Secrets: Priestess

Chapter 18 Prayer
Accidentally involved in a mysterious party, get a seat, and choose a specific code name.

This is consistent with the experiences of ordinary people coming into contact with cults or hidden organizations as recorded in the bizarre case notes of the Night Watchmen.

According to the records of the predecessors of the Night Watch, what followed was the exchange of half-true and half-false mysterious knowledge.

Just like now, with Miss Justice mentioning whether the tarot cards made by Emperor Roselle have the ability to divination as the starting point, The Hanged Man expounded on the common sense of divination and tools, and the convenience of tarot cards as a divination tool.

Claire, who loves to "learn", had never been exposed to this kind of knowledge before, but she listened with great interest.

Miss Justice then mentioned that Emperor Roselle had personally crafted twenty-two playing cards, and that the Tarot cards were then made with reference to those twenty-two playing cards that truly possessed hidden powers.

Mr. Fool remained silent about this.

The Hanged Man straightened his back and said solemnly, "It is said that Emperor Roselle has seen the Blasphemous Slate. That deck of cards contains the secrets of the twenty-two divine paths."

"The Blasphemous Tablets", "Twenty-two Paths of God".

The moment she heard these two words, Claire once again clearly felt the "strange movement" of the "universalist" potion she had drunk in her body.

But this time the "unusual movement" is barely detectable.

This feeling was something she had occasionally experienced while studying. The first time, Claire thought it was an illusion, but the second time, she could clearly confirm that it was the reaction of the "Universalist" potion in her body.

If she had to use a specific word to describe this reaction, Claire thought it might be possible to use words like "absorption" or "digestion."

In other words, the potion you take does not remain unchanged in the body, but will undergo some subsequent changes.

And this change seems to require time and the fulfillment of certain specific conditions.

Not knowing what the other extraordinary people who took the "Generalist" potion were like, Claire could only confirm that this process would be accelerated when she acquired some more important knowledge.

Like now.

Claire chewed over these words in her heart:

The "blasphemous tablets" and "Twenty-two divine paths" seem worthy of further investigation. Using these as keywords, I'll explore any related documents behind the Chaness Gate.

Claire was thinking silently when she heard Mr. Fool declare, "Okay, let's end today's party here."

"Your will is at my command." The Hanged Man immediately bowed his head.

Without further hesitation, Claire followed Miss Justice and said, "I will obey your will."

This is the respect due to a suspected god.

The whispers returned to my ears.

The deep red in Claire's eyes faded and returned to a dark red.

She found herself back in the small outer room of the armory, at the familiar table with its silver-mounted tin cans and piles of text.

The rustic key ring hanging on the handrail turned into powder, and the keys on the ring fell to the ground with a clanging sound.

Three crystal water droplets appeared in the palm of his hand in a scattered triangle shape, and then disappeared.

I am so familiar with this thing.

Claire clenched her palm into a fist, her brows slightly raised. There was also a dark holy emblem on her chest.

Do all gods like to mark others? Claire couldn't help but complain in her heart.

A spirit of unknown origin...

Claire's fingertips drummed on the tabletop. After a moment's thought, she stood up, locked the armory door with her key, and hung up a notice saying "Go to the alchemy room to look for someone."

The signboard was made by Old Neil, who would occasionally go to the alchemy room to set up ritual magic while on duty at the armory.

Claire passed the intersection and triggered a secret door in a corner near Saint Selina's Church, then walked into the alchemy room of the Nighthawks.

The arrangement that had been disrupted when she was promoted in the early morning had been restored to its original state. Claire took out some materials from the secret corner that Old Neil had told her about.

After some arrangements, Claire rubbed her spirits and lit the crimson and deep black candles representing the goddess, as well as the ordinary candles that represented herself during the ritual. She then used a silver knife to create a closed spiritual wall.

Then Claire uttered the goddess's honorific name:

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

"Lord of Crimson, Mother of Secrets."

"Queen of misfortune and terror, lord of sleep and silence."

The dark holy emblem on her heart glowed crimson, even showing through the robe on Claire's chest.

The dark red eyes grew even darker.

Claire took advantage of this opportunity to quickly take out her auxiliary silver pendulum and inquired about the event she was praying for: "Mr. Fool's gathering in the gray fog is dangerous to me."

Clockwise means "yes" and counterclockwise means "no".

For seven consecutive times, the pendulum swinging in the air rotated counterclockwise under the pull of a mysterious force.

No.

Seven consecutive nos.

She is indeed a follower who is deeply loved by the goddess.

The Goddess knew of Mr. Fool's existence and responded that it would not be dangerous for her to join Mr. Fool's gathering.

Claire sighed, put away her pendulum, and shattered the invisible walls around her.

Since she had been noticed by the goddess and even had the status of a goddess's favored one, Claire felt it necessary to pray to the goddess when it came to matters related to suspected gods.

At her current low level, the Goddess of Night is relatively trustworthy compared to unknown beings.

"I am a follower of the night."

Claire murmured, and just as she was about to leave the alchemy room, she suddenly recalled half of the name: "Fusheng Xuanhuang..."

Claire remembered that when her advancement was about to get out of control, she prayed to this honorable name, and only then did the gray mist help her dispel the whispering threat.

Then think about being in the gray fog, being able to block out the whispers in your ears...

Mr. Fool’s honorific name is Fusheng Xuanhuang…?
Claire tried hard to recall, but she couldn't recall the entire honorific name.

For safety reasons, Claire temporarily gave up trying to recall that honorific name.

Claire then turned to Chanis Gate and borrowed the documents containing the blasphemous slate from Luo Yao Laiding, who was on duty there. Then she returned to the armory to continue her studies.

There aren't many records related to the Profaned Slate, and what's written is very vague, saying that it helped humans improve the potion system, but what is recorded on it and who made it is completely unclear.

It was just vaguely mentioned that it was a creation of the evil god.

In contrast, there is no record of the twenty-two divine paths.

But through the gaps between the words in many documents, Claire basically determined that there were a total of twenty-two potion sequence pathways.

Perhaps, the gods are extraordinary beings of the highest sequence?
While Claire was guessing in her heart, she actually felt that the changes in the potion in her body had made more obvious progress - even more than she could read a book in a whole day relying on her photographic memory.

In other words, this conjecture may be correct knowledge?

Or can important conjectures also be classified as knowledge?
Claire felt the urge to use this conjecture to pray to the Goddess of Night. After thinking carefully, she simply tapped her chest four times, outlining the shape of a crimson moon: "Praise the Goddess."

Just as Claire was buried in the documents, her fellow Nighthawk Leonard and Old Neil pushed open the iron gate and hurriedly called out to her, "Claire, it's time to go on a mission. The captain asked Old Neil to replace you."

　Many thanks to Shiqi Fuyun for pointing out the point about "digestion"! I have made some changes to the previous chapter!
　　I planned to have the protagonist stumble upon "acting" just like Daly... so I also deliberately arranged for the protagonist not to see the diaries that Xiao Ke read before. I didn't realize that I had revealed so much in the previous article. I took the potion and typed it out and digested it. [covering my face

　　
　
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