Mystery: The High-Dimensional Overlooker

Chapter 317 Cafe (Second update, please vote for me~)

"Miss Xio, you can go to the previously agreed place to meet other members of our Tarot Society. I can't get away for the time being. If I have time later, I will contact you separately."

Klein said gently to Xio in front of him. Xio nodded and left the villa low-key from the stables at the back without much hesitation.

Watching Xio leave, Klein shook his head and stretched.

He pressed his hand on the table and tried his best to interpret the physical condition of Dwayne Dantès, a middle-aged wealthy man who looked to be in his thirties but was actually in his forties.

After a brief pause, he held the cane placed beside him and walked outside.

Klein walked out of his room. He hid his stiff expression very well and watched the three butlers sitting in the hall discussing his travel issues.

The housing prices in this area are very expensive, but Klein still paid one year's rent at a time.

Similarly, for the two butlers Asnia and Walter, Klein also directly and generously paid their entire annual salary.

The two housekeepers also selected a housekeeper for him. Since Dwayne Dantès, played by Klein, does not have a family, there is no need for a personal maid.

However, a housekeeper is necessary, which symbolizes the respectability of a Loen upper class person.

You Loen people... Every time he thinks of this, the corners of Klein's mouth can't help but twitch slightly, and he calculates the money he needs to spend in his heart.

The combined annual salary of the three housekeepers is nearly 300 pounds, and the annual rent in this garden villa close to the "New Queens" is also close to 400 pounds.

As for the servants, Klein has begun to regret why he said that he hoped to have a manor here when recruiting these two people. His three good butlers hired him nearly twenty servants and chefs. In total, The annual salary is close to 800 pounds.

Not counting the expenses of providing food, clothing, and various daily necessities, Klein had already spent 1500 pounds.In total, the fee is close to 30 pounds per week, which costs Klein a lot of money without any income.

Not to mention that Klein seems to have plenty of funds now, with more than 20,000 gold pounds left, but compared with other nobles in Backlund, he is obviously far behind.

Although Miss Justice's family's financial resources are considered to be at the top among all the earl families, the fact that they spend 13000 pounds every year to renovate a castle that is only lived in a few times a year has left Klein stunned and almost at the time. Gaffe.

Klein felt that the nobles of Loen seemed willing to sacrifice anything for the sake of dignity. Klein himself is actually an Easterner, and he doesn't have much special affection for the customs of the Loen people.

Every time he thinks about this kind of extravagant and wasteful behavior, Klein can't help but feel a little distorted in his mentality.

If he then thinks about the fact that most of the money of these nobles was exploited from Backlund and other civilians in the Loen Empire, and from those in the Southern Continent, Klein felt something in his heart Even more uncomfortable.

Haha, I'd better reduce some of my personal expenses as much as possible. I don't care if I look for any reason later and eat whatever I want at home... Otherwise, I will use the money to extravagantly waste it. I always feel that I have no conscience. disturbed.

Klein was thinking silently in his heart, but he heard his butler calling him softly.

Alas, although I don’t know how much it will cost to travel, the price is definitely not low... Klein used almost all the expression management skills accumulated during his "Joker" period to restrain himself from turning his head with a smile, while listening to a few words. The people discussed the plan and nodded slowly.

Klein felt his heart bleed, feeling that he might have something in common with Mr. Z, who was working hard in Backlund.

……

"Teacher, are you here too?" Forsi raised the coffee cup in his hand and took a sip of the coffee with milk in it. Then he placed the quilt in its original position and asked a little question to the high-dimensional overlooker who was sitting calmly in front of him.

The High Dimensional Overlooker put on an ordinary formal suit of the Loen Empire today, and he didn't look so... eye-catching.

He gently moved his left hand with his elbow resting on the table: "After all, I am quite interested in the rare offline Tarot Club gathering."

The High-Dimensional Overlooker did not lie to Fors. He was indeed very interested in the Tarot Society's offline gatherings.

During this meeting, he could see the reunion of good friends Xio and Forsi, and see Miss Audrey who had transformed into "Bishop Rose"; he could also see the arrogant vampire Emlyn who came from other places. ·White.

And I wonder if the respected Mr. "Fool" will come and use his secret puppet to peek... Ah, I really look forward to seeing Emlyn and the Mother Goddess meet again...

Gao Wei looked down and thought, taking a sip of tea comfortably:

"Compared to you, my status in the Tarot Club is a little special. The gods behind me are cooperating with Mr. Fool, and I am destined not to truly integrate into the Tarot Club - after all, I have another Belief."

No, teacher, I was wondering, didn't you tell me at that time that you were already the true god of the "hermit" path? I’m afraid there aren’t many gods and believers who are the same spirit, right?

Forsi suddenly remembered the information that the High-Dimensional Overlooker had told him before. If it hadn't been for him suddenly mentioning this, Forsi wouldn't have been able to remember that the High-Dimensional Overlooker turned out to be the true god.

Recalling his experiences in the Southern Continent, Forsi felt that this teacher usually behaved without the majesty of a god at all, just like an ordinary person.

How can there be a god who watches a glowing screen in a house every day, drinks tea and eats cakes?

I also like to drink a mysterious black-brown potion with bubbles...

Could it be that you don’t want to talk nonsense outside? Also, even the protagonist in a passionate novel would not talk nonsense about his identity as a god outside... Forsi opened his mouth, and finally gave in and said:

"ok, I get it."

The teacher must have a serious illness in doing this, ah no, there must be a reason for it.

Forsi picked up the small knife and fork in front of him and carefully cut a piece of cake from the table in front of him. This plate looked very expensive, and she couldn't afford to pay for it if it got damaged.

She put the cake into her mouth and felt the wonderful touch of the cream melting in her mouth before Forsi raised her head and continued to ask her teacher.

"So, what does Mr. World want to do when he comes to Backlund this time?"

"This time, well, I think it's a little unusual. Compared with previous tasks, Mr. Fool actually needs so many Tarot Club members to cooperate this time."

Forsi considered his words and tried to find out some information.

<divclass="contentadv">"Just investigating George III."

Gao Wei looked down and said casually. Beside him, invisible curtains fell from the sky, separating the surroundings from the booth where he was.

"Teacher, did you just say that there was no 'spiritual wall' during the Tarot Club?"

Forsi stiffened for a moment and spoke subconsciously.The high-dimensional overlooker looked at Forsi with the eyes of a fool.

"In such an open position, you set up a spiritual wall for me to see? You are waving a knife around here, don't you want others to know what mystical methods you used?"

"Or do you want to be treated as a lunatic and sent to a mental hospital?"

"Ah, this..." Forsi smiled and lowered her head slightly. Her disheveled hair, her beige clothes and brown shawl, made her look like an ostrich.

"But you don't have to worry about confidentiality. Only when I want others to know, he is qualified to hear the voice of a true god."

"I opened my mouth just now just to prevent you from noticing the abnormality of 'I actually didn't open my mouth.' What you heard was the information I presented directly in your mind."

Gao Wei looked down at the corners of his mouth and said leisurely:

"But speaking of which, we have been eating cake here for a long time, and it seems that it is almost too late for the afternoon party."

"Huh? Uh... no, it doesn't actually matter. I can just open the 'Traveler's Door' and we can just go there."

Forsi panicked for a moment, looked at the time, and then suddenly calmed down again. She nodded and once again cut a piece of cake with the small knife and fork in her hand.

"...Indeed." Gao Wei Overlooker said in a calm tone:

"But this cake is high in fat."

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"Eating too much will make you fat."

"!"

Foer's motivation to be promoted to become an angel suddenly became strong. She lowered her head and looked at her belly that was covered by her long skirt, and was speechless.

There are excellent results from the fat accumulation over the past few days.

"...But teacher, you also enjoyed your meal very much. Besides, there is no way to make the lady happy like this."

It took Forsi a long time to hold back these words. The high-dimensional observer immediately became happy and put down the knife and fork in his hand.

What was placed in front of the high-dimensional overlooker was not a cake, but a Yorkshire pudding. At this time, this food that looks like fried dough sticks is filled with beef, and there is fat visible to the naked eye.

"Dear Ms. Fors, 'loyal words are harsh to the ears'." Gao Wei looked down and said:

"Besides, there can't be a true god who has gained weight, right?"

Forsi's upper and lower molars mechanically collided twice and decided to change the topic.

……

While feeding the white pigeons in the square, Klein used his ability to control the spiritual threads on their bodies.

"To deal with such weak spiritual creatures, I can complete the initial control of the spiritual threads in one second, and transform them into puppets in less than five seconds."

Klein muttered to himself, and soon he transformed all the more than 60 white pigeons around him into marionettes, although this number exceeded the largest marionette that the newly promoted "Cunning Mage" could control. Quantity, but Klein still feels that his burden is far from reaching the limit.

He touched his chin and kept feeding the pigeons.

"Perhaps, after digesting a large part of the 'Cunning Mage' potion, the number I can control will gradually increase. But it's almost here. After controlling so many white pigeons, there is a way to control them. The marionette changes places."

"Moreover, pigeons can fly, which for me can play a greater role in battle. And how can I put it, white pigeons always give me some romance of a 'wandering magician'?"

"Well, the ability of the 'Cunning Mage' is very suitable for committing crimes. Just let this white pigeon fly into that person's room, and then just change the position to create a perfect crime scene..."

Klein felt that he couldn't help but have some random thoughts. He shook his head and a smile appeared on his face.

"No, no, no, it doesn't feel right, right? 'Stealer', 'Apprentice', and 'Soothsayer', why do these paths feel like slipping through doors and picking locks to trick people into being proficient in them all?"

"Well, when I put it this way, it feels like the strength of this path has been lost, and it feels like it has evolved into something very strange."

"Ah... Speaking of which, Miss Justice and their party are about to start, right? Should I send a marionette over to see what they are doing?"

"One hundred and fifty meters away, well, it's embarrassing to not be able to find the place they agreed on, but at least they don't know about it; but if I am discovered, then their impression of Mr. World will become 'Peeping Tom'..."

"The gain is not worth the loss, the gain is not worth the loss..."

While Klein was thinking wildly, Forsi gently knocked on the door and walked into an inconspicuous house near the third floor in the business district.

The high-dimensional overlooker also followed the secret code agreed upon in the tarot meeting before and followed Forsi inside.

Behind them, a door of light slowly dissipated in the alley.

By the way... can feeding a horse witch's potion turn it into a "*horse lady"?

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