After a while, the participants left one after another in a spaced manner, but a person quietly appeared in the original room.

It was Gene Bartlett, who was wearing a plaid shirt and a bowler hat. The corners of his mouth raised little by little, and his eyes finally landed on the oil painting.

Krens returned to No. 28 Mulda Street. After a brief wash, he lay on the bed and fell asleep in a way that could accommodate the extraordinary medium faster.

In the domed retro building on Smaleman Street, a short figure was holding her breath and hiding behind a wall. Her beautiful eyes were staring at a room without blinking.

About ten minutes later, the door that had been watched was gently pushed open by a pair of pale palms, and all the features of the body were covered by a black hood, as if they had blended into the night.

He glanced left and right, confirmed certain things, and then quickly walked out of the building, not knowing where he was going.

All this fell into the eyes of the hiding figure. She immediately waved her fist, opened and closed her mouth as if she was saying some silent words, and then returned to her room.

In the early morning, Kerens slowly opened his eyes amid the familiar barking of dogs, subconsciously stretched his body, and prepared to get up to prepare breakfast for himself and Old Ted.

At this moment, Kerens' movements suddenly froze, and his eyes moved down to the corner of the wall.

A vortex appeared there, and a round egg with complex patterns all over its body floated out.

"The captain is really hardworking and he replied so early."

Krens, who was accustomed to this, squatted down, took out a letter from the egg's body, and then unfolded it.

The first thing that caught his eye was the change in the body of the little boy Alfuli. Wiesel explained it as a monster, which could also be called a demon.

As for imprisoning him in prison, it is probably necessary for some kind of ritual. When he matures, he will transform into a real devil.

"monster".

Kerens chewed the word, based on the history he learned from Yi Laizhe.

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They were the biggest enemies of the elves who originally ruled this world. They believed in a powerful being who was born before the 1st Era. They were later expelled from this world and hid in a place called the Sea of ​​Abyss.

The so-called Sea of ​​the Abyss could not be proven to actually exist until the 5th Era. The Zhengshen Church also tried to search for it, but found nothing.

As for the current monsters, demons are more inclined to be the product of some kind of ritual, believing in an unknown existence to exchange life for power.

Kerens' gaze then moved downwards, then suddenly paused, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

This is about the operation involving suspected ghouls last night. The Church of the Holy Light lost several priests, and even the Pope appeared. The factory seemed to be a trap that had been prepared long ago, and the bait was intelligence from the police department.

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"Is it possible that the Pope was able to take action? Was it the work of that group of alien gods? Fortunately, fortunately, I did not take the risk myself. Instead, I gave this information to the Holy Light Church. I only hope that His Majesty the Pope can completely eliminate him.

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Thinking of this, Kerens couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

Regardless of success or failure, the murder cases in Pa-an District should be temporarily subdued. He then summoned a ray of flame, quickly devoured the letter in his hand, and then prepared breakfast.

Tatnut pie, served with a small bowl of vegetable soup, fried egg, good-quality brown bread and a small piece of butter.

"I should still be lying in bed right now."

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Krensi laughed at himself in a funny way.

Then he saw Old Ted's door being pushed open gently. He rubbed his cloudy eyes, smelled the aroma of food reverberating in the air, and couldn't help but smack his lips.

"Haha, I'm sorry, my Lord, your friend Old Ted had a beautiful dream last night. I dreamed of my youth, so I got up late and couldn't help you."

Old Ted still laughed apologetically, while Clance shook his head and said it was okay. After all, the other person was really too old and you couldn't ask him to act like a young man.

"Krens, do you want to consider hiring some maids? I mean so that you can enjoy delicious food without waiting too much when you come back every day. Although your cooking skills are great, as a noble, these little things

It is more decent to leave it to servants and housekeepers, and you will have your own family, social life, and even children. You cannot do everything by yourself, you should learn to give orders to others."

Old Ted sat down at the dining table and made suggestions half with emotion and half with praise. Then he lowered his head and began to enjoy his breakfast, ignoring the astonishment on the face of the young man opposite him.

"Family, children, Uncle Ted, you are really like the grandparents in our world. You start nagging when you meet the familiar juniors."

Krensi cursed secretly in his heart.

Among them, family and children were luxuries he had never thought of, not least because he was too weak to provide his family with safety.

The bigger reason is that he has no choice, whether it's the mass of consciousness, the hand behind it that disturbs fate, the dawn...etc.

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The more burdens he carries, the more afraid he becomes to move forward, especially when facing Mei Weisi. He can only fulfill his promise as much as possible. This is a gentleman's courtesy.

However, he had considered having two male and female servants. Important time should not be wasted on cleaning up and preparing food, so hiring some necessary servants was a must.

Fortunately, he didn't like to socialize or attend various dances. Otherwise, when others requested a visit, he saw that a noble knight, the Sheriff, didn't even hire a servant.

There is no luxury carriage, all kinds of red wine, and even the food is cooked by himself. This will definitely make many nobles feel embarrassed. They will doubt Kerens' wealth and at the same time put an end to the friendship between the two.

Finally, Sir Nathaniel Cren's poverty and stinginess would spread throughout St. John's society.

He will become the subject of ridicule in a year or ten years. After all, the most important thing for a noble is dignity, even if it is a down-and-out noble.

Thinking of this, Kerens couldn't help but secretly sigh, and once again denounced the waste and extravagance of the nobles, just because he himself was a frugal person, and more generally speaking, poverty limited his fantasies.

"Uncle Ted, I think your suggestion is right and I will seriously consider it."

After hearing this, Old Ted immediately put down the knife and fork in his hand. At this moment, his wrinkled face seemed to be ten years younger. There was also a sparkle brewing in the corner of his eyes. He smiled and said:

"This is really good news. I will tell your captain and friends about it, and I will also pray to the lady. Oh, and little Bunir, he will definitely be very happy."

"Why do you need to tell so many people and pray to a god when hiring a few necessary servants?"

Krens was stunned for two seconds before he reacted. He felt that Old Ted had misunderstood something, so he tentatively said:

"Where do you think you can find a suitable servant?"

"Servant? Aren't you getting married to Mei Weisi?"

Old Ted's smile gradually disappeared, replaced by his own surprise, Clence's dumbfounded look, and Archibald's mouth opened.

In a few seconds of silence, even the air became quiet. The two looked at each other at the same time, and then laughed in unison.

2 Fias Street.

Being late again, Krens walked into his office with his eyebrows raised. As usual, he chose to go to the cabinet filled with various coffee beans, preparing for a cup of refreshing coffee.

Then he sat down on the high-backed chair and picked up a few today's newspapers from the corner, flipping through them, but the letter placed in the middle was simply ignored by him.

Because the letter was signed by the current Secretary of the Interior, Dominic Jefferson.

!

This is a senior aristocrat, the most powerful supporter of the House of Lords, a leader of the Conservative Party, and most importantly, the political ally of Archduke Zafri, the powerful person in the aristocratic party, and the immediate boss of Kerens.

However, the relationship between the two was extremely bad, which was due to political leanings, personal emotions, and private resentment.

Clance glanced at the letter from the corner of his eye, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, forming a smile.

He could almost use his toes to think of the contents inside. It was nothing more than his attitude towards the Holy Light Church, as well as warnings and reprimands. It was not a compliment anyway.

"Fortunately, there is someone above me."

Krens cursed secretly and looked at the newspapers in his hand. His expression was relaxed at first, and then condensed.

Philip Swift, Speaker of the House of Commons, will elect distant members from workers, academics, businessmen, etc., to the middle class, a total of 40 members, who will represent all ordinary people of St. John's.

"Scholar, Worker".

Krensi whispered these two words.

He understood that this meant that the believers, or members, of the Church of Knowledge would become members of the Council, gaining certain benefits while checking and balancing the last beacon.

The night was completely removed, and within the St. John's Empire regime there were only himself and Sirius Evans, who appeared to be the Church of Knowledge but was secretly a believer in the night.

"This is really the beginning of change."

Kerens sighed and continued to move his eyes downward. He did not see any more important information, except the current situation of the war, the St. John Empire would try to retake the three border cities, and so on.

As soon as the newspaper in his hand fell on the table, there was a knock on the office room, and the sounds sounded urgent and panicked.

"Please come in".

Clence, who was momentarily confused, spoke without much thought. The visitors were Secretary Judith Whitman and Sheriff Gibran Russell.

"It's strange, their relationship seems to be very bad. Gibran didn't show his hand to him before, so how could they get together?"
Chapter completed!