Chapter 462 Yellow Clothes Phenomenon
A week later, Klein finally established himself in Backlund.
He came to the "Metropolitan Household Helping Servants Association" in Qiaowu District through the introduction of others. Here he hired a male butler to take care of daily life and a female butler to take care of financial management.
With these two butlers, he soon rented a large house not far from St. Samuel's Church.
House No. 160, Boklund Street, has a clean lawn and a small garden. The house is well furnished, with enough furniture, and there are many bathrooms on each floor.
The annual rent is about 300 pounds. Although this is a bit different from the 160 pounds he expected at the beginning, in order to maintain his image as a rich man, he still paid this extra money.
But what he didn't expect was that renting this house was just the beginning. Under the advice of the housekeeper, he successively hired a personal valet, two first-class maids in charge of the bedroom, two second-class maids in charge of the living room, two valet in charge of receiving guests, a maid in the storage room, a maid in the kitchen, a maid in the laundry, a valet for rough work...
In addition to these, he also needed a chef, a gardener, a coachman, a family nurse, a handyman...
Then he also needed two carriages, one ordinary one for daily travel, and a more luxurious one to support the appearance when attending banquets.
For 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 was between his life and that of aristocrats like Miss Audrey and Mr. Hastur.
This is a bright threshold, enough to keep people with insufficient financial resources out.
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 life as a rich man gradually got back on track.
His first thing was to use his original identity to sell all his bicycle shares.
There was no other way, he was too short of money.
In a complex and dangerous metropolis like Backlund, he had to keep some money so that he could trouble the messenger lady for help in the future.
Moreover, if he wanted to sneak into St. Samuel's Church, he couldn't 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 pray.
This was just the first step. If he wanted to enter the aristocratic class, he still needed to actively participate in activities such as charity parties to show his generous and wealthy side.
Klein, who finally had a little free time for an afternoon, lay on his big bed and wanted to rest for a day.
But soon, there was a knock on the door.
Klein had no choice but to rub his eyebrows and let the butler outside the door come in to discuss matters.
"Sir, I will print some of your business cards and send them to the neighbors along 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.
People living nearby are generally middle class or above, and most of them are wealthy people and small nobles.
In order to show his sincerity in coming here, the gifts he gave must not be too cheap.
"You can do it. I believe in your professional ability." Klein smiled and threw everything to the capable butler. He only needed to act as an ATM in the back.
"You will also need to hire a professional dance tutor so that you can better integrate into Backlund's party."
Klein always responded with a smile. After sending the butler 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 appease Will.
...
Leonard, who had been promoted to the captain of a red glove team in the Church of Saint Samuel, did not follow the church staff to the battlefield between the Feysac Empire and the Kingdom of Loen some time ago.
Instead, he stayed in Backlund to deal with some things that ordinary night watchers could not solve.
At present, there is only one thorny problem submitted by the night watchers: how to deal with the increasing number of yellow-robed phenomena at night?
On the night watchers side, the behavior of yellow-robed monks walking through the streets late at night and praising the starry sky is generally called the yellow-robed phenomenon.
At present, this yellow-robed phenomenon is gradually increasing. Basically, one will appear on the streets of Backlund late at night every three or four days.
They usually just wear yellow clothes and walk through the streets late at night, chanting classic poems in a book called "Children of the Stars".
Except for beggars and drinkers who are still wandering on the streets late at night, they will occasionally meet them, and other ordinary residents don't even know their existence.
During the day, they naturally return to ordinary life, until late at night, they spontaneously put on yellow clothes again, and gather into a team from zero to whole.
As long as no one provokes them, they will disperse spontaneously at dawn, like ghosts walking in the middle of the night.
But if someone accidentally bumps into them, or does something bad to them, then the problem is a bit serious.
Based on recent cases, those who blaspheme the faith of the yellow monks will not die immediately, but their luck will become extremely bad. At the very least, they will lose all their property, or at worst, they will choke to death by drinking water, fall to death while walking, or drown by swimming...
The church had thought about stopping it, but those who were sent to stop it would either be assimilated into the Yellow Monks or suffer the same fate as those who bumped into them.
In order to prevent the situation from spreading, the Night Watchers chose another way to deal with it, which was to follow the Yellow Monks' praise team late at night and disperse those who might approach nearby.
In this way, they could live in peace with each other.
But with the recent increase in the number of yellow-robed phenomena, after the Fusac Empire battlefield was drawn to recruit personnel, the Night Watchers were a little overwhelmed to complete this task.
Leonard quietly read through all the information about the yellow-robed phenomenon, and he was not curious.
He clearly remembered that the Yellow Monks organization was still very mysterious before, and they were used to hiding in the dark.
But now, how come so many members of the Yellow Monks appeared?
And they spontaneously walked through the streets in yellow clothes late at night?
"Captain, take a look at this document from the harbor."
"Well, you go on with your work."
Leonard took the document and put it on the table. After taking a sip of refreshing strong coffee, he rested for a while before picking up the document, leaning back on the chair, and slowly flipping through it.
The content recorded above is the confession of three witnesses, or lucky ones.
They said that they met a mysterious person in yellow clothes 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 couldn't get away. He could only be attracted to the yellow figure step by step.
After a brief exchange, he tried to express his wish, and his wish was indeed fulfilled!
His daughter who had been missing for eight years and had no news finally returned to him.
The description of the second lucky person was also similar, and it was also the story of the yellow figure fulfilling his wish.
The third survivor mentioned that he saw with his own eyes a friend of his who was greedy and wanted the yellow figure to fulfill his wish of having endless wealth.
But in the end, he was turned into a gold coin, which was collected by the yellow figure in his palm, and then thrown into the bowl of a beggar on the roadside.
Since then, his friend disappeared from the world and never appeared again.
As for the gold coin, the local night watchman successfully exchanged it from the beggar, but no matter how he checked it, it was just an ordinary gold coin.
At the end of this information, it was also mentioned that since similar incidents occurred, people in yellow clothes would appear on the streets from time to time late at night.
Leonard finished reading the information, pondered for a while, and had a general idea in his mind.
He guessed that the mysterious yellow figure who could fulfill other people's wishes, could it be the incarnation of the Yellow King followed by the Yellow Monks?
The Yellow Monks walked on the streets late at night just to meet the Yellow King they believed in?
Or, did they want to express their piety to this belief in this way?
Leonard thought seriously, and at the same time took out a pen and paper, wrote and drew, summarizing his thoughts.
At night, Leonard returned to his room, took a bath and lay on the bed, and subconsciously asked the old man about his opinion on this matter.
"No opinion."
"Old man, aren't you usually good at long speeches? Why can't you do it today?" Leonard said teasingly.
"The unknown is the most terrible thing. Do you really know the details of the King in Yellow?"
Before Leonard answered, a mocking voice came from his heart: "Do you really want to know?"
No!
Cherish life and stay away from the unknown.
Leonard's answer naturally emerged in his mind.
"But I can't just leave it alone, right?"
"Won't you report things that can't be handled?"
As if he disliked him for being too stupid, the old man fell silent after saying this.
"..."
Leonard was speechless, but he also felt that this was the best way to deal with it at the moment.