Chapter 164 When Klein Arrives in Backlund
"Klein, look, this is the steam train to Backlund. The discovery of steam is definitely the greatest invention of this era!"
Leonard enthusiastically began to act as a tour guide and introduced Klein, from the invention of steam to the discovery of steam trains, to the laying of tracks and the use of them for civilian purposes.
Klein kept a polite smile, but in his heart he was thinking, if Leonard knew that there would be an electric age in the future, how would he react?
When he saw the cars driving on the street, he would definitely exclaim that this iron beetle with four wheels could actually travel so fast.
When he saw the plane in the sky, he would definitely be completely stunned. When did humans conquer the sky?
When he got a smartphone, the look on his face must have been even more exciting.
Thinking about it, Klein's mouth corners slightly raised. Why didn't he know how to enjoy it more before?
After waiting for about half an hour, the two of them successfully got on the steam train to Backlund. With a whistle echoing in every corner of the platform, the huge steam train head like a monster dragged more than 20 carriages and began to head to Backlund, the city of hope.
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When the whistle sounded again, the steam train arrived at Backlund with its heavy body.
Klein, who was wearing a tuxedo and a half-high silk hat, and Leonard, who was very active beside him, followed the crowd out of the train door and came to the outside of the platform.
Leonard stared at the gray sky for a long time, and finally complained: "Klein, Backlund's sky is even worse than what is described in the newspaper. When I think about living in such a place in the future, my originally happy mood has been poured with a bucket of cold water."
"In addition to the gray sky, the air quality here has always been very poor. Except for the advanced technology and the population, everything here cannot be compared with Tingen."
"Alas, in such a gray world, pastoral poetry has been far away from me, getting farther and farther away. If one day I can no longer write moving poems, it must be Backlund's fault."
"Hey, this sentence just now is quite poetic. I must write it down. Maybe I can use it when I write new poems in the future."
With Leonard as a mouthpiece for nagging, Klein, who originally wanted to complain a few words, chose to keep silent and took out his pocket watch to check the time.
It was 4:30 in the afternoon, but it was already very late now. Gas lamps were lit everywhere, and the dim light dispelled the gloom and dimness here.
He suddenly remembered a joke in the Tussock Newspaper: "A gentleman who had just arrived in Backlund got lost in the thick fog and had to ask a gentleman who passed by him, who was all wet, how to get to the Tussock River. The gentleman replied very kindly: Go straight, don't stop, I just swam up from there."
Every time he saw a newspaper about Backlund, the group of reporters and editors spared no effort to ridicule the air pollution here. Now it seems that they have taken care of the face of the powerful.
"Let's go, we need to report to St. Samuel's Church."
"Klein, why don't you choose to join the Red Gloves with me?"
"I prefer to be a night watcher."
"Okay, I hope we can see each other often in the future."
"Yes, after all, you have just joined the Red Gloves, and it will take some time to get used to it."
Leonard thought so too, and he and Klein started to find the way by comparing the map, and soon took the steam train to the North District.
After reporting to St. Samuel's Church, Klein was assigned to the Night Watcher team responsible for managing the West District.
In Backlund, there are three Nighthawks, one in Queens, one in the West, and the other in the Docks.
Klein was able to be directly assigned to the West, which was already a very good starting point.
Although the three Nighthawks were in the same position, Queens was where the great nobles and the royal family were located. The Nighthawks here had the best location and the invisible conditions for joining were higher.
Klein didn't care too much about these. He only cared about how much his weekly salary would increase after he was transferred to Backlund this time.
And whether the Nighthawks were responsible for arranging food and accommodation.
If you find a house outside and eat by yourself, should you get housing and meal allowances?
After all, this is Backlund, and the daily living expenses must be much more than Tingen.
Leonard, who was going to stay in the Red Gloves for a period of training, was sighing at the strength of the goddess.
Backlund was divided into so many districts, and the Church of the Goddess of Night suddenly occupied three important districts: Queens, West, and North.
Although they were responsible for managing their own believers on weekdays, and it was not such a simple division, but mixed management.
But this did not prevent Leonard from thinking that the goddess was the most powerful. After all, a qualified believer could always find every place to praise the gods.
"Klein, we will part ways here. After I have determined where to live, remember to write to me and chat if you have nothing to do."
"Well, I am also going to learn how to summon messengers from Ms. Daly."
"Summon the messenger of the spirit world. If I have time, I will also get one. Only in this way can I be considered a qualified extraordinary person." Leonard seemed a little excited.
Klein just shook his head secretly. He just thought that if he had to keep communicating with Leonard, it would be a waste of postage. It would be more economical to send letters by messenger.
After parting with Leonard, Klein went to the night watcher team in the west alone to report.
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"I don't know how the Tingen incident is going. Has the original story changed? Has Klein rewritten the ending, or did he still die in that disaster?"
Hasta calculated the time at home, and the Tingen incident was almost coming to an end.
He did not send anyone to Tingen, so he had no idea what happened in Tingen.
A few days ago, he had read a little record about Tingen in a newspaper called "Loen Brief".
The newspaper said that there was a small disturbance in Tingen, but it was quickly dealt with.
With just such a brief information, it is impossible to guess what happened in Tingen.
In this regard, Hasta can only analyze Tingen's affairs through speculation.
This made him not continue to forge Roselle's diary during this period of time, and he could only shirk to Audrey that there was no new Roselle diary for the time being, missing the opportunity to make a fortune.
"My Lord Baron, Manager Harley sent someone to deliver the factory's income this month."
When Hasta was thinking in the study, the arrival of Butler Neil interrupted his temporary thoughts.
"How much is it in total?"
"3400 gold pounds."
"Not bad, help me prepare a copy and send it to Grallint's house."
"Manager Harley has already divided it according to the share ratio in advance. 3400 is the net profit of the Baron this month. Manager Harley said that it can increase by at least 50% next month."
This time, Hasta was really moved. He originally thought that his own profit was only about 2000 gold pounds, but he didn't expect it to be so much.
If it continues like this, at least 50,000 gold pounds can be earned this year.
This is a huge sum of money.
"Keep 3000 gold pounds and keep the other 400 gold pounds for family use."
Hasta quickly divided the wealth for use, and Butler Neil left to deal with the matter as he said.
"Now, it can be regarded as a real industry of my own, although it is far less than that of a bank tycoon like Earl Hall."
Hasta thought for a while and decided to continue to invest the 3000 gold pounds. He planned to acquire some industries with more promising future.
With his current financial resources, he can only acquire some small and micro enterprises, which is far from the threshold of industries such as steel and banking.
It was the night of the full moon on the fifteenth day.
Fors was lying on the bed, preparing to welcome the full moon whispers from the fifteenth day.
With the previous experience, she was not panicked at all now.
The only thing she was afraid of was that Hugh would know her secret.
Although she believed that Hugh would definitely not tell others that she was a believer of the stars, the more people knew about this kind of thing, the more dangerous it would be.
Especially now that everyone in Backlund was in danger.
So for Hugh's safety, Fors would send Hugh out of the door every time the full moon whispers came, and locked the doors and windows, leaving her alone in the room.
After waiting for about twenty minutes, the full moon whispers came, and Fors felt that she would never forget the familiar pain in her life.
She knelt on the bed sheet in the standard posture of a devout believer, clasped her hands together and began to pray to the stars.
The main reason was that she didn't know what was so particular about the belief in the stars, such as what posture to use for prayer, what scripture to read, what gestures to use to represent the stars, etc.
When a brilliant starry sky appeared on the ceiling above her head, and the starlight enveloped her, the whispers from the full moon disappeared in an instant.
All that was left for Fors was peace and tranquility, without any pain.
Every time at this time, she would be very firm in her belief.
No matter how turbulent the situation in Backlund was now, she did not regret believing in the stars.
Well, she felt that she was already a firm believer in the stars.
After the duration of the full moon whispers passed, Fors sincerely expressed her piety and gratitude to the stars.
In the past, at this time, the starry sky would disperse and everything would return to peace.
But this time, Fors saw that the brilliant starlight in the starry sky gathered into paragraphs of text, which was ancient Hermes.
"A fool who does not belong to this era;"
"The mysterious master above the gray fog;"
"The yellow and black king who controls good luck."
"Look for an opportunity to pray every few days."