Klein wrapped himself with his spirituality and plummeted.
After returning to his room, he removed the wall of spirituality and thought to himself,
This time, I didn't find a chance to ask Tower why the three deities are hostile, as well as what pathways can be swapped… Sigh, it's really inconvenient without a smurf. I wonder if I can resolve this problem after becoming a Clown…
Following that, Klein originally planned on slacking off for the afternoon. After all, he no longer needed to act as a Seer, nor did he need to use the Divination Club as a fixed schedule. Occasionally, he would earn some extra money and fulfill his duties as a Nighthawk.
But just as he lay down, he heard the doorbell ring. Ding, ding, ding.
Who would be at the door at this time? Could it be that Melissa had finished school early?
Klein was puzzled, but he had no choice but to get up and go downstairs. He only did a divination before opening the door to confirm that there was no danger before opening the door.
Then, he saw Madam Daly in a black robe.
"Ma'am, why are you here?" Fortunately, it was the door this time.
As Klein asked, he welcomed Daly into the living room.
However, Daly seemed to be in a bad mood. She didn't even have the intention of teasing him verbally as she said directly, "I think you have to tell Dunn and the rest about the 'acting method' as soon as possible."
"What happened?" Klein asked as he poured a cup of water for her and sat down.
As to the Acting method, he was still giving the Captain hints and laying out his plans. He intended to wait until the end of the week for a thorough showdown and submit a special application.
"An important figure will arrive in Tingen tomorrow afternoon. If nothing goes wrong, he will bring you the Clown potion," Daly sighed and said gloomily.
But I haven't applied yet… Klein was dumbfounded. In fact, he had even decided if he wanted to advance through the Church through divination before the Tarot Club.
Daly was somewhat thirsty as she picked up her cup and took a sip of water before answering, "You should know that I returned to Tingen because of the Joint Investigation Unit, and the other member of this team is a Mystic Spell Guide from the Church of Storms…
"That night, after I left your house, I happened to fly past the hotel he was staying at… In the end, he secretly stole some information from the Spirit Body I controlled through a secret technique, so I learned that you had grasped the acting method…
"Then, he wrote this matter into the joint investigation team's report…"
"What a coincidence." Klein frowned.
"It's indeed a coincidence, but I have to admit that his mystic technique is indeed powerful. If he hadn't taken the initiative to tell me about it afterward, I wouldn't have discovered it." With that said, Madam Daly took out a letter from her bag and handed it to Klein.
"Thankfully, he wasn't deliberately targeting you or me, so I saw the brief report before handing it over. Then, I got a friend from Backlund to help you make up a special request. At the very least, this matter was resolved. Otherwise, both of us would have to suffer some punishment.
"Yes, this is the application that my friend wrote for you… Of course, this is just a transcription. The original copy has been handed over to the Holy Church. Take a look, in case someone really asks, you don't even know what you 'wrote'."
Klein took the letter and read it briefly. He didn't think there was anything wrong with it, but the wording was rather simple. It didn't seem like the writing of a university-educated person.
After she finished speaking, Madam Daly stood up again and finally revealed a smile. She said to Klein, "I'm leaving Tingen City tomorrow, but I won't go back on my promise to teach you. If you have any questions, you can summon my messenger to ask me."
"You are leaving tomorrow?" Klein asked in surprise. Then, he thought of something and asked, "Is there a clue from the Secret Order?"
"Yes, Stewart—the secret arts tutor of the Church of Storms—found out the source of the Antigonus family's notebook and locked onto a person named Regis. He currently lives in Midseashire's Constant City," Daly didn't hide anything as she said generously to Klein.
"Why are you telling me this? Isn't this confidential?" Klein immediately felt horrified.
"Heh heh, Stewart hinted that I can deliberately spread the news." Daly smiled and nodded.
Klein nodded thoughtfully.
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Backlund, South Borough, Harvest Church.
Ever since the banquet at Villa 28 Kingst Street in Cherwood Borough, Hazel had never been imprisoned in the basement again.
However, she had truly become a priest of the Church of Earth Mother, so she still came to the cathedral every day to do volunteer work and copy the Holy Bible.
In front of the podium, Father Utravsky stood there, making Miss Hazel look like a child.
He smiled and said to Hazel, who was wiping the platform,
"Recently, you have already experienced the joy and relaxation of working with dedication and gratitude. Let's end it here today. Calmly feel the pulse of life itself and the pure joy that comes from it."
"Yes, Father." Hazel drew the Earth Mother's Sacred Emblem on her chest before leaving the church.
But then she suddenly saw a young man with brown hair and copper-framed glasses walk in. It was Detective Ebner Bryan, whom she recognized.
She had mixed feelings towards Ebner. He had initially annoyed her and even cut off one of her arms… However, it was also thanks to him that she was able to escape from the evil god's hands. She should be grateful.
Under this conflicted mentality, Hazel didn't know how to face Ebner in the beginning. She wasn't even willing to interact with him.
However, after experiencing the baptism of Earth Mother's teachings and feeling the Mother Goddess's benevolence and love, her temperament gradually calmed down. She could finally face this detective who had caused a huge change in her life.
"Good evening, Bishop Utravsky.
"Good evening, Miss Hazel."
Ebner was the first to exchange greetings with the two of them. Seeing that Hazel was about to leave, he hurriedly stopped her and stated his intentions. "I would like to ask you if you have any friends who are more familiar with the history of the late Fourth Epoch and the early Fifth Epoch?"
He didn't directly mention the royal family's library, so as to prevent the news from leaking out. However, the people Hazel could come into contact with wouldn't be of too low a level. They should be qualified to enter the royal family's library… Well, at the very least, they should be qualified to enter the library that was open to the public.
"Good afternoon, Detective Bryan." Hazel first greeted him with a smile before lowering her head in thought. Finally, she replied,
"Three of the people I know fit your requirements better… but I'm not familiar with them."
She used to be very arrogant, and because she had become a Beyonder, she was even more unwilling to interact with ordinary people. She barely managed to keep herself from being impolite during her daily social interactions, so how could she have any friends?
She had heard of the three candidates before at the ball, but she wasn't sure if they would work.
"It doesn't matter. Just tell me." Ebner had expected this and didn't mind. He had no intention of making friends with these people.
"The first is Viscount Horatio's daughter, Emma. She's a student at the history department of Backlund University. She usually likes to study in the library and doesn't like to socialize… I met her at Duke Negan's ball. By the way, her mother, Madam Norma, is the Duchess's younger sister. She used to study in the history department when she was in university, so she has a good family background."
At this point, Hazel paused and said with an awkward expression, "But I heard that Miss Emma's character is very strange. She's even harder to get along with than me back then…"
Miss, I'm not here for a matchmaking session. There's no need to talk about my personality… Ebner cursed silently, but he also opened up a new train of thought.
It seemed like there might be relevant information in the Backlund University's library.