Suspicion of M

"Ancient customs in Bansy Harbor have been revived, some residents have become Cultist worshipping the 'Weather God,' and even the bishop has Degeneration."

"My Divination told me that there is a deeper danger in Bansy Harbor, but it won't erupt as long as it's not actively provoked. So after I dealt with some Monster and ensured the passengers' safe return, I had the captain contact the Church of Storms and leave it to them."

"Before returning to port, the captain casually mentioned to me that the ancient name of Bansy Harbor was Binsy."

Klein briefly recounted his experience to Luther, concluding, "So I think the deeper danger here is very likely due to the Medici bloodline."

That makes sense.

Luther nodded deeply in agreement. "You just said that the evil god they worship is called the 'Weather God,' right?"

"That's right. Ancient Binsy was known as Weather Museum, with extremely drastic climate changes. It's said that the local inhabitants worshipped that evil god because of this."

"Sequence 2 of the Red Priest Pathway is called Weather Warlock."

Klein was taken aback.

"Oh right, you Grazing the evil spirits of the Red Angel, so you also obtained the 'Red Priest's' Card of Blasphemy!" he exclaimed excitedly, realizing what he'd just said. "Medici is Angel of the Red Priest Pathway, so it's only natural that His descendants would have related inheritances, and it's even very possible that they've reached Sequence 2!"

So that means the island really is related to Medici!

"So, do you think Bansy can help you?"

He asked Luther, "I originally wanted to tell [The Hanged Man] about this so he could inform the Church of Storms about cleaning up the area, but I thought it might be useful to you, so I didn't."

Thank you for remembering me.

Luther smiled. "Bansy, right? I'll remember that."

Once he becomes the "Black Knight," he should go there and explore to see if he can find anything. Perhaps Medici will also reveal something in the process.

"And you, what have you been doing this week? Besides dealing with Kircheis?"

Klein then asked Luther.

"Yes, I went to the deepest part of the Sonia Sea; there's a site of God War Ruins there."

Luther replied, omitting the details about the Queen and the Roselle key, as these were not convenient to disclose. "By the way, you're looking for Mermaid, right? There are some in this area."

He had encountered them several times during his voyage; the enchanting voices from the depths of the Ocean were indeed Frenzy. For example, Anderson almost jumped overboard to his death, but was stopped by Luther. Although their songs were indeed alluring, Luther felt they paled in comparison; the influence of those voices was far less powerful than that of the True Creator.

"Deep within the God War Ruins? I understand!"

Klein was overjoyed. His purpose in setting sail was to find Mermaid in order to advance his cultivation, and now he finally had news! Their communication was truly effective, and they had helped each other greatly in the blink of an eye. Holding these kinds of small meetings among transmigrators was very effective, and they should consider holding more of them in the future.

"I suggest that we stay after each gathering to exchange some more Concealment information, what do you think?"

Klein suggested.

There were some things he couldn't say directly to the other members of the Tarot Club, and only Luther, his fellow countryman and transmigrator, could understand.

"But will Mr. Fool agree?"

Luther was also tempted, but still looked hesitant.

Whether I agree or not is just a matter of my word!

Klein thought to himself, but still tried his best to perform the charade well, rising to greet the Fog, "Respected Mr. Fool, may we establish this procedure as a fixed routine?"

"Can."

He concealed his true form behind the thick Fog and spoke.

"Thank you so much for your generosity."

He then hurriedly manipulated his dummy to express his gratitude.

Thank you for your generosity.

Luther had no idea how much Klein had accomplished in those few seconds, but he thanked the Fool in return.

"Oh, right, there's one more thing."

The two sat down, Luther, remembering something, asked Klein, "Have you changed your identity?"

"Of course we changed it."

What's your new name?

Luther was quite curious, because Klein had previously changed his name to Sherlock Moriarty to subtly reflect his identity as Detective. Now that he was at sea, what name would he adopt?

"Gehrman Sparrow."

Klein hesitated for a moment before answering.

The old Hunter, and Captain Jack Sparrow?

That's quite fitting; hunting pirates at sea, and coincidentally, both he and I drew inspiration from that game.

My new identity is Alexander Gascoigne.

Luther Zedao.

"Father Gascoigne? You got your name from there too? What a coincidence, but to be fair, 'mad priest' suits you quite well." Klein seemed slightly surprised after hearing this. "But where is Alexander from?"

"Alexander Anderson was also a mad priest."

Luther answered with a smile.

He couldn't communicate with anyone else about this kind of thing; only his fellow transmigrator from his hometown could understand the joke.

"Oh, I've seen it!"

Klein also recalled, "That priest who crossed his knives into Cross!"

He had originally intended to demonstrate the pose Above the Gray Fog, but then felt it wasn't quite appropriate and had to give up.

The two chatted casually for a while longer, and when they had nothing more to say, they stood up together and asked Mr. Fool, who was behind the Gray Fog, to end the conversation.

The Virtual Personality Above the Gray Fog were having a great time chatting, but Luther underground was quite confused. Because of their little meeting, the personalities were returning to reality much later than usual.

"It's a bit late today, what's going on?"

He asked M.

I don't know.

M answered calmly.

"You think the Virtual Personality you created is unaware?"

Luther said coldly.

Although the nightmare created for him by "King of the Black Throne" Barros Hopkins was fake, it still made him feel uneasy and suspicious of M.

Is she truly my split personality? Could what I see only be what she wants me to see, and she's actually deceiving me? While she might not be a subordinate of the "King of the Black Throne," she could be some other anomaly. For example, the lingering soul of Ms. M who didn't completely die?

I know what you're thinking.

Across from him, the red-haired, golden-eyed M spoke softly.

Of course you would know.

Luther said coldly.

"To be honest, it's quite remarkable that it took you so long to start suspecting me," M said. "After all, I live inside your body and share many things with you, yet I'm also a one-way, opaque box to you."

"It's understandable that you can't be sure of my true thoughts and would doubt me. So..."

At this point, the gentle, red-haired, golden-eyed woman paused slightly, then raised her right hand.

"Puff!"

Under Luther's astonished gaze, she plunged her hand into her own chest.