With a thoughtful bow, Klein said:
"Thank you for your answer."
Wil. Ansaitt turned his head and looked at the side.
Klein reminded him:
"I know 'The Profaner' Ammon has arrived in Backlund, of course, most likely as an avatar."
Wil. Ansaitt was stunned for a moment before laughing and saying:
"For you, this is bad, but for me, it's very good. Ammon and that stupid serpent, Ulorius, are absolute enemies. He hates the 'True Creator' and always wants to pull him down from his seat. Ulorius, on the other hand, is loyal to that evil god."
After saying this, the black baby carriage retreated back into the shadow in the mirror, everything returned to normal.
Ammon hates the "True Creator"? I am increasingly convinced that he was a participant of the ancient sun deity's division… the black infant at the center of the storm angels, pure white angels, and wise angels…
Klein took a deep breath and walked two steps forward, turning on the tap to wash his hands.
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Later in the evening, inside the East Biron Veteran’s Club.
Klein did not immediately see Colonel Garvin with his mule face. After placing the leather box containing 10,000 gold pound bills into the heavy safe, he followed Senator Macht and enjoyed the gourmet food provided by this top-class club.
The main focus was on South Continent specialties: cheese bread made from cassava flour, ice cream drizzled with purple flower raspberry juice, seafood stew flavored with coconut milk and palm oil, beef intestines cooked with pepper, tomato, and onion, Haggati iron rod skewers, Pars Valley mixed soup, and fried cutlets.
The ingredients were very high-end, the taste pure South Continent style. Klein was satisfied. If he didn't care about his image, a bite of Haggati iron rod skewer followed by a spoonful of purple flower raspberry ice cream would be incredibly satisfying...
Sure enough, I prefer heavier flavors... Today's most satisfactory part was that pre-dinner drink. Had Senator Macht not mentioned it casually, I would have thought it was just a light-tasting juice... The golden liquid had two slices of lemon immersed in it, with a few pieces of crushed ice, sweet and slightly sour without any alcohol taste, refreshing and cooling, taking away the body's heat...
After putting the napkin back into the plate, Klein reflected on his previous enjoyment.
At this moment, Senator Macht returned from the washroom. Smiling, he bent down to whisper in Dwayne D'ontes' ear:
"That room."
"Alright." Klein stood up and went first to the room with the safe, taking out the small leather box containing 10,000 gold pound bills before heading to the living room where they had met Colonel Garvin.
The man with a mule face was already waiting there. He glanced at Dwayne D'ontes's small leather box and stood up smilingly:
"You are indeed an active gentleman.
"I really appreciate this work ethic."
He extended his right hand and shook hands with the balding Dwayne D'ontes.
Klein promptly handed the small leather box to him, smiled modestly saying:
"As a businessman, if I don't seize good earning opportunities decisively and swiftly, it would mean I'm not suited for this profession."