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Backlund, St. Samuel's Church.
After Leonard finished his work during the day and returned to his room to rest, he suddenly felt a little uneasy.
He quickly lay on the bed and called the old man to come out and clear up the confusion.
"Old man, I suddenly feel something is wrong. Is something big going to happen?"
"Can you change anything?"
"..." Leonard choked directly on this sentence.
"When you don't have any ability to change things, just stay silent and be an ordinary person."
"Old man, from your tone, it seems like something big is really going to happen.
Is it over?"
"The earth will rise up with swords."
"When?"
"No more than a year at the latest."
Leonard was silent. He suddenly felt that what the old man said was right.
He knew what could happen to these things, it was not that nothing could be changed.
When Leonard sighed and was about to take a rest, there was a sudden knock on the door.
He quickly got up and opened the door.
Outside the door was a church clergyman. He said that Archbishop Anthony had something to see him.
Leonard's bad premonition became stronger and he hurried to the church.
Under the bright candlelight, every detail of the carvings in the church was reflected. Archbishop Anthony stood in the center of the empty church with a small note in his hand.
When Leonard arrived, Archbishop Anthony handed him the note in his hand.
After taking a deep breath, Leonard spread out the note.
"The situation in Bansi Port has changed! Klein's whereabouts are unknown!"
The handwriting on it was slightly messy, and it was obviously written in a critical situation.
Taking another deep breath, Leonard clenched the note tightly and said calmly: "The bishop called me here tonight. Does he want me to go to Banxi Port to help?"
"Someone has already dealt with this matter." Archbishop Anthony looked at Leonard, who looked a little off, and paused for a few seconds before saying: "You have a good relationship with Klein. If anyone in his family asks about it in the future, you will be asked by You go and explain.”
"It's just that his whereabouts are unknown, it's not that serious. I believe that with Klein's good luck, he will definitely be able to come back alive, and the goddess will definitely point him in the direction of return."
"Praise the goddess."
Archbishop Anthony said nothing more, and Leonard returned to his room with heavy steps.
Lying on the bed completely weak, he took out the note and looked at it a few more times, then let out a long sigh.
No wonder he felt suddenly uneasy today. Something happened to Klein.
According to the tradition of the Nighthawks, if you write that your whereabouts are unknown, you can default to death.
But he didn't believe that Klein would die so easily. In Tingen, under the control of Ince Zangwill's script, Klein could survive safely.
Can Bansi Port be more terrifying than Ince Zangwill plus 008?
And this time, the people responsible for handling the Bansi Port incident were also members of Greste and the Church of Storms.
With Klein's cautious temperament, he would not let himself fall into danger by mistake. This situation must have occurred because of other changes.
"Old man, I want to go to Bansi Port."
"It's best to stay away at this stage."
Leonard's expression moved slightly, "Is there really any great danger there?"
"Huh, what do you think you can change?"
Leonard was completely silent. The old man always kept saying this, but he didn't take it seriously.
Only now did he truly understand the weight of this sentence.
Chapter 321 Should the monocle be worn on the left eye or the right eye?
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"After leaving Backlund, where are you going next?"
"Of course I want to find a way to separate. I don't want to stay with you two bastards all the time. Even the air I breathe is filthy."
"Join me in secretly returning to the Rose of Redemption, joining the serpent, and becoming an angel where the Lord sits. This is the right path for us to take."
"Get out of this body with your disgusting beliefs!"
"Haha, do you really think I want to stay with you two guys who are neither men nor women?"
"You can choose to commit suicide, and we will never stop you."
"I haven't found out whether you two are a boy or a girl. I'm not willing to leave this world like this."
"Shut your stinky mouth and staying with you is ten thousand times more disgusting than being soaked in a stinking ditch!"
Under the crimson moonlight, three completely different voices came from a body that looked relatively young. They seemed to be talking to themselves, but also seemed to be in opposition to each other.
"Everyone, please be quiet. We should discuss the next thing. This weak body cannot sustain it for long."
"You can first find a suitable caretaker as a temporary residence."
"In Backlund, weren't the believers of the night the most suitable candidates? It's a pity that you two useless guys have backed down."
"Heh, Medici, you only have this powerful mouth. Backlund is always being watched by the dark night. Do you dare to directly deal with his followers?"
"At least I will give it a try. Even if the night comes, as long as I pray to the Lord, I believe the big snake will come to join us soon."
"Then I would rather be imprisoned by the night."
"Tsk, after so many years of knowing each other, I never knew you had a hobby of being imprisoned."
"Stop arguing! Aren't you tired of arguing after so many years?"
"You're so useless if you haven't gotten used to this kind of relationship after all these years."
"Indeed, you should temper your character. It would be great to be as casual and peaceful as I am, without being anxious at all."
Faced with the sudden joint attack between Medici and Einhorn, Sauron stopped speaking.
After a brief silence, Medici chuckled and said: "Someone is opening the things I left behind. Do you want to go and take a look?"
"Oh, the things you left behind are as stinky as you. I don't want to get close to them at all."
"It's better to head to the Southern Continent first, where the atmosphere of war is the strongest."
"Where is this?"
"South Wales."
"This body is really troublesome, and I have to buy a ticket to take the boat."
After another discussion, the young man rushed towards Puning Port.
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On the desk, 008, who was locked in the pen box, began to beat, and the pen box made a slight shaking sound.
This made Hastur have to pay attention, then opened the pen box and released 008.
"Master, I feel the breath of war is approaching!"
008 quickly wrote on the blank paper.
"It came so quickly."
Hastur murmured, it had only been three days since his last conversation with 008, and Soren Einhorn Medici had already arrived at Puning Port.
With his special characteristics, he should be able to find something unknown in this port.
Normal breath.
Although the monk in yellow is good at concealing his aura, he can still be sensed to some extent in front of the trinity of red priests.
Fortunately, I had made some preparations in advance, and Mrs. Lisa completely concealed her whereabouts.
According to her own words, in terms of hiding destiny, unless it is a Sequence 1 of the destiny path or a true god, it will not be easily seen through.
"Meow." Azshara jumped to the window sill and lay down, her eyes far deeper than usual.
"Master! He is here!"
While Hastur was still thinking, 008 suddenly wrote a string of words, then flew to Hastur's hand, lightly touched his finger, and motioned for him to hold her.
Hastur gently held 008, his eyes slightly focused, looking at the figure that suddenly appeared on the sofa.
He didn't know that young man, but the aura hidden in that man was very scary.
Soren Einhorn Medici came to the door so quickly.
Is it because of 008?
In their opinion, there is no danger at all in a small place like Puning Port.
"It's strange that Alzuhod's Pen would appear in such a small place. I thought I had sensed it wrong."
The young man spoke words that were inappropriate for his age.
Sure enough, it was attracted by 008.
It was probably because Sauron Einhorn Medici noticed the relevant aura when 008 reminded him to pay attention just now that they suddenly appeared here.
Hastur understood in his heart, his expression was calm, and he was not panicked at all. Instead, he gently turned the 008 in his hand a few times between his fingers.
"You seemed to have guessed that we were coming. Was it because this pen tipped you off?"
Seeing Hastur's calm expression, Soren Einhorn Medici couldn't help but become a little more serious.
Hastur said calmly: "The right pen should naturally be in the hands of the right person."