"Then what identity do you want?" Anthony Stevenson thought for a while and asked.
With Klein's current status, he is qualified to be the archbishop of his position. Of course, this is also impossible.
"Give me the position of Senior Deacon of Nighthawks," Klein had already had an idea. "Just use the name of Klein Moretti."
"Hmm... do you know Leonard Mitchell? I want to be his boss." Klein laughed and didn't mind his true identity being known.
"Cline Moretti?" Anthony Stevenson frowned. He seemed to have seen the secret document about the transfer order of the two Nighthawks. It was very strange. In Leonard Mitchell He didn't even know it before he came to see him with that document!
He glanced at Klein and said nothing, just nodded slightly, "Okay."
"Then I'll go see my subordinates first!" Klein nodded to Anthony Stevenson and thanked him. Returning to the Church of the Night was as easy as going home.
"He is actually a member of my Church of the Night..." Anthony was surprised, but he stopped delving into it and wrote Klein's name into the church directory.
Klein walked out of the Archbishop's room, already wearing the dark black starry robe of the Church of the Night, and at the same time changed back to his true self.
Soon Klein found Leonard and stretched out his hand in his surprised eyes.
"Re-acquaint yourself, I am now your boss, Senior Deacon Klein Moretti."
Klein smiled as he watched Leonard's expression change from surprise to weird, and then rolled his eyes slightly, "Have you finally changed back to this identity?"
"The last time I saw a psychiatrist, she suggested that I wear less of a mask," Klein explained.
"Then...welcome back." Leonard smiled.
Because of his previous experience, Klein easily integrated into the work of the Nighthawks in just a few days, and even had the illusion of returning to work in Tingen City.
But the position is different, and the current job is also different.
Leonard became the captain of the Red Gloves as a Sequence Five "Spirit Witch", handling some extraordinary events in Backlund's jurisdiction. Only events that he couldn't handle would require Klein's intervention.
"Performing the 'Cunning Mage'..." Klein's job is actually very easy, which allows him to have time to play the "Cunning Mage", and it has already begun to bear fruit.
"Deacon Moretti, Captain Leonard, please come over!" Today, a red glove suddenly came to Klein's office. Klein raised his eyebrows, and it was finally time to start work.
"Let's go!" Klein quickly arrived at the conference room where Leonard was.
"I have something I need to discuss with you."
Leonard handed a document to Klein.
Klein flipped through it casually, only to see some theft cases that did not involve extraordinary power on the surface.
"What is this?" Klein asked confused, unable to get any useful information from this kind of document.
"I... don't feel right." Leonard's tone was a little strange.
"You?" Klein was inspired and suddenly realized who it was that something was wrong.
Based on Klein's knowledge of Leonard, there is a high probability that he will not be able to get any information from these theft cases.
"Yes, the reason is that I discovered some unusual thefts while dealing with an extraordinary incident. I felt something was not right, so I conducted an in-depth investigation, and then I came up with this document."
"I feel like I need your help."
That's because that angel felt that Leonard couldn't handle it, so he pushed the matter to me... Klein understood.
The thing that can be handled by Klein is probably a demigod. Judging from the identity of the old angel, he is probably a demigod of the "thief" path.
"Then I'll do the divination." Klein looked at the entries on the file. There were enough thefts on Berklund Street within a month, which can be used as a medium for divination.
And Klein has not done divination for a long time. After all, sometimes the causal line directly conveys certain images to his mind, and there is no need for divination at all.
"Okay." Leonard folded his arms and sat on the chair and waited quietly.
"Extraordinary forces were involved in these thefts..."
Klein took out his pocket watch and started divination casually. After seven divination words, the pocket watch rotated half a circle to the right as expected.
Leonard and Klein looked at each other, their expressions becoming solemn.
"The connection between these events..." Klein closed his eyes and performed dream divination.
In a daze, Klein came to Berklund Street and looked at a certain villa.
In his eyes, a girl jumped nimbly from the water pipe on the third floor and landed on the ground without any effort.
"This is an extraordinary person, but he seems to be of low rank."
Klein thought for a while, then gently touched the line of cause and effect.
In this dream, the causal line is naturally false, but this is just a habitual action of Klein. He is mobilizing his spirituality to change the divination object to this girl!
Buzz!
The dream in front of Klein changed directly.
Still the same girl, she sat on the bed, raised her hands to pinch her forehead, her dark brown eyes turned slightly, she took out the necklace around her neck and held it in her palms.
The main body of this necklace is seven emerald green and transparent stones. They are surrounded by a circle of small diamonds, and the distance between them is exactly the same.
At this time, one of the stones slowly lit up, emitting an emerald green light, which illuminated her face and made her eyes highlight one strange and mysterious symbol after another.
At the same time, the door to the room opened, and what came in was a gray mouse with smooth and shiny hair. Its eyes were darker than those of its kind, almost dark red.
"Hazel..."
The mouse looked at the girl and actually spoke!
But at this time, Klein suddenly saw gray mice emerging one after another from the corners of the bedroom, the entrance to the balcony, and the bottom of the bed. They all had dark red eyes, but could only make a squeaking sound. .
The girl was so frightened that she took a step back and tripped over the edge of the easy chair. Her body swayed and she almost fell, but she finally regained her balance.
Klein's pupils shrank, and at this moment, its spirituality seemed to be substantially hindered.
The demigod seemed to be on alert and was interfering with Klein's divination!
All the rats on the ground were walking towards Klein. They seemed to have mutated. In an instant, they swelled to be even larger than Klein, charging towards him with an unstoppable momentum!
Klein's eyes seemed to have a flash of phosphorescence. He escaped from this dream and erased all traces of his existence!