Chapter 144 "Sword of the Goddess" Cecima
Did Daly make a mistake? In fact, the church holds the subsequent potion formula for the "Assassin" path?
But looking at her smiling face, there was no distress or regret for getting the facts wrong...
Could it be that Daly knew that I had become an "instigator" and deliberately asked me to submit a special application, forcing me to choose between exposing my own strength and taking a potion of the same sequence?
If I drink the same potion again, will I lose control immediately or will I have to act it out all over again?
Angel's mind raced as he glanced at Klein beside him, only to see that he was also looking at him with a worried look on his face.
Daly, who was sitting on the sofa, smiled even more broadly, as if she was happy to see Angel so worried and at a loss. Until even Dunn noticed something was wrong and cast a puzzled look at Angel:
"What's wrong with you? Krestey said to let you go down for examination first. If you're not feeling well, Klein can go first."
"No...it's okay, I..."
Angel didn't know what to say for a moment.
Is there no other way but to pretend to be unwell and fail the test?
"She's fine. She's probably just overexcited. After all, once the exam is over, she'll be the 'real instigator.'"
Daly's words came out with some laziness and a smile.
The real instigator...
Why emphasize "real"?
Angel suddenly realized that he had misunderstood Daly's meaning.
If she really wanted to harm me, there was no need to say anything like "The Church possesses the Instigator's potion" now. As long as I was completely unaware and passed the examination of "Goddess Sword" Crestai, and he laid out the potion formula and ingredients and asked me to prepare and consume it on the spot...
Could it be that Daly was implying that Crested Cecima already knew that I had become a Sequence 8, and was suggesting that I shouldn't lie?
As long as I pass the test, in the eyes of Dunn and other Nighthawks, I will become the "real instigator" after taking the potion under the witness of Crested...
I just don't know if this was Daly's own decision, or if she had discussed it with Creste Cesimma, the "Sword of the Goddess" who came to conduct the examination?
After figuring this out, in her eyes, Daly's smile, which originally seemed a little weird and slightly mocking, turned into encouragement and blessing.
"Thank you, Ms. Daly."
Angel smiled again and responded.
"I understand. Let's go down quickly and don't keep Creste waiting too long."
Daly nodded slightly, turned her head and picked up the coffee.
Klein, confused by the conversation between the two, frowned at first, then relaxed. He understood the hidden message in the conversation. The worry on his face faded, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Dunn was the only one kept in the dark. His grey eyes were filled with confusion as he kept shifting his gaze between the few people.
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Angel walked slowly in the underground passage of Blackthorn Security Company.
The alchemy room was to the left at the intersection, but she stopped at the intersection.
Even though she believed in Daly's judgment, she was still a little hesitant at this moment.
I should have let Klein come down first to be tested. At least he wouldn't have to worry about any problems from drinking the "Joker" potion...
With heavy steps, Angel finally opened the secret door of the alchemy room.
A space had been cleared in the room, and the long tables and chairs that were usually neatly arranged had been moved to the corner, leaving only two high-backed chairs facing each other in the middle, about one meter apart.
There was a man sitting on the chair facing the door. He was about thirty years old and was wearing a black windbreaker that almost all night watchmen had. The collar stood up high, covering his chin together with the collar of the white shirt underneath the windbreaker.
He had short golden-brown hair and dark green eyes. In the dim light of the alchemy room, he looked as calm as a lake at night.
"You must be Ms. Angel Granger. Please take a seat."
Seeing Angel push the door and walk into the room, he spoke first, his voice was somewhat magnetic, like the voices of those pop singers Angel had listened to in his previous life.
"Yes, Your Excellency Krestel Cecima."
After nodding in response, Angel sat down on the high-backed chair opposite him, folded his hands on his thighs, and forced a smile on his face, like a graduate attending a company interview.
"Dunne should have told you what I'm here for, so I'll get straight to the point. First, I need to test your mastery of potions and determine whether the residual spirit of the potion has changed your personality, leaving hidden dangers."
"You have three minutes to adjust."
After saying this, Krestey took out a pocket watch from the inner pocket of his windbreaker, opened the cover, and focused his eyes on the dial.
Angel took a deep breath, closed his eyes, blocked out visual distractions, and began to adjust his physical and mental state through meditation.
"Da, da, da."
The only sound in her ears was the ticking of the second hand of Krestey's pocket watch.
Soon, these sounds were also blocked out by meditation.
The three-minute wait was very unbearable. Angel wanted to open his eyes and ask for the examination to begin directly, but he was afraid that this would leave a bad impression on the other party.
Just take a nap...
As soon as the thought appeared, it filled her entire brain uncontrollably. A strong sense of drowsiness came over her, like her head touching a soft pillow after a day and night of hard work. She almost gave up thinking in an instant and fell asleep peacefully in this silent and dark environment.
...No, this is not on the bed in the bedroom, it is at the examination site!
The suppressed spirit gave Angel a faint warning, waking her up as if pricked by a needle. She came out of the meditation that seemed to have ended a long time ago, opened her eyes, and found that the gas lamp on the wall of the alchemy room had become dim, illuminating only the lampshade itself, while Krestel in front of her, the high-backed chair, and even all the tables and chairs placed in the corner, all disappeared in her dark vision.
The exam has already started? Didn't we say I'd have three minutes to prepare?
She suppressed her pounding heart and sat in the chair in her original position, her eyes constantly searching her surroundings and her ears listening to any sounds around her.
Soon, Angel heard Creste's singer-like voice. He hummed an unknown but very beautiful melody, which seemed to surround the entire alchemy room, making it impossible to tell the direction from which the sound came.
The melody gradually became high-pitched and chaotic, with the tempo sometimes fast and sometimes slow, but it could never keep the beat or match the pitch. Various sounds like musical instruments or sharp noises made by the friction of different objects appeared around.
The various "instruments" accompanied by the out-of-tune humming were getting closer and louder, making Angel want to grab Krestey's neck and force him to align with the pitch and beat.
This is a test... This is a test...
Angel suppressed the urge to draw his gun and shoot, or to stab with his dagger. He tensed his back, stiffened his limbs, and sat upright in the high-back chair.
Gradually, the noises decreased and disappeared, and Krestel's humming returned to a fixed rhythm and tone, becoming elegant and pleasant.
The last beat lingers on a coda that's an octave higher.
"Very good, you withstood the test and showed no tendency to lose control. This shows that you have a perfect grasp of potions and there are no hidden dangers."
Krestey and his high-backed chair reappeared in the alchemy room, along with the disappeared lights, the stacked tables and chairs, and his magnetic voice.
Hearing the voice again, Angel felt the urge to beat him up.
Unfortunately, this is the "Sword of the Goddess", and this is a high-level deacon of Sequence 5, so she doesn't dare.
"Thank you, Your Excellency Cecima."
She replied with a smile on her face.
Hey, how could Sister Daly harm you?
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