Mr.
Azick could tell that I am a metahuman?His ability is truly impressive...
Klein paused for a moment and replied frankly:"Yes."He thought for a moment, then added:"Because of the incident with Welch and Naia.""Sure enough, as I suspected..." Mr.
Azick sighed, "There were two individuals with metahuman abilities among the police officers who came to inquire about Cohen and me at school."That should be the captain and Leonard;it was their case...
Klein nodded slightly, without saying anything more.Mr.
Azick raised his cane a bit:"I believe you've already entered that circle.
I hope you can help me find clues about my origins.
This doesn't require special effort on your part;just remember them when you encounter them."He then wore a wry smile as he continued:"Other than you, no one with metahuman abilities recognizes me...
You can never imagine the emotions of someone without a past.
It's like a ship adrift in the vast ocean.
The scariest thing is not encountering storms but finding no port or route to land, where each disaster awaits and there is no end, no peace, and no safety."No, Mr.
Azick, I understand your feelings perfectly because I am just the same...
Fortunately, I have fragments of my original owner's memories, and I have Benson and Melissa...
Klein answered silently, then asked:"Mr.
Azick, why don't you enter such a circle yourself to find useful clues with your amazing abilities?"Looking into Klein’s eyes, Mr.
Azick smiled ironically:"Because I fear danger and death."He sighed and said:"I'm accustomed to my current life and enjoy it too much to take risks or have the courage to do so.
I can only entrust this task to you."Klein did not say more, promising instead:"If I come across relevant clues, I'll pay special attention to them.""Alright, we should head back to the office now.
Wait for Cohen to finish his business and we’ll go enjoy lunch together at Eastbury’s restaurant on campus, remember?The food there is quite good.
Oh, I’ll treat you." Mr.
Azick raised his cane, pointing in the direction they had come from.Sorry, but I really don’t remember that;back when I was still my original owner in college, we never had any money to go to Eastbury’s...
Klein touched his hat and followed Mr.
Azick back to the graystone building on the History Department.After a few steps, Mr.
Azick suddenly said:"After finishing up here at school, I’ll be taking my summer vacation.
You can visit my home afterward or write me."Klein nodded and chatted casually:"Mr.
Azick, I thought you were going to Dicex Bay for your holiday.""No, the south is too hot now.
I don’t enjoy sunbathing as much.
Look at my skin;Es fácil volverse moreno.
En comparación, prefiero el Condado de Winterfell o las regiones septentrionales del Imperio Vossak.
Allí puedo esquiar, apreciar la paisaje y cazar focas." El señor Azick, con su piel morena, sonrió.I would love to...
Newly appointed Night Watchman Klein showed a jealous look.After lunch, returning home, he took a short nap, then began reviewing and studying advanced knowledge on runes and amulets, hoping to quickly master them and produce something that could be used in combat and initially assist him.Just before three o'clock in the afternoon, Klein packed up his belongings and sealed his bedroom with a spiritual wall.---Above the gray fog, in an imposing temple, an ancient and weathered bronze long table stood still.Clad in dense grayish-white mist, Klein sat at the head of the table, watching as Justice and The Hanged Man still appeared vaguely on their designated seats.Hmm, Miss Justice's emotions seem unstable.
Worry, unease, and confusion...
Having already activated his clairvoyance, Klein quickly noticed the unusual state of the only female member of the Tarot Club with just a glance.Audrey Hall’s current feelings were beyond description;the sudden ability of her assistant, Sue, to speak had given her an overwhelming shock.In her imagination, she envisioned a future where she would be Miss Detective or a famous psychologist named Audrey, accompanied by her assistant dog, Sue.