chsdbacks Chapter 292 How to raise children is learned from parents.
Chapter 292 How to raise children is learned from parents.
Chapter 292 How to raise children is learned from parents.
"Abscessed hand".
A spirit creature transformed from a portion of the corpse of Omibella's twin brother.
Shael remembered that the other party's name should be Giddas, born in the middle of the First Era, and currently should belong to the incomplete Lunar Path Sequence 2 Creator.
"I'm not in a hurry, otherwise I wouldn't have entrusted this to you."
Xia Er released her grip on the blond head and watched calmly as the beautiful head returned to Renette Tinicol's hands.
He is not the client who keeps creating unnecessary trouble for the contractor.
"I...will...find...it."
Renette Tinicol's answer was unwavering. The great being before her had already paid her in advance, and this was not a task beyond her capabilities... She had better do it well.
"Give me a copy of your Rose School's scriptures, and the knowledge you possess about the Bound Mantra."
"Give me a copy of the ideas and knowledge of the indulgence faction that you understand."
Chael tossed Renette Tinicol a blank book.
The feeling of desolation and emptiness after merging with the underworld was not a pleasant experience, so he decided to learn about things related to desire to pass the time.
After Renette Tinicol caught the blank book, various contents quickly appeared on it, and even the surface of the book was stained with some dark red. Although this leader of the temperance faction disliked the indulgence faction, she had also watched the indulgence faction develop and actually understood its methods quite well.
Xia Er glanced at it briefly and nodded slightly.
He took out some stationery and wrote a letter, which was a reply to Klein's greeting. At the end, he wrote, "Your messenger is very handsome," which was a response to Klein's question and told him that the messenger was safe and not in much danger.
When he wrote the letter, he didn't try to hide the fact that it was about Renette Tinicol, and he didn't even use an envelope. He simply folded the letter in half, which was a way of telling Klein that she was not only beautiful, but also quite capable.
"Ask him for the postage."
Renette Tinicol bit the letter, then vanished from the room, reappearing before Klein.
Klein looked at the simply folded letter and thought to himself, "They even skipped the anti-counterfeiting measures. This is definitely Mr. Angel's style."
As Klein looked down at the letter, four bright heads stared expressionlessly at the back of his head.
If it weren't for her emotions being soothed and the fact that Klein genuinely knew nothing, Renette Tinicol would have buried this scoundrel Klein in a flowerpot.
"A lucky...and unlucky...guy."
The "Crippled Angel's" eyes flashed. He should have thought of this long ago. The fact that such a junior, who was carrying such a treasure, could wander around outside without getting into trouble must mean that the relationships behind him were very complicated. Even if He had anticipated this, He still underestimated the danger this guy posed.
Rene Tinicol didn't bother talking to Klein. After taking out an ancient gold coin, she returned to the spirit world and began inquiring about the swollen, severed hand.
When Klein looked up, he was a little puzzled, but he didn't pay much attention. With the angel's certification and his previous assessment, this messenger girl didn't seem to be in much danger.
Although Mr. Angel can be quite wicked at times, his knowledge is still reliable.
Meanwhile, Chael noticed that the "Hermit" he was following, namely Gadriya, couldn't handle the tutoring from the Hidden Sage and was about to pray to Bernadette. He beckoned with his finger, and Gadriya's rebellious spirit was amplified a little.
Instead of praying to the mysterious Queen Bernadette when she was in unbearable pain, she established a connection between a seemingly ordinary planetarium in her hand and the gray fog space. Her strong will to survive broke through the blockade of the crimson star and directly entered Klein's ears.
A gray, foggy space.
Klein saw what the Crimson Star was showing. Although the image was still somewhat blurry, he could still make out some things, such as the muscles in her cheeks cracking open, with flesh and blood congealing inside, as if turning into eyeballs, and above her were a pair of cold, ruthless, eyelash-less, almost transparent eyes.
This was a sign of losing control, but the black-haired woman's will was extremely strong. Her body was stubbornly repairing itself, allowing the flesh and blood resembling her eyeballs to dissolve and the cracked muscles to heal. Her loss of control was caused by external factors, but her own will never succumbed and her spirit remained unshaken.
Those ethereal, transparent eyes without eyelashes made Klein momentarily dazed. He recalled seeing those eyes behind old Neil in Tingen, and it also brought back some memories.
Although not exactly the same, the feeling reminded Klein of the pair of bright eyes he saw in the underground ruins of Backlund, surrounded by illusory numbers, seemingly open yet closed.
"The Hidden Sage? Could this feeling... is the non-existent seventh god related to the Hidden Sage?"
Klein leaned back in his chair, grasped the Staff of Life tossed into the pile of junk, and as if to verify something, copied the image from the crimson star and tossed it into the Book of Calamities, quickly asking:
What do you think?
Gods and Mortals
Do you think the Hidden Sage has anything to do with that elven god?
Klein initially wanted to slap the illusory eye, but quickly realized that it wasn't a physical entity, but a manifestation of mental pollution. The problem still lay with the black-haired woman. Fortunately, the Staff of Life had a short-term effect of suppressing madness, so after helping her, he turned and asked.
【Have】
Klein's lips twitched. Based on his previous experience, he didn't expect this tattered book to provide a detailed answer. In Klein's view, asking about the specific relationship between the Hidden Sage and that Elf God was perhaps a form of divination.
Without sufficient occult clues, the book cannot answer any of his questions.
"Perhaps this woman knows something about the hidden sages?"
After thinking for a moment, Klein decided to pull Cattleya onto the gray fog.
A deep red light spread, and Cattleya's figure instantly appeared beside the bronze table, sitting in a chair that did not belong to a current member of the Tarot Club.
Cattleya looked dazed for a moment. After all, she had been struggling painfully, and then her madness was somehow suppressed. Now that she was in this unfamiliar place, how could she not be stunned?
Gadriya gazed at the towering, majestic palace with its soaring dome, and at the endless gray fog below. A thought struck her: this was the unknown, yet beneficial opportunity she had foreseen.
This mysterious person, dressed in a tuxedo, with an indistinct face and holding a demigod's cane?