Chapter 56: Secret Passage

Chapter 56: Secret Passage

“It is nothing.” Klein smiled gently.

On the surface, he seemed to have perceived nothing. In truth, his thoughts were turning rapidly, considering what exactly the instantaneous change just now represented.

Previously, those internal caretakers all used the nearby staircase to go upstairs. It can be preliminarily determined that they live up there, matching the place where the change just appeared… The internal caretakers’ states are not quite right, so the probability of them losing control is higher than that of ordinary Beyonders. Would they suddenly flare up with malice and evil thoughts?

And that was then forcefully suppressed or soothed by the sealing core behind Chanis Gate, deep underground?

If that is true, there are two possibilities. First, the sealing core behind Chanis Gate can sense all abnormal changes within Saint Samuel Cathedral and respond instinctively. Second, during their long years of duty, the internal caretakers have been continually eroded by the core’s power and, to some degree, have become a part of it—or have carried the corresponding special trait. Once they undergo an abnormal change, the main body immediately intervenes.

If it is the former, that means when I knock out an internal caretaker to impersonate him, the sealing core behind Chanis Gate may detect it and create a change like earlier, causing the operation to fail just as it begins. If it is the latter, then when entering Chanis Gate, the internal caretaker I impersonate will inevitably be rejected…

I must first understand the true cause before devising a targeted solution…

Stealing sealed artifacts from inside the Churches really is difficult. No wonder almost no one is willing to do it…

While thoughts surged within Klein, he outwardly listened attentively to Bishop Elektra describe Saint Samuel’s life and the letters he had left behind. Only when the time was about right did he politely take his leave.

Upon returning to 160 Böklund Street, he had just handed his hat and cane to Richardson when he saw his butler coming forward.

“Sir, do you intend to host a ball or dinner next weekend and invite the neighbors nearby?” Walter did not use a tone of suggestion, as though he were merely asking a simple question.

However, Klein knew very well that since the butler had raised the matter, it meant the time had come to do so.

He nodded lightly.

“Saturday night, then. A ball.

“I will have to trouble you and Taneja to make preparations in advance.

“Does the household still have enough money?”

When he asked the final question, Klein turned his head toward the housekeeper.

Taneja nodded with serious propriety.

“Enough.

“The various alcoholic beverages in your cellar are already sufficient to handle several banquets.”

When he had moved into 160 Böklund Street, Klein had given her 1,000 pounds in cash for household expenses. Judging from the present situation, even if they had to replenish fine wines, tea leaves, coffee beans, and other items, it would certainly not be used up within a month.

The pound is still quite strong…

Klein nodded and said with a smile, “For the first occasion, do not open wines that are too expensive. Loen custom values subtlety.”

“Yes, sir.” Although Walter knew perfectly well how to arrange a ball, he still listened very seriously to his employer’s instructions.

After a pause, he changed the topic.

“There are only two things you need to do. First, with our assistance, draw up the guest list and prepare a short greeting for each person, appropriate to their identity and experience. Second, order another set of formal evening dress for the ball.”

How troublesome…

While inwardly sighing and grumbling, Klein gave a slight nod.

“No problem.”

When I greet Hazel, can I say, The sewers here are cleaner than the squares of the Southern Continent?

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Deep into the quiet night, the crimson moon hung high in the sky. Backlund, with much of its smog thinned, revealed a tranquil…