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Especially the pair of hollow eyes without eyeballs, and the big bloody mouth that didn't break behind the earlobes.
After sitting on the bed for a while, Leonard gradually recovered from the horrific dream just now.
He got up from the bed, lit the candle, went to the table, poured himself a glass of cold water, and drank four or five glasses in a row before he finally recovered.
Leonard, who felt his back was wet, smiled bitterly and said, "Klein, why are your dreams so scary? If you scare me to death, who will help you take care of your brother and sister?"
He grabbed a set of dry clothes and headed to the bathroom.
When he was comfortably soaked in the warm water, he slowly exhaled and furrowed his handsome brows.
It has been a few months since Klein's death. This is the first time that he has been given a dream, and it is for his relatives.
Have they encountered any trouble recently?
The more Leonard thought about it, the more afraid he became. During this period of time, he was busy dealing with various things with the Red Glove Team, and he really didn't pay attention to the situation of Benson and Melissa.
In addition, the situation in Backlund has gradually become chaotic during this period, and there is no guarantee that the two ordinary people will encounter any danger.
Is this the reason why Klein entrusted him with dreams?
If something unexpected happened to them, how would he explain it to Klein?
Leonard raised his head and glanced at the bathroom window. Outside the window, there was already a faint light of early morning.
After a while, he went to the residence of Benson and Melissa, and at the same time told the nearby police station to protect them both.
"That's not right. Why should Klein give me a dream after he dies?"
Leonard suddenly realized that in the extraordinary world, dreaming was very abnormal.
It should be said that only living people have the ability to entrust dreams.
The person is already dead, with no spirit left, so how can he still be able to complete the task of entrusting a dream?
And this place is near St. Samuel's Church. Even if there are such things as dead souls, they will be completely purified by the priests of the church.
Klein died on the sea again, and he just traveled thousands of miles from the sea to Backlund to find him a dream?
When Klein was still alive, he wasn't so powerful, right?
Leonard thought about it for a long time, but with his limited extraordinary knowledge, he still couldn't figure it out.
I only know that this dream is very real, as if it really happened, especially the last sentence: "Help me take care of Benson and Melissa!"
Like a curse, it was imprinted in the depths of his mind and he could never forget it.
Chapter 374 George III's Speech Day
"Klein, you are in such trouble even after you die." Leonard smiled bitterly, "For the sake of you still remembering me as a friend, I won't argue with you about the dream entrustment this time. But next time, don't do it again. Just be this scary.”
After taking a bath and changing his clothes, Leonard saw that it was still a little early, so he went back to bed again and began to call the old man in his heart,
Maybe the old man can give him an answer to this dream incident.
"Dream? How do I know what you encounter in your dream? I have no interest in peeking into your messy dream." The old man's disdainful voice sounded.
"But I always feel that this dream is too real. What should I say? Do you think Klein's undead really returned to Backlund from the sea?"
"Oh, the undead near St. Samuel's Church have long been sleeping deep underground. Can they still come to you?"
Leonard sighed and said, "I think so too, but I just think this dream is unusual."
After a while, the old man just whispered the word fate.
"Is dreaming a kind of destiny?" Leonard was even more puzzled by this.
The old man chuckled lightly and did not explain the meaning of the word fate. Instead, he said: "In the extraordinary world, the dead can speak. It is normal to have dreams. Even if you come back to life, it is not something worth making a fuss about. .”
"Alas, I also hope that Klein is still alive."
"I said, you are very lucky, maybe your dreams will come true."
May all your wishes come true?
The image of Klein's tragic death in the dream immediately appeared in Leonard's mind, and he refused repeatedly: "I don't want this kind of wish to come true."
This time, the old man didn't give Leonard any more answers. He just sighed at the end, as if he was feeling something.
Leonard sat alone on the bed and remained sleepless until around six o'clock in the morning. He simply arranged his hair, left the room, hailed a carriage, and rushed to Klein's former home in the South District of the Bridge.
When Klein died, the church paid for the house so that Benson and Melissa could live here with peace of mind, and also provided a death benefit.
dong dong dong.
Leonard knocked on the door, and after a while Benson opened the door.
Benson, who didn't have many expressions, now had a little more vividness on his face.
"excuse me."
Leonard walked into the house. This was his second visit.
The last time, he came here in person to inform Benson and Melissa about Klein's death.
"What's the matter?" Benson poured Leonard a cup of hot tea and said straight to the point: "I have to go to work later, so I don't have time to chat for too long."
Leonard scanned the house and found nothing different. He looked away and smiled: "I just wanted to see if there is anything you need help with in your life."
"No, we are fine, really fine." Benson said, but his eyes were focused on a photo frame placed in the center of the living room. It was a photo of Klein, him, and Melissa during the Chinese New Year. .
"It's like this. I dreamt last night that Klein came to me in my dream. He told me to take good care of you." Leonard chose to tell the story.
come out.
Benson's eyes suddenly turned red, and even Melissa, who was eavesdropping in the back room, opened the door and came out.
"He, Klein, did he really give you a dream?" Melissa sat in disbelief with Benson on the sofa opposite Leonard, her eyes slightly red.
"Yeah." Leonard nodded.
Benson was silent with his head lowered and did not speak. Melissa reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes and asked cautiously: "Is he okay?"
"He is very good. He asked you to take care of yourselves and not be overly sad because of his departure." After Leonard said, he slightly twitched the corner of his mouth. He did not dare to describe the tragic situation in Klein's dream. That would be equivalent to Yu stabs Benson and Melissa in the heart.
"We will be fine and live well." Benson said in a serious tone.
After a long time, Benson suggested: "I miss him a little. Do you want to come with us to see him?"
"it is good."
Leonard agreed. After last night's dream, he also wanted to visit Klein's grave.
After tidying up a little, the three Leonards closed the door, went downstairs, hailed a car and headed to the cemetery where Klein died.
While waiting for the bus, Leonard glanced at a familiar figure facing the street of a restaurant.
It wasn't until he got on the carriage and passed the restaurant that he saw clearly that the person was the person he and Hastur met at the Brave Bar that night.
The carriage quickly passed by the window. Through the glass, Klein looked at the direction in which the carriage left, withdrew his gaze and calmly tasted today's breakfast.
Everything is fine.
……
As the day of George III's nationwide speech gradually arrived, Backlund's chaotic situation suddenly calmed down.
Everything was quiet and the last three days passed without any trouble.
It was just past midnight on this day, and the starry sky was shining brightly, but Backlund once again set off a huge wave of chaos.
There are people everywhere in Backlund who are stirring up trouble.
It could be as small as setting fire to a house, as big as shooting someone directly in the street, or suddenly holding some evil sacrificial ceremony, or someone being bold enough to assassinate the important ministers and dignitaries of the Loen Kingdom.
Under this situation, the three major churches only sent a small number of personnel to maintain a certain order, and more manpower and material resources were watching the movements of the Loen royal family.
Hastur stood silently on the balcony, watching Backlund's chaos and madness tonight.
When this night is over, George III will come out of his palace, then walk onto the podium that he has already arranged, and deliver his speech to the people of the entire Loen Kingdom, a speech about a comprehensive declaration of war.
Perhaps knowing that Hastur wanted to do something, Sharon came back specially to help him take care of Azshara.
At this moment, Azshara was lying comfortably in her arms, tasting delicious dried fish.
"How can you wait on a night like this?"
Hastur withdrew his gaze, came to sit at the small table next to Sharon, and then asked the maids who had not yet slept to prepare some wine and food.
"Are you very leisurely?" Sharon couldn't understand Hastur's thoughts.
Hastur smiled and said: "You don't think I want to assassinate George III in the street, do you?"
Sharon just looked at him quietly, which meant that if it was him
If so, they might really do such a risky and daring thing.
"Oh, how could you think of me so stupidly? Azshara's job is to assassinate someone."
"Meow?" Azshara, who was named, let out a dissatisfied cry.
"I have a feeling you will do something." Sharon glanced at the chaotic events that were happening in the distance, "Is this what you expected?"
"Creating chaos and channeling chaos is really what I need to play."
"You're progressing so fast." Sharon sincerely admired Hastur's improvement in strength.
At this rate, Hastur will soon surpass her.
Perhaps, he has surpassed her in many other aspects.
Hastur lamented: "This is not a good thing."
It is definitely not a good thing to be promoted too quickly. Please refer to Klein for details.
He had always been worried that he would follow the same path as Klein.
So he is still thinking about whether to cross the sequence when he is promoted to Sequence 4, whether to choose the Judgment Path, the Extraordinary Path left by the King in Yellow, or the Stars Path.
He was afraid of being careless, so he was promoted one after another, taking a rocket from Sequence 4 to Sequence 0, and then a certain being awakened in his body.
Sharon didn't say anything. She agreed with Hastur's statement that this was not a good thing.
The night passes quickly, no matter how chaotic the night is, the sun rises as usual.
When George III's carriage emerged from the open palace gates, chaos had been subdued by order.