Another Sequence 5 Killed?
Does Miss Justice mean to question Mr. Temperance?
Fors, Fors nearby, was startled. She knew, too, that Mr. A was still organizing parties, because her friend Xio Derecha had attended one to provide protection for Miss Audrey.
Although [the Magician] Fors had some doubts about this, he didn't dare to question a fearsome "Shepherd" in public.
Oh, you mean that?
Luther looked up at her and said, "I was impersonating him to gather information and uproot the Aurora Order in Backlund."
That person really is Mr. Temperance!
Audrey's suspicions were confirmed, and she felt a surge of excitement.
"I see."
She spoke calmly.
However, Mr. Temperance is truly terrifying. He replaced the organization's leader and slowly emptied the entire organization. If I were a member of the Aurora Order in Backlund and suddenly discovered the truth, I would be filled with despair.
"Yes, the members have been mostly eliminated," Mr. A will disappear from this world in a few days.
Luther replied.
A Sequence 5 Oracle of the Aurora Order was dealt with by him in such a nonchalant tone.
Alger, the Hanged Man, took a deep breath. He really wanted to ask how many people the other man had killed in the process, but wisely refrained from doing so. Instead, he changed the subject, "Some strange things have been happening at sea lately. The indigenous people of certain natural islands have disappeared entirely, as if they were all taken away by someone."
Are the disappearances of people from the Southern Continent related to that incident?
Luther couldn't help but think of missing persons cases, and he said to Alger the Hanged Man, "Keep an eye on this for me, and let me know if you find any leads."
"Good."
Alger nodded slightly and then asked the others, "Has anything happened in Backlund recently?"
He spent most of his time at sea and was unaware of the situation in the capital.
There shouldn't be anything serious, except for the murder of a certain Aurora Order Oracle.
Audrey thought to herself, and was about to reply in this way, when she saw [Temperance] turn her head and say:
"Is the Duke Negan's latest assassination attempt a big deal?"
Ah?
Audrey was stunned.
When did this happen? How come I didn't know?
After realizing what she had said, she couldn't help but ask.
If such a major event were to actually happen, the news would likely spread throughout the entire aristocratic circle immediately!
"It's been happening recently, hasn't it?"
Luther replied, "A 'Desire Apostle' of Devil Sequence 5 was hired by an organization to plan the assassination of Duke Negan. However, the assassination was over before it even began, and even Duke Negan himself probably doesn't know about it."
"Desire Apostle"?
That sounds rather evil.
"Justice," Audrey thought to herself, but soon she noticed the contradiction in Luther's words and asked curiously:
"Since the assassination attempt was called off, how did you know that?"
This doesn't make any sense at all.
Everyone else shared the same confusion, but only Klein was present at the time, knew the reason.
"Because that Devil ran into me while plotting an assassination, and I killed him."
Luther replied casually.
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Above the Gray Fog, a terrifying silence once again descended.
Another Sequence 5! A Sequence 5! He killed him so casually, as if he were some random robin!
Alger, the Hanged Man, was speechless and didn't even want to respond. He could only give a low "hmm" as a way of acknowledging that he had heard.
Let alone you guys, I think it's a bit outrageous.
Klein thought to himself.
His colleague had already far surpassed him; he needed to work harder to get promoted as soon as possible and become a "Faceless" of Sequence 6.
After that, [Sun] Derrick shared his current experience in City of Silver. After the team members who explored the Temple of the True Creator went insane, the Chief decided to personally lead the team there, and he was one of the exploration team members. This time, there was no way to refuse.
Hanged Man Alger, as always, reminded him to be careful, while Luther, tormented by the True Creator, advised him to shield his senses as much as possible. The Fool, high above, offered only two profound words: Flesh and blood, and delirium.
In addition, Luther reminded him to consider whether or not to relay his message as soon as possible. The thought of all the things he would have to worry about gave [The Sun] Derrick a real headache.
That's enough for today.
Seeing that the exchange was almost over, Klein spoke calmly from behind the Gray Fog.
"I will obey your will."
Everyone stood up at the same time and spoke to him.
Backlund, East Borough, Luther's residence.
"Whoosh--"
The crimson that obscured his vision shone before Luther, and as his Virtual Personality returned to reality, it transmitted everything it had seen and heard above into his mind.
[The Hanged Man] has made contact with the Artisan, and he needs the recipe for "Wind-blessed" and the Potion. [The Sun] is considering whether to ask the chief [Magician] for help; it seems there's a new channel.
Luther combed through his memories while grooming the cat.
"Meow!"
Perhaps because he was lost in thought, he used a little too much force, and the black cat Luna let out a disgruntled cry, escaped from his lap, jumped to the ground, and looked at him with a reproachful gaze.
"Oh, I'm sorry."
Luther said, trying to reach out to the cat again, but the cat only left him with its tail held high as it walked away.
"That arrogant guy"
He could only shake his head and say.
Speaking of which, [The Hanged Man] also mentioned another matter, namely the mass disappearance of islanders in the Southern Continent, which may be related to the human trafficking cases and come from the same mastermind.
Luther increasingly felt that there was a terrible conspiracy behind this case. Even someone as powerful as the Queen could not know the real story, and he himself had only been caught in the aftermath of the incident and had suffered unimaginable trouble.
Unfortunately, Mr. A's mind was also restricted, preventing him from obtaining more information.
He thought with a touch of regret, "If only I could get some useful information, I could let Mr. A live a little longer. At worst, I could just use a different method of torture."
In Empress Borough, at an unnamed location.
"You're still not going to help me?"
A beautiful woman asked softly, her tone somewhere between sulking and coquettish.
She wore a white robe symbolizing purity, but with her unintentional movements, the robe successfully accentuated her curvaceous figure, which, combined with her shy and delicate face, aroused primal urges in men.
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Ince Will, who only had one eye, stared at her silently, his grip on the quill Quill tightening.
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