I don't know if I was reciting it for the tens or hundreds of times, but suddenly a violent and violent wind blew in the dark and cold basement.

Tris's expression was numb, and he raised his head with a dull face, and then his round face was hit by the letter blown up by the strong wind.

His consciousness was interrupted.

…

When he woke up, the sunshine from the window was just right, there were light footsteps outside the corridor, and the wind coming from the street gradually took on the smell of people.

There's just something missing that I seem to have gotten used to.

Klein slowly sat up from the nostalgic bed, looked in the direction of the window sill, and once again realized the fact that Miss Alice had moved out of his room.

This was the second morning without the sound of the piano and good morning. Klein felt that he was fine, and there was nothing uncomfortable about it.

Thinking about it, Alice now has her own private space. Even if she wants to do something...play the piano or sing poems at midnight, there is obviously no need to intrude into his territory anymore. The changes she has now are naturally reasonable.

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Besides, her good morning just came at another time...

After Klein finished washing, he went to the living room downstairs. After greeting Melissa and Benson, who also needed to get up early to go out, he sat down and had breakfast peacefully.

When half a loaf of bread was eaten, he saw Alice, who had put on today's new clothes, walking down from the second floor. As she walked, the hem of the light grass-colored skirt bloomed from time to time with the delicate lace on the inside, making her look...

Light and graceful figure and slender beauty.

Every time I see her, she wears different clothes. Ha, woman... Klein muttered in his heart, but there was no abnormality on his face.

"Good morning, Klein." After she said good morning to him with a smile, she exchanged greetings with the other two Moretti brothers and sisters in a seemingly gentle and gentle voice, and then joined in the conversation about fruits and meat.

A common discussion about price.

Judging from her performance, she doesn't seem to be uncomfortable with this at all.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was harmonious and harmonious, just like many traditional Loen families. The topics jumped back and forth between the weather, the neighbors' interesting stories, and the curly-haired baboons, which quite tested the associative ability of the participants.

If a few days ago Klein would still feel awkward and embarrassed to join such a family-friendly environment, now he has obviously developed a thick skin. Even if Benson or Melissa occasionally express their attitudes,

He and Alice were completely regarded as a couple, and he could just ignore it without changing his expression, pretending that he didn't hear it.

It's only been a week, and people's adaptability is truly terrifying... Klein swallowed the bread in his mouth with emotion.

But if you think about it carefully, the changes that happened to him this week can be said to be earth-shaking.

Becoming an extraordinary person, he learned a lot of occult knowledge that he had never heard of before. Through acting, he began to digest some of the power of magic potions, and mastered more extraordinary abilities belonging to the "divineer"...

More importantly, through his conversation with Alice yesterday, Klein not only initially let go of his estrangement towards her, but even got some inspiration from last night's dream.

The result of his divination and Alice's answer point to two completely different results.

However, the spiritual feedback he got from last night's dream suddenly made him realize that how to interpret the divination results is also a part of what a diviner should think deeply about.

Different interpretations point to different results, but the truth may not be the same as what the querent guessed. The querent still needs to be cautious and make a choice based on his or her own judgment.

You can’t rely on divination for everything!

After summarizing the spiritual revelation given by the dream after waking up, Klein could clearly feel that the potion in his body was showing signs of digestion, which made him surprised and happy.

But now I am not playing the role of a fortune teller...could it be said that the acting in the acting method does not stick to the formality? As long as the behavior is in line with the core focus of the path, it will help people control the power contained in the potion?

He shook his head, throwing away these too profound and temporarily unsubstantiated speculations. He stood up and went to the coat rack, put on his formal coat, turned to his family and said goodbye to Miss Alice who was looking at him.

Then I walked out of the house and embraced a new day of life.

——Before leaving completely, he took a special look in the mailbox: Very good, there are no strange letters.
Chapter completed!