166 Examination (2/2)

”You passed the test. You achieved a level beyond outstanding in the mastery of your potion.

”I'll need to observe to see if there are any hidden dangers in your mind, to make sure that the potion's remaining spirit hasn't changed your character subconsciously or left some problems behind.

”You have three minutes to prepare.”

Klein immediately nodded and said, ”Alright.”

He secretly took a breath and allowed himself to enter Cogitation to remove various negative thoughts.

Crestet didn't speak again. He took out a silver pocket watch from the inner pocket of his black windbreaker and flipped it open.

Then, he attentively watched the second hand move.

Three minutes later, Crestet closed his pocket watch and said with a smile, ”I'll begin singing.”

Singing? Klein wore a look of confusion.

Before Klein could reply, Crestet started humming a lovely melody.

The melody reverberated in the alchemy room and gradually lost its harmony and went out of tune.

Squeak! Scratch! Zing! Klein heard the noise akin to the scratching of blackboards with nails, the sound of bubble wrap rubbing against each other, electric drills drilling, and various other annoying noises.

The noises intensified and turned more and more chaotic. They made him want to vent his frustrations and cause destruction.

But Klein, who frequently experienced the mad ravings and terrifying screams, restrained his urges very quickly.

He displayed annoyance, tension, frustration, and insecurity at appropriate times.

Being in too perfect of a state would end up being a problem!

It was unknown when Crestet Cesimir had stopped singing. The noises in the alchemy room disappeared and room the was awash with tranquility and silence.

Silence sure is great! Klein exclaimed in his head.

”Very good, excellent. There are no latent problems in your soul. Of course, if you wanted to beat me up or stuff my mouth with something, that's only normal.” Crestet's mouth was blocked by his collar so Klein could only determine his emotions through his tone.

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

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

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

”Go ahead,” Klein replied, sitting straight.

Crestet maintained his earlier posture and casually asked, ”You said that your experience in the Divination Club allowed you to quickly master the potion?”

”Yes,” Klein answered frankly but didn't describe further.

Crestet nodded slightly and said, ”And you said that your inspiration came from the maxim of the Mystery Pryers and also Daly's example?”

”Yes.” Klein confirmed this first before explaining in detail, ”I found out from one of my teammates who was a Mystery Pryer that those who abide by the maxim of the Mystery Pryers have a lower probability of losing control than normal. After that, I heard that Madam Daly once said that she wanted to be a real Spirit Medium and that she is a genius that leveled up to Sequence 7 within two years.

”After noticing both situations, I thought I could give it a try, I attempted to be a real Seer and outlined some principles for a Seer. The outcome was better than I expected. I mastered the potion very quickly. Your Grace, I'm not sure if you have had a similar experience. When I fully mastered the potion, there was a very special, very magical feeling…” Klein described his experience as if he only vaguely understood the ”acting method.”

The man he had been when he was on earth would've been nervous and embarrassed to speak so many half-lies before such a powerful Nighthawk. But ever since he transmigrated to the current world, he had lied so much that he was used to it. He could do it flawlessly.

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

From his answer, Klein couldn't see any doubt or scrutiny, so he felt at ease.

”Dunn endorsed your experience. I believe that you really are a genius, with a logical mind and sharp senses,” Crestet complimented. He then asked, ”Did you share your experience with your teammates?”

”Of course,” Klein admitted frankly. ”I hope that I can help them lower the risk of losing control. We're teammates, comrades that face danger together. I don't have any reason to hide the truth. But for the same reason, I didn't tell the clerks.”

Crestet uncrossed his right leg and sat up straight. His thin lips were exposed 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 partners is much better than many others.

”Hmm, I plan to share more information with you, but according to the Holy Cathedral's rules, you have to swear to the Goddess that you won't reveal the contents of our conversation to anyone that doesn't know about this.

”That should be fine, right?”

I passed the test? Klein was delighted. He nodded without hesitation.

”No problem!”

Although I won't be able to teach others the ”acting method,” I can let Miss Justice and Mr. Hanged Man do so indirectly!