Candidates

Klein wrapped himself in spirituality and plunged sharply downward.

Back in his room, he dispelled the Wall of Spirituality, but secretly thought:

This time, I didn't find an opportunity to ask the Tower why the Lord of Storms, the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, and the Eternal Blazing Sun are hostile toward one another, or which Pathways can be exchanged... Sigh, not having an alter ego is really inconvenient. I wonder if becoming a Clown will solve this problem...

Afterward, Klein had originally planned to spend a lazy afternoon. After all, he no longer needed to act as a Seer, so there was no need to make visiting the Divination Club part of his regular schedule. He only needed to drop by occasionally to earn some extra money and fulfill his supervisory duties as a Nighthawk.

But the moment he lay down, he heard the doorbell ring. Ding-dong, ding-dong.

Who would come at this hour? Could Melissa have gotten out of school early?

Klein was puzzled, but he still had to get up and go downstairs. He performed a divination before opening the door, and only after confirming there was no danger did he open it.

Then he saw Miss Daly, draped in a black robe.

"Ma'am, what brings you here?" Fortunately, this time she had used the door.

As he asked, Klein ushered Daly into the living room.

Daly seemed to be in a poor mood. She did not even have the energy for her usual verbal teasing and said directly, "I think you need to tell Dunn and the others about the Acting Method as soon as possible."

"What happened?" Klein poured her a glass of water, then asked after sitting down.

Regarding the Acting Method, he was still giving the captain hints and laying the groundwork. He