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

any problems with it, it would

nodded thoughtfully and flicked his wrist, causing the letter to ignite into scarlet flames, quickly

burgeoned and enveloped his body

already disappeared from the reclining chair. The floating ashes hovering in midair automatically fell into a nearby trash can with the help of

Borough, Cherwood Borough, and the Bridge area, the wall gas

East Borough. He changed his clothes, put on gold-rimmed glasses, and went out with the appearance of Sherlock Moriarty,

out Ian, who was in the card room playing tabletop games with a bunch of people. He listened for a few seconds before pushing open the door to

he saw figures outlining themselves on

the blonde, blue-eyed Sharron. She was wearing an exquisite bonnet and a regal dress. Compared to the past, her face was no longer as pale as before. It just looked like she was anemic, making

to play cards with zombies had turned

Klein took off his hat with

up weightlessly

moment, the billiard room seemed to be filled

sat down. He chuckled and said, “What is it

sorry to trouble

quickly said, “We made an agreement for a cooperative effort with the Sanguine

definitely carry out the bulk 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 by the side and aid in our escape when an

anything, just mention it. We can discuss

to say, I’m a contingency to prevent any accidents… What if that fellow, Emlyn, 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 letting Qonas Kilgor be Gehrman

glanced at

“Okay.”

at Sharron, who was sitting on a

previously obtained was a preparation for you to advance to Sequence 4 Puppet, and

previously learned from their conversations and letter exchanges. His

him as she said with an ethereal and inhuman

directly asked, “What’s your relationship

about almost indiscemibly as

some guesses, he nearly drew a gasp. He felt his head

the same, countless thoughts

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