Badump! Badump! Badump!

Klein’s heart began beating rapidly. It shrank into a clump before expanding abruptly. It made his body tremble gently.

There was an instant when he nearly forgot what he had to do until the lurking figure suddenly paused. The figure pricked his ears slightly as though listening for any changes.

Blood flowed back from his brain as Klein regained his basic cognitive abilities. He reached beneath the pillow for the wooden grip of the revolver.

He felt the firm but smooth feeling as he rapidly calmed down. He silently and slowly pulled out the revolver and aimed it at the trespasser’s head.

To be honest, he had no confidence in striking the intruder. Although he was already able to stably hit the target during practice, a moving person and a fixed target were completely different. He was not arrogant enough to confound the two together.

However, he vaguely remembered something from his previous life; the general idea was that a nuclear weapon wielded the greatest strength before its launch.

The principle held in his current situation. The best deterrence was before he shot!

By not pulling the trigger or shooting blindly, the intruder was unable to determine whether or not he was a complete rookie who had an extremely high chance of missing him. His worries and fears would make him deliberate more, resulting in him restraining himself!

In an instant, another thought arose in him. It immediately made Klein turn decisive. He was not the kind of person who turned calmer when faced with danger; instead, he had already imagined the situation when he faced the observer—using intimidation instead of attacking.

The Foodaholic Empire had an idiom: Where there is precaution there will be no danger!

When Klein pointed his gun at the intruder, the thin man froze suddenly, as though he had sensed something.

Following that, he heard a voice that hid a chuckle.

“Good evening, Sir.”

The scrawny man clasped both his hands together, and his body seemed to tense. Klein sat on the lower bunk, aimed the person’s head with the revolver, and tried to speak as leisurely and as naturally as he could.

“Please raise both of your hands and turn around. Try to do it slow. To be frank, I am very timid and I get nervous easily. If you move too quickly, I can be frightened, and I can’t guarantee that there won’t be a situation where I misfire. Yes, that’s right.”

bit. The first thing that came into view was a black tight suit with neat buttons. Next,

It seemed that if Klein were careless for

tightly as he tried his best to appear calm

gently said, “Sir, let’s take this outside. Do not disturb the beautiful dreams of others.

swept Klein a glance. He continued raising his hands

aim, he twisted the handle

forward. The door was pulled by a

was stirred. He almost

serene melody entered from

of horror, the hope of

at least is certain—that this Life

certain, and

that once has bloomed forever

relax others. Benson, who was on the top bunk, and Melissa, who was in

was also

way the thin man had darted off was

smiled and muttered to himself. “You might not believe it, but pulling the trigger would not

empty chamber

the midnight poem as he patiently awaited for the battle outside

melody which resembled the reflection of moonlight on the surface of a lake stopped, and the dark night resumed its deep

cylinder and moved the empty chamber away as he awaited for the

as he wondered if he should investigate, he heard Dunn Smith’s staid and warm

“It’s settled.”

he carefully approached the door before silently opening it to see the black windbreaker and

behind him and followed Dunn to the

some time to enter his dream,” said Dunn calmly as he looked

Klein felt

as the Secret Order. They were established in the Fourth Epoch and are related to the Solomon Empire and a number of fallen aristocrats of that period. Heh, the Antigonus family’s diary came from them.

Klein’s question, he

will capture the remaining members they have according to the clues. Well, it might not end too well. These fellows are as good at hiding as the rats in the sewers. But at the very least, they would believe that we have likely obtained the Antigonus family’s notebook or that we have obtained a critical clue. In that case, as long as it’s not something extremely

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