What about the rest of the Magician’s rules? As Klein idly leafed through the newspaper he had finished reading, he thought about the issues that mattered most to him.

He had already considered one point before, and that was the difference between having an audience to cheer for him and not having one. However, just this alone didn’t seem sufficient.

With this thought, Klein’s thoughts ran wild as he inexplicably thought of something.

When I was still a Seer, being recognized and praised as a true fortune-teller would give me a feeling that the process of digesting the magic potion had become faster. After I concluded the Seer principles, I began to believe that there was no direct correlation between the views and feedback from others and that they were merely expressions, nothing substantial. If I act well enough, I would naturally be acknowledged, and my digestion would naturally be faster.

That is to say, I had always believed that they were two different responses with the same gains, and not something related to causality.

But now, there’s the “choice” of receiving an audience’s applause… If it does help me digest the potion, does it mean that some performances really require feedback, and the way that others view me can subtly affect the progress of my potion’s digestion?

Hmm, by extension, would the establishment of the Churches by the seven orthodox gods, the spreading of their faith, and the nurturing of their followers partially be a result of this?

… This is truly a sacrilegious thought. I am indeed not a person who sincerely worships gods. I will praise them, but I won’t blindly believe in them… Klein quickly adjusted his train of thought as he searched for another angle of attack.

He repeatedly compared the subtle differences between Seer, Clown, and Magician. Gradually, he came up with an idea.

In comparison, does a Magician, who needs to perform, possess the need to take the “initiative?”

Taking the initiative to perform instead of being passive like a Seer or Clown?

From the perspective of fate, it also fits. From a Seer’s reverence of fate, a Clown’s characteristic of being teased by fate while still maintaining a smile, and finally a Magician who takes the initiative to challenge fate. Even if the result is nothing real or substantial, he will still receive the audience’s applause from his deception…

Klein nodded indiscernibly as he planned to make attempts in taking the initiative to perform.

Where should I start? It should be something relatively less dangerous. Uh, I can consider the imprisonment of that vampire named Emlyn White by Father Utravsky…

However, I need to confirm that this group of nonhumans abide by the law and only engage in petty theft at the worst… Where do Emlyn’s companions stay on the southern side of the bridge? I can’t really remember. I’ll have to use divination to jog my memories. Hmm, I’ll also confirm how dangerous it is…

Having come to this conclusion, Klein put down the newspaper, got up, and went upstairs.

It had to be said that he didn’t have any other motivation to actively involve himself in something that had almost nothing to do with him. It wasn’t his personality, but in order to act, he had to force himself to do so.

This is considered rather simple for me. How would a straight male act as a Witch and Demoness of Pleasure? It’s no wonder the City of Silver emphasizes that “you’re only acting”… Klein suddenly understood the meaning of the admonition.

Silver, in a dark room at the top of the

six-member council, Colin Iliad, stood in front of a window, staring at

beams of light illuminated his disheveled white hair, revealing his twisted and hideous old scars on his face, as well as the deep

period of time, Colin turned and looked at a dark corner. He

stood up. It was pitch black as it shot towards

rubbing against

of abnormality, but there was no immediate need

and said,

and the clone of the mysterious figure were eliminated. However,

full forty-two years, without any consideration for the traps or the consequences… All of this made Colin, who had killed and hunted many monsters, instinctively feel that something

he believed that this was a deliberate choice made by the mysterious man. Although the real purpose of the mysterious man was still unknown, he definitely had some

abnormalities, he deliberately pretended to be deceived and directly permitted the youth named Derrick Berg to return home. However, he had

method which Colin had used in the past. It was a change he had no choice

the bed and muttered to himself for quite a while. As I was afraid that

a shop nap, he suddenly woke up and conducted a ritual. I suspect that his mind wasn’t lucid while doing so

had elements of a

pondered for a while and said with a solemn expression, “As expected… Perhaps he was communicating

is his purpose? Why did he spend his

it continued, “After the ritual, Derrick no

that mysterious person’s main body is attracted here, we might not be able to deal

observation. That mysterious person has yet to

remember that prophecy? It’s almost time for disaster to befall… The further we explore,

shadow slowly retreated back

household, Derrick began to

Cough! Cough! Cough!

crouched down and coughed nonstop until his throat began to itch, and he

the ground. It was a worm with

areas on its body, forming

at the bottom of the spire previously, and he was certain that he

was able to count the total number of rings on its body. There were a total of

can it be used for? It seems to be dead… Derrick lost

northern part of

mountains as it occupied a vast stretch of

and its surroundings was a vast expanse

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