Bayam, the slum. Once again, the "Hanged Man" Aljer, wearing a mask and hood drawn tightly over his head, met with the "Star General" Gardeleia. They sat across a table from one another, silent for a long time. Finally, Gardeleia broke the silence: "Have you heard the intelligence?" Aljer didn't offer a direct answer, but asked instead: "Regarding Germain Sparo?" Gardeleia paused for a few seconds, then nodded: "He has turned the 'Hell General' into his personal companion." Whether it was the former "Blood General" or the current "Hell General," both had offered higher bounty rewards than hers—pirates who, even with her confidence, she never believed would clearly fall short of her own strength among the outstanding Sequence 5 members! "You've known this sooner than I expected," Aljer gently confirmed that the intelligence of the "Keeper" was accurate. As part of the Storm Church's strategy to control the sea, he could receive such intelligence directly from official channels. Cadrya gave a slight upward curve to her lips. "If the 'Future' is at sea, I might have to wait several days—or even weeks—before I find out. But lately, I've been in Bayam." She didn't reveal her sources. Pausing, the "Star General" asked openly, "What else do you know about this?" Moreover, this wasn't merely self-proclaimed by the other side—it was a title actively bestowed by Ludewell, the "General of Hell," who willingly yielded without resistance, even at the cost of his life! Seeing that the "Hanged Man" remained silent, Gauthier added on her own: "In the Path of Death, the 'Officer of Death' is a rank designated as Level 2. Of course, successive emperors of the Baylan Empire have also held this title." Indeed, an angel—specifically, an angel from the domain of Death... Aljere naturally disregarded the possibility of the latter, since, according to the "Role-Playing Principle," during the final days of the Baylan Empire, the imperial throne would inevitably be held by an angel of Level 2. It was far more than mere title that could have so seamlessly transformed the "General of Hell" into a mere puppet of Germain Sparo without any resistance. At that moment, Aljer suddenly recalled a deeply vivid incident: after successfully escaping the hurricane, Qilinges stood frozen by the artificial lake, his face rapidly decaying, flesh peeling off in large chunks, until even his eyes detached from his skull. This was undoubtedly the result of the powerful effects of the "Death Domain," and Aljer later confirmed it was the work of the Sir of the "Fool." It was astonishing—how a pirate general, a pirate general bearing a formidable seal, could perish so swiftly and with so little resistance. The caliber and status of the one who accomplished this were truly remarkable. The Great Bishop of the Storm Church, Snec, immediately judged that this was a high-tier master of the "Death Path," and not one of the ones he personally knew. Aljer had no doubts—initially, he believed this was a half-divine being from Sequence 4 or Sequence 3, someone crafted by the Saints, and he was struck with astonishment and apprehension upon learning that one of the attendants under the "Fool" was of high sequence. Now, he quietly yet hesitantly swallowed a lump in his throat, realizing that he had underestimated the "Fool" and his attendant all along: The other was not a Saint, but an Earth Angel—on par with the Triple-Crown holders of the major orthodox churches!—the Triple Crown symbolizing the Popes, Patriarchs, and Archbishops within religious institutions. A "Death Magistrate" serving as an attendant... Although the "Fool" himself was still in the process of revival, the power at his disposal was indeed substantial. Aljer's thoughts surged with excitement, his eyes flickering, momentarily at a loss for words. "Star General" Gardeleia noticed his silence and took the initiative to speak: "You seem to have recalled something." Algier paused for two seconds, then said vaguely, "As far as I know, among the attendants of the Sir of the Fool, there is a Death Angel." This matched perfectly... Gardelia murmured to herself, as if speaking aloud, "Why isn't the Blood of the Mythical Beings pledged by the Sir of the World this Death Angel? Shouldn't it be the one who is closer and more accessible?" "Perhaps," Algier acknowledged that the hypothesis of the "Star Above" was sound, yet remained habitually cautious in his affirmation. Gardelia shifted the topic and said, "We begin our actions between 7:30 and 8:00 this evening. If you can join us, come with me." Finally clarified the situation with the 'Craftsmen'? Algier subtly exhaled in relief, and asked with slight curiosity, "Why specifically between 7:30 and 8:00?" That wasn't the most suitable time for a covert operation—once any lapse occurred, the official Supernaturals would quickly detect it and arrive promptly. Gardelia pushed up the thick glasses resting on her nose, her smile slightly complex as she replied, "Because that's when they have dinner. And today's dinner is mushrooms." What connection is there...? Experienced Aljere found himself suddenly unable to grasp the subtle undertones of the "Star General's" words... The biggest challenge for the Master of Secret Doubles undoubtedly revolves around the issue of their secret identity... The more renowned a Secret Double becomes during their lifetime, the more likely they are to be recognized and thus exposed—especially if they carry their identity with them constantly. If it weren't for the failure to handle the pirates of the Black Tulip, there would have been ways to mitigate this risk—for instance, having Ludewil remain captain, while I posed as one of his subordinates. To the Faceless, this would have been straightforward. Still reflecting on this, Klein continued moving through the jungle. Though he was surrounded by countless insects, none bothered him; instead, they clustered around Admiral Ludewil, attempting to feed on his blood, yet finding nothing to gain. —Klein assigned the "Green Flower" ring, which attracted insects, to the new Secret Double, since its effect was completely overshadowed by the "Blood" ring, rendering Enzo, the Winner, with little practical benefit from wearing both. Moreover, Klein confirmed that Ludewil was particularly unique—unusually unbothered by insect bites. After walking a little further, Caine seemingly tossed a coin casually and stopped. After a few seconds of thought, he decided to first complete another matter before unveiling the new mask, as this would allow him to assess just how significant the hidden dangers beneath the mask were. He swiftly retrieved the necessary items and set up the ritual, transferring the radio receiver from the gray mist into the tangible world. He needed to reach "The Mirror," Arōdes! Before leaving Gularin, he had paid 350 pounds to the "Magician" Miss to obtain the spiritual coordinates of Caldrón City and had received a strong warning about its dangers. Thus, he intended to gather intelligence through two channels to prepare for the "hunting operation." Those two channels—first by asking the "Mirror," second by asking the "Red Light"—in the event that Mr. Azk remained dormant for an extended period, Caine decided it was time to act, to proactively expand his network. He could no longer afford to hang on to the single tree of the "Night Goddess," and he needed to find some counterbalance. The Seven Lights of the spirit realm, being notably kind and approachable, were currently the most promising allies! He had previously been extremely afraid that the words "I want to have children with you" might appear on a blank sheet of paper. Of course, he had already consulted the oracle above the gray mist to assess the risks of contacting the magical mirror, Arōdes, and received a reassuring answer. However, given the precedent of the "Desire Mother Tree" interfering with his earlier divination, and now his own misinterpretation of the revelations he received upon entering the sanctuary behind the Charnel Gate of Saint Semuel, he could not feel fully confident. "Indeed," Cline nodded with reserve, and then asked, "What do you know about the city of Caldrón in the spiritual realm?" A segment of ethereal white paper hesitated and slowly detached itself from the radio telegraph: "I don't see the city very clearly, and I'm not certain about its internal details. I only know that a saint once perished there, and that certain angels, 'travellers,' and spiritual beings have entered and survived their explorations, though they've returned with little substantial gain. Also, I know the origin of that city. "Without waiting for Caine to ask further, the sound of tapping tapped out more words from the ethereal sheet of paper: "It was once known as the 'City of the Dead,' the terrestrial realm of the primordial deity, the first ancestor of the phoenix, Greagaril. Since this deity established the Underworld, his divine realm shifted there, and the City of the Dead gradually became a sacred site for his descendants and followers. Before Greagaril, the primordial sun god, was severely wounded and shattered, she lifted the city and cast it deep into the spiritual realm, where its inhabitants never again emerged. The name 'Calderon' originates from the first angel of the Abraham family to enter, and in the language of the the departed, it means 'the unknown soul.'"