Not Helene

Of course, the "Lucky Roulette" also has negative effects.

The negative effect of the "Lucky Roulette" is that the wielder will also encounter misfortune after using the "Misfortune" ability. However, this misfortune is delayed and of lower intensity. It can only be said that the "Life School of Thought" does have the means to upgrade this weapon without aggravating its negative effects.

Luther glanced at the corpses on the ground again, and after confirming that no one had been left alive, he walked to the innermost cell.

Roy King?

He sensed the extraordinary aura emanating from them and tentatively called out.

"Cough cough."

The person inside slowly walked in. Just as depicted in the Portrait provided by the Fat Apothecary Darkwill, he looked quite young, wore a pair of framed glasses, and appeared refined.

Roy King.

"Who are you.?"

The extraordinary individual, whose actual age was at least over sixty, asked hesitantly.

"Councilor Ricciardo of the Life School of Thought sent me to find you," Luther said, slicing through the fence with a flourish. "Where's the Dice?"

"The Dice should be in the governor's safe."

Roy King noticed the "Snake of Mercury" emblem on his Revolver and his expression relaxed slightly. "I overheard the guards' chatter."

"Good."

Time was of the essence, Luther didn't waste any words. He reached out and pulled the other man out of the cell, instantly healing his injuries with Flesh and Blood Magic, and simply said, "Come with me."

As a "Apothecary," Roy King clearly felt his body being healed, and he also clearly felt that what healed him was some kind of purely evil Flesh power. He flinched, but in the end, he stepped on the slippery floor and followed Luther's footsteps.

Luther walked out of the dungeon, the shadow beneath his feet spreading out and flowing like water into each cell.

"Snap!"

The prison locks were ripped open by an unseen force, and the Prisoner's bodies were healed. Their eyes glowed gold as they stood motionless, under Hypnosis. Although Luther had saved them, he didn't want them to escape now, lest they attract attention.

The two moved quickly, using "Psychological Invisibility" to break into the main building of the Governor's Mansion. Through interrogation of a captured guard, they confirmed the governor's study and found the safe he had hidden behind a painting.

"Brush!"

The Abyssal, Blade of Flesh and Spirit easily sliced through the thick safe's outer shell, revealing its contents: a large pile of gold bars, documents, and jewels, glittering in the Sun.

"This is it!"

Roy King wasn't attracted to the treasure at all. He searched diligently and finally found a dusty ring box in the corner of the safe. Inside the lid was a milky white six-sided Dice with a 4 facing up.

"Didn't wake up, thankfully."

Roy King breathed a sigh of relief, carefully closed the lid, and tucked it into his pocket.

But Luther wasn't so polite; the shadow beneath his feet spread out and instantly swallowed all the valuables in the safe.

"Walk."

He said in a deep voice, leading Roy King to the hideout of "Red-haired Helene".

So far, everything has gone smoothly. Although the Governor's Mansion is heavily guarded, that's only effective against ordinary people and Low Sequence extraordinary beings. After all, he is already Sequence 4 Demigod, so these defenses are naturally ineffective against him. The only thing that can work on him is another Demigod.

It's just a guest room; it can't possibly be more dangerous than a dungeon, right?

Luther thought to himself as he arrived at the second floor of the Governor's Mansion's back hall and pushed open the door.

"Creak--"

"Who?"

Upon hearing the Door Opening, the red-haired woman inside turned around, her gaze meeting Luther's.

Meanwhile, on the high seas...

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The waves surged, two dark waves of different directions colliding against each other. Beneath the leaden sky, lightning transformed into a dense jungle, weaving a poem of destruction in the air.

The aquatic animals trembled, sensing the two imposing rulers locked in a power struggle.

Arne Kottman's slender figure hovered between the waves and the sky, surrounded by lightning that seemed to submit to him. His gaze searched the clouds, as if trying to find the source of another aura.

"Sea King's power is truly formidable."

Klein gripped the "Sea God's Scepter" and muttered to himself. Even through the Gray Fog, that Sequence 3 seemed so difficult to withstand. Fortunately, his true form wasn't present; he was merely using the scepter to project his power remotely.

"My Spirituality energy is quite depleted, but I should be able to hold on for a while. I wonder how things are going with Luther."

He even had time to mutter to himself.

But just then, a special spot of light on the Sea God's Scepter lit up.

"Um?"

Klein discovered the point of light, which he had specifically marked—a believer of significant value.

Karat, the leader of the resistance on Blue Mountain Island, was the one who reported the intelligence about "Red-haired Helene." At this crucial moment, he actually took the initiative to pray, as if he had some important intelligence to pass on.

Does he have any new information?

Klein spread his Spirituality and touched the point of light.

Soon, an image of a praying man appeared before his eyes: a bald, fierce-looking man in a wheelchair, his head bowed, his voice trembling, saying:

"Great Sea God, we've made a mistake! Red-haired Helene isn't at the Governor's Mansion; she's hiding in the Intis Embassy in Bayam!"

"The red-haired woman in the Governor's Mansion is someone else!"

Upon seeing the red-haired woman's face clearly, Luther was slightly taken aback.

How could it be her?

How could it be her?

The Governor's Mansion's guest rooms were luxuriously decorated, highlighting the woman's striking and elegant face. She had bright red hair and the air of someone in a position of power. She was clearly not the so-called "Red-haired Helene," but someone else that Luther knew.

Sophia Einhorn!

The Third Princess of Feysac!

"You"

Sophia was also very surprised when she saw him. Because Luther was now wearing the face of "Alexander Gascoigne," and he was not the same person she knew before. He could recognize her, but she didn't know that he was an old acquaintance.

"Blood Bishop!"

She called out softly.

Luther had assumed Sophia Einhorn would be terrified by his infamy. But to his surprise, after a brief moment of astonishment, she beamed and stood up from her chair.

"Please help me! I'm willing to pay!"

She said eagerly.

Ah?

Luther was somewhat surprised by his request. He frowned slightly. "What do you want to do?"

"Take me away from here!"

Sophia said, "I'm trapped by them!"

Trapped?

Luther suddenly had a bad feeling. He quickly turned around and pulled Roy King aside.

"Boom!"

The next moment, a powerful gust of wind suddenly tore the door apart!