Chapter: 415
The soft paper pierced into the wall of the alchemy room like a flying knife!
"In the future, you can always carry a deck of Tarot cards with you, which can be used for divination and as a weapon." Klein withdrew his attention and packed up the items left over from the potion preparation just now.
After dealing with these, collecting the remaining materials and burning the formula of the potion, he exhaled, walked out of the alchemy room, and closed the secret door casually.
Because of Old Neil's matter, he is not in the mood to try to entertain everyone with absurd ways for the time being, and plans to wait until the slight spillage of the "Joker" potion is reduced by meditation before doing so.
Huh, it will be a brand new experience... Anyway, I am no longer a purely auxiliary person... Well, old Neil has passed away, and among the members of Tingen Market Value Night Squad, I am the only one left who can be a support person Well, the Holy Church should send us at least one "Secret Peer" or "Seer" from other places... Klein walked along the deep corridors illuminated by elegant gas lamps, approaching the stairs desertedly, one floor after another. Slowly back to the Blackthorn Security Company step by step.
Then, he saw the sunlight in the Nighthawk's entertainment room.
The sunlight coming in from the oriel window, pure and warm.
Klein turned to the captain's office, and saw that the door was wide open, and Dunn Smith was leaning back in his chair, sniffing his pipe lightly.
With a sweep of his gray eyes, Dunn changed his sitting position and said, "You are in very good condition, not at all like you just finished taking the potion."
"Perhaps this is the benefit of being promoted after being thoroughly digested." Klein closed the door casually, pulled out a chair and sat down.
He and Dunn both knew the "acting method" and could exchange related issues normally without being bound by the oath, but at this time, the two of them tacitly did not mention this matter, and fell into silence after asking and answering.
Klein thought for a moment, then asked, "Your Excellency Sesima has left?"
"Yes, as a senior deacon, he has other things to do." Dunn pondered for a few seconds and said, "Well, he took away the pair of red eyes left by Old Neil."
Klein asked in surprise and bewilderment, "Why?"
Dunn picked up the coffee, took a sip, and said in silence for a long time: "We can't deceive ourselves, the out-of-control team members have actually turned into monsters, and I told you that after the monster dies, it will leave behind some things that are rich in extraordinary power. If these things Uncontrollable, if there are various problems, it must be sealed, well, this is one of the sources of sealed items, and the internal rules of the Nighthawks are that the items left by the out-of-control team members should be kept in other places, so as not to irritate his companions."
"Understandable regulations." Klein nodded slightly.
Suddenly, he was keenly aware that the captain had missed a possibility just now, so he asked suspiciously: "What if the things that are left behind after the death of the 'monster' are controllable?"
Dunn looked at him, his gray eyes were as deep as the most peaceful night.
He sighed and said, "You don't want to know the answer."
...Klein was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly realized a certain possibility:
Normal monsters will leave extraordinary materials behind, which are used to prepare corresponding potions.
What about the monsters that runaways turn into?
If the things they left behind belonged to the controllable type, would they also be regarded as Extraordinary materials...
Thinking of this, Klein suddenly felt a strong nausea, and couldn't help retching his head a few times, causing his vision to become blurred.
This is really a chilling guess...but it is very likely to be close to the truth and close to the answer! In an instant, he had a deeper understanding of the words "in order to resist the abyss, one must bear the corrosion of the abyss", "the guardians, and a group of poor people who are always fighting against danger and madness".
Could this be one of the reasons why the church concealed the "acting method"? Some degree of recycling? But this will make the higher-ups themselves betray the church... Klein's heart clearly reflected his changing expression.
Seeing his reaction, Dunn suddenly smiled, his gray eyes flickering with light: "You can think about it in a positive way, our companions accompany us in a different way."
"They will always be with us."
As soon as he finished speaking, Dunn lowered his head, picked up the coffee, and brought it to his mouth.
After another ten seconds of silence, he leaned back slightly, raised his head and said, "And you can rest assured that as long as we can still collect extraordinary materials from normal sources, we will not do what you think." JrNovels.com
"In the future, you can always carry a deck of Tarot cards with you, which can be used for divination and as a weapon." Klein withdrew his attention and packed up the items left over from the potion preparation just now.
After dealing with these, collecting the remaining materials and burning the formula of the potion, he exhaled, walked out of the alchemy room, and closed the secret door casually.
Because of Old Neil's matter, he is not in the mood to try to entertain everyone with absurd ways for the time being, and plans to wait until the slight spillage of the "Joker" potion is reduced by meditation before doing so.
Huh, it will be a brand new experience... Anyway, I am no longer a purely auxiliary person... Well, old Neil has passed away, and among the members of Tingen Market Value Night Squad, I am the only one left who can be a support person Well, the Holy Church should send us at least one "Secret Peer" or "Seer" from other places... Klein walked along the deep corridors illuminated by elegant gas lamps, approaching the stairs desertedly, one floor after another. Slowly back to the Blackthorn Security Company step by step.
Then, he saw the sunlight in the Nighthawk's entertainment room.
The sunlight coming in from the oriel window, pure and warm.
Klein turned to the captain's office, and saw that the door was wide open, and Dunn Smith was leaning back in his chair, sniffing his pipe lightly.
With a sweep of his gray eyes, Dunn changed his sitting position and said, "You are in very good condition, not at all like you just finished taking the potion."
"Perhaps this is the benefit of being promoted after being thoroughly digested." Klein closed the door casually, pulled out a chair and sat down.
He and Dunn both knew the "acting method" and could exchange related issues normally without being bound by the oath, but at this time, the two of them tacitly did not mention this matter, and fell into silence after asking and answering.
Klein thought for a moment, then asked, "Your Excellency Sesima has left?"
"Yes, as a senior deacon, he has other things to do." Dunn pondered for a few seconds and said, "Well, he took away the pair of red eyes left by Old Neil."
Klein asked in surprise and bewilderment, "Why?"
Dunn picked up the coffee, took a sip, and said in silence for a long time: "We can't deceive ourselves, the out-of-control team members have actually turned into monsters, and I told you that after the monster dies, it will leave behind some things that are rich in extraordinary power. If these things Uncontrollable, if there are various problems, it must be sealed, well, this is one of the sources of sealed items, and the internal rules of the Nighthawks are that the items left by the out-of-control team members should be kept in other places, so as not to irritate his companions."
"Understandable regulations." Klein nodded slightly.
Suddenly, he was keenly aware that the captain had missed a possibility just now, so he asked suspiciously: "What if the things that are left behind after the death of the 'monster' are controllable?"
Dunn looked at him, his gray eyes were as deep as the most peaceful night.
He sighed and said, "You don't want to know the answer."
...Klein was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly realized a certain possibility:
Normal monsters will leave extraordinary materials behind, which are used to prepare corresponding potions.
What about the monsters that runaways turn into?
If the things they left behind belonged to the controllable type, would they also be regarded as Extraordinary materials...
Thinking of this, Klein suddenly felt a strong nausea, and couldn't help retching his head a few times, causing his vision to become blurred.
This is really a chilling guess...but it is very likely to be close to the truth and close to the answer! In an instant, he had a deeper understanding of the words "in order to resist the abyss, one must bear the corrosion of the abyss", "the guardians, and a group of poor people who are always fighting against danger and madness".
Could this be one of the reasons why the church concealed the "acting method"? Some degree of recycling? But this will make the higher-ups themselves betray the church... Klein's heart clearly reflected his changing expression.
Seeing his reaction, Dunn suddenly smiled, his gray eyes flickering with light: "You can think about it in a positive way, our companions accompany us in a different way."
"They will always be with us."
As soon as he finished speaking, Dunn lowered his head, picked up the coffee, and brought it to his mouth.
After another ten seconds of silence, he leaned back slightly, raised his head and said, "And you can rest assured that as long as we can still collect extraordinary materials from normal sources, we will not do what you think." JrNovels.com
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