Lord of the Mysteries

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Walking on the streets of Zouteland, blowing a hot breeze, the high-spirited Klein suddenly thought of one thing:

There is only 3 pence of change left on the body. It takes 4 pence to return to the Iron Cross Street in the public carriage, and take 1 gold pound of banknotes to find the other side, just like taking 100 pieces of cheap mineral water before you cross it. There is no other way to really pull the face.

"Sit 3 km with 3 pence, go back the rest of the journey?" Klein stepped into the pocket with one hand, slowed down and thought of other ways.

"No!" Soon, he vetoed the previous idea.

The rest of the journey was light, and it took a while to get a 12-pound "big money", which was too unsafe!

And before worrying that the revolver was confiscated by the "night of the night", today deliberately did not bring it on the body, I really encountered the danger caused by the death of Welch, there will be no resistance!

"Looking for a change in a nearby bank? No, no, five-thousandths of the fee is too extravagant!" Klein shook his head silently, thinking about the possible handling fees and feeling distressed!

The way was eliminated one by one, and Klein suddenly saw his eyes and saw the home coat store!

Yeah, the most normal idea is not to buy the right price to find zero?

Dresses, shirts, vests, trousers, boots and canes are all on the budget, and you have to buy them early to buy them!

Well, it’s very troublesome to try on clothes, and Banson knows better than me, and he will pay more. He can wait for him to come back and consider...

Then buy a cane?

Not bad! There is a saying that is good, the cane is the gentleman's best self-defense weapon, can be used as a crowbar, a handgun is a civilized fighting style!

With a lot of thoughts, Klein made up his mind, turned his body and turned into the "Wilkel clothing store."

The layout of the coat store is similar to that of the clothing store before his crossing. The left side of the wall is a row of formal dresses. The center is shirts, trousers, vests and ties. On the right side, there are pairs of shoes and boots in the glass case. .

"Sir, what do you want to buy?" A male clerk in a white shirt and red vest greeted him and asked questions politely.

In the kingdom of Lun, because of the status of wealthy gentlemen, who like to wear white shirts, black vests, black trousers and black dresses, the color is quite monotonous, so the male servants, clerk and waiter class are required to have a bright color. , or multicolored, to distinguish between the master servant or the noble.

In contrast to this, the ladies and ladies have different shades and are decorated in a gorgeous manner. The maid can only be black with white or white with black.

In the face of a male clerk's question, Klein thought about it:

"Cane stick, sink a little, harder."

The kind that can blow the other dog's head!

The clerk of the red vest looked at Klein in a hidden way and led him into the store, pointing to the row of canes in the corner:

"The root inlaid with gold is made of ironwood, very heavy, very hard, 11 Sule 7 pence, you have to give it a try?"

11 Sule 7 pence? Why don't you grab it? Is it great to set aside gold? Klein was shocked by the price.

His face was quiet and nodded slightly:

"Ok."

The red vest clerk took the ironwood cane and carefully handed it to Klein, a pair of feared that he had broken the cargo.

When Klein had just taken the cane, he felt heavy and tried to move and found that he could not wave smoothly.

"Too heavy." Klein leaned his head and let out.

This is no excuse!

The red vest clerk put back the ironwood cane and pointed to the other three lanes:

"This is walnut, made by Mr. Hess, the most famous canesmith in Tingen, 10 Sule 3 pence... This is a sinking wood, silver-plated, as hard as steel, 7 Sule 6 pence... This It is made from the heart of the Bai Boli tree, and it is also silver-plated, 7 Sule 10 pence..."

Klein took the test and found that the weight was more appropriate. Then he slammed and knocked, roughly grasping the hardness of each cane. Finally, he chose the cheapest one.

"That's the root of the water." Klein pointed to the silver vest in the hands of the red vest clerk.

"Okay, sir, please pay with me over there. If the cane is worn or smudged in the future, you can give it to us for free." The red vest clerk led Klein to the counter.

Klein took the opportunity to unfold the four golden pounds in his palm and take out one of the smaller two.

"Hello, 7 Sule 6 pence." The clerk behind the counter smiled.

Klein wanted to maintain the gentleman's decent, but when he held out with the left hand of a 1 dollar bill, he couldn't help but open his mouth:

"can you reduce the price?"

"Sir, this is handmade, and our cost is very high." The red vest clerk replied next to him, "And the owner is not there, we are not qualified to help him cut the price."

The clerk behind the counter followed the road:

"Sir, sorry."

"Okay." Klein handed the banknotes over and took the black cane with silver heads from the red vest clerk.

Waiting for the gap to change, he stepped back a few steps, opened the distance, and tried the waving effect of the "deputy weapon".

Hey! Hey! Hey!

The wind was heavy, and the texture was broken. Klein nodded with satisfaction.

He turned his eyes back to the front, preparing to see the banknotes and coins, but found that the red vest clerk was far away, and the counter was retracted to the corner, close to the double-barreled shotgun hanging on the wall.

The Kingdom of Lun has a semi-regulatory policy on hot weapons. If you want to hold a gun, you need to apply for a "full-scale weapon use certificate" or a "hunting license". But no matter which one, you can't have a burst rifle, a steam high-pressure gun, and Six tube machine guns and other arms control things.

"All types of weapons use certificate" can buy and store any kind of civilian firearms at will, but it is extremely troublesome. Even a businessman with a certain status may not pass the audit. The "hunting license" is relatively easy, even for the farmers in the suburbs. Get it, but this type of license is limited to the use of shotguns, and there are a number of restrictions, many people with thin assets will apply for one, in order to protect themselves in critical situations, such as now...

... Klein looked at the two guards who were full of alert, twitching in the corner of his mouth, hehe laughed:

"Yes, this cane is very suitable for waving, I am very satisfied."

Seeing that he had no intention of attack, the clerk behind the counter relaxed and took out the money and copper coins he had just found.

Klein took a glance and saw two 5 Sule, two 1 Sule notes and a 5 pence, a 1 pence copper coin, and nodded in the heart.

After two seconds, he ignored the clerk's gaze and unfolded the four banknotes against the bright spot to confirm that the security pattern and the watermark were correct.

After doing all this, Klein put the banknotes and coins separately, held the cane, helped the hat, and walked out of the "Wilkel's coat store" like a gentleman, and took the luxury public carriage without a track. After a transfer and a total of 6 pence, I returned to the apartment smoothly.

Closed the door, he repeated the 11 pounds 12 Sule's banknotes three times before putting them into the desk drawer, and then found the bronze runner and the wooden grip pistol.

Dangdang!

Five brass-colored bullets landed on the desk, and Klein stuffed the silver "hunting bullets" with complex patterns and dark sacred emblems into the runner.

In the same way, he only stuffed five pieces, leaving space for preventing accidental shots, and the rest was stored in a small iron box together with the five normal bullets that he had just taken out.

Snapped!

The runners closed and Klein Horan had a lot of security.

He happily put the revolver into the armpit of the armpit, firmly buckled, and then practiced the action of unbuttoning the gun over and over again. After the arms were sore, he rested for a while and then continued until the sky was dark and the rent appeared in the aisle. The voice of the passenger walking.

call! Klein vomited and put the revolver back into his arm.

It was not until this time that he replaced his formal attire and vest, put on a daily brown-yellow coat, and relaxed his arms.

Hey, hey, hey, the footsteps are close, the key is inserted into the keyhole, and the twisting sounds.

Melissa, who was wearing a soft black hair, pushed in and the nose twitched invisibly. Her eyes swept over the stove that was not lit at all, and the look in her eyes suddenly faded a little.

"Klein, I cooked the ingredients left over last night, and Banson might be back tomorrow." Melissa turned to look at her brother.

Klein put his hands in his pockets and leaned his thighs against the edge of the desk, smiling:

"No, let's go out and eat."

"Go out to eat?" Melissa asked.

“How about the 'Silver Crown Restaurant’ on Dessert Street? I heard that it tastes great.” Klein made a suggestion.

"Yes, but..." Melissa still didn't figure out the situation.

Klein smiled and said:

"Celebrate that I found a job."

"Are you finding a job?" Melissa's voice didn't consciously grow bigger. "Yes, but the interview at the University of Timing is not tomorrow?"

"Another job." Kline smiled and took the stack of paper money out of the drawer. "They also paid for the salary around me."

Melissa looked at the one gold pound and Sule, and her eyes widened:

"Goddess...you, they, you, what job are you looking for?"

This... Klein looks awkward and considers the language:

“A security company with a mission to find, collect and protect antiquities, they need professional consultants, five-year contracts, £3 a week.”

"...you were worried about this thing last night?" Melissa said silently.

Klein nodded:

"Yes, it’s more decent to be a faculty member at Tingen University, but I like this job."

"... In fact, it is also very good." Melissa showed a smile of encouragement, half of the doubts and half curiously asked, "How can they prepay you a full four-week salary?"

"Because we need to move, we need more rooms and need our own bathroom." Klein's mouth was upturned and the hand said.

He felt that his smile was impeccable and he only asked a "surprise."

Melissa groaned, and suddenly she spoke quickly, slightly confused:

"Klein, we lived in a really good way. I occasionally complained that I didn't have my own bathroom. I just used it. Do you remember Jenny? I used to live next door to us. Since her father was injured, I lost my job and had to move. Down the street, a family of five can only live in one room, sleep three in a high bed, sleep two on the ground, and they still want to rent the remaining space to others....

"Compared to her family, we are very lucky and don't waste your salary on this matter, and I like Mrs. Slim's bakery."

Sister, your reaction is different from the script I expected.... Klein couldn’t help but look dull.