Medici: Do You Want the Sequence 3 Formula?

In the depths of an unnamed island in the Sonia Sea, Luther was alone.

When the Virtual Personality returned from Above the Gray Fog, all its memories immediately flooded into his mind, allowing him to grasp the entire meeting as if he had been there himself.

The Hermit was Cattleya; she had leaked the information to the queen... The other members had all been willing to provide Potion ingredients... Backlund's current situation... Feysac's anomalies... Rumors about Lovia, the Shepherd elder... And the dreams involving the Giant King's Court and the God War Ruins...

As he slowly reflected on these matters, the grass ahead suddenly rustled, and someone approached.

The newcomer had bright red hair and delicate, noble features. As she looked at him, she seemed somewhat nervous and uneasy.

Sophia Einhorn.

"Captain, I have something I need to discuss with you."

She spoke.

"It's related to your father, isn't it?"

Luther asked.

"Huh? How did you know?"

Sophia froze for a moment before quickly realizing. "Right, Captain, your sources must be better than mine... Just as you said, I heard rumors at the Pirate Assembly that my father is critically ill."

As she said this, complicated emotions of worry, grief, and conflict welled up in her beautiful eyes. "I want to go back to Feysac and see him."

Although that rigid father of hers had forcibly arranged a marriage for her, he had truly cared about her as well. Thinking back on it now, before she fled, her father's face had seemed to grow paler and his body more hunched with each passing day.

Sophia feared that if she did not return quickly, she truly would not get to see him one last time.

"Aren't you worried he'll arrange another marriage for you?"

Luther asked.

Somewhere within his body, the