Kinsley

Chapter 30 Kinsley

The God's Birth Festival is approaching, and as an annual grand celebration, Signo City has begun its decorations early.

The Patrol Hall is no different.

Kaili twisted his plump body, struggling a bit as he hung a statue of God above the window, saying, "The higher-ups are very generous this time. To celebrate the God's Birth Festival, our funding is double that of last year."

"Even the main gate outside needs to be repaired."

The weather turned cold, and Karl changed into a cashmere robe today, lying on a recliner and flipping through a book.

He nodded casually upon hearing Kaili's words:

"Really? It seems the benefits we'll receive then will also be good."

"Yes."

Kaili got down from the chair, panting, and turned his head to look, his gaze falling on the book in Karl's hand:

"Anatomy. Are you planning to change careers and become a doctor?"

"There's no end to learning!" Karl smiled:

"I heard there's a Doctor Robert in the city who makes a fortune with his medical skills. Who wouldn't be envious?"

"Robert?" Kaili shook his head:

"Never heard of him."

Although he was descended from Nobles, his living standard wasn't high, and the people he interacted with were usually not well-off.

It was normal that he hadn't heard of him.

"Speaking of which..."

Kaili moved a chair, arranging ornaments:

"Aren't you going to help?"

"For this little thing, you're more than enough. Moving around will help you lose weight," Karl shook his head:

"I have important matters to attend to."

Saying that, He picked up the mulled wine beside him and took a small sip, looking relaxed.

He was indeed busy with important matters; to decipher the Spell Model on the red-haired man's severed arm, knowledge of anatomy was indispensable.

"Forget it."

Kaili shook his head speechlessly, continuing his work while saying:

"Have you heard any news? The Vampires who disappeared some time ago have reappeared."

"Hm?"

Karl looked up, a confused expression on his face:

"What's going on?"

It had been a while since he'd heard about this matter, ever since The Church's Night Watchman organization took over the Mummy Case.

He thought it had been completely resolved, and he didn't expect it to reappear.

"I heard..." Kaili stopped his actions and said:

"Vampires and Fire Thieves aren't on the same side. The Church's crackdown on hidden Fire Thieves in the city didn't find the Vampires."

"Not on the same side?" Karl was slightly stunned:

"Then back then..."

"That's right. When we were chasing those people, they must have deliberately led them to the Fire Thieves' stronghold."

Judging from the situation at the time, the Fire Thieves were also caught off guard when the Patrol Officers suddenly broke in.

Otherwise, how could a stronghold guarded by an Intermediate Wizard Apprentice only result in the deaths of a few Patrol Officers?

This indicated that the Mummy Case and the Fire Thieves were likely not overlapping, and their forces might even be hostile to each other, which is why they deliberately led people to the other's stronghold.

This wasn't hard to guess.

The Church only reacted now, which could be considered quite slow. It seems there are people causing trouble everywhere.

"Officer Dina is applying to investigate the Mummy Case," Kaili said:

"From the looks of it, she's determined to tackle this case, but I advise you not to get involved."

"Of course," Karl shrugged:

"It has nothing to do with me."

"Speaking of which, what about the house you were looking for me? You haven't mentioned it in so long."

"I'm looking, I'm looking," Kaili replied:

"You want a yard, a quiet place within the city, and the price can't be too expensive."

"It's going to take some time."

Mixing potions and practicing Martial Skills both require a certain amount of space.

The place Karl was currently renting was too small and inconvenient for making too much noise, causing many inconveniences.

Especially since he was buying more and more things to mix potions, and the Divine Domain fragments were gradually running out of space. Finding a new place to live was inevitable.

After a moment of thought, Karl said:

"Regarding the price... I can be a bit more flexible."

"Oh!"

Kaili's eyebrows shot up:

"What, did you get rich recently?"

Buying property was no small matter, and with Karl's salary, it was difficult to achieve in a short period.

"Our family has a Noble lineage, so it's normal to have some old savings," Karl explained casually.

"Put more effort into finding a place."

"I'm envious," Kaili sighed.

"I understand. I'll help you ask around more recently, but what have you been busy with lately?"

"Haven't seen hide nor hair of you all day."

"Something came up," Karl took out his pocket watch and checked the time.

"Quitting time!"

Last night, the Goddess of Ice and Snow bestowed her blessings, covering all of Signo City in white. The number of pedestrians on the roads also decreased significantly.

Badi Goods Store.

Old Nick wiped his hands with a handkerchief and sat down opposite Karl.

"Baron, you're here again."

"Yes."

Karl placed his cane aside and sighed.

"My family's old savings are almost all sold. I'm afraid I won't be able to come anymore."

As he spoke, he took out a long wooden box from his pocket and opened it, revealing an exquisite hairpin inside.

Frequently selling expensive items attracted too much attention.

Just like now.

Old Nick already considered Karl a regular customer, personally handling his orders every time, becoming familiar with him.

In fact, Karl had already used different identities to visit various consignment shops to sell his goods, all to avoid trouble.

"If you're not selling, you can buy," Old Nick chuckled.

"You've exchanged no less than a hundred Gold Coins from our store, Baron. You're a distinguished guest now."

"The goods store is always welcoming."

Karl shook his head.

He had exchanged quite a few Gold Coins, and combined, both openly and secretly, it was far more than a hundred, but the expenses were even greater.

Wizards, they were simply a profession that burned money like crazy.

Especially Alchemy!

A hundred Gold Coins might seem like a lot, but after buying some ingredients and conducting a few experiments, it could be spent almost entirely.

"Karl!"

Just then, a cheerful female voice rang out.

"You're here too."

Karl looked up, his eyes filled with surprise.

The woman before him was dressed flamboyantly, her face heavily made up, making him almost unable to recognize her.

It was his Uncle Gejier's eldest daughter, Karl's cousin, Kinsley.

The last time they met was at Count Recton's manor outside the city.

She had appeared as a gift for the Count's son's coming-of-age ceremony, but because his identity was too awkward at the time, they hadn't acknowledged each other.

Beside Kinsley was an impeccably dressed old man, likely in his forties or fifties.

She linked arms with the older man, acting intimately and looking at Karl with feigned surprise, or rather, at the hairpin in front of Karl.

Her eyes, fixed on the hairpin, practically gleamed:

"What a coincidence."

"It is."

Karl stood up and nodded:

"Cousin, you're out shopping too? And this is...?"

Although the two in front of him appeared very close, Karl wouldn't mistake his cousin's husband.

He'd heard they both played their own games, but he hadn't expected them to be so open about it.

"My friend, Kran," Kinsley said naturally, introducing him. "Kran, this is the cousin I told you about, a noble Baron, Baron Karl."

"Oh!"

The older man, Kran, who had looked indifferent, changed his expression upon hearing Karl was a Baron.

"So it's Baron Karl."

"Karl," Kinsley interjected. "Are you selling something?"

"Yes," Karl nodded. "I'm a bit short on cash lately, so I'm selling some things from home to tide me over for a while."

"Tsk!"

Kinsley shook her head. "If you're having financial difficulties, go to your Uncle. Or you can come to me. Is this hairpin what you're selling?"

Before Karl could reply, she stepped forward, picked up the hairpin from the box, her eyes full of admiration.

"You're selling it anyway, why not sell it to me?"