1041 King’s Daughter

Sharron who doesn’t like nicknames? How did she know? She’s interacted with Miss Sharron before? Upon hearing Reinette Tinekerr’s answer, Klein was first taken aback before questions emerged one after another in his mind.

From his point of view, a messenger and a mailer wouldn’t communicate under normal circumstances. The entire process would be the messenger’s appearance, the retrieval of the letter, and its departure.

Besides, when did Miss Messenger need to obtain the permission of the other party when she gives nicknames? Did Frank Lee and Patrick Bryan agree to it?

A few seconds later, Klein instinctively had a guess—Miss Messenger and Miss Sharron definitely had some kind of connection, and Reinette Tinekerr didn’t wish to hide anything.

Reining in his thoughts, Klein opened the envelope, unfolded the letter, and quickly scanned the contents.

“There’s something I hope you can help me with. Let’s meet at the Bravehearts Bar to discuss in detail…”

Compared to before, Miss Sharron isn’t that stingy with her words. She’s slightly improved in this aspect for the better. Is this a change that resulted from a demigod advancement? Klein thought for a moment and walked to his desk. Picking up a pen, he wrote:

“When do you wish to meet?”

Putting down his pen, he glanced at Reinette Tinekerr, who was standing by the side, seemingly waiting to write the reply. Klein felt even more certain again.

He folded the letter, handed it over, and casually said, “For Miss Sharron.”

One of Reinette Tinekerr’s heads bit on the letter while the remaining three said, “You…” “Haven’t…” “Paid…

“No…” “Postage…” “Payment…”

Klein cleared his throat, took out a gold coin, and handed it to Miss Messenger.

Seeing Reinette Tinekerr disappear, he revealed a pensive look as he walked to the reclining chair and waited patiently.

Less than a minute later, Miss Messenger walked out of the void again in her complicated dress. She was biting the letter from before.

inquire as he received

it, it would be best if it

flicked his wrist, causing the letter to ignite into scarlet

flame burgeoned and enveloped his body as

The floating ashes hovering in midair automatically fell into a nearby trash can

Cherwood Borough, and the Bridge

changed his clothes, put on gold-rimmed glasses, and went out with the appearance of Sherlock Moriarty, heading straight for the

room playing tabletop games with a bunch of people.

he saw figures outlining themselves on

to the past, her face was no longer as pale as before. It just looked like she was anemic, making her look less like a

table was Marie. This young man who liked to play cards with zombies had turned increasingly pale. The malice in his eyes had become unobvious, but it gave a

evening.” Klein took off his hat

evening, Mr. Detective.” Sharron’s body seemed to float up weightlessly as she seriously

billiard room seemed to be filled

high stool chair and sat down. He chuckled

sorry to trouble

“We made an agreement for a cooperative effort with the Sanguine to deal with the key members of the Rose

of it ourselves. It will include how we lure them out, how we ambush them, and how our attack will happen. We just hope that you will watch the entire process

anything, just mention

also enlists The World to secretly help? When that happens, they would have two demigods in their contingency plans…Uh, I think it might work. I can be Sherlock Moriarty while

at

“Okay.”

at Sharron, who was sitting on a high

Tutanssess II mummy we previously obtained was a preparation for you to advance to Sequence 4 Puppet, and you’ve already

was something he had previously learned from their conversations and letter exchanges. His main goal was to make a

at him as she said

slightly and directly asked, “What’s your relationship with

about almost indiscemibly as she said, “‘She’

some guesses, he nearly drew a gasp. He felt

eye, although his expression remained the same, countless thoughts were bubbling in his mind. …Miss Messenger was originally an

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