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.”

scrawny man raised both of his hands and held them up near his head before turning his body bit by bit. The first thing that

blue eyes didn’t reflect fear, but rather gazed upon Klein with the intensity of a ferocious beast. It seemed that if Klein were careless for a second, the

handle tightly as he tried his best to

his chin towards the door. He softly and gently said, “Sir, let’s take this outside. Do not disturb

as he swept Klein a glance. He continued raising his hands as he walked slowly

the revolver’s aim, he twisted the

forward. The door was pulled by a

Benson, who was on the top bunk, was stirred. He almost woke up

and serene melody entered from outside. The heavy

the threat of horror, the hope

is certain—that this Life

and the rest

that once has

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

body and mind was also peaceful and quiet. He nearly

the thin man had darted off was so agile that he could

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

empty chamber to prevent

that, Klein listened to the midnight poem as he patiently

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

moved the empty chamber away as

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

“It’s settled.”

revolver and took his key. Barefooted, he carefully approached the door before silently opening it to see the black windbreaker and the halved top hat. Dunn Smith was standing there with his deep and calm

the end of the corridor and stood amid the weak

Dunn calmly as he looked at the red moon outside the

you know his background?” Klein

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. Due to a member’s negligence, it entered the antique market and was obtained by Welch. They had no choice but to send people in search

waiting for Klein’s question, he paused

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

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