Must Report to Mr. Fool

When asked about the details of the case by his aristocratic friends, Kance Leerhsen, who worked for MI9, had a slight change in expression, then gave a wry smile.

"Unfortunately, MI9 has confidentiality regulations, so I cannot answer directly. But..."

He took a sip of his black tea with great poise, building up suspense and drawing everyone's attention before slowly saying, "I can state some facts, but as for the specific reasons, that's for you to speculate."

The tea party quickly quieted down, and everyone looked at him, waiting for him to continue.

The tall, thin Kance Leerhsen said, "Upon entering Capim's villa, we found the scene to be very clean... of course,"

There was definitely rubble and trash, but by "clean," I mean we didn't find any trace of a body at the scene, not even a speck of blood.

"However, according to our investigation, that night, besides those innocent girls, there were over a hundred people in the villa. This included a deputy police commissioner, a House of Commons, several officials, wealthy businessmen, their entourages, the servants and henchmen of the Capim Mansion ... all of them vanished without a trace, not even a drop of blood remained!"

Leerhsen's voice trembled slightly, as if he too was frightened by the fact.

The group exchanged bewildered glances.

These noble scions had some understanding of the mystical world. The reason they didn't become Extraordinary Ones was because their families were bound by the Royal Family and the Church, and on the surface, they could only choose to become officially recognized Extraordinary Ones, but most of them were unwilling to be restricted.

Within their limited knowledge, they had never heard of such a strange thing.

"Was he teleported away using Ritual?"

Some have made bold guesses.

Cons simply smiled.

"I heard rumors that people saw large amounts of blood gushing out of the doorways and windows."

At this point, someone else chimed in, "Cons, you said there wasn't a drop of blood at the scene, does that mean the rumors are false?"

However, to everyone's surprise, Cons shook his head and said, "It's true."

The crowd gasped in astonishment. Two completely different accounts, yet both were true—how could such a thing possibly happen? However, no matter how much they pressed, Cons refused to answer any further.

The ability to manipulate blood... sounds similar to Sequence 6 "Rose Bishop" of the Secrets Suppliant Pathway mentioned by [The Sun].

Audrey maintained a charming smile on her face, but her mind was racing.

Could it be that the Aurora Order responsible?

No, if it were the Aurora Order, Cons and his team wouldn't be searching for clues so diligently. The other party must be someone outside the Aurora Order...

Audrey "read" his true thoughts from her friend's expression.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in my mind.

The guy I saw in the mental hospital that day was wearing a straitjacket and could use Flesh- based abilities. Although he was insane, he wasn't Degeneration or Distortion... Most importantly, he didn't seem to be aligned with the Aurora Order!

Could it be him?

Thinking of her previous agreement with that person, Audrey hesitated for a moment.

She had originally planned to share the results of today's investigation at the Tarot Club, but if it involved that particular person, sharing it publicly seemed a bit...

Then I will only tell Mr. Fool this deduction, and in public, I will only recount the events of the case.

But Audrey quickly came up with an idea.

I'm so sorry, sir, you told me not to tell anyone about what happened. But I told someone truly great, someone who probably isn't even considered "human," is he?

Audrey thought to herself.

After the tea party, she excused herself, saying she was a little tired, and sent her maid, Annie, away. She then had her golden retriever, Susie, guard the door from the outside, and went alone to her bedroom. Clasp her fingers together and pray to Mr. Fool:

"The Fool that doesn't belong to this era..."

Meanwhile, in the Hillston Borough.

Fors asked Hugh to go out and buy ink, while he took the opportunity to report to the Fool, informing the mysterious and great being that his followers were being investigated.

"The Fool that doesn't belong to this era..."

Cherwood Borough.

"Um?"

Two voices overlapped in his mind. Klein, who was using the toilet in the bathroom, let out a soft squeak, followed by a soft "swish."

He looked up in surprise from the newspaper.

Luther looked down and examined the black iron gloves in his hands.

The Queen told him that the glove was Beyonder Item crafted from the Beyonder Characteristic of the "Disciplinary Paladin" through the "Arbiter" Pathway, Sequence 5, and that he confirmed it was correct.

After trying it out for a bit, he roughly figured out how to use the gloves.

The primary function of these gloves is to issue "Prohibition".

The so-called Prohibition is a powerful ability that the Arbiter gains after reaching Sequence 6. By issuing Prohibition, the rules of the current area can be forcibly established, prohibiting others from performing certain actions. If the other party forcibly performs such actions, they will not only be severely restricted, but the power of the glove holder will also be enhanced.

For those who violate the Prohibition, the glove holder can declare them guilty, enhancing their own power and unleashing a powerful ability called "Death." Aim for the opponent's head and launch a powerful, unavoidable attack.

Of course, there are limitations on the number and targets of the Prohibition that can be issued. Extraordinary individuals from the same Pathway can issue a maximum of two Prohibition at a time, while those from different Pathway can only issue one.

Moreover, the gloves only work on Extraordinary beings of Sequence 5 and below, and the higher the Sequence of the object to whom the Prohibition is issued, the more Spirituality is required.

As for the gloves' side effects, Luther has only found one so far. That is, after putting on the gloves, the wearer will gradually become Pride, full of self-confidence, believe that they can control the situation, and refuse to take off the gloves.

No wonder Harras was so stubborn; he knew I was Shepherd and still fought me for so long.

Luther thought to himself, as if he had gained some insight.

Regardless of what the glove was originally called, Luther now names it "Hand of Arrogance" as a reminder not to overuse it.

To avoid ending up like Harras.

However, if one truly goes mad, it's hard to say whether they'll be able to do things their own way.

Including this one, he now possesses three Beyonder Item. Two of them come from the Queen: the "Suggestor Mirror" and the "Lucky Roulette." The remaining one is the one in his hand.

If I were to keep all three Beyonder Item, it would indeed be a bit too much.

"Cecilia, do you want these gloves?"

He held up the dark iron glove and asked his sister,

"No, brother, don't forget, my current Sequence is too low. Using such powerful gloves will drain my Spirituality."

The black-haired girl glanced at him helplessly. "Give me that Mirror. I think I can manage with it."

Too.

She made a good point, Luther nodded, and took out the Mirror with a crack.

"Please cooperate with my sister, okay?"

He spoke politely to the Mirror, whose response was almost obsequious, and the black-haired girl obediently took it from her hand.