Heh." Seeing who was coming, she raised a teasing smile and moved her hands more vigorously, "What are you looking at? Do you want to join in?"

Hearing this, the lady with long black hair snorted coldly and turned away.

Klein thought thoughtfully.

He pretended to greet him and asked casually, "Who is that person?"

"How should I know? She even refused to tell me her name." Matilda seemed to have some complaints about the black-haired lady. "That lady didn't say anything and let her stay here. What can I do?"

It’s very mysterious——

Klein secretly took it to heart.

He thought that perhaps Jon had teleported him here intentionally so that he could discover the woman wearing the ring.

In the end, Klein did not succumb to the witch's bad temptation.

In addition to his own strong will, the ring with the characteristics of "requiem master" also played a huge role.

Klein returned to Backlund City with the handsome face of 'Sherlock Moriarty' and took the first public carriage in the morning to the detective agency.

However, he didn't expect that someone had been waiting for him here for a long time.

"Mr. Sherlock." The man was pale, with black blood vessels protruding from time to time on his face. "Mr. A asked me to come here and wait for the preparation."

Klein was slightly stunned, but he had dealt with these crazy people in the Aurora Society many times before, and he handled them very appropriately. He nodded gently and said, "I understand. You come in first."

Even though I am still a nobody in the Church of Night, I have become a middle-level cadre in the Aurora Society.

Entering the office, he maintained a stern expression, sat down face to face with the 'hermit', and asked, "What else did Mr. A say? Is he okay?"

"Mr. A is fine, but he has been feeling a bit uncomfortable lately due to the surveillance of the pagans. He asked me to tell you that the transport ship will be docking soon and we can act at any time." The 'Monk' answered respectfully.

Transport ships, human trafficking, and the secret construction of George III's tomb around the world.

Klein already knew the news.

So, what does Mr. A mean?

Are you going to stop acting and completely turn against the Loen royal family?

"No." Klein narrowed his eyes slightly, his mind gradually becoming active. "It's not time to turn hostile yet... Maybe he just wants to give me a chance to make merit so that he can promote me better. Or maybe he is temporarily restricted under the supervision of the Loen royal family and some things are not easy for him to do by himself, so he asked me to do it for him."

“I understand. Don’t act rashly. Stay hidden nearby and wait for my order.” Klein said coldly.

It's no wonder that the crazy people in the Aurora Society seem to buy into this. The calmer you appear on the surface, the more they admire it.

The nameless 'hermit' bowed, said nothing, and gradually disappeared into the shadows under his feet.

Klein let go of his spiritual power and used divination to confirm that there was no one else nearby. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief and lean back on the sofa tiredly.

Ugh.

A busy night.

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……

If it weren't for the letter from his family, Klein might have been torn between the Aurora Society and the Witch Cult for a long time.

——This is just one mission for him, and he can’t mess it up.

But today is a special case, and I can’t care about so much.

Early in the morning, Klein arrived at Backlund's train station.

He waited from eight o'clock to ten in the morning, and finally, the dark steam train pulled into the station. He ate the donuts in a few bites, left some tips, and walked to the platform with his top hat on.

Because he was a Beyonder, Klein's eyesight was much better than that of an ordinary person. After looking around the crowd, he easily spotted his brother and sister, who were carrying suitcases of various sizes, as if they were going to bring all their belongings with them.

“Really…” Klein raised the corners of his mouth with a bright smile.

Then, he waved his hand, "Benson, Melissa, over here!"

……

……

Klein is not the same as before.

In the eyes of Benson and Melissa, although the other person still had a strong bookish air and was gentle and refined, his entire mental outlook had undergone a drastic change from before.

"For the time being, you will live in the house I rented. After a few days, we will go to Cherwood District to buy a new one."

"Money? Don't worry, I have some savings, enough for our family to live a good life."

"Don't look at me like that. I have a close relationship with Mr. Jon. You still remember him, right? He's the gentleman who showed up at Selena's birthday party. We are very good friends. He lent me some capital and asked me to invest with him."

"Anyway, I have money now, and a lot of it."

In the last row of the public carriage, Klein talked to his brother and sister about his livelihood in Backlund.

Of course, this is false.

His main source of income now is still to fleece the Church of Evernight and the Aurora Society, plus from time to time he goes to the docks and the gray areas where gangs are rampant to hunt wild, feeding the "creeping hunger" and making some extra money...

Melissa and Benson were stunned by his trick.

——This is what it’s like for ordinary people from fifth-tier cities to first arrive in the capital.

Although it was a monthly rental, Klein had obviously put a lot of thought into choosing a temporary residence for himself and his family.

Looking at the two-story building in front of her, Melissa's eyes twinkled, but the next second, she began to calculate the necessary living expenses for her brother, and complained with a frown that they could not live so extravagantly in the future and had to be thrifty.

Klein agreed with a smile.

He had seen slums and attended princes' parties, and his mind had long been extremely open-minded.

Benson was considering joining the government and becoming a civil servant... No, a civil servant. He felt that he couldn't just rely on Klein to support his family, and he had to contribute as well.

It took a whole day to move and finally get everything settled.

Just when Melissa decided to go out to buy some meat, vegetables and bread to celebrate the move, Klein suddenly said that he wanted to treat them to a meal at a restaurant outside.

Melissa refused righteously.

Benson also looked at his brother in embarrassment.

Klein smiled and said, "Someone is treating us."

Melissa and Benson finally let go of their worries, changed into their best clothes, and went out with Klein.

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The Farnast restaurant in the West End is elegant.

In the private room on the top floor, Benson and Melissa seemed a little uneasy, and even their voices were much lower than usual.

“Nice to meet you again.” Jon smiled friendly and handed the menu to Melissa. “Order whatever you want. Don’t be shy.”

Melissa only glanced at the appetizers on the first page, and she began to calculate in her mind how much money she could save if she bought the ingredients herself and made them at home.

Klein knew that his sister had made the mistake of being frugal again, so he coughed lightly and said, "Mr. Jon is very generous."

Sister, there is a rich guy, kill him quickly!

But Melissa was poor but ambitious, so she ordered some ordinary dishes with reserve.

The same is true for Benson. In fact, he is more restrained than Melissa.

When it comes to Klein's turn, the Lord of Debt won't have so much to worry about.

Don't eat the right things, just eat the expensive ones.

The rich man has countless wealth and is extravagant.

Jon was unmoved.

He took the initiative to add many of the signature dishes here for Melissa and Benson.

This made the brother and sister quite embarrassed.

"It's okay. If you can't finish it, just pack it up and take it back. You don't have to cook tomorrow." Jon said in a friendly manner, "You are Klein's family. There's no need to be so formal."

"Klein and Mr. Jon have a really good relationship..." The brother and sister thought at the same time.

Although it was an upper-class restaurant, Jon and Klein behaved in a very 'dirty' manner.

Of course, this "obscene" only means that they do not completely follow the dining habits of the upper class in Loen. They eat just like they would at home, with an extremely casual attitude.

Since no one was watching, Benson and Melissa gradually let go of their inhibitions and began to fully enjoy the chef's dishes.

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……

The leftovers were still packed away.

Jon did it himself.

Under the waiter's surprised eyes, he carried the lunch box and invited the Moretti family to get on his carriage.

"Don't care too much about face." Jon said casually, "The most important thing is how well you live your life. Only those who are not as good as the best but better than the worst will overemphasize the pomp and circumstance."

Melissa agreed with this.

She has always been a good and frugal girl.

Klein and Benson looked at each other and saw a hint of worry in each other's eyes.

If you worry too much about the daily necessities of life, who would dare to marry your own sister in the future?

The carriage slowly drove towards the North District and stopped outside St. Musser's Cathedral.

Klein felt something was wrong. He looked out the window and his expression instantly became strange.

Jon comforted him, "After dinner, it's reasonable to pay homage to the goddess, isn't it?"

Reasonable?

Reasonable, sir!

When people pay homage to the shrine, they not only have to bathe and change clothes, but also have to be solemn and serious. No one would go to the shrine after having a full dinner.

Benson and Melissa also felt something was wrong.

Benson has no clear belief, but Melissa is a believer of the Goddess of Night

——Because she is a time traveler, Manman's thoughts are quite advanced, which is in sharp contrast with the male chauvinist Mr. Leodero who vigorously runs the "Women's Virtue Class".

"It doesn't matter, God doesn't care." Jon waved his hand.

In order to enhance his credibility, he even took out a holy emblem of the Goddess of Night from his pocket and said, "I am an officially certified excellent believer. Trust me. That's right."

The Moretti Family: ...

Klein's worldview was shattered.

But in the end, he said nothing and followed the other person into his nominal workplace, St. Musel's Cathedral.