Chapter 627 Klein: Nice to meet you, classmate Huang Tao

Here it comes.

It's not too late to understand it now.

Klein, who was strolling on the street, raised his lips slightly. His performance today was already very obvious.

But Roselle seemed to ignore the subtleties in his words because of his prejudice against him.

Now, he left with Mr. Hasta. Roselle, who had calmed down, obviously understood the truth of the matter.

The sound of whirring through the air came straight at him, which was particularly obvious and not concealed at all.

It seems that this came with anger.

Klein sighed in his heart, and he felt a pair of big hands holding his shoulders, and a resentful voice sounded in his ears.

"As the saying goes, when fellow villagers meet, they stab each other in the back. I used to be skeptical about this saying, but I didn't expect to encounter it today!"

It's really full of resentment.

Klein smiled and pretended to be surprised: "Why can't I understand what you are talking about? Fellow countryman? I've already said that I'm not a citizen of Intis."

"Haha, you're still thinking of lying to me." Roselle pressed down on his shoulder with a little more force, walked up to him from behind, stared at him coldly and said: "Young comrade, is it really okay for you to deceive and attack an old man like this?"

"So it's you." Klein's panicked expression turned into a smile and said: "You misunderstood, how dare I deceive you."

"Still not admit it?" Roselle raised his eyebrows slightly, "The acting skills of young people nowadays are getting better and better, but it's a pity that they are still a little immature."

"I really don't understand what you are talking about. Let's go to Queen Bernadette and talk it out in person if there is anything."

"What!" Roselle's voice suddenly became much higher, "You still want to attack my daughter!"

"..." Klein showed a speechless expression.

"Hmph, stop pretending to me. You are definitely from the same place as me."

"I am a citizen of the Kingdom of Loen. You are the emperor of the Republic of Intis, a figure from more than 200 years ago. I have nothing to do with you."

Rossel snorted, looked Klein up and down and said, "You still want to continue acting? Okay, then let's go find the teacher you mentioned before and see what he has deciphered about my diary."

"Alas."

Klein sighed, knowing that he couldn't pretend anymore. He raised his head, nodded gently at Roselle, and smiled, "Nice to meet you, classmate Huang Tao."

After the words fell, in the moment when Roselle was distracted for a short time, Klein's figure turned into a paper man and was held in Roselle's hand.

"I haven't heard my real name for a long time. I was a little dazed for a while." Roselle sighed and looked at the things in his hand, "Paper man, secret doll, trickster, fortune teller."

"Very good, you have one more reason to deserve a beating."

Rossel smiled and chased after Klein.

In order to deal with the fortune tellers, he had studied the extraordinary path of fortune tellers and had a clear understanding of the extraordinary abilities of each of their sequences.

Whether it was a paper figure or a secret doll, the master who manipulated it must not be too far away, unless he had been promoted to sequence 0.

But according to the breath he had just sensed, Klein was now a sequence 4 trickster.

Although it was a bit difficult, it was not difficult for him to find it.

Russell chased all the way and finally found a secret doll of Klein on a ship at the port.

"Isn't it okay to talk like this?" Klein sighed.

"No." Russell clenched his fists slightly and said with a smile: "I have to beat you up first before I can calm down and chat."

Klein spread his hands and leaned forward and said: "Go ahead, it doesn't matter if you die."

"I want to beat your body!"

"Mortal Kombat is not as fun as Street Fighter now. We can just compete online. There is no need to fight offline."

"Sorry, the person standing opposite you is a loyal player of Mortal Kombat. He plays the bloody and violent game."

"I want to see how many puppets you have."

Rossell sneered, patted Klein's shoulder, imprisoned his puppet in place, and continued to chase Klein.

On the Hall of Stars, Hastur watched this scene with a smile on his face. It was really interesting.

Especially Klein's words "Huang Tao classmate", probably made his CPU fever because of Russell's shouting.

When several puppets and paper figures were caught, Klein saw this and directly escaped back to the gray fog, sat in his seat and breathed a sigh of relief.

Mr. Hasta was smart. He left first, leaving me alone to bear Roselle's anger.

If I were really caught by Roselle tonight, I would definitely suffer physical pain.

I'd better wait for Roselle to calm down before I have a good talk with him.

In the Rorsted Archipelago, Roselle, who suddenly lost track of Klein, stopped chasing and looked up at the starry sky.

The starry sky was particularly brilliant, and it was estimated that the stars were looking down at me.

He pondered for a long time before slowly uttering a word: "Source Castle."

Originally, he was just guessing, but now it was confirmed.

With the strength of a Sequence 4 Trickster displayed by Klein, he couldn't slip away from his hands.

But if Klein escaped to the top of Source Castle, then unless he broke through the gray fog, he would never see Klein.

After a moment of silence, Russell thought of a heavier reality. Hastur is the stars, Klein's Source Castle... Could it be that he is the worst among the time travellers?

Thinking about it carefully, it seems like this.

The current self is not even fully resurrected. He is just a shadow of order coming out of the dusty mausoleum of the past.

The consciousness of the fallen mother goddess may still exist in the body, and the future is worrying.

"No, I also have a lovely daughter."

Thinking of Bernadette, Russell straightened his back, looked up at the stars, raised his middle finger, and said loudly: "Two bachelors!"

A bolt of thunder struck out of thin air, hitting Russell's head accurately, turning the long, slightly curly brown hair into a black afro.

"Fuck..." Russell wanted to curse, but when he saw the thunder was still rolling in the sky, he shut his mouth immediately and could only complain a few words in his heart.

When the thunderclouds in the sky dispersed, Russell left the Rhoside Islands and went to a nearby uninhabited gravel island. He lay on the beach, looked up at the stars and shouted: "Come down and chat!"

The starry sky is still bright, but the starlight has not yet fallen.

After a while, a paper man incarnation of Klein appeared in front of Russell.

"You're the only one, where are the stars?" Russell sat up from the beach and patted the empty seat next to him, "Sit down, I don't have the ability to beat you now."

Klein sat next to Russell and said with emotion: "I once thought about whether you would be resurrected and come back one day, but I didn't expect this day to come so suddenly."

"Oh, I am the protagonist of Destiny. How can I be so easy to lose my hair?" Russell's expression was also very complicated. "Have you been collecting the diaries I left behind?"

"Well, I have benefited a lot from this along the way. In this regard, you are my great benefactor."

"Did you choose to become a fortune teller because you read my diary?"

"Yes, everything is the best arrangement."

"So you saw everything?"

"I've seen everything that should be seen and what shouldn't be seen." Klein said in a relaxed tone: "The taste of a witch is really good."

"..."

Although he had expected it, Russell couldn't help but feel his face getting hot. The witch thing was easy to say, but the key was that his diary contained a lot of romantic affairs between men and women among nobles.

Romantic anecdotes, such remarks already gave him a lot of face.

If his daughter knew about his affairs, it would definitely affect his tall image in her mind.

"No matter what you read in the diary, you are not allowed to tell my precious daughter a word." Russell warned with a serious face: "You are not allowed to have any ideas about my daughter!"

"..." The speechless Klein quickly raised the corners of his mouth again, "I have a normal friendship with Queen Bernadette, but Mr. Hastur's relationship with her is a bit complicated. You, old father, must keep a close eye on her."

"..."

Russell originally wanted to curse a few words, but the incident of being struck by lightning was still fresh in his mind. The stars were definitely overlooking this place, eavesdropping on the conversation between him and Klein.

What a bad taste!

If I couldn't beat him now...

"Huh, I'll keep my baby girl away from him."

"Your daughter is so opinionated. She may not listen to you on this kind of matter. Moreover, you should have heard that the more you obstruct, the more likely it is to be self-defeating." Klein deliberately added fuel to the fire. Who let Hastur The husband left Russell to deal with it alone, and he hid above and watched the show.

"That day will never come. Don't underestimate the weight of a father in his daughter's heart!"

After Russell finished speaking, he didn't want to bring up this annoying topic anymore, and instead said: "If I guessed correctly, you have successfully entered the Source Castle. Do you know the truth about our time travel?"

This time, Klein was silent for a long time.

"I know, we can't go back."

The hoarse voice seemed to feel the pain even the sea breeze blowing by, and quickly slipped away from here.