Ritual Array.
Sherlock's heart tightened.
He had already anticipated this. When he looked down at Eagle Cape Village from above and saw that perfectly neat circle, he had begun to suspect it. But only now had he finally confirmed it.
The entire Eagle Cape Village was a massive ritual of unknown purpose.
But that raised a question.
What was this ritual for?
If it had been anywhere else, it would obviously have been related to the anomalies here.
The problem was that there were simply too many "anomalies" in this damned village.
The Wild Hunt King, the abnormal Timeline, unnatural lifespans, outsiders emerging from the swamp, Fairy Hole...
Sherlock rubbed his temples. Countless possibilities constantly pieced themselves together and recombined in his mind, making his head ache.
He turned and asked, "Uncle Magnetic Hammer, yesterday you said Hai Na's biological father suddenly left because he'd 'been possessed by something.' What did you mean by that? And he's been gone from Eagle Cape Village for so long without ever returning. Is he already dead out there?"
If the original Sherlock had asked such a direct and nearly rude question, the other party might have lost his temper.
But now it was just right—I'm a child, after all. It's normal for me not to understand things. Speaking bluntly is only natural. You can't possibly hold it against me, can you?
The dwarf Magnetic Hammer's expression was also somewhat complicated.
But after a brief silence, he glanced at Hai Na's mother's back, then finally looked at Hai Na and lowered his voice. "Actually... I think he might have run away."
"Run away?"
Sherlock lowered his voice too, putting on a childlike look of astonishment. "Why? Was it because of those undead?"
Hai Na, who was standing nearby, perked up as well.
It wasn't