MTL - Examination of the Imperial Examination-Chapter 28 Tarot Club

July 2, early Monday morning.

Considering the Tarot Club at 3 o'clock in the afternoon, he decided not to go to the pier to set up a stall today. In fact, since he was promoted, he has only been to the pier once.

Mr. Geralt also greeted him yesterday, indicating that he has something to do today.

There are still 80 pounds in the bank, and 12 pounds, 7 soles, and 5 pence are still on him after the 3 soles that he spent on buying ingredients yesterday.

The usual living expenses, as well as the bullets for training, are just enough to support for a period of time. If you buy occult knowledge, it is indeed not enough.

If you can enter the Tarot Club in the afternoon, you can exchange your knowledge for some money from Miss Justice, such as the formula of Sequence 7 "Psychiatrist".

Alvin skillfully prepared breakfast in the kitchen. After sitting at the dining table in the living room and enjoying it with Yuumi, he decided to go downstairs to buy a newspaper on the street. The rental house where he lived had no mailbox and could only go out to buy one. thing.

I wonder if Backlund's newspapers are for sale, so that I can understand the progress of the Viscountess.

He walked to the coat rack and picked out clothes. He didn't like formal clothes. His clothes were almost all trench coats, shirts, and leather boots.

Just after taking the key, Yuumi skillfully climbed up her shoulders, opened the door, faced the warm sunlight, went down the stairs, and walked along the stone road in the alley to the street outside.

As soon as he walked out of the alley, Alvin felt an invisible gaze.

"Sure enough."

He sighed in his heart, alas, he was still being watched.

"Strange, why didn't you monitor yourself yesterday, I can't figure it out." She frowned in confusion.

He didn't turn on his spiritual vision to find the source of his sight. What happened in the early hours of yesterday taught him a lesson. If an audience member came today, the more body movements, the more exposed it would be.

Because he was well prepared and didn't show any abnormality, he naturally walked towards the newsboy at the intersection.

"Meow."

Yuumi, who was on his shoulders, turned his head and let out a soft cry in the direction of Palm Elm Street behind him, as if to remind himself that he touched his ears with the pads on his paws.

"This?"

Yuumi also found out that it was a beast, and felt more sensitive. She was reluctant to go to the police station and Williams' bar before, probably because she felt danger.

Last time at Mrs. Rosa's house, it didn't run away in the face of the magician and Miss Judgment. Does it think that the danger at that time was not that great?

This time too, it just reminded itself that it didn't choose to escape. It seemed that it was only Sequence 9 who was staring at him. If it was Sequence 8, I thought Yuumi would run away.

"Is this bullying the soft and fearing the hard?"

Alvin smiled silently, but this can be used as a reference for the danger level in the future, not bad.

"I see, don't keep looking at each other."

He didn't stop, just replied to Yuumi softly. He knew that Yumi could understand basic words. This was what he tried last night.

But Yuumi didn't understand. His last sentence kept tilting his head and looking back. It's better to avoid danger in its genes. Even if it can't be avoided, be careful at any time.

Without taking care of Yuumi, Alvin waved to the newsboy ahead.

"Is there any "Backlund Daily" or "Tussock" or "Backlund Post"? Alvin lowered his head and asked a thin boy who was wearing clothes that he didn't know how to mend a few times.

The first two newspapers are big newspapers covering the whole country. Pritzker Harbor is not far from Backlund, so there is a good chance that the newspapers of the same day can be bought. There is no need to wait until tomorrow or the day after tomorrow unless there are special circumstances.

"Sir, do you want today?" The little boy asked with a smile, looking up at Alvin.

"Of course." Alvin nodded slightly.

"Today's only Tussock News."

"I still need a copy of the Pritzker Harbor Morning News." Alvin nodded to the newsboy and said.

"Five pence, sir." After he finished speaking, he rummaged through the linen bag slung across the body to find two newspapers and handed them to Alvin.

He took the newspaper, took 5 pence from his pocket, and put it in the hands of the newsboy.

"It seems that the Tussock News should be 4 or 3 pence in Backlund." The slander is really expensive.

Alvin turned around and walked back. He was planning to walk around, but there were eyes behind him, making him uncomfortable wherever he went.

After thinking about it, um... let's go home and practice calligraphy.

It was only after he walked past the corner of the alley that he felt the sense of staring disappear. He planned to use the barrier of the wall to check it with his spiritual vision.

Suddenly, there were obvious footsteps, and Alvin gave up his plan to observe and walked towards the stairs.

A member of the Punisher Squad, Booker, Sequence 9, "Sailor", wearing a peaked cap, after seeing Alvin trot into the alley, he followed the alley unhurriedly. He needed to determine if Alvin had returned home. Or go elsewhere from the back alley.

Glancing at Alvin who was opening the door, Booker passed under the stairs like a pedestrian on the road.

By closing the door and putting away the copper key, Alvin quickly turned on his spiritual vision and recorded the appearance of the person following him.

He quickly turned off Spirit Vision again. It's better to watch less blindly when it's not peaceful these days. If you see something terrifying, you'll just burp.

She took off her windbreaker, went to the kitchen and poured herself a cup of hot water, took the newspaper she just bought, walked to the desk, pulled out the chair and sat on it.

First of all, I picked up the "Tusok Newspaper", and after a long time of searching, I couldn't find any newspaper about my article. There was nothing on it. What kind of effective measures did Backlund put forward for air pollution? I also showed off that a few days ago, Oak The Royal Naval Base on the island, the steel giant named by George III, "Pritz."

Alvin reluctantly flipped through it again, but still no, he frowned and thought, "Is it in another newspaper? Or is the Viscountess delayed by something else?"

"I hope the Viscountess didn't buy one of her paintings for nothing." Alvin folded the newspaper, shook his head and muttered to himself.

"Alas! It's really not that simple, it seems that two preparations are needed." With a sigh, he picked up the "Prize Harbor Morning News" again.

The front of the newspaper is the largest and the most eye-catching section reads: "Crazy thugs" murdered demons and killed five people overnight.

"No wonder the punisher was so cautious yesterday. Five lives and extraordinary factors were involved. I don't know what this old man is crazy about and why he killed so many people." He took a sip from the water glass, frowned and shook his head.

"There is too little information to judge."

"Huh? Three people are missing in Xiajie, all of them are children. The adults in Xiajie have heavy work to do every day, and the children are basically free-range. It seems that someone saw this opportunity?" Seeing this Report, Alvin thought to himself.

"Alas! People living in this era are really sad." Looking at the newspaper, I couldn't help but sigh.

After searching again, after there was no valuable information, he put the newspaper aside, opened the window, and the golden sunlight spread on the table.

Alvin took out his pocket watch and glanced at the time, then took out the paper, put away the ink, and took out "Tragedy on Earth".

Today, he needs to summarize, the Mongolian learning classics of these days, a Mongolian learning classic has not many words, and he has basically read the same in the past two days.

Of course, he only selected the representative ones given by the "bamboo slips" in his mind to read.

"Three Character Classic", "Thousand Characters", "Guide for Disciples", "Young Learning Qionglin", "Zhu Zi's Family Instructions" and so on.

In the past two days, whenever Alvin started reading, Yuumi jumped on the table, squatted on the side, quietly accompanied him, and sometimes leaned over his head curiously to read the text on the book, but more often he was lying there dozing.

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Tingen City, Daffodil Street, Klein took his cane in the morning, hid his revolver, and took the track public carriage to Zoetland Street, and quickly entered the "Black Thorn Security Company."

After informing Dunn Smith of his choice, Dunn Smith, who was surprised by his choice, took him to the "Alchemy Room" of the Nighthawks team.

After drinking it here, Old Neil prepared a fortune-teller's potion for him, and he also learned how to use the spiritual vision switch from him.

He saw a pair of eyelashesless, indifferent, transparent eyes and a flashing spirit body in the void behind Old Neil.

With the warning of Captain Dunn Smith, he got on the trackless public carriage back to Daffodil Street.

When he got home, he didn't care about anything else, he closed the door with his back, walked upstairs quickly, and entered his own bedroom with bookshelves.

After taking off his tuxedo and hanging it on the coat rack, he couldn't wait to fall back to the bed. As soon as he touched the pillow, he fell into a deep sleep.

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Looking at the paper full of writing on the table, Alvin heaved a sigh of relief.

"Huh! ...... Not bad, it's so interesting." He praised himself with a smile.

The Mengxue level is basically over. Next time, you can directly learn the Analects.

If he had such a learning speed in his previous life, he was at least a high school student......

Feeling the hunger from his stomach, he took out his pocket watch, pressed it lightly, and the cover popped open. It was already twelve o'clock, so it was time to get something to eat.

slap!

Closing the watch cover, picking up the paper that was written on the table today, and walking towards the kitchen.

A steak, two slices of white bread, a cup of boiled water, Yuumi's eggs, and small fish.

Afterwards, he cleaned up the table, picked up "Tragedy on Earth", and started reading leisurely. Now he is a little in love with reading, and he feels a little bit filled with knowledge and truth.

It was almost two o'clock that he couldn't read, and his mind began to think about the Tarot Club. He was a little impatient, so he simply put down the book, picked up the writing brush, and started to practice meditation.

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At 2:57 in the afternoon, Klein closed the book, put on the pen cap, and drew the curtains with a single stroke.

Immediately afterwards, he locked the bedroom door, tapped his forehead twice, turned on his spiritual vision, and looked around to confirm that there were no invisible spiritual bodies in the room.

With his feet open, he took four steps counterclockwise as before, forming a square, and for each step he recited the corresponding mantra silently in Chinese, but this time he didn't prepare a staple food.

Through the frantic screams and tempting whispers, soon his "body" became lighter, floated upward, and saw the diffuse, gray-white, boundless, hazy mist, and the crimson "stars". ", and two of them seemed to have a subtle connection with him, making him feel very familiar.

He calmed down for a few seconds, and once again transformed into the magnificent temple above the gray fog, the long bronze table directly under the broad dome, and the twenty-two high-backed chairs symbolized by different constellations.

Klein quietly walked to the top and sat down, covering his body and face with a thicker gray mist.

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Looking at those crimson stars, two of them seemed to have a subtle connection with him, which made him feel very familiar.

There is also a flickering star. He knows that the two stars with a familiar feeling represent Miss Justice and Mr. Hanged Man, and the other is the one he accidentally encountered last time~www.novelbuddy.com~ only But I couldn't pull it up at the time.

This time, he came up above the gray fog 5 minutes early. In addition to observing this space, he also wanted to explore the illusory red stars he accidentally touched last time.

He didn't try to touch it impulsively, he was a little hesitant because he didn't know what identity and attitude the newcomer would have.

After all, not everyone can integrate as quickly as "Justice" and "The Hanged Man" because of their unique personalities, each gets what they need, and seems willing to hide it. The mysterious organization" was immediately exposed to "the church's gaze".

As the boss of the "evil" organization, his future will be bleak.

After all, no one is willing to get involved in mysterious events inexplicably.

Um...why don't you wait any longer? .

"It would be great if I could observe it, so that I wouldn't pull others directly above the gray fog, and I would have more choices for myself."

As soon as the voice fell, his own spiritual vibration began to spread, touching the crimson star.

A blurry and distorted picture suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, a vaguely seen picture.

It was a blurry picture, and he stood up in shock, his eyes widened and he was speechless.

"This…………"

The environment in the picture is a small living room. The layout and decoration of the living room are all in Loen's common style. The lighting is very good. There is a desk under the window and a black cat lying on the table.

A young man wearing a white scholar's uniform, with long black hair and a handsome face, was holding a brush in his right hand, writing on yellow-brown paper.

Klein looked at the slowly forming font under the young man's pen, and couldn't help but read it out:

"Fool."

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