Chapter 140: Spirit Channeling Result

Chapter 140: Spirit Channeling Result

After watching Miss Messenger leave, Klein glanced at the letter paper in his hand and once again considered the matter of West Balam.

He believed that he had to prepare for the possibility that Mr. Azik might not reply for the next month. In other words, when early July arrived, he might have to go to West Balam only with a few military personnel, without the protection of the former Death Consul. In that case, the shadow of the Rose School of Thought would always loom over his head.

“Two plans. If I determine the danger is extremely great, I will directly abandon the identity of Dawn Dantes. Otherwise, I must seriously consider the ‘client list’ and not place any force suspected of having ties to the Rose School of Thought within my range of contact… Mm, instead of that, it would be better to set the targets in advance and keep accidents controllable…

“The intelligence Danitz provided should come from Vice Admiral Iceberg. Among it, two native generals seem rather special… No matter what other forces are like, they are always marked as closer to Loen, Intis, Feysac, or Feynapotter, or as internally balanced between multiple factions with each having their own leaning. Only those two have annotations that do not mention any foreign country. They merely say that they receive support from the Numinous Episcopate…”

Klein reread the letter from the beginning and vaguely grasped something.

He preliminarily suspected that these two native generals had established connections with the Church of Knowledge. Edwina, by not marking them, was deliberately highlighting their special nature and telling Gehrman Sparrow that these were potential cooperation partners.

In this way, she did not need to worry that Danitz might leak information, because there was no information available to leak—only a hint.

“Mesanyes, Katami… The former received support from the royalist faction within the Numinous Episcopate. The latter secretly calls himself a descendant of Death… Heh. Even if that is true, he is a descendant separated by who knows how many generations. If he met Mr. Azik, what should he call him?”

Klein laughed once and casually shook the letter, burning it away.

Afterward, he enjoyed a refined afternoon tea in the half-open room with the large balcony until Butler Walter entered and lowered his voice.

“Sir, another police officer has come because of the Caron suicide case.”

The public clues in that matter still pointed toward Dawn Dantes. Therefore, even with Baron Syndras handling the follow-up, the police still had to visit from time to time. Otherwise, the newspaper reporters would surely accuse them of dereliction of duty.

As for the attack on Councilman Macht, since Dawn Dantes was only a relatively important witness, after his statement was recorded, he was no longer disturbed.

“Please invite them to the sitting room on the second floor facing the garden,” Klein said, placing the half-eaten light-cream sponge cake back onto its tray and drinking a mouthful of black tea.

As the employer, he did not need to worry about wasting the refreshments served during afternoon tea, because the remaining portions belonged to the footmen and maids. If he ate every bit clean every time, or requested that the household prepare only the exact right amount, his reputation for stinginess would spread among the servants in this neighborhood and enter the ears of ladies and gentlemen.

Walter’s expression did not change much as he replied, “They wish to invite you to the police station because today is the day Caron’s family identifies the suspect.

“They said they are very sorry, but this is a necessary procedure and cannot be omitted.”

Klein slowly stood and said, “I understand. Richardson, fetch my coat, hat, and cane.”

Since he had already jumped into the matter, he was quite willing to observe from the sidelines and see what exactly had happened to Caron and his family, and how events would shift…