"Alright," Leonard replied with a relaxed expression when he heard Dunn's suggestion.
Next, he, Klein, and the others walked out of the warehouse and approached the spot where Monster Bieber had self-destructed. With that as the center, they searched the area.
"Captain, what exactly are we looking for?" Klein looked at the scattered rotten flesh and resisted the urge to vomit. He looked at Dunn Smith, puzzled.
Dunn didn't look up. He continued scanning the ground with his deep gray eyes.
"Waking up prematurely, losing control, and turning into a monster means that Ray Bieber didn't completely absorb the Beyonder powers provided by the notebook. At the same time, it also means that a certain part of his body was filled with Beyonders and became a higher quality material.
"If you encounter a similar situation in the future, don't overlook it. It might be a rather important 'item.'"
I see … Klein nodded in understanding.
In the blink of an eye, he thought of something else.
If Monster Bieber's Beyonder powers were in some indescribable place, wouldn't that be awkward … Wouldn't it be disgusting to use it to concoct potions in the future …
Just as Klein's thoughts wandered, Borgia, whose eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, suddenly spoke.
"Found it. Cough."
Dunn, Aiur, and the others immediately turned around and gathered around. Driven by curiosity, Klein also walked quickly towards Borgia.
Soon, he saw the item in front of Borgia. It was a grayish-white object the size of a fist. Its surface was covered in grooves, and it was soft and viscous, as though it was a brain that had been extracted from a living creature.
Although Klein couldn't tell how extraordinary the grayish-white object was, he was certain that Borgia had found the right item based on the fact that it had survived the violent explosion unscathed.
Dunn sized it up carefully and squatted down. As he stretched out his right arm, he used his black-gloved left hand to carefully pick up the grayish-white object.
The moment he touched it, the grayish-white object immediately spread out and turned into a viscous liquid.
At that moment, Aiur Harson took out a tin-colored box from his pocket. He took out the cigarettes from inside and put them in his pocket.
Then, he passed the square metal box to Dunn and said with a smile,
"I know, you only love pipes."
Dunn scoffed and took the square iron box. He "poured" the gray, sticky liquid into it and stored it temporarily.
After putting away the item, he and Lorotta did a rough search of the scene.
After confirming that they had not missed anything, they left the place and went outside. They saw the horses anxiously digging the ground, almost breaking free from their ropes.
"I know how to drive." Borgia covered his mouth with his hand and coughed softly.
"I know. You're good at comforting animals." Eyre nodded with a smile.
After boarding the carriage, Dunn, Lorotta, Aiur Harson, and Klein, who were maintaining their "flexion and extension" movements, fell into a momentary silence.
When the horses' hooves clattered and the wheels rolled, Dunn looked at Klein and said after some deliberation,
"I know that you must be very curious about the Antigonus family's notebook and want to understand what happened in the past."
No, not at all … Klein subconsciously denied it in his heart.
That was an ancient object full of misfortune!
Without giving him time to reply, Dunn continued.
"However, I must first report this matter to the Holy Cathedral. Only after they have confirmed the confidentiality level of the notebook can they consider whether or not to let you have a look."
"No problem," Klein answered briefly.
Dunn flexed his arm and thought for a moment.
"I once promised that once we confirm that Ray Bieber is a descendant of the Antigonus family, I would make you an official member of the Nighthawks. Now, not only have we confirmed Ray Bieber's identity, we have also eliminated this monster and foiled the Secret Order's plot."
"In this process, your performance was very outstanding, you personally killed a member of the evil organization, so I will fulfill my promise and immediately apply to the Sanctuary, waiting for their reply."
"By the way, I forgot something important. I haven't asked if you're willing."
"Mr. Klein Moretti, are you willing to officially join the Tingen Nighthawks and become one of us? Your salary will immediately be doubled to six pounds a week, and there will be an increase every year. "
"Your salary will be split equally between the Church and the Awwa County Police Department. At the same time, you will obtain the status of a probationary inspector, which will be very useful at certain times."
"As a support-type Beyonder, you don't have to face enemies all the time, but you will need to be on duty at Chanis Gate once a week …"
"Without the team's approval, you are not to leave Tingen under any excuse, and try your best to keep this a secret from your family …"
…
After Dunn finished explaining the restrictions and benefits, Klein thought for more than ten seconds.
"I hope to become an official Nighthawk."
Only then would he be able to come into contact with more secrets, such as the situation of the Secret Order!
After reading Roselle's diary that he had previously gathered, Klein had made some improvements to some of his thoughts. Being proficient in mysticism and finding a way to return home were his constant pursuits. As for further increasing his strength so that he could safely pry open the mysterious space above the gray fog and use it to return to his homeworld, that was a new goal.
Just as Rosell The Great had said, it was very dangerous to rely solely on external forces!
Furthermore, after becoming a Seer and obtaining Beyonder powers, Klein also felt that he had a better grasp of the mysterious space. For example, he could pull another member into the gathering.
This made him wonder if the mysterious space above the gray fog would undergo a more beneficial change when he became a Sequence 8, Sequence 7, or even a higher Sequence Beyonder.
Of course, Klein knew very well that all of this was under the premise that he had to completely resolve the hidden dangers of the Seer potion. He couldn't be anxious or rash.
"Very good. When the Holy Cathedral approves of it, you will be one of us." Dunn's gray eyes were tinged with a hint of a smile.
At this moment, Aiur Harson, who had been listening by the side, interrupted.
"Klein, I'll call you Klein. Your performance today was really outstanding. You actually managed to kill a Beyonder from the Secret Order, and I suspect that he has reached Sequence 7. How did you do it? I can't believe it. "
As expected, here comes the question … Klein was already prepared to organize his words.
He knew that killing a Beyonder who could deal with Dunn, Aiur, and Lorotta at the same time was indeed inconceivable and filled with mysteries. As long as Aiur and the others weren't blind or stupid, they would sooner or later ask about it. However, he never expected that they would hold back until now.
That's right, the Captain and Mr. Harson were previously injured, and their conditions could worsen at any time. At such a time, anything that could aggravate the conflict had to be suppressed. It was to prevent me from taking risks when my "secret" was exposed … Only when I expressed my stance and was willing to officially join the Nighthawks did they put down their worries and ask … They're all veterans. There was clearly no communication between them, but they tacitly made the same decision … Klein said thoughtfully, "This was a very fortunate matter.
"This is a very lucky thing. The clown in the tuxedo made a fatal error in judgment."
"Back then, Sealed Artifact 2-049 was thrown near me by the aftermath of the explosion. It was about five to six meters away from me, and from a cursory observation, it was easy to conclude that I was within the range of the Sealed Artifact's influence."
"And back then, I was affected by the explosion. My head was dizzy and my movements were sluggish. It looked like I was being controlled."
"At some point in time, that suited clown had invisibly appeared near me. He used the words of saving me and giving me the corresponding Sequence 8 Clown for the Seer potion to lure me in. He wanted me to help him retrieve the Antigonus family's notebook. Yes, he said that the Secret Order has the corresponding Sequence pathway to the Seer potion, and he said that he was once a Seer."
…
Klein recounted the situation in detail. He even described the reasoning in his mind in an orderly manner, including how he believed that the suited clown had divined that taking the notebook would be extremely risky, thus changing his strategy.
Of course, all the truth was to cover up the first lie. It was to hide the fact that he had been controlled by Sealed Artifact 2-049.
"He divined that taking the notebook would be extremely risky? Yes, there's indeed a huge risk, but the risk is actually with you. " The black-haired lady, Lorotta, covered her mouth and chuckled. "His divination wasn't wrong, but it ended up putting him in fatal danger. That's truly an interesting matter."
Klein was taken aback as he nodded solemnly.
"Indeed. Divination is never too clear, and a blur means that the interpretation might be wrong."
Yes, I have to take note of that!
"How did you deal with him after that?" Dunn stretched out his arm and leaned back slightly.
Klein smiled.
"I pretended to agree to him and got him to wake me up. He didn't dare enter the range of the Sealed Artifact's influence, so he used a strange piece of paper to push me from two to three meters away."
"Seizing this opportunity, I pulled the piece of paper and pulled him into the range of 2-049's influence. Then, with a series of shots, I completed my goal. Heh, that's something I'm ashamed of. Back then, I didn't even have the confidence to hit him at a distance of two to three meters."
Aiur nodded slightly.
"With his dodging abilities, a distance of two to three meters isn't an absolute guarantee. You might be able to hit him, but you might not be able to hit his vital spots. That would be troublesome … Your choice back then wasn't wrong. In fact, it could even be considered outstanding. If it were me, I might not have done better than you."
He didn't ask about what happened after that. This was because the suited clown who had fallen into the range of Sealed Artifact 2-049's control was destined to be a live target.
"The successor to Seer is Clown … How strange …" Dunn suddenly sighed.
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