Mystery: The Stars Returner

A week later, Klein finally established a firm foothold in Backlund.

Through someone else's introduction, he came to the "Metropolitan Domestic Help Servant Association" in Qiao Wood District, where he hired a male housekeeper to be responsible for daily life and a female housekeeper to be responsible for financial management.

After having these two housekeepers, he soon rented a large house in an area not far from St. Samuel's Church.

The house at No. 160 Burklund Street has a clean lawn, a small garden, the house is decently furnished and adequately furnished, and there are numerous bathrooms on each floor.

The annual rent is about more than 300 pounds. Although this is a bit different from the 160 pounds he originally expected, in order to maintain his wealthy persona, he still paid this extra money.

But what he didn't expect was that renting this house was just the beginning. With the advice of the housekeeper, he successively hired a valet, two first-class maids in charge of the bedrooms, and two more in charge of the living room. Second-class maid in the living room, two valets responsible for receiving guests, store maid, kitchen maid, washing maid, menial maid...

In addition to these, he also needs cooks, gardeners, coachmen, home nurses, small laborers...

Then you need to own two carriages, one ordinary for daily travel, and one luxurious to prop up the appearance when attending banquets.

Regarding these expenses, Klein always maintained a decent smile, and then watched sadly as the gold pounds in his pocket became less and less...

Only now did he truly understand how big the gap existed between his life and that of nobles like Miss Audrey and Mr. Hastur.

This is a clear threshold that is enough to keep people with insufficient financial resources out of the door.

Even if its door is always open, it is difficult for ordinary people to cross the threshold and enter the world inside the door.

As Klein gradually became numb to spending money, his wealthy life gradually got on the right track.

The first thing he did was to sell all his bicycle shares using his original identity.

There's no way, I'm too short of money.

In a complex and dangerous metropolis like Backlund, he still had to leave some money behind before he could ask the messenger lady for help in the future.

Moreover, if he wanted to sneak into St. Samuel's Church, he could not do without spending money.

In order to attract the attention of the bishops of St. Samuel's Church, he would put a considerable amount of gold pounds into the donation box every time he went to attend prayers.

This is only the first step. If he wants to enter the aristocratic class, he also needs to actively participate in activities such as charity galas to show his generous and wealthy side.

Klein, who finally had a little leisurely afternoon, lay on his big bed, wanting to just rest for the day.

But soon, there was a knock on the door.

Klein could only rub his brows and let the butler outside the door come in to discuss the matter.

"Sir, I will print some of your business cards and send them to the neighbors together with small gifts."

"They will observe you for a few days to confirm your situation. If they are willing to accept you, they will choose to return the gift and invite you to their home."

Klein understood that this was going to cost money again.

The people living nearby are generally from the middle class and upwards, and most of them are rich people and minor aristocrats.

In order to show your sincerity that you just came here, the gifts you give must not be too cheap.

"It's up to you. I believe in your professional ability." Klein smiled and left everything to this capable butler. He only needed to silently act as a cash machine in the back.

"You will also need to hire a tutor who specializes in dancing so that you can better integrate into Backlund's party."

Klein always responded with a smile. After sending the housekeeper away, he rested in the room for a while, closed the door, and went out with a new identity. He also needed to buy some ice cream to coax Will.

……

In St. Samuel's Church, Leonard, who had been promoted to the captain of a red glove team, did not follow the church personnel from the previous period to the battlefield between the Feysac Empire and the Loen Kingdom.

Instead, he stayed in Backlund and was responsible for dealing with some things that ordinary Nighthawks could not solve.

At present, there is only one thorny question submitted from the nighthawks: how to deal with the increasing phenomenon of yellow clothes in the middle of the night?

On the night watcher side, the behavior of members of the Yellow Monks walking through the streets late at night to perform starry sky salutes is generally referred to as the Yellow Clams phenomenon.

At present, this phenomenon of yellow clothes is gradually increasing. Basically every three or four days, one will appear on the streets of Backlund late at night.

They usually just wear yellow clothes and walk through the streets late at night, chanting a classic poem called "Children of the Stars".

Except for the beggars and drinkers who wander the streets late at night and occasionally encounter them, other ordinary residents are not even aware of their existence.

During the day, they naturally returned to ordinary life. Until late at night, they spontaneously put on yellow clothes and gathered into a team from scratch.

As long as no one messes with them, they will disperse spontaneously at dawn, like ghosts walking in the night.

But if someone accidentally bumps into them or treats them badly, then the problem is a bit serious.

Judging from recent cases, those who blaspheme the beliefs of the yellow monks will not die immediately, but will have extremely bad luck. At the least, they will lose all their property, and at worst, they will choke to death on drinking water and walk. Falling to death, swimming and drowning...

It's not like the church didn't think about stopping it, but the people sent to stop it would either be assimilated into the yellow monks, or they would end up with the same fate as those who collided.

In order to prevent the situation from spreading, the Nighthawks chose another way to deal with it, which was to follow the team of yellow-robed monks in praise late at night and disperse those who might approach nearby.

In this way, each other is at peace with each other.

However, with the recent increase in the phenomenon of yellow clothes, and after the Fusac Empire deployed personnel to the battlefield, the Nighthawks were a little unable to complete this task.

Leonard quietly read through all the information about the phenomenon of yellow clothes without any curiosity in his heart.

He clearly remembered that before, the Yellow Monk organization was still very mysterious and used to hide in the dark.

But now, why are there so many members of the yellow monks showing up?

And spontaneously walk through the streets in yellow clothes late at night?

"Captain, take a look at this information from the harbor."

"Well, you can continue your work first."

Leonard took the document and put it on the table first. After taking a sip of refreshing espresso, he rested for a while, then picked up the document, leaned back on the chair, and started reading slowly.

The content recorded above is the self-report of three witnesses, or the lucky man.

They said they encountered a mysterious being dressed in yellow on the street late at night.

The first lucky person said that he was very nervous and scared at first. He wanted to run away but could not stay away. He could only be attracted step by step to the figure in yellow.

After a brief exchange, when he tried to put forward his wish, his wish was indeed fulfilled!

His daughter, who had been missing for eight years without any news, finally returned to him.

The description of the second lucky man is also very similar. It is also the story of the figure in yellow fulfilling his wish.

The third survivor mentioned that he saw one of his friends being greedy and wanted the figure in yellow to satisfy his desire for inexhaustible wealth.

But in the end, he himself was turned into a gold coin, which was collected in the palm of the hand by the figure in yellow, and then thrown into the bowl of a beggar on the roadside.

From then on, his friend disappeared from the world and never appeared again.

As for the gold coin, the local night watcher successfully exchanged it from the beggar, but no matter how he checked, it was just an ordinary gold coin.

At the end of this information, it was also mentioned that since similar incidents occurred, people wearing yellow clothes have appeared on the streets late at night from time to time.

Leonard read the information, pondered for a while, and already had a general idea in his mind.

He wondered whether the mysterious figure in yellow who could fulfill other people's wishes could be the incarnation of the King in Yellow who was followed by the monks in yellow.

The monks in yellow walk the streets late at night just to encounter the King in Yellow whom they believe in?

Or do they want to express their devotion to this belief in this way?

Leonard thought seriously, took out a pen and paper, wrote and drew, summarizing his thoughts.

At night, Leonard returned to his room, took a shower and lay on the bed, and subconsciously asked the old man his opinion on this matter.

"No idea."

"Old man, aren't you usually very good at long speeches? Why are you suddenly unable to do so today?" Leonard said teasingly.

"The unknown is the most terrifying thing. Do you really know the details of the King in Yellow?"

Before Leonard could answer, another sarcastic voice came from his heart: "Do you really want to understand?"

In no mood!

Cherish life and stay away from the unknown.

Leonard's answer naturally emerged in his mind.

"But I can't just let it go forever, can I?"

"Won't you report something that you can't handle?"

As if he disliked him for being too stupid, the old man fell completely silent after saying this.

"..."

Leonard was speechless, but he also felt that this was the best way to handle it at the moment.