Above the hazy mist stood an ancient temple-style structure, quiet and steadfast. After a series of fortunate coincidences that had begun to unsettle him, Caine entered this mysterious space after lunch, seeking to confirm a hunch he had formed. He picked up the levitated, cylindrical steel pen, paused for two seconds, and wrote: "I have once again become entangled in a sequence of coincidences generated by the seal '0–08.'" Setting down the dark-red pen, Caine held the silver chain in his left hand and methodically began his divination. In the end, he opened his eyes and looked directly at the pendulum, now just inches away. The yellow crystal pendant remained still, not rotating at all. This indicated a failed divination—either the conditions were insufficient for a successful reading, or '0–08' had actively resisted. Either way, the outcome was the same. Caine tried again, rephrasing his statements and directing them toward different targets, but the divination failed each time. He lightly tapped the edge of the weathered long table with his fingers, hesitating whether to visit the Red Rose Manor the following day or the day after. If there truly isn't a "0–08" or someone comparable with the power to handle these matters, then my sudden flight would certainly raise Prince Edsack's suspicions—not to mention that a flight might not even succeed, since Prince Edsack's people live right next door. Of course, as someone who has already become an "Anonymous," it's quite straightforward for me to make my escape during my outings, but is it really necessary to go this far? Simply visit Prince Edsack properly tomorrow or the day after, deliver the assignment normally, and I can quietly "depart" from Beckland without drawing attention. After all, a prince wouldn't expect much from a wild, untrained extraordinary person. Thus, relying solely on the abilities of the "Faceless" might not be enough to escape the "gaze" that has been fixed upon himself... The best course of action would still be to calmly proceed to the Red Rose Manor, exit the stage through the most ordinary procedures, make a dignified farewell, and gradually fade from view—unnoticed, as though emerging from nowhere. Integrating both aspects, Caine ultimately decided to feign no awareness, adhere to the prearranged plan, and hand over his responsibilities, thus "leaving" Bekkanth. Yes, Mr. The Fool. Dariq responded silently, counting his heartbeat. His eyes remained closed the entire time, as though all that had just happened were merely interludes in a dream. There was still a long way to go before departure—enough time to attend the full Tarot gathering... He felt quite relieved about that. He had originally thought that his entry into the exploration team would mean his absence from the gathering. After 1,000 heartbeats, Dariq waited a little longer before finally feeling himself step into the quiet, serene temple. As he just opened his eyes, vivid scenes flashed through his mind—like an external force had instantly poured back all the memories he had previously lost. Those scenes include: collapsed city walls; buildings in alternating white and blue tones; temples resembling the style of the Silver City, dedicated to the "Fallen Lords"; detailed murals depicting the arrival of the end times and the "Fallen Lords" resisting the six evil deities to protect the remaining human population; beautiful yet perilous "mushrooms"; and a boy with unusually pale, mysterious yellow hair, named Jack, whose origin remains unknown. This scene repeated itself, five times over, each time with subtle variations: On the first occasion, at the temple of the Fallen Creator, all the animal-skin lanterns went out, nearly causing a disaster. On the second, someone couldn’t control themselves and nearly swallowed the mushroom, thankfully stopped by Chief Colin. On the third, young Jack recounted an additional story—how he and his father had sailed across an endless ocean in search of the Creator’s sanctuary, only to encounter a massive storm. On the fourth, Joshua was severely wounded unexpectedly by the seemingly ordinary young Jack. On the fifth, the temple completely collapsed, sealing off the exit to the underground area. Each time, the story concluded with Chief Colin, the Hunter of Monsters, killing young Jack, and then began anew with the group resting at camp, preparing to enter the ruined city—repeating, seamlessly, in a continuous cycle. We have explored the temple five times… we have lived within this experience, unable to truly end it! The more Derek understood his suddenly acquired memories, the more terrified and unnerved he felt. Audrey of Justice, sitting across the bronze long table from him, had intended to greet Mr. The Fool and the others with her usual pleasant and lively demeanor. But as soon as she glanced around, she immediately noticed the Fool's unusual mood and asked, "Mr. The Sun, what's happened? Has the exploration of the truth—of the Temple of the Fallen Creator—proceeded smoothly?" "Had it not been for the 'Fool' reminding me, I would have never realized that the past few days have been repeating the same life." He naturally assumed that the additional memories he had acquired since arriving in the Gray Mists stemmed from the 'Fool's' reminder, and thus rose to pay a formal bow to the indistinct figure seated at the head of the bronze long table. I still only understand what happened after you described it... The 'Fool,' Caine, has been somewhat bewildered since just now. He maintained his original posture, gently nodding as a response. When the higher-ups do not fully grasp the reasons behind a question, they should hesitate before speaking, avoid hasty remarks... Caine quietly reviewed the knowledge he had acquired during his previous life as a keyboard strongman. Seeing the 'Fool' appear as still as an ancient well without ripples, Driek, the 'Sun,' felt a sense of reassurance, believing the matter would ultimately be resolved. He turned his attention to "The Pendragon," "The World," "Justice," and "The Magician," earnestly asking, "Do you know the root of the problem? How should we address it?" Audrey, the enthusiastic "Justice," instinctively wanted to respond, yet found herself completely at a loss, unable even to form a guess. Folth, the "Magician," was in a similar situation. Cain, with his extensive knowledge drawn from Earth, had read numerous novels featuring characters staying in the same thematic patterns throughout a single day. He had initially intended to guide "The World" to offer insights and spark inspiration among the others, but after careful reflection, he opted for a more reserved approach and decided to simply observe. After listening to the description of "The Sun," "The Hanged Man" Alje remained silent for a while, then carefully remarked: "I can only think of two possibilities. First, you've encountered entities—dreams or illusions—of a level beyond half-god, half-human. Once you recover your memories with the assistance of Mr. The Fool and return to the real world, you should immediately notice something amiss. In that case, the issue would be easily resolved. Second, at some point, you were either forced or chose to enter a peculiar space or state where time flows to some extent but remains within a fixed range, cycling continuously and maintaining a balanced equilibrium—essentially, a state of relative stillness. In such a situation, ending the cycle is not straightforward. Either an external force must forcibly disrupt that balance, or you must locate the key point where time is distorted and connected." An external force forcibly disrupting that balance? At this point, Audrey the Justice, Firth the Magician, and Derek the Sun all unconsciously glanced at the serene and composed Sir Fool seated at the head of the bronze long table. No, it wasn't always necessary to turn to the Sir Fool... He hadn't spoken directly—perhaps He was testing my ability to handle such matters. Derek suddenly understood and pondered before asking, "Sir Hangman, let us assume the second scenario. In your opinion, what is the key point that connects the temporal sequences?" Before Sir Hangman could respond, Audrey the Justice expressed keen interest, speculating, "The young boy Jack? When facing him, could we not handle him in a manner other than by killing him?" Sir Hangman Aljer nodded: "That is certainly possible." He paused, hesitated, then said, "The description of Jack and his father provided by Sir Sun reminds me of something." He turned to look at the "Justice" lady: "Have I mentioned that I once pursued a 'Listener' from the Aurora Society, whose goal upon setting out at sea was to find the sanctuary of the 'True Creator'?" Audrey recalled carefully, hesitating: "It seems like something that happened." The "Turner" Aljer immediately responded in a low tone: "That 'Listener' was also accompanied by his child, and the child's age was very close to that described by 'The Sun,' Jack." "So Jack came from your world to the area surrounding the Silver City?" "The Sun" Deric asked, surprised. After a brief pause, a quiet sense of joy unexpectedly stirred within him—because this meant the region of the Silver City had not been completely sealed off, and there was still a chance of connection with the normal world where the "Turner" and "Justice" resided. "I can only say that this is possible," the "Turner" could not offer a definite answer. He thought for a moment and suggested, "You might find an opportunity to mention Sunia Sea, the kingdom of Luon, and the port city to young boy Jack. Perhaps you'll get a different reaction—of course, try to avoid the head of your Silver City delegation. "Also, the key point may not necessarily lie with the young boy Jack; consider other possibilities. Tell me the specifics, such as the detailed content of the mural, and perhaps we'll uncover something useful." At this, Aljer began to look forward to the intelligence he would receive.