Klein walked towards the potion rest area, the closer he got to the rest area, the closer he found the spiritual connection between himself and Lance.

"Is this guy Lance in the potion area? This guy just came back and went to be a dog licking again?"

As soon as he walked into the lounge area, Klein saw Lance sitting on the bar in the lounge area, talking to Marianne.

"Your eyes are so beautiful, but mine is even more beautiful, Miss Marianne, do you know why?"

"Why?"

"Because I have you in my eyes."

Lance, this guy, could finally say the earthy love words he wrote to Marian without any scruples.

"My heartbroken! Get out of the way, don't hinder me from wiping the table." Marian said coldly.

At this time, Klein came over, took out a token and placed it on the table, looked at Lance, and then looked at Lance.

"Maryan, I'll renew the room fee."

Marian put away the tokens and injected new magic into Klein's executor's mark.

"Okay."

Seeing that Marian did not target him, Klein nodded.

He looked at Lance with a smile. He was going to continue playing with Lance here to confirm the rumors that the two were in disagreement.

"Isn't this Mr. Allen? Why, I can't catch up with Lilith, and I turn to Miss Marian again. You really have a wide range of hobbies!"

Competing against Klein is the tone set before, and Lance naturally knows what to do.

"Klein community, right? You don't need to target me so much. I only admire Miss Lilith for the warriors.

True love for Marianne! Do you understand what true love is? People like you definitely don’t understand it.”

Marian listened to the two of them and smiled without interrupting. The expression seemed to be saying, please start your performance.

The two of them laughed at each other, except for not swearing, they basically said everything they should say.

At this moment, Marian suddenly lowered her body, and the waves in her chest squeezed on the table. The scale was really amazing. Klein couldn't help but glance at it for two more times, and Lance's eyes were even straightened.

Marian glanced at the two of them and whispered.

"What are you two playing here?"

Lance and Klein's pupils contracted at the same time. What happened?

Lance covered his head, turned his face, looked at Klein, and said in a lip.

"She seems to know? What should I do?"

Klein said in a lip-sync.

"How do I know? How did you act? You must have been exposed."

Klein looked up and looked at Marianne.

"Maryan, I don't know what you're talking about?"

Marian looked at Lance first, smiled disdainfully, and then looked at Klein.

"Is there a bad luck watch in your trophy? I think you shouldn't throw away a more practical magic weapon, right?"

Klein narrowed his eyes, nodded, and took out the Doom clock from his ring.

"Is there anything wrong with this bad luck watch?"

Klein had carefully checked this Doom clock before, but found nothing special.

Instead of answering Klein's question, Marian took out the same clock.

"This is called the lucky clock, and it is a pair with the bad clock."

Klein had a bad premonition, and he seemed to have overlooked something.

Marian said again.

"Klein, remember our conversation last time you came to me?"

"dialogue?"

Klein carefully recalled the scene at that time.

At that time, Marian said that Lance would not die. Everyone would think that she was unwilling to admit Lance's death, and even Klein was no exception.

But if Marian was sure that Lance was not dead at that time, then what she said before was another meaning.

"Maryan, you?"

At this time, a pharmacist came and interrupted the conversation between the three. The pharmacist placed 45 Thiel on the table.

"Give me a glass of tequila."

"Okay, wait."

Marian stood up straight again, skillfully making agave for the other party, with a calm expression and no emotional fluctuations were seen.

It seems that Marian did not expose the two of them.

After confirming that the pharmacist had walked away, Marian lowered her body again, and the feeling of oppression that appeared again made Klein's mouth unable to help but thrust.

Marian placed the lucky clock in front of Reims.

"In the lucky clock, there is a ray of soul power of Lance as the driving force. If Lance dies, the lucky clock will stop.

And the bad luck watch is a trace of my soul. If I die, the bad luck watch will stop. Do you understand? Brother Klein."

Klein was silent for a while, which means that Marian's watch could tell whether Lance was dead or not, but that part of himself was Marian's.

Didn’t you say there is no relationship? Why did you still get a token of love?

Klein stared at Lance with a bad look. At this time, it seemed that he could not hide it.

"Why don't you say such an important thing?"

Lance was a little innocently spreading his hands.

"I don't know at all. She gave me this thing, right. I thought it was just an ordinary magic weapon..."

Marian shook her head again.

"Klein, do you think it's really a reason for the lucky clock? Look at his appearance.

Even if I don’t have a lucky clock, I may not be able to discover it at the first time, but as long as I contact it a few more times, I will still know his identity.”

Klein frowned.

"Why?"

"Because of his eyes and his inadvertent small actions are enough to show his identity."

He also discovered this problem when he first came to this world.

Klein nodded. Just as he was about to take back the Doom watch, Lance took the watch back first.

"What do you think of me? This watch is mine!"

Klein reached out halfway and put it down. Okay, nowadays, everyone in the bottle has known to resist.

Marian stood up again, and made a cup of tequila for Klein and Lance, and pushed it in front of the two.

"The only person who knows him most is President Esmond, except me.

So, if you don't want Lance to be exposed, try to make him change his eyes and habits before contacting President Esmond.

I'll treat these two cups."

Klein nodded. These details were indeed neglected.

"Thank you, Marian."

Marian shook her head.

"I am the one who should thank you. Thank you, Klein, for not all of his affairs.

Our relationship ended before it even began, but you gave him a new life.

So, thank you for saving him, thank you for bringing him back, and letting us really start.”

Klein was a little embarrassed to be said.

"Uh, you're welcome! I often do good deeds."

Lance, who had not spoken on the side, was interrupted by Marianne just as he was about to speak.

"Shut up and don't talk."

"Oh!" Lance lowered his head again.

Marian looked at Klein again.

"Okay, if you continue to stay here, it will arouse others' suspicion. You can leave. The next time is the time for us."

Klein was stunned. Are you so quick? Fortunately, I was not a single person, otherwise I would have been dragged in and killed.
To be continued...