Mr. Azik could tell that I was a person of extraordinary ability? His ability is really remarkable... Klein was stunned for a moment and answered frankly:
"Yes."
He thought for a while and added:
"Because of the Welch and Naya incident."
"Exactly as I guessed..." Azik sighed and said, "Among the police who came to the school to question me and Cohen, there were two people with extraordinary abilities."
That should be the captain and Leonard. They took over Welch's case... Klein nodded slightly without interrupting.
Azik raised his cane slightly and said:
"You should have already entered that circle. I hope you can help me find clues about my origin. You don't need to do it deliberately. Just remember when you encounter them."
At this point, he gave a wry smile:
"Besides you, I don't know any other people with extraordinary abilities... You can never imagine how a person without a past feels. It's like a ship drifting on the sea. The most terrifying thing is not encountering a storm, but not finding a port, not finding a route to land. You can only face disasters again and again, with no end in sight, and never feel peace and safety."
No, Mr. Azik, I can understand your feelings very well because I am the same. Fortunately, I have fragments of the original owner's memory, I have Benson and Melissa... Klein answered silently and then asked:
"Mr. Azik, with such a magical ability, why don't you enter a similar circle yourself and look for useful clues?"
Azik looked into Klein's eyes and said with a self-mocking smile:
"Because I'm afraid of danger and death."
He sighed and said:
"I'm used to my current life and like it. I don't have the courage to take risks. I can only ask for your help."
Klein didn't say anything more and promised:
"If I encounter relevant clues, I will pay special attention."
"Alright, we should go back to the office. When Cohen finishes his business, we'll go for lunch together. Do you remember? The Eastbairn Restaurant in the school is quite good. Haha, I'll treat you." Azik raised his cane and pointed in the direction they came.
Sorry, I really don't remember. When I was in college, the original owner didn't have the money to go to the Eastbairn Restaurant. Even if Welch and the others treated him, he would refuse such a relatively luxurious place... Klein pressed his hat and followed Azik back to the three-story gray stone building of the History Department.
After a few steps, Azik suddenly spoke again:
"After I finish the school business, I'll have my summer vacation. You can come to my house as a guest or write to me later."
Klein nodded and casually said:
"I thought you would go to the Dixi Bay for vacation, Mr. Azik."
"No, it's too hot in the south now. I don't like sunbathing. Look at my skin color. I get tanned very easily. Compared to that, I'd rather go to the Winter County, to the north of the Fursak Empire, to ski, enjoy the scenery, and catch seals." Azik with a bronze complexion smiled and answered.
I wish I could... Klein, the newly recruited Night Watchman, showed an envious look.
After lunch, he returned home, took a short nap, and began to review and study the advanced knowledge of spells and amulets, hoping to master them as soon as possible and make products that could be used in combat and provide some initial help to himself.
A few minutes before three o'clock in the afternoon, Klein packed his things and sealed his bedroom with a wall of spirituality. ......
Above the grey mist, in the grand and majestic temple, an ancient and mottled bronze long table was quietly placed.
Cloaked in thick greyish-white mist, Klein sat at the head of the table, watching Justice and the Hanged Man appear at their fixed seats, still blurry and indistinct.
Huh, Miss Justice's emotions are unstable. Worry, unease, and confusion... With his Seer ability already activated, Klein noticed the anomaly of the only female member of the Tarot Club with just a glance.
Audrey Hall's current mood was beyond description. The fact that Susie suddenly started speaking had given her an extreme shock.
In her imagination, the future development should be Miss Audrey, the great detective or renowned psychologist, with her assistant, the big dog Susie. But if it turned out to be Big Dog Detective Susie with her assistant, Miss Audrey, that would be... somewhat... somewhat...
No, not somewhat. That would be very strange and confusing! Audrey suddenly sat up straight, wanting to ask Mr. Fool and the Hanged Man for advice.
The words were on the tip of her tongue, but she swallowed them back:
"Um, how should I ask this? What should I do if my pet shows abnormal behavior?"
"How do I get along with a pet that has a decent IQ and can speak?"
"No, no, no. This is the Tarot Club, not a pet-keeping experience sharing session. I bet if I asked like this, my good image in Mr. Fool and the Hanged Man's minds would shatter immediately!"
Audrey's thoughts raced, and she finally organized her words:
"Respected Mr. Fool, always helpful Mr. Hanged Man, I have a question I'd like to ask. What can a pet with extraordinary power do for its owner? In other words, what use can it be?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she noticed that Mr. Fool and the Hanged Man fell silent simultaneously, and the atmosphere became a bit awkward.
Hey, hey, hey, you guys, speak up! Don't look at me like that. I didn't do anything! Really, I'm asking for my friend! Audrey felt so ashamed she wanted to find a crack in the ground to hide in.
She deeply regretted asking such a question.
Considering what Miss Justice had asked before about what would happen if ordinary animals took sequence potions, did she share the potion she herself had prepared with her pet? This was indeed something Miss Justice would do... With such a member, I, the boss of this "cult" organization, always feel a chill... Klein raised his right hand, pressed it against his forehead, and pinched it twice without answering.
The Hanged Man, Alger Wilson, remained silent for a dozen seconds before answering in a slightly odd tone:
"It depends on what kind of supernatural ability the pet has. For example, if it's an 'Audience', it can observe and eavesdrop for you in certain situations. You know, people are wary of their peers, but they're less likely to suspect a pet of eavesdropping, even if the pet is right at their feet."
That makes sense! Many times, when my father and other nobles, parliamentarians, and ministers discuss important matters, they avoid me and lock the study door. But if Susie can avoid the initial clearance, she won't be driven away... And those ladies and young ladies also like to have private conversations in small circles... Audrey's eyes lit up as she immediately began to daydream:
And now that Susie can speak, she can directly tell me what she hears... Susie is so great! I'll treat you well. I'll teach you to recognize words and standard pronunciation...
Um, should I teach Susie noble pronunciation or something more common like the Beclan accent? Will she be recognized when she greets other dogs, and so on? Why am I thinking about this? She won't be communicating with other dogs in human language...
Wait a minute, Mr. Hanged Man, why did you directly use 'Audience' as an example?
Could it be, could it be that you all guessed something?
Audrey's expression changed, and she sat up straight again, smiling faintly and saying:
"Mr. Fool, I found another page of Emperor Roselle's diary." This was obtained from Fors Walr.
"Very well, you've paid off all your debts," Klein replied in a good mood.
"I'm sorry, there's not much content in this page of the diary," Audrey expressed what she remembered on the materialized parchment.
Klein raised his right hand, making the parchment appear directly in his palm and casually said:
"It doesn't affect my promise, and the diary you brought last time had content on both sides."
—The diaries collected by Justice and The Hanged Man were not the original versions of Emperor Roselle, but transcriptions and copies made by later researchers. Some people would record on only one side for preservation, while others would keep it as it was for convenience.
As he spoke, Klein lowered his gaze and looked at the first few lines of the diary:
"December 20th, another year is about to begin, but the feedback I've been getting has left me very confused and troubled."
"There's no oil in this world! There's no oil!"