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It fits the image of domineering female presidents in many urban novels.
It seems that Emperor Russell has a great influence on Bernadette's growth.
"Your disguise is very good, and you still have a strong aura of destiny on your body. It's the aura of the mercury snake. You must be one of the School of Life."
Bernadette's calm eyes seemed to see through everything, easily breaking through Klein's many disguises.
Klein just smiled and didn't answer. He did ask Will to help a little. After all, the other person was Bernadette, the Queen of Mystery.
Although they share the same goal, there is still a certain level of caution.
Speaking of which, a person like Emperor Russell could give birth to such an elegant and noble daughter, which is true to the famous saying that bad bamboo produces good bamboo shoots.
Klein suppressed these thoughts in his heart to avoid being noticed by Bernadette in front of him.
"I'm just here to cooperate in dealing with George III." Klein stated his position again.
"Did the Fool ask you to come?"
“He, like the stars, acquiesces in our respective actions.”
"George III, it turns out he is so unpopular." Bernadette chuckled mockingly.
Klein originally wanted to say: "Emperor Russell once said this: If you are in a good position, you will get a lot of help, but if you are in a bad position, you will get little help."
But considering that the other party is Russell's daughter, it would be embarrassing if she insisted that Russell didn't say this.
On the contrary, it will only increase the risk of your own exposure.
He could only change his words and say: "When George III chose his allies, his enemies were also determined."
Bernadette glanced at Klein and said, "We have made a lot of preparations to deal with George III, and have identified the four mausoleums that George III built in Backlund."
When Bernadette said this, she paused to see how many tombs the Tarot Society organization represented by Klein wanted to be responsible for.
"Since it is an equal cooperation, then both parties will be responsible for two tombs respectively." Klein said calmly.
Taking charge of two mausoleums is already his biggest limit at present.
Miss Messenger can take charge of one of the mausoleums, and she can cooperate with Mr. Azik to protect and take charge of the other mausoleum, which is just right.
If there was another one, he would have to separate from Mr. Azik, which would undoubtedly put himself in a dangerous situation.
But trying to prevent George III from becoming a god is inherently risky.
Since he decided to stop it, he would not shrink back because of difficulties.
Bernadette glanced at Klein thoughtfully, indicating that she approved of his proposal.
Bernadette then drew a map in the void and told Klein the locations of the two tombs. At the same time, she gave Klein the methods and blood needed to break the seal on the door.
Hey, the texture pattern required for this method is the same as what Will told himself.
Klein couldn't help but murmur in his heart.
Chapter 373 Klein’s dream?
The three major churches acted very quickly. After learning that George III might be hiding his identity as an Extraordinary, after a brief discussion, they sent people to the palace and asked an archbishop to come forward to personally inspect George III.
The final conclusion was that George III was just an ordinary person, not a powerful extraordinary person.
After George III suppressed his anger and politely sent the people from the three major churches away, his eyes could not help but flash with sinister and angry eyes.
"Check! Send someone to find out who is secretly targeting me!" George III suppressed his anger and ordered those around him to investigate the matter.
Although he survived this time without any danger, if such things spread, his prestige as a king would be trampled on by the three major churches again.
His prestige and his kingdom are destined to become only the foil and puppet of the three major churches!
Only by successfully being promoted to the Sequence 0 Black Emperor and becoming a true god can he be qualified to be on an equal footing with the three major churches.
"There is no need to waste manpower on investigating. Bernadette is secretly fueling this matter. She already knows that you want to attack the Black Emperor and has begun to try to stop you."
A figure suddenly appeared in the palace, half hidden in the corner to the right of George III.
"Even the three major churches are not sure about such a top-secret matter, so how does Bernadette know?" George III frowned slightly.
"Haha, she is a believer in the stars." The man said, and chuckled: "Roselle was a fierce jumper to the Black Emperor Path at the beginning. As his child, Bernadette naturally knows the secrets of the Black Emperor Path. "
"Stars..." George III recited silently several times and snorted in anger.
"Be prepared and rest assured. If you miss this opportunity, you will never be able to make even half a step forward."
George III nodded silently and thought of another thing, "Have the people from the Aurora Society decided not to participate in this matter? They backed away from the last big smog incident, and this time they broke the contract temporarily. It's really hateful."
"This should be a good thing for you. Those crazy people can easily attract unnecessary attention to you."
George III said nothing more, but looked towards the starry sky above his head, where a kingdom belonging to him would rise.
……
After finishing his conversation with Bernadette, Klein returned to his residence and carefully wrote another line of small words on a paper crane that was almost full.
"The next time you see Will, be sure to ask him for a new paper crane, preferably a bunch. This will save you from having to write a brief content each time." Klein whispered and lay down. Falling asleep in bed.
Not long after, Will appeared in his dream, yawning and holding a maroon bear toy.
"Really, you always come to me when I'm just sleeping, don't you know how to respect the old and love the young? I have both!" Will muttered dissatisfied and glanced at Klein, "Tell me, this What happened again?"
"I want you to help me give Leonard a dream."
This was a solution that Klein had been thinking about for a long time. He would be busy dealing with George III's affairs next, and he really didn't have the free time to secretly protect Melissa.
Leonard is the best person to solve this problem.
"It's very simple to tell a dream, but you should also know that there is something special about Leonard, and it is very likely that he will find some clues."
"It's okay if I really can't hide it. Let Leonard know that I'm still alive and it will make it easier for him to trouble him in the future."
Klein didn't care too much about this issue. His fake death was just a temporary measure.
And even if Leonard knew about it, he could find an excuse to be seriously injured and on the verge of death, and then recuperate outside.
After all, he was probably the only survivor of what happened in Banxi Port.
"That's it, okay." Will's eyes narrowed as if he thought of something fun.
Klein saw Will's little thoughts and warned, "Be careful, don't go too far."
"Don't worry, there is absolutely no one better at telling dreams than me." Will smiled with his eyebrows creasing.
"..."
Klein could only pray to Leonard in his heart, hoping that his heart would be strong enough.
……
At three or four o'clock in the night, Leonard, who was sleeping soundly in bed, suddenly had a dream.
The world in the dream is a sea, with gray mist floating on the sea, and visibility is very low.
Vaguely, he saw what seemed to be a port on the sea ahead, and he subconsciously drifted in that direction.
But before he could get close to the port, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky, a rumble of explosions resounded through the sky, and streaks of purple, white, or red lightning engulfed everything in front of him.
Even his eyes narrowed subconsciously to avoid being dazzled by the strong lightning.
After the thunder dissipated, the port in front of them dissipated immediately, which had been completely reduced to ashes, leaving only a little smoke that had not yet been burned out.
Leonard drifted toward the destroyed port out of curiosity. The temperature around him was getting colder and colder for some reason, making him want to shiver.
"Woooooooo..."
The cold wind blowing around seemed like someone was crying.
The sound reached his ears, scratching his heart.
As he approached the port, ghosts of the dead appeared in the mist. They were lining up and floating in the same direction.
At this moment, a bloody figure with one arm and one leg missing, hair disheveled, and covered in blood suddenly emerged from the sea.
It suddenly appeared in front of him, only one meter away from him.
Leonard's breathing suddenly became rapid, his eyes widened, and he felt as if his heartbeat skipped half a beat, and then started beating rapidly again.
He tried to calm himself down and told himself over and over in his heart that this was just his dream and not really happening.
"Leonard, I died so miserably, so miserably..."
A familiar voice, tinged with resentment and desolation, came from the mouth of the corpse in front of him that could hardly be called a complete body.
He repeated over and over again that it was so miserable, and even the surrounding sea surface was covered with a layer of frost because of his voice.
Leonard looked carefully for a while and said uncertainly: "You, are you Klein?"
"It's me, it's me, Leonard, I died so miserably, so miserably..."
The figure in front of him, claiming to be Klein, opened his
His face was covered with messy hair, revealing a pair of empty, black eyes without pupils.
"what!"
Leonard was so frightened that he subconsciously took a step back and almost fell to the sea.
"Klein, is it really you, you, are you here to entrust me with a dream?"
Klein's hollow eyes kept staring at Leonard, until when his scalp was about to go numb, Klein suddenly stretched out his only remaining hand and strangled his neck.
Then, under Leonard's panicked gaze, Klein smiled sinisterly, and the corners of his mouth split slightly on both sides, like a bloody crack in hell.
"Help me take care of Benson and Melissa!"
"what!"
Leonard was so frightened that he immediately exited the dreamland, jumped up from the bed with a bang, and almost fell out of the bed.
"Fortunately, it's a dream, fortunately it's a dream..."
With lingering fear, Leonard reached out and touched his neck, which was still there, and looked around with fear in his eyes.
Fortunately, Klein did not follow him out of the dream.
Thinking of the contents of the dream just now, Leonard shivered violently. It was too scary.
This was the first time he knew that Klein could be so terrifying after death.