Chapter 38 Klein the Fool
After paying the 2 soli fare, Klein prepared to watch the two Mandated Punishers leave, and then think about what behavior led to the digestion of the Joker's potion. This is related to the Beyonder's greatest enemy - loss of control.

Especially after losing his mentor and friend, old Neil, his desire for further advancement became stronger...

Klein waved goodbye to the two Punishers who had jumped onto the carriage, but he found that Old Blue was looking at him with a smile. He said:

"Why don't you come with me?"

"Ah?" Klein didn't react. "Excuse me, are you asking me?"

"No, I'm asking about Dunn behind you."

"Captain!" Klein turned around quickly. There was no human figure behind him, only his own shadow.

"Of course it's you, get in." Old Blue said and got into the car.

Matthew followed closely behind, looking as if this night watchman wasn't very smart.

Even the passers-by and the coachman felt that the young man who paid the money was a little stupid...

……

The horses started to move, driving the carriage forward, swaying a little.

"Um... Mr. Blue... The captain only asked me to advance the carriage fee..." Klein asked in a low voice to ensure that the coachman outside could not hear.

Old Blue and Matthew looked at each other and said:

"Then think about it again. What did Dunn say before?"

“As I said before…” Klein suddenly remembered that the captain originally wanted to use the Nighthawk carriage to send the two away… So that’s how it was. Making sure the two Mandated Punishers returned to the Mandated Punisher team… just in case, was also part of the process. The captain didn’t remind him… maybe he forgot.

"It seems you understand," said old Blue gently:

"It's okay. We're used to it. The Nighthawks' memory...well, the same as your captain's."

No, no, this has nothing to do with my memory! Klein complained in his heart. He saw Captain Matthew, who was sitting next to the priestess, nodded in agreement... He sighed in his heart. It seems that the Nighthawks and the Mandated Punishers have stereotypes about each other...

The Night Watchmen generally believe that the Punishers are too rude and disrespectful to women. The Punishers also believe that the Night Watchmen generally have poor memories...

My memory is fine! I still remember a lot of potion formulas that the priestess owed me! Including the magician... Of course Klein didn't dare to say it out loud, he could only complain in his heart... Then the carriage fell into silence.

Klein had many questions in his mind, such as the transparent eyes, the hidden sage, and the moves used by Old Blue. These questions were too embarrassing for a Fool to ask... But now it was different. In reality, he was indeed a novice Nighthawk who had just become a Beyonder for more than a month. It was normal for him to have questions... He just didn't know if the priestess would answer every question like she did above the gray fog...

He decided to give it a try, so he asked:

“Mr. Blue, what do those eyes without eyelashes mean? I saw them behind Mr. Neil before, but I didn’t pay much attention to them…” Old Blue gave Klein a meaningful look, which made him feel a little embarrassed. Then he said:
“That should be the ‘Eye of Peering’ from the ‘Peeping Secrets’ path… Beyonders of this path, Sequence 5 and above, can summon the ‘Eye of Peeping Secrets’ as an extension of their own vision. By placing it on the person who needs to be monitored, they can know the person’s every move…”

"The secret peeper... Old Neil's path..." Klein was somewhat dazed. He saw that Captain Matthew was also listening attentively, so he no longer felt ashamed and listened attentively to the old man's story.

"As for the ones we just dealt with, I initially thought they were some Beyonders with bad intentions... until the anomaly happened. So many Peering Eyes... and that figure, should be the pinnacle of this path, the 'Hidden Sage' worshipped by the 'Moss Ascetic Order'."

At this point, Old Blue looked a little depressed, and then said:

"I made a mistake in this matter... I should have thought that since Old Neil was performing the ritual privately, the object of the ritual must be a certain secret existence... and being watched by a secret existence with malicious intent... death is already the best outcome."

"You know, the only one who can fight against the evil god like the Hidden Sage, um, even if it is an evil god, is God... I prayed at that time, but received no response... Maybe I was not devout enough..."

Matthew nodded. As the captain of the Made Incarnate Team, he knew a lot of information. The "Hidden Sages" were the ones with more detailed records. After all, the Moss Ascetic Order had cooperated with various churches for a long time, and they had not gone crazy at that time.

Facing the eyes of the room, he silently prayed to the Lord of Storms, but received no response either...

boom!
Klein's head seemed to make a loud noise. He suddenly remembered that when he was running in the underground passage and rushing to the guard room, he heard an illusory voice of prayer... At that time, in order to arrive in time, he used ritual magic... and in order to prevent Leonard behind him from noticing his abnormality... he chose to ignore it... ignore it...

He felt dizzy. Old Blue was not praying to the Lord of Storms... but to that "ridiculous", "incompetent", "Sequence 8" fool!
Klein felt his eyes blurry, the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably, and buds of flesh grew on the back of his right hand that was covering his face... He believed that the same was true for other parts of his body...

"XX!" Two angry curses were heard, followed by powerful hands that pinned him down on his seat, unable to move at all. Even the brim of his half-high silk hat was stuffed into his mouth...

"Passenger? What's wrong?" The coachman pulled the reins hard, forcing the carriage to stop. He thought something had happened to the passenger or the carriage was broken down, and he was a little nervous.

A one-pound note was thrown out of the carriage, and then a thunderous voice was heard: "Turn around! Go back to where you just came from! Quick!"

Another older, more powerful, and oppressive voice came out: "No, speed up and get closer to us."

"Okay! Okay!" The coachman tightly grasped the banknote with the charming pattern on it, used all his skills, drove the carriage quickly, and gave it 1 pound, and you can go wherever you want!
……

“Fuck!” Old Blue regretted it very much. Why did he wade into this mess... He had to show off by scratching the Hidden Sage’s eyes, which brought His revenge. Now he’s talking nonsense and made Klein lose control with just one sentence!

"Meditation, Klein, calm down, meditate," Old Blue said gently, trying to guide the young man. He only saw tears flowing from the corners of Klein's eyes and he was mumbling something. He leaned in to listen carefully and heard:
"Dad...Mom...go home...Old Neil...Captain...I'm sorry..."

Old Blue couldn't hold it anymore, and Chinese popped out! Klein! Are you not pretending anymore?!

He looked up and saw that Klein had fallen into a deep dream. The abnormalities on his body were fading away rapidly, and the granulation on the back of his hand had retracted, leaving only the part that Old Blue had just grabbed forcefully, which quickly turned red.

Old Blue breathed a sigh of relief and patted Matthew, indicating that everything was fine. Seeing that Klein had indeed recovered, the latter was relieved and complained after letting go:
"Old man, you'd better... don't deal with the Nighthawks in the future. Such a young man... lost control because of your words..."

　…The previous chapter has just been posted, and another “old salted fish who can’t turn over” has voted for the monthly ticket. Thank you for voting… So today’s second update will be posted in advance… Thank you for watching!
　　
　
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