That Was Just a Dream
Klein rolled his eyes and ignored Mr. Hanged Man, feeling that he should kick Lynch off the Sefirah Castle.
This guy is so popular with girls. First it was Rozanne, then Megose, then Melissa liked him too, and now even Miss Justice has taken a liking to Lynch.
This information was specifically given to Lynch, who didn't care at all about the four hundred and fifty pounds he had paid.
However, Lynch probably already knows.
Klein glanced at Lynch and noticed that he didn't react much to what Mr. Sun had said.
Why didn't he refuse to listen?
Klein pondered his thoughts, and soon he thought he had figured out the reason.
Lynch was listening here because he was afraid that Little Sun would talk nonsense, to prevent Little Sun from misleading Miss Justice.
Klein wasn't the only one who guessed this; Miss Justice thought so too. After listening to Mr. Sun's story, she even thanked Lynch.
Thank you, thank you for everything you've done!
She said loudly.
The Hanged Man, whose hearing had returned, was stunned. He quickly asked, "Did Mr. Power reveal more information?"
Most of the knowledge that Mr. Power shared was given to them without asking for money. He asked this question because he hoped that Mr. Power could also share some knowledge with him.
However, he soon found out that Lynch hadn't said anything; he had simply listened to the information from Miss Justice and received her thanks in return.
Mr. Hanged Man opened his mouth, wanting to say that Lynch had gotten the better deal, but before he could speak, Miss Justice said very seriously, "Mr. Power was just worried about me. If it weren't for me, he wouldn't have wasted his time listening to that."
Mr. Hanged Man:?
Mr. Power doesn't want to listen, we can let him listen!
He had nothing to do here and wanted to hear about the relationship Spectator Pathway and the Dragon, but Miss Justice preferred to have Mr. Fool block him out rather than let him listen.
"Next time----"
Mr. Hanged Man was just about to say that he could sacrifice his time to listen to these next time, but before he could finish speaking, Mr. Fool announced that today's Tarot Club over.
Before he could say anything, he was kicked off the Sefirah Castle.
"Women are often irrational when it comes to men, but how can she be sure that Mr. Power is more handsome than me?"
After leaving the Sefirah Castle, Mr. Hanged Man looked at himself in the mirror and revealed a powerful smile.
He began to hope that he could meet Miss Justice in person; perhaps if Miss Justice saw his face, she would agree to let him listen in as well?
At this moment.
Empress Borough.
Even after leaving the Sefirah Castle, Audrey still had a touch of emotion on her face.
Mr. Power clearly knew everything, but for her sake, he listened to it again.
He is truly a very kind-hearted gentleman.
Audrey exclaimed in admiration.
Just as I was about to open my room door, I heard a knock on the door.
It was her personal maid, Annie.
"Miss, your telegram is from the Southern Continent. There's also a letter, which seems to be a reply to your previous request to find someone for you."
Audrey immediately sat up straight.
She first opened the telegram and saw that her brother said he had found the Seven-Colored Lizard Dragon, and decided to give the Seven-Colored Lizard Dragon to Susie.
Then she quickly opened the letter.
This is the list and portrait of the new Nighthawks she inquired about last time in Backlund; she paid a thousand pounds for it!
The letter looked very thick, and Audrey thought it contained a lot of names, but when she opened it, she found three portraits and a short message.
She read the letter first.
The note read, "Dear Madam, we have located three Nighthawks members recently transferred to Tingen from other locations who match your description."
They had all lost a teammate in a short period of time, and their purpose in coming to Backlund was revenge.
We are providing you with their portraits in the hopes of receiving your approval.
We look forward to your next visit.
The letter ended there. Audrey hurriedly unfolded the folded portraits inside the letter, then put away two of the three portraits, leaving only one on the table.
If Lynch or someone familiar with Lynch were here, they would easily recognize that the portrait of Lynch was placed on Audrey's table.
"Wow, Mr. Power is indeed so handsome. Perhaps I should find an excuse to visit his workplace? The Church of the Goddess should give Dad the honor; they even gave me information about Mr. Power!"
Audrey said cheerfully.
Although the person she found was very capable, he was clearly just an outer member of the Nighthawks. The fact that he could give her these things meant that the Goddess was obviously willing to tell her.
Getting her to meet him wouldn't be too difficult.
The real challenge is figuring out how to convince her parents to let her meet a gentleman.
That's too difficult. Her parents would definitely not agree. They might even tell her a whole series of things about how a noble lady can't marry an ordinary office worker.
That would definitely give her a splitting headache from all the nagging!
The day after Miss Justice was worrying about how to convince her parents, a guest who surprised Lynch arrived at the security company.
It's Klein.
--
Lynch stared blankly at Klein as he arrived, wondering where this guy got the audacity to come directly to the Nighthawks team at this time. Wasn't he afraid of being recognized and getting himself killed?
However, he quickly realized that Klein was in disguise.
He didn't know who taught him this disguise, but in such a short time, he was able to make Klein's face look completely different from before.
If he hadn't seen him before, he wouldn't have been able to confirm that this was Klein himself.
"Hello, are you here to make a request?"
Lynch pretended not to know them and walked over to ask.
He had only met Moriarty once, and that was in a dream, so he certainly couldn't act too familiar with him.
However, Klein acted as if he knew him very well.
"I know you. You came into my dream. I even saw two pennies when I woke up the next morning. Did you put them there? You scared me to death in my dream, and you only gave me two pennies? That's outrageous!"
Klein shouted loudly as soon as he saw him.
Lynch chuckled awkwardly, then immediately looked at Klein and said, "That was just a dream—"
"At first I thought it was a dream, but after seeing you, I knew it wasn't. In my dream, your face was so familiar!"
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Klein's expression remained indignant, while Lynch blinked, deciding to deny it to the death.
"Don't mistake dreams for reality. Alright, sir, I don't think you came here just to argue with me about a dream!"
Lynch changed the subject.
He didn't believe Mr. Fool had come here to talk about dreams. Klein must have gone through a lot of trouble to find this place; he might have encountered something big!