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After assigning their respective guard duties, the three separated to act independently. Klein followed Agatha alone to tour the massive manor and familiarize himself with the surroundings.

Agatha seemed to be in a good mood because of Klein's presence, introducing some family matters while also explaining things on behalf of her mother.

"Klein, please don't take my mother's words to heart. She is a rather strict person, so she may not seem very friendly at times.

Sometimes she says things that offend or hurt others, so please forgive her."

Klein thought to himself, your mother's attitude isn't just unfriendly, it's arrogant!

Comparing Mrs. Cirilla and Agatha's personalities, Klein felt it was absurd. How could such a soft girl be born from such a grumpy mother? It's unscientific.

However, he certainly wouldn't contradict Agatha at this time. Refuting the employer at the start of a mission would be idiotic, wouldn't it?

"It's alright, Miss Agatha."

Agatha's eyes were gentle, making Klein deeply feel the annoyance of being handsome. Being good-looking is such a chore!

"We're classmates, so there's no need to be so formal. Just call me Agatha! I didn't expect you to join the Jessup Society, Klein. That's amazing.

I've heard that the requirements for joining the Jessup Society are very high. They don't invite just anyone. You're truly outstanding, Klein."

"It's all thanks to a friend's recommendation. I don't have any special skills myself. I usually just provide support for my teammates and slack off."

Klein said with a serious expression, but in the past few months of missions, Eric and Becky had basically completed everything, so he really had been slacking off the whole time.

However, Agatha didn't know how to respond to Klein's words, so she had to change the subject.

"Are you still concocting potions, Klein? I remember you're a very skilled apothecary."

Isn't that obvious? Concocting potions is something that's done all the time! Otherwise, how can I make money to upgrade my equipment?

"Yes, I still concoct potions."

"Do you still have any Vitality Potions and Shadow Power Potions? Sell me some."

Klein frowned. It seemed like she had asked him to buy these two potions last time as well. What's going on? You're a young lady, haven't you bought these two potions in a year?

However, Klein actually had these two potions on him this time. He placed two bottles of Shadow Power Potion and two bottles of Vitality Potion on the table, then said expressionlessly:

"A total of four potions, 190 Thiel, please."

Agatha's hand froze upon hearing Klein's price, and she smiled awkwardly.

Klein looked at her expression and felt speechless. Don't tell me you're trying to freeload? We're not that close.

Agatha really didn't expect Klein to ask her for money so directly, and without any intention of small talk. She said a little embarrassedly.

"I don't have any cash on me. Wait a moment, I'll have the housekeeper, Seth, give it to you. Is that alright?"

After all, she lives in such a big house. She shouldn't be able to weasel out of 190 Thiel, right? Klein nodded.

"Okay."

"Thank you, Klein."

Klein shook his head.

"It's nothing. I should be thanking you for your patronage."

Agatha…

Under the cold atmosphere deliberately created by Klein, the enthusiastic Agatha spoke much less, but even so, she was still very happy, patiently introducing and explaining things to Klein.

Klein was so indifferent because he saw things very clearly. This was just a mission, and he didn't want any beautiful encounters or stories to develop.

It wasn't until evening that a servant of the Protini family interrupted the two's chat.

"Third Miss, Mr. Klein, dinner is ready downstairs."

"Alright, Koki, I'll be down in a moment. Klein, I'm going to the restroom. Wait for me."

Klein nodded.

"Okay!"

Soon, Klein and Agatha walked towards the dining room on the first floor.

Just as they reached the corner, Klein heard Eric's somewhat exaggerated voice.

"Donald, let me tell you, the girls at the Imperial Capital Entertainment Club are really good. Tender, soft, I've been there several times. The service is top-notch, and the prices aren't too expensive.

The main thing is that they give out coupons. Look, I still have a few coupons here."

Donald looked at Eric, his eyes full of longing and envy.

"Is it really that amazing? My mother is too strict with me. I've never been to such a place. Eric, could you take me with you next time you're free?"

"Easy, easy. You pay, I'll provide the coupons. Seven entries and seven exits in one night. If you're not satisfied, we'll switch until you are."

When he first came in, this Donald had an attitude like he was the greatest thing since sliced bread, but in just one afternoon, he seemed to have become Eric's little fanboy?

Such a good-for-nothing young master, how did he get tricked by Eric like this? Eric is teaching rich second-generation how to save fallen women live? That's too awesome.

Klein watched the Protini family's young master being tricked by Eric, feeling silently sorry for him.

Agatha carefully tugged at Klein's clothes and whispered.

"Klein, what is your colleague talking about? Is the Imperial Capital Entertainment Club that kind of place?"

Klein was asked and didn't know how to answer, so he could only laugh dryly.

"My colleague is just joking with Young Master Donald. Don't take it to heart. If it's just protection, this time will be very boring."

Agatha nodded, not knowing if she believed Klein's words.

…

Arriving at the dining table, besides Mrs. Cirilla, the three young masters and misses, there were also a few other people present.

Protini's family head, Zangir's brother, Thorne, and his wife, Jacqueline, and their daughter, Ouli, were also sitting at the table. Their second son was the first member of the Protini family to be killed.

Mrs. Cirilla glanced at Thorne and the others and said.

"Where's Nicol? It's already dinnertime. Why hasn't he arrived yet? Is there no sense of propriety anymore?"

Thorne's wife, Jacqueline, quickly explained.

"Nicol has been very busy with his studies recently. He probably didn't rest well yesterday. Let's eat first. We don't need to wait for him."

"Hmph, how could a waste like Nicol be busy with his studies? I don't even know if he can get into the Imperial Academy. A waste is a waste. Eat."

Although Mrs. Cirilla's face was very pale, her tone and words were really not gentle at all.

Jacqueline lowered her head. Although her face was ugly, she didn't dare to refute Mrs. Cirilla at all.

Hearing these words, Klein, Becky, and Eric exchanged glances. She really was an extraordinarily strict, even rigid, and very terrible woman.

The dishes of a large family were not very luxurious, but they were very exquisite. After Eric got his food, he started eating directly. Only after taking two bites did he realize that something was wrong. Except for him, it seemed that no one else had touched their chopsticks.

Mrs. Cirilla glanced at Eric faintly.

"Doesn't understand etiquette."

After she finished speaking, she picked up her knife and fork and slowly began to eat the food on the table. The corners of Eric's mouth moved, but he didn't say anything in the end.

Seeing Mrs. Cirilla move her knife and fork, the other members of the Protini family dared to act, and they all ate cautiously.

Klein was a little speechless. How powerful was this Mrs. Cirilla to suppress her entire family like this?

After this little episode ended, the servants began to serve everyone's meals. Besides the large portions of soup and fruit platters, the other dishes were one serving per person.

Klein was eating something that tasted very good. The food of a wealthy family was really different.

Just as everyone was halfway through their meal, Ouli suddenly discovered a very small black letter under her plate. She picked up the letter somewhat blankly. The others also noticed something was wrong and stopped.

The envelope of this letter was exactly the same as the previous two, all of which were threatening letters to the Protini family.

Several members of the Protini family looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a moment. Mrs. Cirilla shouted directly at this time.

"Guards!"

After a few seconds, a team of security department soldiers rushed in fully armed. The leader of the security guard team, squad leader Jasper, asked Cirilla.

"Mrs. Cirilla, what's going on?"

Mrs. Cirilla didn't speak, but just pointed to the letter in Ouli's hand.

"Open it and see."

Jasper naturally knew about the previous events, and he had also seen this kind of envelope before. His expression also began to become serious.

Slowly opening the envelope, Jasper took out the letter inside. There were only a few short sentences inside.

【Revenge has already begun! Please taste Mr. Nicol's decapitated soup first! 】

Looking at the content on the letter, Jasper swallowed inexplicably and slowly shifted his gaze to the soup pot covered with an iron lid on the table.

Becky walked over, took the letter from Jasper's hand, glanced at it, and said directly.

"The letter says that revenge has already begun, Mr. Nicol has been killed, and his head is in the soup."

Becky's straightforward words made everyone's pupils shrink. Klein had already silently stood next to Agatha, and his hand was already on the hilt of his sword.

Being indifferent is being indifferent, but Klein still had the professional qualities he should have.

After Klein and the other two protected their respective targets, squad leader Jasper of the security force slowly lifted the lid of the soup pot.

"Ah!"

Although they had some mental preparation, when people saw a head covered in blood placed on the table, screams still rang out.