Chapter 44: Preparations in Advance

Chapter 44: Preparations in Advance

With afternoon tea canceled, Klein temporarily decided to go to Saint Samuel Cathedral and pray, so as to display his piety.

Of course, he did not forget to stop and admire the white pigeons in the square, making himself appear leisurely and composed.

Entering the cathedral and passing beneath the murals illuminated by sunlight from high above, Klein arrived at the dim, profound grand prayer hall.

Unlike other Churches, this place was not lavishly decorated, brilliant, or visually overwhelming. Instead, it was soft and peaceful, making people feel serenity from the depths of their hearts. Yet at the very front, the pure radiance like countless shining stars gave the place a strong sense of sacred majesty.

Klein removed his hat and handed it, together with his cane, to his personal valet Richardson. Then he walked forward along the aisle.

At that moment, two figures rose from the front rows and turned toward the exit. One of them had black hair and green eyes, moved with carefree ease, and had an unruly hairstyle. It was none other than Leonard Mitchell.

Almost simultaneously, Leonard Mitchell also saw the middle-aged gentleman with graying temples and deep blue eyes.

Dawn Dantes… His mind instantly tightened, and his body showed an almost imperceptible stiffness.

Klein looked at Leonard and nodded with a smile, his expression friendly and his manner casual.

…Leonard squeezed out a faint smile and nodded somewhat stiffly.

Then he turned sideways, yielding the path, and brushed past Dawn Dantes.

This allowed Klein to clearly see who stood behind him. It was also an acquaintance: Daly, dressed in the black robe of a Spirit Medium.

This lady still wore blue eyeshadow and blush, giving her an uncanny, bewitching beauty.

Daly glanced at the middle-aged gentleman passing by. Her expression suddenly became absent for an instant, then she withdrew her gaze and silently approached the exit.

No way. I only imitated the profound feeling in Captain’s eyes a little. The color is not even the same. Madam Daly can sense something familiar from that? A woman’s intuition is terrifying…

Klein noticed Daly’s brief abnormality and gained a faint guess.

A long time ago, in his straight-man understanding, Madam Daly had clearly held hidden feelings for the Captain. Otherwise, she would not have taken the risk of coming to Tingen and asking Klein to find a chance to teach Dunn Smith the acting method.

As for the Captain’s attitude in this regard, Klein had no way to be certain. After all, at that time, Dunn Smith often struggled to distinguish between reality and dreams, and his memory problems were severe. Perhaps without realizing it, he had forgotten certain things buried in his heart.

However, the Captain had indeed often mentioned Madam Daly, always using her as an example to educate us—how many years she took to advance, what kind of talent she had. He was so familiar with those things that he seemed able to recite them by memory. That was somewhat contradictory to his poor memory at the time… Mm, when the Captain spoke of these things, he would occasionally add that he himself had spent a full nine years going from Midnight Poet to Nightmare… Did he, when facing Madam Daly, feel a little inferior… Inferior…

As Klein remembered the past, his mood suddenly sank.

He realized that he truly did not understand Dunn Smith as well as he had thought. He did not know how many things that man had hidden in his heart.

And Madam Daly was many years younger than him, while behaving so openly and appearing not to care about marriage…

Klein let out a silent sigh, withdrew his thoughts, found a seat near the side, lowered his head, and closed his eyes in prayer.

Outside the grand prayer hall, Leonard had already adjusted himself. Together with Daly, he rejoined the members of his Red Gloves team.

After they waited for a while, Soest, now a Spirit Shaman, came from the other side. He looked around…