Chapter 166 Examination

The wind blowing from the ground was eerily cool, and Klein felt somewhat relieved from his nervous tension.

finally come……

As long as I pass this level, at least for half a year, I don't need to worry about similar things...

Once I am promoted to Sequence 8 and become a so-called "clown", I will be able to have real combat ability. With the help of divination and the guarantee of the "Sun Flame Charm", even if I encounter a relatively large danger, I still have a lot of hope to survive it. ...

In order to wait for the inspection by the Holy Church, I didn't even take out the 300 pounds that Miss "Justice" deposited into the unregistered account, so as not to be "audited" and find out financial problems, and be convicted of a huge amount of property with unknown sources...

...

Just when Klein's various thoughts flashed uncontrollably, Dunn Smith straightened the collar of his shirt and said in a low voice:

"The person in charge of this inspection is Crestel Sesima, one of the nine senior deacons of the Nighthawks. The Holy Church attaches great importance to you."

"Senior Deacon?" Klein blurted out in astonishment.

The thirteen archbishops and nine senior deacons are the top leaders of the church in the usual sense, and it is said that there are many high-sequence powerhouses among them!

These twenty-two gentlemen and ladies are completely equal in terms of status, they only follow the oracle of the goddess of the night, and they are only responsible to the Pope.

Dunn took a breath of the cool wind from the ground, nodded slightly and said:

"Yes, a high-level deacon, but you don't need to be nervous. Crestel only has Sequence 5, and has not stepped into the level of 'half-god, half-human'. There is no need to be too afraid and fearful."

"Well, his title in the entire extraordinary world is 'Goddess Sword', because he has been recognized by a sacred object, and his combat power will not be inferior to that of the newly promoted Sequence 4."

"I've talked to him just now, and his attitude is very kind."

The captain's subtext is that he only said what should be said, and didn't say what should not be said, so that I don't have to be nervous and follow the predetermined plan... Klein nodded thoughtfully and asked, "Where should I go to see this?" A senior deacon?"

"The alchemy room for mixing potions." Dunn replied simply and directly, a trace of sadness flashed across his face.

An alchemy room for mixing potions? Is it the laboratory where Old Neil prepared the "Seer" potion? Klein exhaled slowly, and returned to the Nighthawks entertainment room.

He took his coat off the coat rack.

He put on the black thin windbreaker, put his hands in his pockets, went down step by step along the winding stairs that went deep into the ground, and turned left at the intersection.

Soon, Klein saw secret doors illuminated by elegant gas lamps, and saw that the long tables inside had been moved away to make room for the central part.

There are two classical high-back chairs placed there, they stand opposite each other, less than one meter apart.

The one facing the door was sitting a man in his thirties wearing a black windbreaker and a white shirt.

His golden brown hair was shaved very short, his dark green eyes were like a moonless lake in the middle of the night, and the collar of his shirt and windbreaker stood up high, hiding his entire chin in the shadow.

"Hello, Your Excellency Sesima." Klein bowed and saluted.

Crestel Sesima rested her right leg on top of her left leg, leaned back leisurely on the back of the chair, and said with a slight smile:

"Hello, Klein, you can sit there."

He pointed to the high-backed chair opposite.

At his feet, there was a suitcase made of silver and white metal, which was similar in size, length and width to a violin case.

This can hold a sword that isn't too long... Klein stepped forward and sat in his own seat.

Crestel bent his right index finger, pressed it against his nostril, pondered for a few seconds and said:

"I'm going to test your mastery of potions first, is there any problem?"

"No." Klein shook his head confidently.

"Very confident." Crestel laughed, and then maintained the posture just now, just quietly staring at the other side.

Klein suddenly felt the light of the surrounding gas lamps disappear, and he was swallowed by the thick darkness.

He suddenly became very tired, as if it was time for sleep marked by the biological clock.

However, his spirit was highly tense and it was difficult to relax, just like the usual situation where he was too tired to fall asleep peacefully.

The quiet "night" permeated the surroundings. Klein heard the ticking sound of the unscrewed tap, the voices of the Blackthorn Security Company, and the sound of the wind blowing through the stairs.

Other than that, he didn't see anything he shouldn't see, and he didn't hear anything he shouldn't hear.

"Very good." Crestel's magnetic voice dispelled the darkness, allowing the light of gas lamps inside and outside the alchemy room to reappear in Klein's eyes.

Klein was suddenly relieved from the heavy exhaustion, and regained the vigor he had just now.

It affected me unconsciously... Is this the level of Sequence 5? This is the terror of the senior deacon? He recalled what happened just now with a little fear.

Creste Sesima clasped her hands on her knees and shrank a little, so that her lips were blocked by the high neckline:

"You passed the test, and your mastery of potions has reached above the level of excellence."

"Next, I want to observe whether there are hidden dangers in your body and mind, whether the spirit left by the potion has unknowingly changed your personality and left problems."

"You have three minutes to adjust your state."

Klein immediately nodded and said:

"OK."

He secretly took a breath, let himself slowly enter the state of meditation, and got rid of all kinds of bad thoughts.

Crestel didn't speak again, took out a silver pocket watch from the inside of the black windbreaker, and snapped it open.

Then, he watched intently as the second hand ticked away.

Three minutes later, Crestel closed his pocket watch with a snap, and said with a smile:

"I started singing."

chant? Klein showed a puzzled expression.

Before he could speak, Krestai hummed a melodious melody.

The melody echoed in the alchemy room, gradually losing its coordination and no longer in tune.

squeak! ah! prick! Klein seemed to hear the sound of fingernails scratching the blackboard, the sound of plastic foam rubbing against each other, the sound of an electric drill tapping, and all kinds of noises that drove him crazy.

The noise became more and more chaotic, which made him feel a violent desire to vent and destroy.

However, Klein, who was often tested by crazy ravings and terrifying screams, quickly suppressed all kinds of impulses.

He is also appropriately a little restless, a little tense, a little upset and a little restless.

A state that is too perfect is a problem!

At some point, Crestel Sesima stopped singing, the noise in the alchemy room disappeared, and the tranquility and silence of the underground flooded in again.

It's nice to be quiet! Klein sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"Very good, very good. There are no hidden dangers in your body and mind. Of course, it is a normal reaction for you to want to beat me up and gag my mouth." Crestel's lips were raised up His collar blocked it, so people could only judge his emotions from his tone of voice.

"No, I dare not." Klein admitted honestly.

Crestel smiled and said:

"Congratulations, you passed all the tests, and the question-and-answer session will follow."

His dark green eyes suddenly became deeper, and his eyes were so deep that he seemed to be able to see through the body and see the soul.

"Excuse me." Klein straightened his back.

Krestai kept the same posture just now, and asked casually:

"You said that the experience of the divination club allowed you to quickly master the potion?"

"Yes." Klein replied very frankly, but did not go into further description.

Crestel nodded slightly and said:

"You said it was inspired by the 'Secret Peer' adage and Daly's case?"

"Hmm." Klein affirmed first, then changed the subject and explained in detail, "I know from a teammate of the 'Secret Peer' that the probability of losing control of any 'Secret Peeper' who abides by the motto is much lower than Normal value, after that, I heard a sentence that Ms. Daly once said, she said that she wants to be a real 'psychic', and she is a genius who will be promoted to Sequence Seven within two years."

"Combining these two situations, I think I can try it out, be a real 'Seer', and summarize and refine the 'Seer's Rules'. Well, the effect of the attempt is much better than I expected, and I quickly mastered it. After taking the potion, Your Excellency Sesima, I don’t know if you have a similar experience, when you really master the potion, you will have a special and wonderful feeling..." Klein described his own experience, vaguely and not clearly enough Explains the "acting method".

In his previous life, he would have been nervous and blushed when he said so many half-truths in front of such a powerful Nighthawk, but since he crossed over to this world, he has told too many lies, and he has long been used to things like things, performed flawlessly.

The deepness in Crestel's dark green eyes disappeared, and his eyes returned to their original appearance. He chuckled and said:

"Don't worry, this is not an illusion."

From his answer, Klein didn't notice doubts and scrutiny, and he quietly relaxed a little.

"Dunn confirmed your experience. I think you are indeed a genius with clear logic and intuition." Crestel praised, and then asked, "Have you shared these experiences with your teammates?"

"Of course." Klein admitted frankly, "I hope to help them reduce the probability of losing control. We are teammates and companions who must face danger together. I can't think of any reason to hide it. For this reason, I didn't tell the civilian staff .”

Crestel lowered her right leg and sat up straight, revealing her thinner lips from the shadow of the vertical neckline.

The corner of his mouth turned up and said:

"Although you have joined the Nighthawks team for less than two months, I think you know your companions better than many people."

"Well, I plan to share some experience with you, but according to the regulations of the temple, you must swear to the goddess, and you cannot tell the content of our conversation to people who don't know these things."

"No problem?"

Passed the test? Klein was overjoyed, and nodded without hesitation:

"no problem!"

Although I can no longer teach others the "acting method" directly, I can still do it indirectly through Miss "Justice" and Mr. "The Hanged Man"!