The light penetrating the glass illuminated the guard room outside the armory.
"How are you feeling now? Calmed down? Or do you need a drink, an advance on your salary, or a day off?"
At this moment, Klein, who had completely digested the "Seer" potion, was trying to change the "switch" of his Spirit Vision through meditation, making it less conspicuous.
He no longer relied on stimulating specific parts of his body to activate his Spirit Vision, and could now achieve the goal in a more covert way, such as quickly pressing the two joints of his middle finger with his thumb, or lightly tapping his left teeth twice in a row.
Considering that at certain times he would have to hold a gun in one hand and a cane in the other, but still had to use Spirit Vision, Klein ultimately chose the method of lightly tapping his teeth, opening with the left and closing with the right.
After repeatedly giving himself the suggestion and finishing the change, he opened his eyes and said with a smile:
"I'm just too focused on the Captain and the others' operation, I don't need to calm my emotions."
At the same time, he lightly tapped his left teeth twice, trying to open his Spirit Vision to familiarize himself with this method as soon as possible.
Cough! Cough! Cough! Old Neil suddenly burst into a violent fit of coughing, his face turning bright red, like a boiled lobster.
"What's wrong?" Klein asked with a start, a concerned look on his face.
He carefully examined Old Neil's aura and found that the color of his health was still normal, just a bit weak due to his age.
Old Neil coughed for another ten seconds before calming down. He reached out, picked up his coffee, took a slow sip, and said, "Everyone makes mistakes. Cough, I just choked on my own saliva... Shall we start today's mysticism lesson?"
"Alright," Klein said, tapping his right teeth twice in near silence.
Digesting the "Seer" potion one to two weeks faster than expected made him both delighted and troubled. The delight was self-evident; getting rid of the danger of losing control, being about to be promoted, and gaining more extraordinary abilities were things that would make anyone happy and excited. The trouble was that it disrupted his arrangements and plans.
Considering that he would have to stay in the
His plan was to emulate the "Spirit Medium" Daly, submit a special application to the higher-ups, exchange his accumulated merits for the formula and the reward of Beyond Ingredients, and openly become a Sequence 8 Nighthawk.
But there was an essential difference between mastering a potion in one month and mastering it in one year. Klein could tolerate a certain amount of attention from the Church and was even willing to become a key trainee, but he absolutely did not want to arouse strong suspicion from his superiors. He had to find a sufficiently convincing reason for his state.
His original plan was to take advantage of the time before the "Seer" potion was completely digested to gradually lay the groundwork with the Captain. For example, mentioning that every time he went to the Divination Club, he felt his spirituality was lively, casually describing the "Seer's Code" he had summarized from helping people with divinations, or mentioning in advance that he had basically stopped hearing things he shouldn't hear and seeing things he shouldn't see recently.
This way, the Nighthawks' higher-ups would think that he had unconsciously emulated Daly while completing his "tasks," and had done so even more thoroughly.
And this would cause them to focus on summarizing the rules and exploring the "Acting Method," greatly reducing their suspicion of Klein and leaving only routine scrutiny.
Mm, I can also use this to remind the Captain and help him discover the "Acting Method"... Klein silently added in his mind. To him,
Of course, Klein could also choose to wait a year before submitting the special application, which would require no risk at all. But the continuous coincidences and the red chimney he saw in his dream divination forced him to improve himself as quickly as possible.
"I'll make three or four preparations with the Captain over the next two weeks, then formally submit the application... At the same time, I can go to the underground market to see if there are any corresponding Beyond Ingredients... They should be very expensive..." Klein quickly made his decision and brought his attention back to the mysticism lesson.
Time passed minute by minute, and the wonderful lunchtime gradually arrived. Old Neil finished the coffee in his cup, tidied up the odds and ends on the table, and chuckled.
"Your mysticism course is almost over. Judging from your recent attempts, you can make charms for yourself now."
"That's exactly what I plan to do in the next few days," Klein said, letting out a satisfied breath.
Charms were different from the protective talismans he had previously given his brother Benson and sister Melissa. They had to be engraved with the aid of a ritual, possessed certain special abilities, and could be used in intense battles.
However, low-grade charms were also not omnipotent. The spirituality they possessed would continuously decline, and they had to be "re-made" every two weeks. Moreover, they required a specific incantation to activate, and they couldn't be used immediately on a whim.
Furthermore, the charms a Nighthawk could master were limited to the
These effects overlapped with the abilities of the "Midnight Poet" and "Nightmare" of the "Sleepless" sequence, so Dunn and Leonard and the others almost never used charms. It was instead the "Gravedigger" Fry, the "Sleepless" Loy, and Cohen who carried one or two with them, but they rarely had a use for them in the long run, and they had to regularly ask Old Neil to "recharge" them.
Just then, Old Neil glanced at Klein and chuckled.
"I remember that this month, because you've been practicing too frequently, you've run out of your material quota. Are you planning to go to the underground market?"