Mystery: Paradox Path

In order to wait for the news, Klein hadn't slept well all night. When he finally couldn't bear it and fell into a deep sleep, he suddenly heard layers of prayers.

Although he really wanted to sleep for a while, he still resisted the discomfort from his swelled brain and jumped up from the bed, took four steps backward to the gray fog, and then saw Mr. Demon's continuous contraction and expansion. The crimson stars of...

"What, it's actually Mr. Devil..." Klein shook his head weakly, reached out and opened the star, and immediately heard the familiar sound of prayer:

"A fool who doesn't belong to this age; you are the mysterious master above the gray fog; you are the king of yellow and black in charge of good luck. Thank you for your grace, allowing me to have a wonderful morning..."

"You have a wonderful morning, and I'm so sleepy now!"

Klein grinned, but then he realized something was wrong——

"Mr. Demon's prayers seem to be a little weak today! Oh, right! The matter of Miss Justice praying to me in the Lord of the Storm's prayer hall last night seems to have caused him a lot of trouble... It seems that he really wants to remind him Let's go to the Tarot Club. Fortunately, the essence of my last prayer was to steal the power of the divine blood of the eternal blazing sun, so the goddess shouldn't blame it, right?"

Klein comforted himself while returning to the real world. At this time, he was very fortunate that he had not prayed to himself in front of the holy emblem of the Evernight Goddess last time.

"It's only six o'clock. I'd better sleep for a while, anyway, I'm already a 'freelancer' now." Klein glanced at the wall clock, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a slightly exaggerated bright smile, but only When he was about to lie back on the bed, the room suddenly became gloomy and cold, and at the same time, countless ferocious bone spurs spewed out from under the floor like a spray.

Seeing this scene, Klein didn't have any worries. Instead, he felt infinite peace of mind. He waited for the skeleton giant to take shape, and took the initiative to stretch out his hand, letting the slightly thick envelope fall into his hand. Inside, as the giants of white bones scattered again, Klein, who was no longer sleepy, just sat on the head of the bed and couldn't wait to unfold the letter—

"Your letter came very timely. It made me understand the root cause of the turmoil in Backlund these two days. I've gotten a creeping hunger, which reminded me of something."

"That should be an experience in my life, but the recollection doesn't seem to be friendly..."

"I also have some concerns about the person who holds the audience pathway seal. For the sake of safety, you'd better not continue to investigate."

"I recalled some of the sacrificial rituals you asked about a long time ago, and it seems to be the reason why I was very impressed. Maybe, in a certain life of mine, or in the earliest life, I was a priest. "

"I must remind you in advance that you need to be careful enough when using sacrifice rituals..."

...

The subsequent letters were all about the knowledge of the sacrificial ritual, but Klein, who was eager for this part of the information, put it aside at this time, because he could finally relax.

"The wriggling starvation was obtained by Mr. Azik, which means that Qilingus should be dead, um, and he was still able to write letters, and he should not have suffered any serious damage."

Klein's mood suddenly improved, and the drowsiness that had troubled him before flooded into his heart again. Klein pressed Mr. Azik's letter under his pillow and jumped on the bed again, um, the sacrifice ceremony or something, wait until you wake up and look west...

...

"Do you have to leave so early today?" Forsi, who was awakened by Xio's early rise again, didn't mean to hide this time, but asked carelessly.

After sleeping all night, Xio, who had completely eliminated his fatigue, nodded lightly, and then said:

"Actually, those factory owners already had plans to let go yesterday.

But that Lavis is a man of ideas. He does not intend to accept the other party's 'compensation', but to completely change the treatment of workers. You should understand that this is not a simple idea. In short, we will continue for at least three days. the parade, and then dealing with the lawyers sent by the rich..."

"Isn't that very good? You are an arbiter, shouldn't you deal with lawyers?" Fors said as a matter of course, but Xio turned his head and said solemnly:

"I'm just an arbitrator in the Eastern District, not a judge in the court. Do you think those gang leaders in the Eastern District will let lawyers come to negotiate with me? They trust their fists more than those who ask for a lot of money..."

Having said that, Xio shook his head slightly and changed the subject:

"Compared to me, how was your situation yesterday, was there a formula for the sheriff's potion at that party?"

"Yes, the asking price is 450 pounds, but I don't know how much Miss Audrey will pay us... Even if it's only half, I'll lend you some more, and I should be able to buy it." Forsi said here, without putting Mr. V It might be about Snow telling Xiu, because in her eyes, Hugh and Snow are completely on one side, and even if she doesn't say it, Hugh shouldn't be able to get Snow's identity.

"I hope Miss Audrey is generous enough." When Xio heard Fors's words, she also cheered up. If she could be promoted to sheriff, her debt would become one thousand... no, nine hundred and ninety-nine times , although it is still a bit much, but if you work hard, you should be able to pay off soon!

Thinking of this, Xio's work enthusiasm suddenly became high. She quickly sorted out her clothes, inserted the three-edged thorn in a position where it was easy to pull out, and walked with her legs that were very slender in terms of body proportions, facing Foer. thought:

"It's time for work, we'll come back and talk about the rest."

"Well, let's go together today." Forsi immediately said what he had thought about yesterday, but Xio frowned when he heard the words:

"what are you going to do?"

"Of course it depends on whether you will do anything dangerous!" Forsi muttered a few words in his heart, but on the surface he said with a curious look:

"I think the Lavis you mentioned is very interesting, so I want to take a closer look. Maybe my next book can have such a supporting role."

"It's fine if you don't regret it." Xio thought about the situation of yesterday's mission, and felt that there was no danger, so he nodded. Fors got the approval, and immediately changed into a suit that was convenient for movement, and walked out of the house with Xio. But before they got to the stagecoach station, the voices of the newsboys entered their ears——

"No nickname! Lieutenant Admiral Hurricane Qilingus was killed in Backlund!"

ah? What?

Xio and Forsi looked at each other blankly, until the newsboy's voice was repeated several times, and they suddenly woke up.

"Qillingus is dead? He actually died?"