After handing Hanass the sheet of paper he had previously left above Sefirah Castle, now thoroughly steeped in its aura, Nimrod gave him a few more instructions and some relatively easy tasks-Sirius, who worked alongside Hanass Vincent, was a cloth merchant, so Nimrod entrusted the two of them with making his custom clothing.
The next time he entered the Circle of Inevitability timeline, Nimrod would need clothes that made it easier to move around and carry things.
At the same time, the grand promises Nimrod had made to Hanass were also an experiment-what was a "Marauder"?
A "Marauder" was not an ordinary thief, but a blasphemer who dreamed of stealing hearts and pilfering fate. Then, if he tried stealing "faith" while still a "Marauder," would that also count as an efficient way to digest the potion?
The Celestial Worthy, who stood at the pinnacle of "Marauders," had this to say:
All right, he refused to answer. After all, once Nimrod had permanently usurped some of the "Swindler" abilities, the Celestial Worthy had become unwilling to tell him anything related to the "Error" Pathway.
Still, Nimrod suspected that this should be a viable and efficient option.
The so-called "Acting Method" involved acting as the owner of the Beyonder characteristic, gradually allowing the mental imprint within it to merge with oneself, and thereby gaining complete control over the potion's power.
Conversely, the reason the "Acting Method" emphasized that one was "only acting" was precisely because, if a Beyonder forgot that fact during the process, the mental imprint within the Beyonder characteristic would take control of them instead, gradually making them less and less like their original self.
The most fundamental mental imprint contained within the Beyonder characteristics of the "Error" Pathway belonged to the "Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings," while stealing faith directed toward the "True Creator" also echoed the Celestial Worthy's experiences-in a sense, the "omnipotence" held by the "True Creator" was one of God Almighty's core authorities.
Thus, Nimrod suspected that if he could steal the faith directed toward the "True Creator" and redirect it to himself, even if it came from just one person, it would be enough to completely digest his Sequence 9 potion.
And after Nimrod had fully digested the "Swindler" Beyonder characteristic and seized the abilities within it, this characteristic, which Amon had once tampered with, had also gained another ability, bringing about a qualitative change in the "Excellent Observation" he had possessed since Sequence 9.
Now, apart from being able to sense valuables (So Klein really did inherit his poverty from the Celestial Worthy!), Nimrod's ability to observe other people's microexpressions and movements had also improved considerably. Although it fell short of a "Spectator," who specialized in observation, it had truly crossed into a supernatural realm that ordinary people could hardly reach.
-To make it easier for himself to hunt Beyonders of the same Pathway, Amon had once used the Uniqueness of the "Error" Pathway to delete some abilities from Beyonder characteristics below the demigod level.
After giving Hanass all his instructions, Nimrod pondered for a moment. Once he was certain he had forgotten nothing, he slowly rose and headed out of the White Crystal Room.
It was time to get properly acquainted with Klein as a "fellow countryman."
"The divination actually failed..."
Klein stared gravely at the pendulum in his hand. At that moment, the Pure Silver Pendulum, purchased with funds from the Church of Evernight, hung motionless from his wrist, pointing calmly toward the ground.
He had never expected his first divination at the Divination Club, as a "Seer," to end in failure. For a moment, it made Klein question his life, and even brought a thought to mind: Maybe the feng shui here is bad.
However, that thought only flashed through Klein's mind. He put away the pendulum in his hand, leaned back slightly, and began analyzing the situation rationally:
I just tried to divine the background of that man who seemed to be someone Hanass Vincent feared, but supernatural interference prevented me from divining his true identity.
As expected, he's a Beyonder. He might even be one whose Beyonder characteristic comes with anti-divination abilities!
Hmm... I have two choices now. The first is to go up to that space formed from gray fog and try again with the gray fog's enhancement of divination; the second is to give up for now, or try a different divination method...
Klein muttered a few words, then cautiously dismissed his first idea. In any case, he could not enter the Gray Fog Space right now. Who knew whether someone might suddenly come looking for him for a divination? Although he had only just joined the Divination Club, a man could still dream.
So Klein decided to try another method of divination, one that only a true "Seer" could perform.
"Dream Divination"!
He acted as soon as he made up his mind. Klein immediately pictured the appearance of the gentleman he had seen in the meeting room and silently said to himself:
His current location...
Compared with divining someone's "origins," their "location" would be easier to divine, and Dream Divination could provide additional information-this way, he might be able to gather more intelligence without alerting the other party!
Klein lowered his head. Soon, darkness filled his vision, and within that darkness, an image gradually emerged before him.
A young man in a suit, with curly black hair and black eyes, stood in front of a door, raising his fingers to knock.
...Has he not spoken with Hanass Vincent, or has he already finished speaking with him? Just as these thoughts surfaced in Klein's mind, he suddenly felt that the scene he had divined looked inexplicably familiar.
First, the surrounding decor matched the Divination Club's.
Second, he must have seen the scene he was now divining on his way here.
In short...
Wait, isn't that the door to the room I'm in right now?
Has this Beyonder come to silence me?
A flicker of panic immediately rose in Klein's heart, but the scene in his dream continued.
Klein watched helplessly as Nimrod raised his head, seemingly looking straight at him through the dream.
The next moment, he reached out and gently knocked on the door:
Knock, knock.
A knock, knock came from outside the door, and the already fragile dream shattered with the sound.
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