"Don't rush to thank me first, the next step is the Q&A session, I hope you can answer truthfully and don't hide it."

Crestai's facial muscles twitched, as if trying to put on a smile, but his jaw and mouth were hidden in the shadows outlined by the erected neckline, making it difficult to see the expression.

His dark green eyes stared at Angel, as if to see through her soul and see if she was lying, and his pupils became darker, almost pitch black.

"Tell me about your mastery of the 'Assassin' potion."

Angel took a deep breath, and the excuse "inspired by Ms. Daly" that had been revised and perfected countless times came to mind.

"It started when I heard about Ms. Dali's ......"

"Stop," Crestai interrupted Angel, "Lady Dalie Simone is upstairs, I can hear these words from herself, what I want to know is you, 'yourself' feelings, for example, how did you come up with the 'Assassin' code." ”

My own thoughts about the "Assassin"?

Angel cleared up, threw aside the clichés in her head, reorganized the language, and said:

"I was able to get a sense of ...... when I narrowly killed Lady Daly and Mr. Leonard with the help of Lady Daly and Mr. Leonard in the fight with her Although I didn't want to say it, I did feel the thrill of killing at the time. ”

She did not elaborate on the course of the battle, for the senior deacon must have read all the reports on the two night watchmen who had made a special request, and must have known the circumstances of the battle.

Crestai just nodded knowingly, as she thought, and motioned for Angel to continue.

"Then there was the operation to track down the notes of the Antigonus family through the seal '2-049', in which I was attacked by an assassin on a wanted warrant and killed him in a counterattack, and then, with the assistance of Klein, I was able to deal with the members of the 'Esoteric Order' who tried to snatch the notes, and in both battles I experienced the aforementioned pleasure of killing......"

"Based on these battles, I have summed up the 'assassin' code of counterattacking and killing the opponent under the enemy's surprise attack, and become an 'assassin' who waits for the rabbit and pretends to be the target."

"While comprehending this, I felt that I had truly mastered the power of potions, and I had a special and wonderful feeling......"

Angel told the "Goddess Sword" in detail about how he digested the "assassin" potion, except for hiding the "little bit" truth that he already knew about the trick.

Crestai nodded, her eyes dark green again, and her gaze softened considerably, relieved that Angel didn't feel hostility or scrutiny.

"From the battle reports sent to the Templar by the city of Tingen, I can tell that you are an excellent night watchman, which is certainly due to the abilities that potions bring to you, but it is more due to your own extraordinary talent and sharp intuition, and believe me, this talent has surpassed that of most night watchmen."

Crestai sighed.

"You've learned your own experience through this talent and intuition, so do you share that experience with your teammates?"

"Yes, I guess this experience will help you master potions quickly and reduce the chance of losing control, so why not share it with my teammates?"

"All your teammates?" Crestai asked.

"Hmm...... Yes, all the extraordinary, not counting the civilians, when I talked to Klein, I found that he also felt something about it, and that's why we submitted the special application together. ”

Angel thought that it would be Klein's turn to be examined next, so he helped him "foreshadow" him in Crestai in advance.

"It's good, it's good, you're a good guy to share with your teammates."

Crestel's eyes narrowed, and Angel guessed that the corners of his mouth under the collar grinned upwards with a hint of a smile.

"There's one last process ahead."

From the side of the high-backed chair, he lifted a metal suitcase, silvery-white, about a meter long, slightly flattened, like a weapon box containing firearms.

Angel then realized that there was actually a box next to Crestai, and before the other party picked up the box, she seemed to have no sense of the box at all, ignoring the existence of this object.

Putting the box on his lap, Crestai's eyes turned black again, and his right hand was pressed weakly, and the invisible shield on the surface of the box disintegrated and shattered.

At the same time, all the surrounding light disappeared, and the gas lamps on the wall could only illuminate themselves, but the scattered light seemed to be sucked into the metal box, leaving only Angel and Crestai sitting opposite, and the metal box that reflected the silver light.

This...... Somewhat similar to the examination session just now? Is it the extraordinary abilities of this "Goddess's Sword", or the characteristics of the objects in the chest?

Angel felt something, and watched Crestai open the metal box with a "snap", turning the box to face her, revealing a pure white short sword inside.

The length of the sword is less than a meter, and the material of the sword body is like white bone, quietly emitting pure white light, in the environment that has become dull, like a bright moon hanging high in the night sky, attracting Angel's attention.

Looking carefully, the smooth sword body is densely covered with cascading logos and symbols, and the more you look closely, there seem to be more logos among the symbols, which makes people just want to count the numbers one by one and study them slowly.

……

Bang –

Crestai moved the high-backed chair slightly, making a noise from the friction against the floor, leaving the box and the dagger inside out of Angel's gaze, sobering him up from his inability to break free.

Taking a deep breath, Angel looked away, not daring to look at the pure white dagger again.

"Sword of the Goddess" ...... Recognition of "holy relics......

Angel suddenly remembered Dunn's assessment of the senior deacon.

It seems that the holy relic is this strange dagger.

"You put your hand on your sword, and follow me to recite the oath and make the oath."

Crestai said.

Angel complied, got up from the high-backed chair, walked to the only "holy object" that emitted light in this lightless environment, bent down, and pressed her right hand to it.

An icy sensation spread through her body through the place of contact, but it didn't feel piercing.

"The goddess of the night, nobler than the stars, older than eternity."

She heard Crestai chanting in Hermes.

"I swear to you by my real name and my spirituality."

"I, Angel, from now on, will never reveal the corresponding details to people who don't know the 'acting method'."

How to play...... Sure enough, this is what Ms. Dai Li calls "making a vow......

Angel's thoughts flowed, and she followed the senior deacon as she recited the vows in Hermes.

And truthfully answer the three questions of the person in front of you.

"If you disobey, you will be punished."

"Bear witness to my oath."

Halfway through the recitation, she had already discovered that something was wrong, the oath of "truthfully answering three questions truthfully" was impossible for her to say at all, but there seemed to be a magical power from the end of the arm pressed on the holy object, so that Angel followed the "Goddess Sword" to complete the recitation of the oath.

Vaguely, she felt her connection to someone at infinity strengthened.

"Praise the Goddess."

After reciting the vow, Crestai drew a crimson moon on his chest, and Angel followed suit.

The senior deacon then closed the lid of the metal box and pressed his right hand as if it had been opened, reconstructing the invisible barrier around the metal box, blocking out the gravitational pull that drew all the light in the box.

The dim but warm glow of the gas lamps filled the alchemy room again.

"Okay, the oath is established, I think you should also feel the connection with the holy relics, so I hope you can answer the next questions truthfully."

Unlike the previous request for Angel to answer truthfully, this time Crestel's tone was particularly serious, reminding her of what Ms. Dali said when she mentioned the "oath".

"First, the first question."

The senior deacon's dark green eyes regained and looked at Angel with a burning gaze.

"When did you become an 'instigator'?"

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