The Lord Of The Mysteries

The Chapter 166

There was a cold wind blowing from the basement, giving a hint of relief to Klein's tense emotions.

It's finally here.

After I passed this stage, I need not worry about being examined like this for at least half a year …

Once I advance to Sequence 8 and become the so-called "Steady", I will have actual combat power. With the help of my divination and Burning Sun Spell as backup, I will have a chance to survive an even more dangerous situation…

Since I was waiting for the examination of the Sacred Cathedral, I did not even dare to withdraw the three hundred pounds that Miss Justice transferred to the anonymous account. Just in case they audit my financial situation and find out that I have a large sum of money from an unknown source…

…

Just as Klein's thoughts flashed through his mind uncontrollably, Dunn Smith tidied up his sleeves and said in a low voice, "The person in charge of the examination was one of the nine high-level deacons of the Nighthawks, Crestet Cesimir. The Holy Cathedral is very important to you."

"High-ranking agent?" Klein exclaimed in shock.

In general, thirteen archbishops and nine high-ranking deacons constitute the upper echelons of the church. It is said that there is no shortage of High Order Beyonder among them!

Twenty-two women and men were all the same in terms of their rankings. They only follow the orders of the Goddess Overnight, and they are only accountable to the Pope.

Dunn inhaled a cold wind from the basement before nodding softly.

"Yes, he's a high-level deacon. But you don't have to be nervous. Crestet was only Sequence 5 and had yet to enter a demigod state. You don't have to be too scared or respectful.

"Oh, her title in the world of Beyonder is 'The Sword Goddess.' Because he possessed a holy object, his combat power was similar to the newly developed Sequence 4 Beyonder.

"i just talked to him. He's very friendly."

If I read the implied, the Captain told me that he was just saying what was necessary. He didn't want me to be nervous and walk as planned. Klein nodded as he thought and asked, "Where should I meet a high-level deacon?"

"The alchemy room where we concocted potions," Dunn replied simply, as a hint of gloom flashed across his face.

The alchemy room where we made potions? The lab where Old Neil made my seer potion? Klein slowly sighed and returned to the Nighthawks recreation room and retrieved his outer clothes from the clothes rack.

He put on a black jacket, put his hand in his pocket, and walked down the winding stairs that were connected to the basement. Then, he turned left at the intersection.

Very quickly, Klein saw a secret door under the light of an elegant gas lamp lined up on the wall. He saw the long table in the room had been moved to the side to open a large space in the middle of the room.

There are two classic high-back chairs facing each other at a distance of less than a meter in between.

There was a man in his thirties who was wearing a black jacket and a white shirt sitting on a chair facing the door.

Her golden brown hair was cut very short, and her blackish green eyes were pitch-black like a forest in a moonless night. His shirt collar and jacket were fitted, and his entire chin was hidden in the shadows.

"Hello, Your Majesty." Klein bent.

Crestet Cesimir crossed his right leg over his left leg as he casually leaned back into his chair. He smiled and replied, "Hello, Klein. You can sit there."

He pointed at the back seat high opposite him.

Next to his feet was a suitcase made of silver. It was roughly the size of a violin box.

It could carry a sword of an appropriate length. Klein walked forward and sat in his predetermined seat.

Crestet placed her right index finger on her upper lip while thinking for a few seconds.

"I plan to check first how well you master your potion. That's not a problem, is it?"

"Absolutely not." Klein shook his head with great confidence.

"Very confident." Crestet smiled but maintained her previous posture. All he did was pay close attention to Klein.

Klein suddenly felt the light from the surrounding gas lamps disappear, as if it was swallowed up by a dense darkness.

He suddenly became tired, as if his biological clock had shown time to sleep.

But, his mind was extremely tense, making it impossible to relax. It was just like when he couldn't sleep well from being too tired.

"A silent "night" filled his surroundings as Klein heard the sound of water droplets from the tap not closing properly. Then, he heard the conversation at the Blackthorn Security Company and the movement of the wind blowing through the stairs.

Moreover, he did not see anything that he should not have seen, nor did he hear a voice that he should not have been able to hear.

"It's so good." The hypnotic sound of Crestet dissipated the darkness, and the light from the gas lamps inside and outside the alchemy room entered Klein's gaze again.

Klein suddenly eliminated his fatigue and returned to his previous energetic self.

He influenced me without me noticing..Is that what the Sequence 5 Beyonder is capable of? This is the horror of high-ranking deacons? He remembered what had happened and felt a little frightened.

Crestet Cesimir clasped his hand and placed it on his knee. He leaned over slightly, and his lips were blocked by his collar.

"I need to observe to see if there is any hidden danger in your mind, to make sure that the remaining potion spirits do not change your character subconsciously or leave some trouble.

"You have three minutes to prepare."

Klein immediately nodded and said, "Alright."

He silently took a breath and allowed himself to enter the Cogitation to dispel the various negative thoughts.

Crestet doesn't speak anymore. He took out a silver pocket watch from the pocket in his black jacket and opened it.

Then, he attentively noticed the movement of the second hand.

Three minutes later, Crestet closed her pocket watch and said with a smile, "i'll start singing."

A chant? Klein put on a confused expression.

Before Klein could answer, Crestet began to hum a beautiful melody.

Melodies echoed in the alchemy room and gradually lost their harmonies and became out of tune.

Squeak! Scrap! The spirit! Klein heard sounds such as chalkboard friction with nails, bubble wrap sound rubbing against each other, electric drill drilled, and various other disturbing sounds.

The voices intensified and turned increasingly chaotic. They made him want to vent his frustration and cause destruction.

But Klein, who often experienced crazy ramblings and scary screams, held back his urge very quickly.

He showed annoyance, tension, frustration, and insecurity at the right time.

Being in too perfect a situation would be a problem!

It is not known when Crestet Cesimir stopped singing. The voices in the alchemy room disappeared and the room was filled with calmness and silence.

Silence must be great! Klein exclaimed in his head.

"Good, very good. There are no latent problems in your soul. Of course, if you want to hit me or clog my mouth with something, that's normal." Crestet's mouth was blocked by her collar so Klein could only determine her emotions through her tone.

"No, I wouldn't dare" Klein admitted honestly.

Crestet smiled and said, "Congratulations, you've passed all the tests. Now it's time for the question and answer session."

His green eyes suddenly darkened. His gaze was deep, as if he could see through the flesh, and gaze directly at the spirit.

"Please," Klein replied, sitting up straight.

Crestet maintained his previous posture and casually asked, "You're saying that your experience in the Divination Club allows you to master potions quickly?"

"Yes" Klein replied bluntly but did not elaborate.

Crestet slightly nodded and said, "And you say that your inspiration comes from the Mystery Pryers proverb as well as Daly's example?"

"Yes." Yeah." Klein confirmed this first before explaining in detail, "I learned from one of my teammates who was a Mystery Pryer that those who obeyed the saying from Mystery Pryer had a lower chance of losing control than usual. After that, I heard that Madam Daly once said that she wanted to become a true Spirit Medium and she was a genius who leveled up to Order 7 within two years.

"After paying attention to those two situations, I thought I could give it a try, I attempted to become a true Diviner and outlined some principles for a Seer. The results were better than I expected. I mastered the potion very quickly. Your Highness, I'm not sure if you've had a similar experience. When I fully mastered the potion, there was a very special feeling, very magic ..." Klein described his experience as if he only vaguely understood "the method of acting."

A man like him when he was on earth would be nervous and ashamed to speak so many lies before such a powerful Nighthawk. But ever since he moved into the current world, he had lied so much that he was used to it. He can do it perfectly.

The darkness in Crestet's eyes disappeared, and her gaze returned to normal. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's not an illusion."

From his reply, Klein could not see any doubt or scrutiny, so he felt comfortable.

"Dunn supports your experience.I believe that you are truly a genius, with a logical mind and keen senses," Crestet said. He then asked, "Did you share the experience with your teammates?"

"Of course," Klein admitted honestly. “I hope I can help them lower the risk of losing control. We are teammates, comrades facing danger together.I have no reason to hide the truth. But for the same reason, I didn't tell the clerk."

Crestet removed her right leg and sat up straight. His thin lips were visible from the shadow of his collar.

He lifted the corner of his lips and said, "Although you haven't even been with the Nighthawks for two months, I believe that your understanding of the couple is much better than that of many others.

"Hmm, I plan to share more information with you, but according to the rules of the Holy Cathedral, you must swear to the Goddess that you will not reveal the contents of our conversation to anyone who does not know about this.

"That's supposed to be okay, right?"

I passed the exam? Klein was very pleased. He nodded without hesitation.

"No problem!"

Although I won't be able to teach others "acting methods", I can let Miss Justice and Mr. Hanged Man do it indirectly!