Black Thorn Security Company.
Klein patted his clothes, scattering a little of the Starlight clinging to him, but he could not get it completely clean for the moment.
Helpless, he could only walk straight out of the washroom first, using the Clown's abilities to adjust his expression and make himself look unflustered.
When he arrived at the reception hall, he saw Leonard sitting stiffly on the sofa, chatting with a lady beside him.
As Klein passed not far from them, he heard words like "Lanevus" and "niece."
Leonard's back was already soaked with sweat. He forced a smile as he sat on the sofa, making awkward small talk with her.
She was a woman in her thirties wearing a blue high-collared dress.
Her face was gaunt, her body thin and shriveled, and her skin pale. On her head was a black velvet Intis hat shaped like a helmet and covered in feathers.
Although her clothes did not look cheap, her whole body resembled a living mummy.
At first glance, Klein had not even recognized her. But soon, he found the corresponding person in his memories again. He remembered that this lady was named Christina.
This woman had once come to him for a divination. She had even suggested forcibly cutting open her abdomen and digging out an unformed fetus to use in a divination to recover her money.
Klein still remembered her rather clearly, mainly because she had run into Morien at the Divination Club last time, and there had been a slight unpleasantness between them.
She had nearly been sunk into the Tussock River by Morien and turned into a mermaid.
Now, seeing how gaunt and pale she looked, Klein could not help wondering whether Morien had done something else to her afterward.
But that really was not the