“Dear Mr. Azke:”

"I haven't seen you for many days, I don't know if you are safe now."

"I have already had some clues about the person who blasphemed your child's body, and since he has a high sequence of seals of audience pathways, I cannot write his name in the letter."

"I've died in his sneak attack a few days ago. Although I don't know why I've been resurrected again, I should have been out of his script now, which may make it easier for me to investigate him."

"With some intelligence, I'm sure he has arrived in Beckland, but he doesn't seem to have taken any further action."

"In addition, I also received another news that the pirate general named Zillingers has also recently arrived in Beckland, who has a magical object called Crazy Hungry, and can gain a variety of extraordinary abilities by grazing the soul."

"According to the information I have been exposed to, the ability of this item should belong to a sequence called the Shepherd."

"I don't know if Zillingers and the mastermind behind him appeared at Beckland at the same time, but according to intelligence, Zillingers' goal is a very important item, which seems to be enough to grow Zillingers from the level of Sequence Six to a high-sequence power."

"In addition, I also want to ask you some knowledge about the 'sacrificial ritual'..."

...

After writing this letter that should have been sent long ago, Klein sighed slightly, checked the content of the letter again, and confirmed that he had not accidentally mentioned 0-08 or Ince Zangwell, before carefully folding the letter paper and putting it into the envelope.

However, just before he blew the copper whistle, he was a little shaken again. He put the copper whistle back into his pocket and walked four steps back to the gray fog. Without the interference, he showed the citrine spirit swing that had been burned by the Yangyan talisman, and slowly recited the divination sentence silently-

"I should send a letter to Mr. Azke at this time, I should...

After silence for seven times, he opened his eyes and looked at the citrine pendant that was turning clockwise, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Back to reality, Klein blew the silent copper whistle, and as the surroundings became cold, in his spiritual vision, white bones with hazy luster poured out like fountains, and then quickly gathered into an illusory and huge monster.

Its body is strong and hideous, as if its eyes flashing with flames seem to reveal the intention of waiting.

Klein's mouth twitched slightly, threw the envelope up, and the huge white bone palm swung slightly, and he held the unsigned letter firmly in his hand.

Klein blew the silent copper whistle again, and the monster instantly disintegrated, turning into white bones and disappearing without a trace.

After doing all this, Klein lifted the wall of spirituality and put the copper whistle in his arms again, breathing a sigh of relief:

"Compared with Mr. Azke's messenger, Mr. Snow's messenger is much cute!"

...

"Have...you're in a daze again. What did you do this morning?" Fors, who was leaning against the sofa, looked at his cohabitation partner who was distracted again, and couldn't help but ask.

"It's nothing, I'm just thinking about where Zillingus went." Xiu hurriedly threw the blame to Zillingus, but unfortunately, this girl wouldn't lie.

"Really?" Although Fors is lazy, it does not mean that she lacks observation. In other words, her ability to write wonderful reasoning plots in the novel is enough to prove her excellent insight.

"Of course it's true, otherwise what else can it be for?" Hugh said very affirmatively, then flipped through the newspaper in front of him, as if he was looking for Zillingers.

Looking at her look of her desire to cover up, Forsy felt more and more that she didn't hide anything from her, but she knew very well that she was the most strict with her friend. If she didn't want to say anything, she wouldn't be able to ask her no matter how hard she asked.

But at this moment, the whole room suddenly became cold, and Xiu and Forsi almost subconsciously made a warning gesture. Forsi was even ready to trigger a "stone" again.

But the next moment, the coldness completely dissipated, and replaced by a letter.

"What happened just now?" There was still a look of shock on Forth's face. As an almost wild and extraordinary person, she had never seen such a high-end thing as a messenger.

Even when the cold feeling appeared, she didn't have time to turn on her spiritual vision.

Of course, even if it is turned on, it doesn't make sense, because in a state where Duoduo doesn't want to stop, extraordinary people below the demigod can never catch its traces.

"It should be... a messenger?" Xiu looked at the suddenly appeared in his hand, his expression slightly strange. Although he did not mark the name of the sender, she instinctively realized that this should be the task assigned to her by Mr. Snow.

"Messenger? What is that? Is the postman?" Fors looked at the envelope in Xiu's hand, a little curious, but wisely did not ask. No matter when the letter was, the letter was private.

She did not intend to ask if Hugh did not take the initiative to share with her.

"It is to deliver letters through contracted spiritual creatures, well, it's a bit like the witch's devil in the story." Xiu looked at the envelope in his hand, not knowing whether it should be opened here, but Forsy deliberately yawned:

"That sounds really convenient... Well, I'm a little sleepy, so I went to bed first."

"Okay, I'll go later." Xiu nodded, feeling warm to Fors' consideration, and at the same time he also felt more and more troubled with the "curse" from the high-ranking existence on her body.

"There must be another way!" Xiu took a deep breath, tore open the envelope in his hand, and indeed saw the elegant handwriting similar to that on the business card-

“Dear Miss Hug:

I'll give you the first commission now:

Please arrive at the Beckland factory area at 7 a.m. tomorrow to protect Mr. Ravis, the leader of the strike movement, and provide assistance to the strike movement as an arbitrator.

Considering that the task cycle is long, it can be regarded as a "sequence eight" level commission, please carefully consider whether to accept it.

Note: Please do not be corrupted by the money offensive of rich people.

【Crown】Prespect.”

...

"I won't be corroded!" Xiu murmured dissatisfiedly, folded the letter paper and put it in his pocket, and then found a room to prepare to reply.

Considering that she had "10,000" debt, it was obviously very profitable to be able to pay back ten times at a time, and the content of this task was also a relatively acceptable type for her, which also made her feel a little relaxed.

At least helping the poor strike is better than collecting debts for the gang.
Chapter completed!