Believe in the Fool, Be Saved

"Be quiet."

Luther glared at Anderson, the dangerous look in his eyes quickly silencing the latter.

With a sense of helplessness, he closed his eyes and tried to feel the state of his body.

"Brush!"

Almost instantly, he sensed the key. It was near his heart, right next to Mr. A's Slot, floating quietly, as if it had always been an organ of his.

It really did enter my body.

Luther grinned, thinking to himself.

Can you take it out?

The next moment, with a thought, the black key appeared in his palm. The key floated in his hand and spun a few times before finally pointing in one direction, like a compass.

Thankfully, it was able to be removed.

Luther said with relief.

This thing should still be able to be handed over to the Queen, right?

Probably?

Why don't we give it a try?

"Come here and take this key."

Luther said to Anderson.

"Don't want."

Anderson shook his head violently.

He wasn't stupid. That key had been glowing, playing music, and spouting strange, unfamiliar languages. Based on the information he had at the Church of Knowledge, it was definitely some extremely dangerous object; just touching it could have terrible consequences!

What if I say "please"?

Luther emphasized his words.

Anderson hesitated for a moment, glancing at Luther and then at the key, seemingly weighing the pros and cons.

"Then I'll have to help you."

His smile looked forced.

Immediately afterwards, the Sequence 5 Hunter cautiously reached out and touched the black key.

Then he found nothing.

"I can't reach it."

Anderson said with a broad smile, "What a pity, I couldn't help you."

Luther glared at the guy, then squatted down and threw the key onto the beach.

Then, he turned around and walked away.

One step, two steps, three steps.

Luther suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He felt a hard touch in his palm, and as expected, he looked down and saw the Black Key lying in his hand.

What the hell is this? It automatically returns after the person is separated from it for ten meters, right?

Luther thought to himself helplessly.

He truly admired Roselle. No wonder he was once the "Knowledge Emperor"—his creations were impressive, with a strong built-in binding that couldn't be canceled!

But the "King of the Black Throne" is searching for this key. Could this result in him relentlessly pursuing and killing him?

Speaking of which, could it be that the "King of the Black Throne" wants this key so much because the name of the ship matches his title?

Moreover, this key belonged to the Queen's father; wouldn't she be unhappy about it?

The worst outcome would be that he would offend two powerful figures at sea.

Luther was both amused and exasperated.

The only advantage, as Roselle mentioned, was the "Black Throne."

The diary provided by Klein mentioned this ship. Roselle had piloted it, leading Green, Edwards, and others to explore the Fog Sea. However, the results of the exploration and more detailed information about the ship are not recorded in the diary so far.

However, judging from the voice left behind by Roselle, and that smug tone, this ship must be something special; it's definitely not an ordinary ship!

Since he couldn't get rid of the key, Luther could only try to cheer himself up and accept the situation.

He noticed that the key was always pointing in one direction and immediately guessed that it was likely the location of the Black Throne." He just didn't know how far away it was. If it was in the Fog Sea, he would have to cross half the distance of the Five Seas to get there.

Luther extended his Spirituality into the key, attempting to gain more information. Unfortunately, the key did not provide any further feedback.

I'm telling you, Roselle, are you even capable? All you do is insert meaningless music; you don't add any features that are really worth it.

Luther inwardly criticized his predecessor, a transmigrator. He tried several other methods and finally determined that it was temporarily impossible to contact the Black Throne.

Pity.

He shook his head with a hint of regret.

Putting that matter out of his mind, Luther began to consider what to do next.

His primary goal was undoubtedly to gain promotion. Although he had been separated from the Queen, he had finally made it to this sea area, and he absolutely could not easily give up this opportunity.

After all, he could still communicate with the Queen through Dream —provided she didn't turn against him.

In that case, he would have to leave the island and continue exploring the God War Ruins.

In other words, he needs a boat.

However, it's highly unlikely that any ships will pass by here, and if one does, he'll have to worry whether it's a disguised Barros.

Where can we get a boat?

Luther pondered for a long time, considering whether he should use "Travel" to return to Backlund, buy a boat there, and then "Travel" back here with the boat.

However, firstly, one might not be able to carry such heavy things on a "Travel," and secondly, using such a precious and rare "Travel" here seems somewhat wasteful.

The "Travel" was "Record" by Mr. A's Grazing Scribe Characteristic, and after Luther used it a few times, there are currently only three left.

This is such a hassle. If only I could catch a Lamb that can use "Travel" to Grazing.

Luther shook his head and thought to himself.

But if that method doesn't work, they can't really do what Anderson suggested and have the two of them work together to build a canoe, can they?

Unless someone can send one up from the outside, which is impossible. Huh?

Isn't there a way to contact the outside world and send things?

--Through the sacrifice of Mr. Fool!

Luther's body trembled, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Why not just get a ship from the other members of the outside world through Mr. Fool?

[Justice], who has connections at home, [The Hanged Man], who is at sea, and [The World] Klein are all good candidates!

But this led to new problems.

--There's now an additional witness Anderson.

Praying to the Fool in front of him would expose him, and acquiring a ship directly through Sacrificial Ritual would be quite a spectacle. This astute fellow would surely sense something amiss and discover something.

Control him through Hypnosis?

Or Grazing?

Neither seems suitable. Hypnosis might not work on Sequence 5, and while it can kill, I still need to rely on his nautical knowledge.

Then let's just make him an accomplice.

Let him pray to the Fool!

After finishing his thought, Luther looked up at Anderson.

"What are you up to now?"

The latter shrank back warily, seemingly sensing Luther's ill intentions.

Do you want to leave here?

Luther asked with a smile.

"Do you want to?"

Anderson looked at him strangely, wondering why he was asking such a self-evident question.

"I have a way to get a ship."

That's great, we!

"However, to acquire this ship, Ritual is required, involving prayer to a certain deity."

"Not the Seven Gods?"

"No."

Luther said calmly, "That great being is called [The Fool]."

"Fool?"

Anderson's eyelids twitched suddenly.

"That's right, as long as you believe in the Fool, you can be saved."

Luther, like a strange charlatan, spoke seductive words to him.