At this moment, Fleur felt her cheeks blazing hot, her body rigid as if frozen, too afraid even to glance at her friend. She realized how much she had underestimated the mirror's low standards! After a moment of stammering, she recalled the reminder from the "World" gentleman, closed her eyes, and said: "I accept the punishment." With a sharp crack, a silver-white lightning streaked through the half-empty room—only to vanish silently, as if it had never been there. On the mirror's surface, the dark red words suddenly turned silver-white and swiftly replaced themselves with new content: "The quiz round concludes here. Goodbye!" Before Fleur could open her eyes or before Hux had even reacted, the gentle ripples within the mirror instantly settled, and the room's eerie stillness and gloom dissolved, swallowed whole by the candlelight. "But wasn't there a punishment?" "Vorth waited a few seconds, gently opening her eyes, first glancing at the mirror now restored to normal, then at the onlooker, Hoo. Hoo pointed to her head and said, 'There was originally a lightning bolt that fell, but it vanished halfway. Also, the "Magic Mirror" has already left.' '...Is the "Magic Mirror" merely playing a joke? No, the message I received suggested the issue would be quite embarrassing, with a severe consequence. Could it be that the "Fool" has been protecting me?' Vorth rubbed her right cheek, speaking with a growing sense of speculation. 'Perhaps,' Hoo nodded, agreeing with her friend. Just as Vorth exhaled in relief, feeling grateful, she suddenly noticed Hoo intently gazing at her. 'You—have something to say?' Vorth's heart skipped a beat. Hoo pondered, asking, 'Among the pinkish dreams you've had, who were the main characters?' '...Ha! Who would remember dreams that far back?' And weren't the visions in the dreams always hazy and unclear? "Forth said with a smile. "Well, then, why didn't you answer earlier?" "…I was so nervous." Forth glanced at the luggage now neatly unpacked in the room. "We should be moving, I miss the fireplace!" As she spoke, she walked toward the luggage. Only now did she realize that no matter what she answered to the Mirror's questions, the outcome was always about the same. Was that what Germán Sparo had referred to as social death? Now she truly wished she could bury herself! Forth took several deep breaths, trying to calm the warmth on her cheeks and the growing embarrassment in her heart. ........ Above the gray mist, within the ancient palace. Klein tossed the "God of the Sea's Staff" back into the clutter, gave a dismissive sigh at Arōdes' performance of the "Magic Mirror": "Knowing full well that I sent for it, it still dares to raise such questions. Only after I intervene to block the thunderbolt does it hastily change its stance, scrambling to depart—what a performance! Still, its response has given me a fresh perspective. I no longer feel bound to the path of becoming a 'Miracle-Weaver.' The second 'Board of Desecration' likely originated with the Creator of Silver City, now in Adam's hands. Though Amun and his brother manage their own affairs and aren't particularly close, they once collaborated. I wouldn't believe they haven't seen that 'Board of Desecration.' Therefore, they must already know the 'Miracle-Weaver' ritual, and thus anticipate my intention to bring Silver City out of the realm of divine abandonment. In that case, they won't need to actively pursue me—they can simply wait at the 'Kingdom of the Giants.' Indeed, I must not follow the enemy's expectations—especially since this is a 'God of Deceit' and a 'God of That’s manageable. I’ll definitely revert to "Mysterious Servant" in my sequence, since the "Gate" Lord has sealed off the path for "Apprentice" advancement. He already possesses the "Uniqueness" trait plus at least two Sequence-1 extraordinary traits, and possibly three. "It doesn’t have to be 'Wanderer'—but I must be prepared. As my options grow, and when Amun seeks to obstruct me or lay traps, the difficulty will significantly increase. Only then will I be able to rise as an Angel under the strong pressure of an Angel King. Yes, I’ll remain neutral—simultaneously preparing for both 'Miracle Master' and 'Wanderer.' Then, depending on the circumstances, I’ll decide which path to take." "Once the plan was clear, Klein felt utterly refreshed. His thoughts flowed rapidly, and he quickly formed a preliminary strategy: 'For now, let's avoid urgently asking the teacher of the "Magician" lady about the "Traveler" potion and the corresponding Level-0 seal items. That would alarm the Abraham family, making them suspect that the "Magician" lady has devoted herself to some strange deity or joined an unfavorable organization... Given their current state, they're likely to stop responding altogether—change their identity, relocate, and sever all ties. Ah, the "Saint of Secrets," Butis, is a splendid gift. Regardless of whether the Abraham family decides to offer the "Star Worm," this matter must be prioritized. I hope the "Justice" lady fully absorbs the "Dream Walker" potion, that the "Recluse" lady is ready, and that both the "Magician" and "Judge" ladies receive adequate preparation before taking action. By the way, according to the "Magician" lady, Butis is a defector from the Abraham family, and the Aurora Circle holds a Level-0 seal item acquired through the "Apprentice" path. That's quite interesting. Perhaps we don't even "Why us again?" Exhaling, Caine gathered his thoughts and manifested "World" Gérard Spalro, responding to the "Magician" lady who had submitted the answer. Then, the artificial "World" repeated his prayer, asking "The Fool" to relay his request to Daniz. “...Dog dung. Do you really think I’ll believe your hastily concocted lies?” Danyz was nearly convinced. Anderson spread his hands and headed toward the door: "All the ingredients for your 'Conspirator's' potion have been gathered. Don't forget to remind Germán—not to overlook my 'Iron Knight' potion recipe." Danyz waved impatiently, indicating he understood. Once Anderson stepped out of the room and closed the door behind him, Danyz immediately began the ritual, summoning four messengers each with golden hair and red eyes. As the eight pairs of eyes turned simultaneously toward him, Danyz’s previously upright chest instantly sagged. He forced a smile and offered a coin: "Madam, Germán Sparo has sent me to tell you he’s fine now and is in the Land of the Forgotten Gods." ...Wait, what did I just say? The Land of the Forgotten Gods? As a crew member of the 'Ice Admiral,' Danyz’s knowledge of mysticism was still adequate. He paused, his pupils noticeably widening. "Good..." Renette Tini科尔 bit into the gold coin and spoke at the same time. Then, He stepped into the void and vanished from the room. After reporting the event to Germain Spalro, Daniz received the elixir recipe of the "Ironblood Knight" and a new set of orders. "Prepare local cuisine and offer it as a sacrifice to the sea god Cavitua... Isn't that a bit strange?" Daniz murmured to himself, yet dared not raise a question. He quickly arranged the altar, found a scroll of parchment, and wrote down the auxiliary ingredients and corresponding rituals from the "Ironblood Knight" elixir recipe. Then, he opened the door and handed the scroll to Andersen. "Form a team of at least thirty people... the more powerful and cohesive the team, the more effective the ritual will be..." Anderson unfolded the parchment in front of Daniz and began reading. As he read on, his brows gradually furrowed. "If the team's cohesion is built on the desire to kill me—the captain—then this ritual will actually be quite simple." Before Daniz could offer a sarcastic remark, a bright white flame erupted from the tip of his finger and consumed the parchment. Anderson then smiled and said, "I'll have to return to my homeland to seek opportunities there—Finneport is currently invading it, and war is always the best way to forge a strong team." Pausing, he looked at Daniz with an unchanging smile and added, "I've prepared a few questions for you—left in my room. Once you become the 'Conspirator,' try them out and see if your intelligence has truly improved." "...Damn it!" "Are you really planning to trick me into reading all the books in your room?" Daniz was almost moved, then quickly realized what was off. No matter how high his IQ, he simply couldn't solve the problems without having seen the textbooks! "Indeed, this time I caught the key point in just three seconds. Back in the old days, though, I'd have genuinely believed you were serious," Anderson remarked, smiled, and turned to leave, heading straight for the hotel.