"Kill me." Klein replied without hesitation.

Don’t you know sweets can relieve stress? You devil!

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Klein was holding a rather dull, simple-style feather pen in his hand and writing quickly. He only had one minute.

The story written by "0-08" Alsuhod will definitely be played out.

[George III plans to use this speech to fish out all the enemies who want to destroy his ritual, but if everything goes well and no accidents happen, he will also take the opportunity to take the magic potion, reveal his trump card, and attack the level of the gods.

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[After all, there are too many unknowns in the future, and there is no guarantee. Moreover, his current preparations are complete and appropriate enough. 】

"This is a very reasonable development."

After signing the last sentence, Klein no longer maintained this false historical projection. He took a breath. He had more spirituality than expected. No, the consumption of 0-08 should not be too great. I might even be able to hold on a little longer.

"But it's too tiring to do this, and it consumes a lot of money, but it's acceptable." After staring for a while, Klein folded the paper and stuffed it into his pocket, "I hope it will be useful."

He could not write and arrange the direct fall of George III, which would definitely attract the attention of Amon and his brother.

"It's really bad that I have to buy ice cream for Will Asceptin. Backlund is too dangerous now, otherwise." Klein then shook his head: "Be honest."

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Backlund, Saturday, December 3, 1350.

The sky was gray and foggy, and both the weather and the situation were depressing and breathless.

Haze days are a common sight in Backlund in late winter. Although this year's weather is not as thick as last year's haze and pungent smell, the harsh factors accumulated in the past as well as the geographical environment and climate characteristics determine that Backlund's environmental management will not be overnight. Great results can be achieved within a short period of time.

Similar situations are bound to exist for a long time.

"A total of 9 pounds, Mr. Mora." The waiter bowed at the front desk and said.

"Charge it in Earl Hall's account." Zhongli picked up the scented hot towel and wiped his hands, "The price has increased again?"

"Well, vegetables have gone up by one-fifth, meat has gone up by one-sixth, and wheat has gone up by a quarter." The waiter took out a receipt and put it on the table: "Please sign it."

"Miss Lucia hasn't come to work yet?" Zhongli asked.

"Her brother was killed in battle, and I'm afraid he won't be able to come to work during this period." The waiter hesitated and said, "We have another new pastry chef."

Zhongli was silent for a moment and said, "Next time."

Nightingale Tavern

Elsa is cleaning up her books. During this time, business is sluggish and her boss doesn't allow layoffs.

This store has been in deficit for two weeks, and the war on the front line is becoming more and more urgent. Originally, as Mr. Delen's direct subordinate, she was supposed to participate in some special operations.

But since Mr. Delen came back that day, his attitude towards the boss has become more and more respectful, which can even be described as humble.

"No one came to spend money for two weeks in a row."

A strange yet familiar voice sounded.

"Ah?!" Elsa tensed up and then gradually relaxed. She took a breath and said, "Yes, there are no guests during this time."

"You are back from the Southern Continent."

bang bang bang bang

"What are these?"

Elsa saw the boss who suddenly appeared pouring out many gold coins and gold jewelry from a bag that looked like a magical item, and there were also some gems in it.

"The kind members of the Rose School donated the materials. We are all good people."

Su Lin put away the storage bag and ordered: "Save part of it for daily maintenance, and donate the rest to Dawn Dantes' charity foundation for me."

"Where are those male employees?"

He looked at the financial details on the table and found that a few names were missing.

"They were drafted and went to war." Elsa sighed, and she saw Su Lin walking outside: "Are you looking for Mr. Delenn? He is attending the King's recruitment speech in Memorial Day Square today."

"It's okay, I came back just to listen to the King's speech." Su Lin waved his hands and said without looking back.

When he came to the street, Su Lin walked forward silently with the flow of people. More and more people came out of the alley, from the house, and from the street where he was.

These people may be wearing formal attire, holding a cane, dressed as gentlemen, or wearing dark skirts, sweaters, jackets and trousers.

They are like drops of water gathering into a dark-colored stream, which intertwines into a majestic torrent at the entrance of the square.

The torrent surged slowly and flooded the square.

Su Lin looked around, his eyes sweeping over the faces of these people.

Numbness, sadness, pain, anger…

There was a different feeling in his heart. He was like a bystander and a participant. He could leave at the touch of a finger and escape at any time. The roots of these people were here.

Su Lin calmly walked through the gap in the crowd and came to the center of the square. He looked at the center of the high platform, where the king in ceremonial clothes came out from behind the scenes and was about to start his speech.

Zhongli was invited by Earl Hall and a group of nobles to come to the high platform not far away to watch King George III's speech at close range. He looked down and his eyes met Su Lin's.

On the gray-white stone pillar in the center of the square, a loudspeaker with dark blue oil paint connected to the cable made a rustling sound, which turned into a deep voice after a moment:

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am your emperor, George Augustus III, ruler of Loen, East Balam, and the Rhoad Islands."

Audrey turned back, and the figure of Mr. Pope had disappeared at some point. She looked forward again, where George III was giving an emotional speech.

Undercurrents have begun to surge, and judgment is coming.
Chapter completed!