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Chapter 668 Asking for help

brave.

Action force.

And a billion points of insignificant luck.

Klein completed a feat that can be called a "miracle"!

He smiled and fiddled with his new equipment: a cane with a smooth surface and dark engraved magic patterns, with a retro style and elegant style. It matched perfectly with the 'Velvet Cloak' and 'Monocle'.

"I think Mr. Azik has accepted a good student." Queen Shia said calmly, indicating something.

Klein pretended he didn't understand and asked, "Has the hidden danger of the Pale Ring been resolved?"

"So be it." After hearing this, Queen Shia said vaguely.

In the final analysis, the level of Sequence 3 is still too low. Even with the washing of the water of the dark river, the side effects of holding the 'Pale Ring' cannot be completely eliminated.

It's just that it won't cause any serious problems in a short period of time.

"Wait a moment, and then I will return to the real world with you."

After leaving a few words, Queen Shia said no more, floated up, and became one with Ding Ding's corpse.

In an instant, the overwhelming power of death spread.

Klein narrowed his eyes slightly, and layers of illusory doors appeared around him.

He's still here.

But he is no longer here.

It sounds like nonsense.

However, this is the power of the doorway.

Finally, the complete Queen Shia opened her eyes, and the skeletal features disappeared from her body.

White hair flying, as cold as ice.

Klein gave a slight salute: "Her Majesty the Queen——"

"It doesn't have to be like this. Without your help, I don't know how many more years I would have to stay here." Queen Shia's voice became even colder.

With her divinity, she already fits the image of a "god" in the world's impression.

Klein touched his nose and said, "Okay~"

After speaking, he tapped the ground with the tip of his staff.

Buzz——

A portal then appeared.

Even though Queen Shia was well prepared, she couldn't help but be shocked by Klein's methods. She couldn't help but say: "I didn't expect that in Calderon, your gains would be far better than mine."

"Haha." Klein just smiled.

When you don't know how to respond, just smile.

This is a wise saying.

As expected, Queen Shia didn't ask deeply and stepped into the portal without doubting that he was there.

Klein followed closely behind.

Time and space change.

The two of them returned to East Balam, in front of the unnamed tombstone.

Klein became one with his body and lifted up the coffin.

The marionette who was waiting nearby came over and carefully cleaned the dust on his clothes.

"'Soothsayer'... you do have many secrets." Queen Shia rarely flashed a hint of surprise.

But soon, she returned to her usual unconventional expression, seeing that everyone owed her three million, and said calmly: "This is the entrance to the underworld, a special passage left by the 'gatekeepers'

, now that the passage has been destroyed, there is no need for us to stay any longer."

While enjoying Greta's attentive service, Klein asked: "Where is the headquarters of the Spiritual Religion? Mr. Azik said that we can meet there when you come out."

Queen Shia pointed in a certain direction: "The west, not far."

The conversation changed: "But before that, I have some things of my own to do."

Klein:???

what's the situation.

It's a pity that people don't want to explain.

He turned around and disappeared without a trace.

The Klein people were stupid.

no.

Why do you feel like you are being used?

"Forget it, he is still a helper after all." He shook his head and said something to comfort himself.

Then he weighed his cane and teleported himself and the secret puppet away.



Backlund, Joestar Manor.

End transmission.

Klein only felt dizzy, and it took him a long time before he returned to normal.

"In the future...this kind of cross-continental teleportation will still...be rarely used..." With this thought in his mind, Klein pressed the doorbell.

The next second, the braided maid with golden eyes opened the door, seemingly not surprised at all by his arrival.

"The master is in the restaurant." Makima said.

Then he naturally took away Greta with a dull expression.

Klein scratched the tip of his brow and looked for it on a familiar road.

After many days, he finally saw Jon again.

"Eating." Klein didn't see anyone else, he was more relaxed than returning to his own home, and he casually pulled out a chair.

Even if there are no utensils, I just grab the delicious food and put it in my mouth.

Jon smiled: "You are like a kindergarten kid who is bullied outside and then goes home to vent his anger."

Upon hearing this, Klein frowned: "It's not you who dares to lie down in the coffin!"

"Don't talk about these useless things." Jon took some time to wipe his hands, then snapped his fingers and asked Makima to send new tableware, and said lightly: "You have been tricked."

Klein was stunned for a moment, then said after realizing: "Ancestor of the Phoenix?!"

"With your timid character, would you have the idea of ​​stealing the power of the ancient gods at that time?" Jon asked.

Klein replied thoughtfully: "Unless this idea was given to me and stole my 'sense of disobedience'."

"It's not in vain that I gave you so many lessons in the early stage and let Amon accompany you for a long time." Jon nodded with satisfaction: "Look, your little mind is very bright."

Some things are just like that.

If no one wakes you up, you will be kept in the dark for the rest of your life.

Klein did not tense up his expression, gritted his teeth and said: "It's the mysterious consciousness who claimed to be the Lord of Mysteries last time."

"Yes, it's Him." Jon didn't hide anything: "He invaded little Zaratul's body and is now hiding in the spirit world. He doesn't think about anything every day, and just thinks about how to cause trouble for you."

Klein raised his head and looked directly at Jon: "I need to know the truth!"

"Ask the goddess of the night." Jon said the same thing as last time.

Klein stood up suddenly and said word by word: "I need to know the truth, I must know the truth!"

"Ask the goddess of the night." Jon said on the repeater.

He spread his hands and said, "It's not that I don't want to, but this ashes clone will be possessed as long as it tells things about Him. If you don't want to find the goddess of the night, unless you come to the abyss and listen to me face to face."

Klein snorted coldly: "What about the liar? Do you still think that I am the old me and I will be fooled by you?"

"In my opinion, you are no different from before."

Jon came over personally and pushed Klein back into his seat: "I know that you came back this time to tell me about the original witch, and I also know that you want to share your experience in the River of Eternal Darkness.

In fact, if it hadn’t been for the one who plotted against you, I would have been willing to be a loyal listener. It’s just that if you accept His gift today, you must repay it someday.”

He said helplessly: "You shouldn't, you shouldn't leave the uniqueness of your mistakes in the holes of history."

"I……"

Klein was speechless for a moment.

Is that what he wants?

There is no way!

At that time, it was good to be able to save one's life, but there was no time to recover the wrong uniqueness.

Seeing that Klein was finally honest, Jon was not willing to bully stupid children all the time, and said softly: "Don't worry, I'll tell you a certain point in time. If you encounter that guy again in the future, you can fish him out of the holes in history. There will be surprises.

"

Klein was stunned.

Because the "history" Jon told him was an "interesting experiment" in the Serenity Church not long ago.

He inexplicably remembered his last words before his mysterious consciousness collapsed last time: 'Who stuck my bug?'

"Okay, okay, I can't get rid of my identity as a chess piece yet." Klein took a long breath: "When the time is right..."

"When the time comes, someone will tell you the so-called truth." Jon patted him on the shoulder: "You should be glad that you are just a pawn and not a wife. I have recently devoured the "Mother Tree of Desire" completely, and I am full of energy every day.

I really want to have a baby."

Klein:?!!

Excuse me, say goodbye, and won’t send you off.

Not caring about continuing to enjoy the exquisite dinner, he teleported away directly with the power of his cane.

The corners of Jon's mouth raised slightly.

At this time, the braided maid came in and said: "Master, he forgot to take away his marionette."

"Is there such a thing? Okay, bring me over and let me take a look." Jon said with a normal expression.

Hearing this, Machima brought Greta over with a dull expression.

As early as when Azik appeared, this 'witch' was crushed to death by the aura of the high-ranking person. The reason why she is so agile is that Klein is silently controlling it with the thread of the spiritual body...

Every ‘soothsayer’ is an expert, (confident)

Jon touched his smooth chin and said with a smile: "In this case, you will be Greta Chick from now on."



Back to East Balam.

Klein felt the world spinning again, and he almost vomited out all the dinner he had spent for free.

Looking up at the crimson moon in the sky, he suddenly thought of something and slapped his forehead: "Oops, my marionette."

Because I heard such shocking words before, I panicked for a moment, and even forgot the Secret Puppet at Joestar Manor.

If I go back to get it...

Forget it.

Chastity is important.

What?

Was Jon just kidding?

Ah.

Based on his knowledge of that guy.

Anything that is associated with vulgarity and vileness cannot be a joke.

In case you get pregnant.

I have no place to cry.

By that time, he and Amon will really become brothers...

"It's just the lowest-level witch anyway. Just find another one. It's not dangerous to leave her in Joestar Manor." Muttering to himself, Klein returned to the previous hotel alone.

Early the next morning.

Crane set off westward.

Cross the plains and cross the dense forests.

During this period, we also saw Loen’s colonial army.

Klein doesn't have a good opinion of colonization.

It can only be said that if you fall behind, you will be beaten.

but.

He still provided some help to those poor women and children as much as he could.

It was already three days before I saw Queen Shia again.

The white-haired queen hides her identity, just like the most ordinary people of East Balam, wearing distinctive local costumes, adding a bit of exotic style.

It's just that her skin is too tender, which makes her look out of place with the people around her.

"You should dress up as Loen or Intis so that you don't violate the rules."

In a private room of a certain restaurant, Klein gave a kind reminder to Queen Shia.

Queen Shia thought for a while and nodded: "I rarely leave this land and don't know much about the outside world."

Descendants of Death.

It sounds majestic.

In fact, that's what happened.

Putting aside Mr. Azik, today, the descendants of the God of Death with thin blood have long lost the power they once had. Queen Shia's control of the 'Pale Ring' seems to be an honor, but in fact it is no different from being under house arrest.

Is sleeping in the underworld a blessing?

This blessing is given to you, so I ask if you want it.

Klein has already understood the essence of "Thousands of People, Thousands of Faces" and has been at the forefront of fashion all year round. With simple guidance, Queen Shia became an independent woman of Intis, sassy and capable.

She was very satisfied with her disguise and couldn't help but praise: "Mr. Azik taught you these too?"

Klein was stunned for a moment and asked: "Don't you communicate with Mr. Azik often? You should know that he won't..."

The conversation changed: "Are you not familiar with him?"

"It is true -" Queen Shia said lightly: "Mr. Azik has only regained contact with the Spiritual Religion Group in the past two years, no, to be precise, it should be more than a year ago, and the communication from a few months ago was

More and more often."

More than a year ago, it was time for Jon to help Azik solve the hidden danger in his soul.

A few months ago, it was the time when the goddess of the night commissioned Azik to obtain the uniqueness of the God of Death.

Klein fell silent.

In fact, it’s understandable if you think about it.

If you had been lying in a coffin for so many years and been reincarnated for countless years, the relationship with your family from back then would have faded.

Great-great-great-granddaughter?

This relationship doesn't look like a very close relationship.

Klein secretly thought that if Mr. Azik didn't need it, he would contact the Netherworld Order, and if he didn't, he would just sit in the Joestar Manor drinking tea and reading all day long.

What stands out is a truth.

Shaking his head and getting rid of the unreasonable thoughts in his mind, Klein asked: "You are the nominal leader of the Spiritual Religion Group. How do you usually handle the internal affairs of the prestigious school group?"

"The psychic technique allows the people in the cult to recall me from the underworld to the real world, but the duration cannot exceed 6 hours." Queen Shia said truthfully: "The three elders in the cult are usually responsible for handling affairs.

, Heitel is one of them.”

"Isn't Heitel staying in the mausoleum?" Klein asked doubtfully.

Queen Shia sighed: "This is the real world after all."

Klein still wanted to say something.

At this moment, a huge skeleton horse emerged from the floor strangely.

Klein and Queen Shia knew that this thing was Azik's messenger.

‘bang’

A blood-stained copper whistle fell in front of Klein.

Klein's eyes narrowed.

"Quack...quack...quack..."

The undead creature obviously looks like a horse, but when it opens its mouth, it looks like a duck.

Queen Shia frowned, "It said that Mr. Azik was ambushed and is in urgent need of rescue."

"I know." Klein picked up the copper whistle with a gloomy expression: "This is an obvious thing."

"Then what are you waiting for? Open the portal." Queen Shia couldn't wait any longer and couldn't help but urge.

It was only at this time that we could see some of the inexperienced girlish nature in her.

Klein was equally worried.

But he had just experienced being plotted against, so he was cautious.

Asked the Bone Messenger for some details.

The Bone Messenger screamed crazily, and Queen Shia was at the side translating.

"It says that Mr. Azik was ambushed by Chorac and the Witch Church."

"The situation is very dangerous."

"Not only that, there is something that makes it very afraid."

"A strong aura of death."

"Like a god..."


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