Chapter 464 A wonderful fate
While Klein was slowly enjoying the food that he had paid 15 gold pounds for, a young couple walked in front of the restaurant.
The lady held the man's arm with both hands, with an elegant smile on her face, and whispered to the man next to her from time to time.
The man was dressed in a white shirt, a black vest, and a formal suit. He wore a valuable watch inlaid with jade and agate on his left wrist.
Both of them had dazzling golden hair, just like their faces, so dazzling that people couldn't help but focus their eyes on them.
Klein's arm holding the knife and fork froze, his pupils shrank slightly, and then he regained his composure and continued to taste the food in front of him.
But the taste was not as delicious as it was at the beginning.
He never thought that Hasta and Audrey would come here for lunch.
With their identities, shouldn't they be in Queens?
What made Klein even more speechless was that Hasta and Audrey were sitting right in front of him.
Fortunately, Hasta had his back to him.
Otherwise, he always felt that his new identity would be exposed again.
"Look, that's Earl Hastur Campbell and Miss Audrey. They are a perfect match."
"Who said they weren't? Seeing how loving they are, they will probably get engaged soon."
"I didn't expect Miss Audrey, the most dazzling gem in Backlund, to not choose to marry into the royal family, but to fall in love freely."
People around them recognized Hastur and Audrey's identities and made low voices of discussion and exclamation.
Audrey and Hastur also heard these voices, but there was no big expression on their faces. They just ordered all the signature dishes on the menu and asked for a bottle of 1330 Ormier red wine, which was worth 126 gold pounds...
Klein calmly tasted the 15 gold pounds of food while silently calculating the total price of the food ordered by Hastur and Audrey.
Including the ridiculously expensive bottle of red wine, the two of them spent about 200 gold pounds on this lunch.
The life of the nobles is really luxurious!
After finishing his meal in silence, Klein drank the glass of white wine that the restaurant gave him for free, and enjoyed an ice cream before he stood up to pay the bill and left the restaurant.
Walking on the street, Klein did not look back at the restaurant again, so as not to be noticed by Mr. Hasta.
After checking the time, he chose to walk to St. Samuel Church, just in time to digest his food.
While enjoying the surrounding street scenery, he slowly came to the gate of St. Samuel Church. Just after entering the gate, a luxurious carriage pulled by four horses stopped steadily in front of the church gate.
Then a pair of young men and women who were amazing walked down from the carriage.
Hasta and Audrey.
Hearing the familiar voices talking behind him, Klein couldn't help but twitch his mouth.
What day is today!
How did he run into Mr. Hasta and Miss Audrey one after another?
Was his luck cursed by Will?
It's just disturbing his sleep once, so why be so stingy?
Klein did not look back, but held the gold-inlaid cane tightly, walked into the church, passed through the quiet corridor, and came to the large prayer hall under the sunlight piercing the stained glass.
It was very dim here, as if it was deliberately imitating the atmosphere of sleeping at night, which could make people feel peaceful and calm.
Klein originally wanted to choose to sit in the right corner where there were more empty seats, but Hasta and Audrey followed him. He thought about it and chose to sit in the middle of the crowd.
He leaned on his cane, took off his hat, and began to close his eyes and pray attentively.
When he closed his eyes, Hasta and Audrey, who entered the prayer hall one step later than him, chose the right corner.
This made Klein secretly relieved. Fortunately, he changed his mind in time, otherwise if he sat next to Hasta and Audrey, he might be exposed when he greeted them.
Time passed by minute by minute. After listening to the sermon, Klein slowly stood up and walked to the altar. After bowing to the bishop with short black hair, he came to the offering box next to him.
He exhaled silently, took out two 10-pound and six 5-pound notes from his jacket pocket and put them in one by one.
The bishop's eyes softened when he saw this scene.
Klein walked back and passed Hasta and Audrey when he left the prayer hall.
He relaxed and didn't get too nervous, so as not to reveal any flaws.
When he saw Hasta put 10 10-pound notes into the donation box, he really wanted to turn into that donation box.
At the end of the day, the donations from believers alone might be 1,000 pounds, and there was no tax.
No wonder those temples in the past were always rich, with hundreds of millions or even billions of dollars quietly lying in their bank accounts.
Klein left St. Samuel's Church with a lot of emotion. Fortunately, Hasta and Audrey were no longer on the same road with him this time, which made his steps much easier.
In St. Samuel's Church, Hasta was accompanying Audrey to stroll around the cathedral.
"Mr. Hastur, you just returned to Backlund today. Do you need to rest first?"
"The first time I saw you after returning to Backlund, all my fatigue disappeared." Hastur replied naturally.
Audrey blushed slightly. In a sacred place like St. Samuel's Church, listening to Mr. Hastur's undisguised words always made her feel flustered.
It was as if someone was overhearing the conversation between himself and Mr. Hastur.
The gods watch over everything.
Audrey couldn't help but think of this sentence, and her mood became even weirder.
"I didn't expect Mr. Hastur to be willing to come and visit the Goddess Church." Audrey smiled and changed the subject.
"I just don't want to be separated from you."
"Mr. Hastur." Audrey's cheeks turned red and she emphasized her tone slightly, "Let's not say these words in church."
"The goddess should also be happy to see her followers pursue happiness freely."
"Mr. Hastur, you, you obviously did it on purpose."
Audrey understood what Hastur was thinking. He clearly said these blushing words to himself in St. Samuel's Church under the gaze of the goddess.
"Shouldn't we be more sincere in front of the gods? Lying in front of the gods is the greatest disrespect to the gods."
Audrey knew that she couldn't explain these fallacies, so she pretended not to hear anything, but the corners of her mouth unconsciously raised slightly.
She quickly suppressed the feeling of rapid heartbeat and prayed to the goddess for forgiveness in her heart.
…
Ten o'clock in the evening, Brave Bar.
"What the hell!"
Leonard, standing at the door, cursed with a look of disgust on his face, remained silent for a while, and then chose to walk into the bar.
Because of what happened late last night, he had been listless all day.
I rarely feel energetic at night, so I go out for a walk, but I end up here unknowingly.
The starting point of all bad luck.
After drinking a few glasses of Southwell beer, Leonard felt energetic again.
When he was about to ask for a few more glasses of wine to try, someone tapped him on the shoulder, then naturally sat next to him and pushed an expensive cocktail on the table in front of him.
Leonard glanced sideways, then blinked, and said with a look of disbelief: "Hasta, damn it, when did you return to Backlund?"
"Today." Hastur poured himself a glass of wine with a smile in his eyes.
"You just came back and ran here to be cool. It seems that you were exhausted in South Wales, right?"
"My gut tells me you might be here tonight."
"Here, I'll toast you with this glass." Leonard picked up the wine glass, took a big sip, burped, and laughed, "It's good to come back, I'll have someone to drink with from now on."
"You look very worried. What have you been worried about recently?"
Leonard was silent for a while and sighed: "It's better not to say anything anymore. Drink, drink."
Hastur didn't force it, he just drank with Leonard for almost two hours before letting someone from the Brave Bar drive a car to take him back.
After seeing Leonard off, Hastur did not leave with him, but continued to stay in the Brave Bar.
Now, Maric is no longer guarding here specifically, and this time Sharon followed him back to Backlund, so Maric did not appear here tonight.
Hasta didn't come to see Maric tonight, he wanted to see how lively the streets of Backlund were late at night.
Late at night, the crimson moon in the sky quietly revealed half of its body from behind the clouds. The stars around it were brilliant, and wisps of starlight fell down to the earth.
In the deserted streets, the street lights flickered dimly.
The beggars huddled under the light of the street lamps, wrapped in dirty and worn-out rags, hummed in a low voice: "Along the shore, cutting through the clouds, the twin suns sink into the lake, The long shadow fell, and there it was, the wonderful night where the black stars rose..."
The drunkard passing by spat and cursed: "Do the homeless people on the roadside know how to sing elegant poetry these days? Art, art is really worthless!"
As the stumbling drunkard passed the next streetlight, a group of people wearing ragged yellow clothes suddenly walked out of the street, silently wandering on the street. He was frightened all over.
Sober up.