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.

as he received the reply

don’t have any problems with it, it would be

the

burgeoned and enveloped

flames extinguished, Klein’s figure had already disappeared from the reclining chair. The floating ashes hovering in midair

the houses that were connected together in Backlund’s North Borough, Cherwood Borough, and the Bridge area, the wall gas lamps brightened slightly before returning to

he had privately rented at the periphery of East Borough. He changed his clothes, put on gold-rimmed glasses, and went out with the appearance of Sherlock Moriarty, heading straight for the

with a bunch of people. He listened for a few seconds before pushing open the door to one of the billiard rooms

as he flipped open the door, he saw figures outlining

was 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

liked to play cards with zombies had turned increasingly pale. The malice in

took off his

seemed to float up

billiard room seemed to be filled with paranormal

down. He chuckled and said, “What is

sorry to trouble you

made an agreement for a cooperative effort with the Sanguine to deal with the key members

lure them out, how we ambush them, and how our attack will happen. We just hope that you will watch the entire process by

anything, just mention it. We can

have two demigods in their contingency plans…Uh, I think it might work. I can be Sherlock Moriarty while letting Qonas Kilgor be

glanced at Sharron

“Okay.”

who was sitting on a high stool like

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

exchanges. His main goal was to make a confirmation and start

she said with an ethereal and

nodded slightly and directly asked,

eyes darted about almost indiscemibly as she said, “‘She’

some guesses, he nearly

countless thoughts were bubbling in his mind.

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