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After hearing this, Klein froze slightly, then nodded.
"My name is Richard Ernst." The tall young man smiled. "This really is an unforgettable first meeting."
That name? The founder of the Ernst Foundation? The foundation has a history of around two hundred years, and supposedly it was originally established in Intis too. That would explain how Ms. D could contact him. If its founder was a Saint or an Angel, it wouldn't be strange for him to still be alive.
"Hello." Klein simply kept Gehrman Sparrow's appearance and persona. "Call me whatever you like."
Ms. D seems to have called in someone extraordinary. The founder of a charitable foundation is actually a powerhouse from the Rose School... He seems very restrained? The Temperance Faction? There seems to have been much less news about the Rose School in the Southern Continent ever since Suah inexplicably went mad... Klein felt his worldview shaken. He reached up and pinched both cheeks, then turned to look at the Amon avatar mummy and the monocle mummy lying stiffly on the ground, trying his best not to gloat too much.
Then Klein tried once again to control his "Winner" marionette. The parasitized marionette hunched over and coughed violently. Before long, it coughed up a transparent little worm with twelve segments.
"Demigod-level materials. Not bad."
Richard Ernst examined the mummies with the look of someone eyeing pork waiting to be sliced on a market chopping board. A few seconds later, he turned toward Gehrman Sparrow, who still wore the adventurer's cold expression, and his smile broadened again.
"Would you be willing to donate some of these Worm of Time avatars to me?"
Since Mr. X was also a Beyonder and was involved with Amon's avatars, Richard simply gave the name of these bizarre worms.
"...Donate?" Klein