Returning to reality, Snow recalled Klein's various performances in the Tarot Club, compared them with his reactions in the original work, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Although Mr. Fool did not show too many emotions under the power of the clown potion and the cover of the gray mist, by comparing it with the original work, he could clearly understand Klein's current mental state.
"It's much better than the original work. This should be the effect of my previous diaries, but then there will be the blow of Chernobyl... Sure enough, Benson and Melissa are still needed... After Mr. Ke comes back,
Just find a way to arrange for him to visit the brothers and sisters. After all, unlike Benson who is just dabbling in it, Melissa is still very talented in the generalist path."
Thinking of this, Snow found out [Story written for someone] and began to formulate a relatively reasonable story outline.
He always felt that if things continued like this, the name of this pen should be changed to [Stories Written for Klein].
But there is no way to do this. Those with low status are not worthy of being arranged, those with high status cannot be arranged, and those with high status are easy to be arranged. But isn’t it the only one left who is Klein?
However, just when he picked up the parchment and was about to start writing, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became dim. A letter fell in front of him. He raised his head slightly and saw that Duoduo was circling the ceiling at an extremely fast speed.
Flying around, the afterimage left behind almost formed a gray halo.
"You go first, I'll call you if I have something to do." Snow looked at Duoduo's appearance and raised the corners of his mouth slightly. When Duoduo heard his words, he immediately let out two soft calls of "duoduo" and then disappeared in Si Nuo.
In Nuo's field of vision.
Watching the impatient messenger disappear, Snow shook his head slightly, reached out and opened the envelope with the "Basic" mark printed on it.
"Tsk..."
After taking a look at the contents on the letter, Snow let out a gasp, rubbed his fingers lightly, and the letter turned into a handful of fly ash.
He adjusted his collar slightly, took off Made in Heaven, handed it to Maria and asked her to take her little ancestor to listen to vinyl records. He put on a tie and said to Lily who was sucking squid:
"I'm going to Backlund, will you come?"
"Meow? Are you coming back in the evening?" Lily raised her ears, but did not put down the grilled squid in her hand. She just turned her head and asked.
"return."
"Then I won't go." Lily shook her head and continued to lower her head and start sucking the squid.
…
In the office on the second floor of the Passion Bar in East District Backlund, Snow was sitting on the boss's chair, looking at the pedestrians coming and going outside the window. About two minutes later, the door was lightly knocked. After receiving Snow's response,
Garner, who already had a bit more of a "godfather" temperament, walked in.
"Sir, you are back." Kano bowed slightly and saluted respectfully.
"Well, you said someone from MI9 wants to see me? Can you confirm their identity?"
"They showed the royal family's seal, which should not be forged. In addition, the person who came seems to be Georgina Augustus." Garner's tone seemed uncertain, but Snow was a little surprised when he heard this:
"Georgina...that duchess?"
"Yes, she is exactly the same as the photo in the newspaper, but her attitude is calmer and her posture is relatively low. She only said that she hopes to meet you." There was obvious doubt in Kano's tone, as if to express his feelings to Snow.
The point of view of "suspecting this is a fake".
"Interesting, did she say when?" Snow had some ideas in mind and asked immediately.
"She left an address and said that if you want to meet, you can go here. She will be waiting there in the past few days. If you are worried, you can choose the meeting place by yourself or have someone send it here."
Na repeated the words of the MI9 senior officer who was suspected of being Georgina. Snow nodded slightly, took the address he handed over, glanced at it and said:
"I'm afraid Backlund will not be stable recently. Please restrain your subordinates. Also, pay attention to those Fusac people. As for the rest, wait until I come back."
"As commanded."
Kano immediately nodded in agreement, but when he looked up again, he found that Snow had disappeared without a trace...
…
Snow, who left the East District, had already appeared on Williams Street in the West District. Looking at the high-end but not too luxurious cafe, he walked in without caring.
"Hello sir, how can I help you?"
Following the waiter's greeting, Snow showed an friendly smile and looked at the arbitrator, who was probably in her early twenties. After her cheeks turned slightly red, she said:
"Marigold Private Room."
Hearing the name of the private room, something strange immediately flashed in the girl's eyes, and then she immediately narrowed her eyes and said with a smile: "Okay, please come with me."
There were two rows of private rooms in this cafe. After passing through a corridor where two people could walk side by side, Snow saw the woman who could obtain the title of Duke in the royal family that believed in the Lord of Storms.
She was wearing a long black dress, with long brown-black hair tied behind her head, and her eyes had a sharp look. Against the background of these eyes, her face, which should have been relatively soft, became full of heroism.
Seeing Snow coming in, the duchess showed a slightly stiff smile and stood up from her seat gracefully, which made Snow feel a little funny.
How could a law mage, a sequence four duchess, and a member of the royal family who had lived under the faith of the Storm Lord who favored boys over girls since childhood, not even be able to smile in a formulaic manner?
There is no doubt that the moment this smile appeared, the other party had already begun to show deception.
In other words, the other party's choice to send a duchess over had an obvious purpose.
"Does this mean you want me to practice spiritual stacking?" Snow rolled his eyes inwardly, but with a business-like smile on his face, he said:
"Hello, Lady Georgina, your beauty makes the stars dim."
"Hello, Mr. Snow, I'm glad you're here." Prince Georgina did not extend her right hand, but raised her skirt, made a curtsey, and then invited her to sit down.
"Such a low profile?" Snow became more and more surprised. Isn't this the duchess here for a blind date?
Putting this somewhat funny idea aside, Snow said immediately without any nonsense:
"Duchess Georgina, to be honest, I don't think I am worthy of such a show by MI9."
"If a saint cannot afford such courtesy, it would be too arrogant." Georgina August's tone was slightly stiff, but her voice was very melodious. When Snow heard this, he just smiled.
Laughing, seeing Snow didn't respond, Georgina just picked up the teapot on the table, poured a cup of steaming black tea for Snow, and then continued:
"Mr. Snow, are you interested in regaining your title?"
