Mystery: Paradox Path Chapter 191

Early in the morning, Klein was awakened on time as always. He opened his eyes and was a little dazed, but instinctively lifted the quilt and prepared to take four steps backwards in response to Mr. Devil's morning call.

But at the moment when the quilt was lifted, the intense cold made him shiver violently, and the whole person woke up in an instant. He realized that the gray fog must have caught a cold, and he immediately put on his clothes. After taking four steps to rise to the gray fog, after confirming that it was indeed Mr. Devil's prayer, he immediately completed the answer, and kept returning to reality.

But at this moment, the air around him suddenly became gloomy and cold, and a brown spiritual body disappeared in a flash. Then, Klein saw that there was a letter in his arms.

The above is very simple -

[Come to my house before 9:00 this morning, and don't bring up any topic of faith before I speak. 】

The content is very concise, but Klein sensed something was wrong. He didn't mention belief, obviously referring to the Fool, but this gentleman prayed to Mr. Fool just now.

Moreover, it was stipulated that before 9 o'clock, Mr. Demon had not found himself through the messenger before, but it was the first time that such an accurate time was obtained.

"Is it because I can only speak at this time?" Klein was apprehensive, but he put on his clothes immediately. He believed that Mr. Demon would not aim at nothing, even if he was really nasty sometimes, but as long as he looked for himself, he would definitely is something important.

Facing the cold wind, he walked up the wet and cold streets of Backlund, and the morning mist that was almost covered in ice stubble kept digging into his collar under the cold wind.

Klein spread his spirituality slightly, triggered the sun collar needle, and made the substitute spiritual body overlap with his own body, and only then did he feel that warm feeling.

I have to say, this collar pin works really well in winter.

The only problem is that the consumption is a bit high.

Feeling the rapid loss of his spirituality, although he was still far from exhaustion, Klein still gave up this extravagant usage, and after summoning a ball of "Holy Light" in his arms, he withdrew his double.

With a touch of warmth against the severe cold, Klein finally came to Snowna's residence in the West District despite his desire to return home. As the doorbell rang, the delicate door handle also turned.

"I always think the way this cat looks at me is a bit weird." Seeing the black cat looking at him with beautiful amber eyes, Klein felt a little baffled, because he found that every time he came, the little guy's eyes All seem to be changing.

"I don't know if I will become a witch..." Klein thought maliciously in his heart. Under the guidance of the cat, he walked into the room with ease, but found that the way the cat led this time was not to the living room, but to the living room. ...

Dinning room?

"You shouldn't have eaten yet, right? Sit down." Seeing Mr. Demon constantly taking the dishes out of the lunch box, Klein wanted to complain, "You called me in a hurry just for breakfast?", but The yawning stomach still let him obediently come to the table and sit down, wrapping a napkin around it.

"Mr. Devil eats a lot! Premium jams from the southern continent, Intis foie gras, soft white bread, caviar..."

Feeling in his heart to estimate the price of this table of dishes, Klein showed a distressed look unsatisfactory, while Mr. Demon clasped his hands against his chin, as if he was meditating on something in his heart.

"..." Klein was a little embarrassed to hear the layers of prayers in his ears, but considering his personality, he also followed Mr. Demon and began to pray to himself before the meal.

When the sound of prayer faded away, Mr. Devil also picked up a piece of bread, spread caviar on it, and said:

"Last night, the true creator issued an order to find the believers of the fool, and gave the full honorable name."

"Cough cough!" Klein, who was enjoying the feeling of the top-grade foie gras slowly melting in his mouth, didn't get choked, but he also realized that this was the reason why Mr. Devil was looking for him. With the idea of not wasting food, He smeared the bread with jam and caviar like Mr. Devil Na Young, and replied:

"Perhaps it was because yesterday Mr. Sun destroyed the conspiracy of the true creator?"

"It's possible." Snow nodded, and then explained, "Tonight at the latest, I will release the commission to find the Fool's believers at the extraordinary party I hold, and this will also lead to the official entry of the Fool's faith. In the sight of the Extraordinary."

Klein took a bite of the bread and crushed the roe with the tip of his tongue, feeling the sensation of the roe breaking open, and then asked, "Why tell me?"

"Because I can't tell the fool through prayer, in fact, my current prayer is encrypted by a sealed item. In the eyes of others, I am actually praying to the fallen creator, but this will not change my prayer. The content, in other words, if I deliver some kind of message through prayer, it will be detected."

Snow "frankly" introduced some of the abilities of a white horse but not a horse before continuing:

"The official church will soon associate the Fool with the tarot cards, and that's why I came to you."

"What can I do?" Klein listened to Snow's words, and the food in his mouth suddenly became unpleasant, because he didn't understand what Mr. Devil meant at all.

He is indeed mentally prepared for the fact that Tarot will enter the official field of vision, but what can he do?

"Help me tell Mr. Fool~www.mtlnovel.com~ and ask Mr. Fool to tell all members of the Tarot Society that before praying to Mr. Fool, be sure to set up a spiritual wall to close the space, especially not in churches, prayer halls, holy emblems Prayer within the confines.”

"There's no one..." Klein wanted to say that no one would pray to other gods in the church, but suddenly he remembered the matter of making the Yang Yan spell and Miss Justice praying in the Lord of the Storm's prayer hall, forcibly using the clown's ability Suppressing the embarrassed expression, he nodded lightly and said:

"I'll pass it on for you."

"Well, let's talk about something lighthearted." Snow nodded, his tone softened, he forked a piece of foie gras and put it into his mouth, with a warm smile on his face.

In fact, according to Luen's etiquette, the communication at the dinner table should be limited to before and after the meal, and the only topics that can be talked about during the meal should be the food itself, but for Klein, Snow's behavior of chatting at the dinner table, But it gave him a sense of hometown-like comfort.

But before he could enjoy the atmosphere, he heard Mr. Devil suddenly ask:

"You are the thief 'Dark Emperor', right?"

Chapter end

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