Perhaps because he had accumulated enough luck, Light's advancement was remarkably smooth and swift. Within just a few breaths of drinking the potion, the chaotic spirituality had already settled down.
He looked so at ease that it was even easier than an ordinary person drinking a Sequence Nine potion.
"Although I didn't spend time accumulating luck, there is still some left over from my advancement ritual. My spiritual perception hasn't given me any dangerous feedback either. We can set out."
Light sensed his condition and quickly adapted to the Winner's abilities. After all, Winner could be considered the Sequence V with the fewest Beyonder Abilities. Unlike other Sequences, it did not require a period of training before one could use them flexibly. He had already understood how to make use of good luck back when he was The Lucky, while misfortune was something Calamity Priests were accustomed to.
He only needed to get used to his enhanced physical strength and increased spirituality before he could quickly enter battle. That usually took less than a day.
"Good, then." Sno, who had kept Spirit Vision active, looked at Light's calm and gentle spirituality and nodded lightly. The three then left the tavern and headed toward the passage leading to the first deck.
The hatch here was closed as well, but unlike the second deck, this one had been shut from the outside.
A crewman's corpse lay here. Both his hands had been severed at the wrists, and blood was splattered across the hatch, thick and reeking. There were obvious whip marks on his back, no different from the other dead on this deck.
"It feels like the crew locked the guests down below, only to be killed by someone lurking above."
Sera casually voiced her speculation, while Sno used magic to open