novel-bin Chapter 597 Finding a Place to Stay
Chapter 597 Finding a Place to Stay
Chapter 597 Finding a Place to Stay
Luzer left St. Samuel's Church, walked through several streets, and arrived at a square.
He sat down on a bench in the square, took out a loaf of bread from somewhere, crumbled it into crumbs, and tossed them out bit by bit to feed the pigeons. Luna lay in ambush in the shadows at his feet, only her head peeking out, her bright blue eyes fixed on the flock of pigeons that flew over to peck at the food.
"Stop fooling around. You're an extraordinary cat now. It's not appropriate for you to bully a bunch of pigeons."
Luze reminded it.
At the same time, M's transparent figure quietly appeared behind him, inserting his illusory hands into his head.
"Not belonging to this era..."
Lu Ze chanted the honored name in a low voice.
Other passersby only saw his lips moving and assumed that the elegant man in the red shirt and black suit was communicating with pigeons, unaware that he was actually communicating with some hidden entity.
"Dear Mr. Fool,"
Using the virtual persona created by M, Lu Ze whispered to the being above the gray fog, "Please tell [Justice] that I want to ask her if there are any properties left over from the ones I entrusted to her for sale. If there are, I hope you can reserve one for me."
The so-called real estate that Lu Ze mentioned were actually the land deeds he had previously plundered from Mr. A. Because it was inconvenient for him to sell them while they were still in his possession, he mortgaged them all to "Justice" in exchange for their investment in the textile factory.
Now that he's back in Backlund, he needs a place to stay. Since he's already rejected the church's offer, he'll have to find one himself.
In his vision, the thick gray fog gradually disappeared. His prayers had been heard by the ruler, and he believed that justice would soon respond to him.
"brush!"
Just as Lu Ze was about to rise from the bench, a ripple suddenly appeared in the void before him. Then, a beautiful figure emerged from it. She wore an asymmetrical, mismatched black court dress, and her magnificent red eyes scanned Lu Ze's body and face.
Antia Trois, the ship spirit of the "Black Throne".
"What kind of weird outfit is this? I still prefer you the way you are."
She frowned as she commented, tossing a white envelope into his hand.
As an extraordinary being of angelic caliber, Antia is currently avoiding using her abilities. However, as someone capable of traversing the spirit world, she is more than qualified to serve as a messenger.
Lu Ze picked up the letter, glanced at the signature, and saw that it was written by his first mate, Anderson.
Before leaving the fleet, he left the messenger with the method to summon Antia as his means of communication. When Anderson needed it, he could perform a ritual to summon the messenger and deliver the letter.
Luzer also instructed that in an extremely urgent situation, one could pray directly to the Fool—after all, he had already dragged Anderson into the mess during the War of the Gods. His first mate, however, stated that he would try his best to avoid using the second method.
It is worth mentioning that, in the messenger summoning ritual, Antia's corresponding exclusive title is: Shadow of Order, Ghost from a Distant Era, Messenger and Flagship Belonging Only to Alexander Gascoigne, Antia Troliss.
As an angel, Antia certainly has a title. Although the title used in the ceremony is not very formal, it may reflect some of her characteristics.
While thinking about these things, Lu Ze tore open the thick envelope.
After delivering the letter, Antia did not disappear immediately. Perhaps guessing that Luze might reply after reading the letter, she sat down next to him and took the opportunity to pull Luna out of the shadows and hug her.
"6
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Luna's head was being stroked by her fair hands, but she didn't utter a sound, her eyes still fixed on the flock of pigeons.
Lu Ze lowered his head to read the letter.
Anderson didn't write anything important in it; he simply gave a detailed report on the routes he had recently taken with his fleet, the islands he had reached, and the enemies he had fought.
No wonder it took so many pages to write... it's so annoying to read...
Lu Ze skimmed through it, took out a pen, and simply wrote a line on the blank page of the last page:
From now on, give me concise information, only reporting important matters. However, you must clearly explain how much money was spent and the details of the crew; I might go back to check the accounts someday.
As a leader, micromanaging only leads to exhaustion. For him, focusing on the two key areas of finance and personnel is sufficient.
"Send it back to him?"
When Antiya saw Luze put the letter back, she asked him a question.
"Yes, thank you for your hard work."
Lu Ze handed her the letter.
"Don't give me those useless pleasantries."
The angel rolled her eyes at him, took the letter, and vanished without a trace.
With her gone, Luna gained her freedom, and with a sudden stomp on the bench, her dark body shot out rapidly, hurtling towards the flock of pigeons.
"Splash splash splash!"
A rapid flapping of wings followed, white feathers fluttered, and the pigeons scattered and flew away.
Earl Hall's mansion in Queens.
Audrey Hall sat upright in her chair. Her nominal tutor, but actually a psychologist contact, Ithland, was giving her a psychology lesson. Her large golden retriever, Susie, lay at her feet, tongue lolling out innocently, but actually listening intently.
"Her statement here is somewhat biased..."
"That's what Audrey thought to herself."
Islant is only a Sequence 8 Mind Reader, but she is already a Sequence 7 "Psychotherapist". If it weren't for maintaining contact with the Psycho-Alchemy Society, he wouldn't need to listen at all.
Furthermore, the Hermit has already promised at the Tarot meeting to provide her with extraordinary materials for becoming a "Hypnotist," so it's believed that after a short while, her abilities will reach a new level.
Audrey was really looking forward to this day.
"Whoosh!"
Just then, a gray mist suddenly surged before her eyes, and at the same time, the voice of "Moderation" entered her ears. However, neither Islant, who was opposite her, nor Susie, who was lying at her feet, knew anything about it.
[Temperance] Sir is back in Backlund! That's great! But why is he asking me for property...? Hmm, it probably isn't about the money; maybe he's looking for a place to stay.
Facing Islant, Audrey maintained an elegant and sweet smile on her face, but in her mind, she was quickly analyzing and deducing the true purpose of "Temperance".
However, those properties have already been sold... How should I respond?
When the class ended and Islant left, she winked at Susie, who immediately understood and happily ran out of the room to stand guard outside.
She bowed her head in a prayerful gesture and said to the Fool, "Reverend Fool..."
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