Chapter 439 Klein: Is this really such a coincidence?

Chapter 439 Klein: Is this really such a coincidence?

Is it really such a coincidence?

After a busy day, Klein came back to this old Ross-style bar, ready to order a few glasses of the unique wine here to relax his tired body and mind.

Living on the sea for so long, he may not have learned anything else, but drinking to relieve boring nights is a skill he has already mastered.

But now, he regretted that he didn't wash up and go to bed earlier tonight instead of coming here.

In this case, he would not have met the person he just thought of during the day, Earl Hastur Campbell.

This young earl, who should still be in South Wales, appeared in front of him with his true face at this moment.

Should I call him naive or bold?

Thinking of the connection between the King in Yellow and Hastur during the day, Klein looked at Count Hastur Campbell with a bit of fear, and then pretended to look away as if nothing had happened.

Fortunately, one of the drinkers got up and left, blocking the line of sight between the two people. Klein also took advantage of this opportunity to find a secluded seat that could avoid the sight of Count Hastur Campbell.

"well……"

Klein took a sip of wine and felt much bitterer than usual. Because of the appearance of Count Hastur Campbell tonight, not only did he not feel relaxed, but he became even more tired.

Hastur and the King in Yellow are explosive existences no matter which world view they are placed in.

Stay away, stay as far away as possible, Klein doesn't want to be contaminated.

"Sir, someone would like to buy you a drink."

While Klein was thinking, the bartender came over and brought him a bottle of green jade worth about 5 gold pounds.

Under the gestures of the bartender, Klein had no choice but to look at Count Hastur Campbell, who suddenly gave him a drink, with a forced smile on his face, indicating that he had accepted the drink he sent.

His heart was filled with confusion. He had obviously changed into a new face, which was completely different from Klein's previous image. How could he see through his disguise at a glance?

Can his eyes see through reality and illusion?

Or was giving him this bottle of wine just a test?

Klein thought that there was only one flaw in him that might show some flaws. When he first saw him, he was shocked in his eyes.

This little emotion should have been caught by the other party.

After drinking a glass of wine in silence, Klein decided to go and thank the other person. If he just pretended that nothing happened, wouldn't that make him look suspicious?

And even if the other party sees his true identity, he and he are not enemies.

When Audrey, who was a little dazed after drinking, saw someone approaching, her eyes narrowed slightly. For a moment, she seemed to see Mr. Fool coming towards her.

This made her drunkenness dissipate instantly, and she regained consciousness. When she looked again, the person in her field of vision was obviously not Mr. Fool, but an adventurer who had lived on the sea for many years.

She withdrew her gaze, glanced at Mr. Hastur, and then continued to sip this powerful wine.

"Sir, thank you for your generosity, giving me the opportunity to taste the green jade that I am usually reluctant to buy." Klein smiled and naturally sat in the empty seat on the other side of Hastur, talking to Austria Delly is separated by a Hastur.

"If you need help with anything, for the sake of the wine, I can try to give you some valuable advice."

While Klein was talking, he asked the bartender to get the wine glass, then picked up the wine in front of Hastur and poured himself a glass, acting like a drunkard.

"I don't need help with anything."

"Giving wine for free? I can't feel at ease with such a free gift."

"You look a lot like an old friend I knew."

Facing Hastur's calm gaze, Klein's heart almost stopped beating for a moment.

"It's just that they are very similar. Don't take it to heart. You deserve that bottle of wine."

"Looks like tonight is my lucky day."

Klein didn't dwell on the matter anymore, thanked him, returned to his seat, and began to taste the bottle of green jade.

"Mr. Hastur, is that person really your old friend?" Audrey came over and asked curiously.

"It may or may not be the case. There are always some people who don't like to be recognized for their original identity when they go out. The necessary disguise is just a means of self-protection."

"Like what I am now?"

"Miss Audrey's beauty is enough to shine on the entire sea. The necessary disguise is a kind of protection for others."

"When did Mr. Hastur's praise become so straightforward?"

Audrey's face was already flushed, and she looked particularly cute and delicate when she said these words.

While the two were drinking and chatting, Klein had already left here first.

Not long after he left the bar, Hastur also led a slightly drunk Audrey out of the bar.

Audrey still held Hastur's arm and leaned against her gently. The black magician robe hid her beauty and figure. Her cheeks were rosy due to drunkenness. Only Hastur had the opportunity to appreciate them up close. arrive.

"Mr. Hastur, are we still coming out tomorrow night?" Audrey's eyes were shining brightly like little stars.

Hastur agreed to this small promise, then took Audrey to a deserted place, opened a travel portal and returned to the Hope.

As for the meeting with Mr. Fool, Hastur thought it would be good to go back and change into a vest.

After returning to the Hope, the sea breeze blew for a while, and all the alcohol in Audrey's body was blown away. After saying good night with a smile, she took Susie back to her room to rest.

Hastur took a bath, then lay on the bed, entered the Hall of Stars, descended into the star container, and returned to the port as the King in Yellow.

Only this time, he did not choose to seal his memory, but just used this ragged yellow clothes to act.

He also wanted to see if there would be anything different tonight.

It is difficult to find Klein hiding on the Origin Castle, but it is not too difficult to find Klein who is disguising his identity.

When Klein, who was taking a walk outside, was about to return to the hotel to rest, there was only a figure in ragged yellow clothes on the street in front of him.

Klein subconsciously wanted to turn around and leave, but he restrained himself a little and took two steps forward. Then he deliberately pretended to be anxious about something he had forgotten to do, and turned back, away from the tattered yellow clothes.

But before he took a few steps, he saw that ragged yellow clothes again in front of him, and his position was even closer to Him.

Klein knew that he would encounter a mysterious incident tonight.

Take a deep breath and concentrate on alertness.

He quietly held a pistol named Death Knell in his right hand, and in the palm of his left hand lay a destiny charm from Will.

Although taking action is not a good choice, facing this unknown King in Yellow, one cannot be too careful.

As the two figures got closer and closer, Hastur deliberately lowered his voice and said: "Mr. Klein, I saw the pistol tightly held in your right hand."

"???"

Klein froze on the spot. On the one hand, he was surprised that the other party directly revealed his identity. On the other hand, the voice was very familiar. It was the voice of Mr. Hastur!

It's him pretending to be the King in Yellow?

What a coincidence that Hastur is walking around the world pretending to be the King in Yellow!

This is simply destiny!

After the shock, the worry and fear in Klein's heart were reduced a lot.

He put away the death knell pistol exposed in his right hand and tried to answer in a calm tone: "Mr. Hastur, how did you recognize my true identity?"

"My eyes are very good at seeing people. Your disguise is very good, but there are still some flaws."

"Mr. Hastur's disguise is really amazing."

Klein said this completely sincerely. Who would have thought that it was really Hastur inside the tattered yellow suit.

The King in Yellow and Hastur actually appeared in front of him in this form. It was really indescribably weird!

"In this aspect, we are the same, and we are all used to walking outside with disguised identities."

Hearing these words, Klein couldn't help but feel a toothache. I am indeed walking under a disguised identity, but what about you?

Hastur pretending to be the King in Yellow?

Is there really such a coincidence?

When Klein was full of doubts, Hastur took out a book from his pocket and threw it to Klein, "My disguise image comes from this book."

Klein took the book and gasped when he saw the cover.

The ragged figure in yellow on the cover is indeed the King in Yellow!

There are actually fans of Him in this world, and even novels about His mysterious deeds have been written.

No wonder Hastur would disguise himself as this person. Judging from the appearance alone, the image of the ragged yellow clothes can indeed satisfy people's fantasies about the mysterious world.

For a moment just now, he almost wondered whether Hastur was a time traveler like him.

After reading this book, he gave up this unrealistic conjecture.

If Mr. Hastur was really a time traveler, how could he appear in front of him so openly?

And he still appeared in ragged yellow clothes.

Is he afraid that he won't know that he is connected to the original world?

Another point, given his status, there is no need to have such a frank chat with him, right?

"Mr. Hastur, I give you a piece of advice from the bottom of my heart. The image of ragged yellow clothes represents ominousness and disaster. Next time, you should pretend to be someone else."

Klein still gave his own little advice. In the mysterious world, symbolic meaning is very important.

"Oh, really? Recently, many people like to use this image to haunt late at night." Hastur said with a smile, and said: "You haven't read this book yet, but you seem to be interested in the Yellow Clothes" Do you know the king very well?"

Klein was stunned for a moment when he was asked, and his mind was thinking rapidly about how to answer this question.