Chapter 143
It rained heavily in Tingen on Saturday morning, and dense raindrops hit the windows, making a series of sounds.
In the entertainment room on the second floor of the Blackthorn Security Company, the night watchmen were sitting casually on the sofas and armchairs, chatting in low voices.
At this time of year, in addition to patrolling the area and tracking unusual events, they usually gather in the recreation room to "fight evil," earn lunch money, receive some good-natured scolding from colleagues, or share some interesting things they encounter in life or work.
Angel, on the other hand, likes to read the latest newspaper during this time to catch up on current events. This is a habit she inherited from her previous life in the information age. Of course, back then, there was the internet, while nowadays, only print media can be used, so the timeliness is naturally incomparable.
But this morning, the sounds of playing cards and sharing funny stories were replaced by mutual discussions. After Angel and Klein shared the "acting method" with everyone on Thursday, such discussions had already taken place several times.
"I still think that 'the sleepless' shouldn't just be about staying up all night... Otherwise, wouldn't the 'corpse collector' be..."
Kenli frowned and said that although he had been a Beyonder for several months, he did not often stay up late like the other "Sleepless Ones" because his fiancée was waiting for him at home.
Hearing that mastering the potion requires finding inspiration from the word "Sleepless" gave me a headache.
"Of course, there's more to it than that. You also need to understand the nature of the entire 'Sleepless' pathway. Think about the captain and what connection there is between his 'Nightmare' and the 'Sleepless'..."
Leonard answered patiently. He was supposed to have a day off today, but he braved the rain to come to the Nighthawks' base to help his teammates understand the significance of role-playing as quickly as possible.
After answering Cornley's question, his familiar exaggerated expression appeared on his face again, and he spoke in a rhythmic manner like reciting a poem:
"By the way, I have some news for you all. After listening to everyone's understanding of how to master potions, I also gained some new insights. And as Angel mentioned, I experienced that unique feeling. I clearly knew that I had completely mastered potions."
"You're getting a promotion? From 'Midnight Poet'?"
Xijia Teong, who was drinking coffee nearby, almost sprayed the hot coffee onto Klein across from her. She hastily swallowed the liquid in her mouth and asked incoherently.
As a fellow "midnight poet", she instantly felt the crisis.
"Well, yes, I might also submit a 'special application' soon... Well, maybe it won't be necessary. After all, my progress isn't very fast."
Leonard smiled modestly, but those who know him well know that the word "modest" is not in his dictionary at all.
This guy, could it be that he had already digested the potion a long time ago and just never had the chance to say it... And he also wanted to use this opportunity to teach others how to "act"...
Angel thought to himself as he looked at the flamboyant poet's affected expression.
"How did you do that? Reciting famous poems like you usually do?"
Cornelia asked curiously.
"Ahem... of course not, and I've also written many original poems." Leonard's smile almost faltered. He coughed to shake off the awkwardness and continued, "You've committed a 'formalist error' in philosophy. Many potions have both ancient and modern names, but that doesn't mean their meanings have changed over time. You should understand the true meaning of potion names and, based on these meanings, develop your own unique rules. Adhering to these rules will help you master potions."
"So you're reciting poetry in the middle of the night?"
“…”
At this moment, someone knocked on the entertainment room door. Klein, who was closest to him, stood up and was about to open the door when Dunn Smith pushed the door open and walked in.
"It's a good thing you're all here. Um, don't go out for a while. Angel and Klein, come here."
Glancing around the room, Dunn said seriously.
The two people who were called looked at each other, followed the captain out of the entertainment room and came to the corridor.
Seeing Angel, who came out last, close the door, Dunn whispered:
"People from the temple have arrived."
Temple?
Angel was stunned for a moment, then reacted.
"Is this someone who came to test us?"
Crane asked, and Angel could see the skin on his face tighten a little.
She believed her expression said the same.
"That's right, don't be nervous, come with me."
Dunn nodded, but didn't say anything else. Instead, he led the way to the reception hall. The two followed closely behind him, passed through the partition, and came to the lobby.
A beautiful woman was sitting on the sofa, sipping steaming hot coffee. Brett, who was on duty as the receptionist today, was nowhere to be seen. There were two wet umbrellas in the corner, and some water had accumulated on the ground.
"Ms. Daly? Why are you here in Tingen?"
Angel recognized the "psychic" in a black dress at a glance.
Today she didn't wear her usual weird and old-fashioned makeup, revealing a skin tone that was whiter than that of ordinary people. Apart from the crystal pendant and silver chain on her wrist, she didn't wear any other jewelry. She looked nothing like the Dai Li of the past.
Simply put, more beautiful than usual.
Hearing Angel's voice, she put down her coffee cup, turned her head and looked over, saying with a smile:
"Didn't you submit a 'special application'? That's why I rushed over from Backlund."
"So, you are here to test us?"
Klein asked in surprise.
"Well, Daly said she just stopped by Tingen to see you. Someone else is conducting the examination," Dunn interjected, earning a slightly accusing look from Daly. "The person in charge of your examination this time is His Excellency Creste Sesima, one of the nine senior deacons of the Nightwatchers. He's already waiting in the alchemy room underground."
There are nine senior deacons and thirteen archbishops in the Church of the Evernight Goddess. They only need to follow the oracles of the Evernight Goddess and be responsible only to the Pope. They are the true high-ranking officials of the church.
Among them are many powerful ones who have reached Sequence 4 or above.
Angel didn't show any surprise because she had heard the news from Daly a long time ago. She looked at the latter and found a smile on the corner of his mouth.
Without noticing the expressions of the others, Dunn continued:
"Within the church, and even throughout the ethereal world, Creste Cesimus is known as the 'Sword of the Goddess.' Although only a Sequence 5, he has been recognized by a certain holy relic as having combat prowess comparable to many Sequence 4s."
"You're lucky. He's one of the kinder senior deacons, and he's very optimistic about you," Daly continued. "He even brought the potion formulas and ingredients for 'Clown' and 'Instigator', so you can get promoted directly after passing the test."
Very kind, very optimistic about us... meaning this exam will be easy...
Wait, the "Instigator" potion?
Angel was stunned. She subconsciously looked at Daly, the lady who had advised her to "submit a special application as soon as possible."
Daly, without her usual makeup, looked back with her emerald green eyes. Her smile remained unchanged, but her left eye blinked slightly.
Angel felt a chill in his heart.
It’s over. My hand was shaking and I just posted it without writing a title... I heard that editors work five days a week and have two days off?
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