Although Ye Kong had already stacked twenty layers of Black Iron Rank World Caster Cognitive Barriers on herself beforehand, and had very little connection to the matter itself, compared to ordinary nuns, this clone of hers that had infiltrated the ship was still somewhat unusual.
More than an hour later, when the Mystic Thread's attention drifted to a restroom, Ye Kong immediately sensed something strange.
There was a man in a Deacon's uniform inside, but he was crouching down and talking to the air.
His voice had been concealed. If Ye Kong's consciousness had not moved closer to listen, she would not even have noticed it.
Could this guy be the heretic?
With that thought flashing through her mind, Ye Kong began eavesdropping.
"Please provide stronger concealment. Everyone on the ship is looking for me now. A Mithril Rank scanning fluctuation has been hovering over my head. If you move any slower, I might really be exposed."
The man appeared to be in his thirties, and his expression was extremely anxious.
After saying that, he immediately began pacing back and forth inside the restroom.
Perhaps feeling that this was inappropriate, he directly lifted the toilet lid, took off his outer pants, and sat down.
Even if you're pretending, shouldn't you make it convincing? Ye Kong thought.
After waiting for ten minutes, the man's brows suddenly rose, and his tense expression immediately relaxed.
The anti-divination has been strengthened. Looks like my voice was heard. The thought crossed his mind. He let out a sigh of relief and wiped away his cold sweat.
Immediately afterward, he stood up, lowered the lid, pretended to flush, and leisurely walked out of the restroom.
Once in the corridor, he calmly approached a door.
"Inspection."
A Knight blocked his path.
Much like the hypnosis used