Didn't Seem as Good as the Quill of Alzuhod
Toscarter Island, at the easternmost point of the Sonia Sea.
This island, once known as the outermost edge of the Loen Colony, was a paradise for pirates and Hunter. But now, due to the war between Loen and Feysac, and other factors, it has become somewhat different.
Philia walked steadily down the street in the center of the island.
As a native islander, he was never allowed into this area before. But times have changed; this is now their Blood Pirates's territory...
Looking up, atop the most luxurious building on the island— the Governor's Mansion —stood a flagpole. Flying high was not the flag of the Loen Colony, but a Black Flag with a bloodstained skull—the flag of their Blood Pirates.
Beneath the banners, inside the grand and magnificent mansion, came the sounds of children reading aloud.
This building, which once symbolized the hegemony of the islanders, has now become a school for children.
Across from the Governor's Mansion, a new church was under construction. The construction workers, their faces beaming with smiles, enthusiastically laid bricks and plastered the walls, seemingly with inexhaustible energy. The church's Sacred Emblem was uniquely shaped, with a flourishing flower at its center, beneath which lay a deep shadow. Surrounding the flower and shadow were symbolic ripples, like Phantom Tide...
Further into the Square, a man with scars on his face was training a group of young people, shouting slogans and instructing them to form a square formation.
Deeper into the island, in the plantations and mines, the indigenous farmers and miners received better protection and more rest, and they worked even harder because a portion of the produce from the farmland and mines belonged to them...
Looking at the vibrant scene before her, Philia took a deep breath.
My choice back then was right! I sailed with the Fleet, resisted the Loen Navy, and saved my compatriots... and finally, today's outcome has arrived!
Of course, all of this is inseparable from that person's support...
His eyes were filled with fervor as he Consciousness looked toward the island's harbor. There, Ships of all sizes were moored, each bearing the banner of the "King of Blood" on its mast. The ships were clustered around a massive black sailing ship.
The Black Throne, in the Captain's Cabin.
Luther picked up a Mirror, used his fingernail to pry open his fingers, and drew strange patterns on it.
"Call!"
An invisible current flowed through the Captain's Cabin, and the entire space seemed to be shrouded in a faint, shimmering mist, appearing both ethereal and hazy.
"Meow?"
On one side of the Captain's Cabin, Luna, who had been lying on the ammunition box, sensed the change in atmosphere and suddenly stood up. She saw the Mirror in Luther's hand glowing, and as if very interested, she lightly jumped onto the table.
Her deep blue eyes reflected the light and shadow on the Mirror.
Illusory ripples appeared on the mirror's surface, and then a line of text quickly emerged:
"Great, noble, and revered master, humble Arrodes greets you. May I ask how I can help you?" The handwriting was pale and neat, as if Arrodes were trembling as he submitted to Luther.
It's still so afraid of me.
Luther thought to himself.
The Magic Mirror Arrodes behaved very differently towards itself and Klein. When facing Klein, it acted like a sycophant, fawning and trying to win him over, but when facing itself, it seemed extremely fearful, as if afraid of being dragged into the sea for a bath.
It doesn't feel as good as 0-08...
Luther had already begun to miss that white Quill.
He collected his thoughts and then looked in the Mirror:
"I do have a problem... Tell me, where can I obtain the Potion recipe and Ritual for Sequence 2 of the 'Secrets Suppliant' Pathway?"
The surface of the Mirror then changed, and after some mist rose, a magnificent Temple gradually emerged. The Temple was entirely golden, like the dazzling radiance of the Sun, and exuded a pure and clear atmosphere, as if just one glance would cleanse the impurities of one's heart.
Then, very quickly, the scene shifts again, becoming a dark city made up of layers upon layers of mirrors, where people walking through it wear black robes and hoods that cover their faces;
The scene then freezes, showing an Abyssal Temple. The Altar of that Temple Distortion and grotesque, composed entirely of piles of crimson flesh Flesh...
"So much blood, it must be from the Aurora Order..." Luther guessed.
Then he saw a surge of water vapor, and the image vanished, replaced by Arrodes's slightly panicked words. "Great Master, something's wrong! I can no longer see what's inside the Aurora Order!"
Um?
Aurora Order?
Luther narrowed his eyes slightly.
What's wrong with those fanatics? Or has the True Creator issued a new command...?
He thought for a moment, then put the news aside and said to Arrodes, "Never mind them for now. Tell me, what did those images mean?"
"Great master, besides the Aurora Order, you can also obtain the recipe from the Church of the Eternal Blazing Sun and the Demoness Sect."
Arrodes replied respectfully, "Do you have any other questions?"
The Church of the Eternal Blazing Sun and the Demoness Sect?
It's not surprising that the Sun Church possesses the recipe for the Secrets Suppliant, given their similar Sequence. The Eternal Blazing Sun, as a "White Angel," even consumed the corpse of the Creator of the City of Silver... it's reasonable for them to know some related knowledge... But how did the Demoness Sect know it...? Was it just a coincidence?
Luther shook his head, not analyzing the situation much. Both options were a bit difficult for him. Perhaps he could rely on the Queen's connections to contact the Sun Church and interrogate the "Demoness of Unaging" to find the formula... or, to put it another way, go directly to cause trouble for the Aurora Order.
Personally speaking, he would still prefer the Aurora Order.
After all, they had a grudge against each other.
I just don't know what exactly went wrong with the Aurora Order Club. Maybe we should wait until the Tarot Club on Monday and have the other members help investigate before making a decision.
As for whether there's anything else you'd like to know...
He thought for a moment, then answered Arrodes' question:
"I have another question. Do you know how preparations are going for George III's deification Ritual?"
The light on the Mirror surface flickered noticeably.
"Great master... I dare not say... I only know that Loen is at a disadvantage on all fronts, and the country is gradually falling into crisis... The people need a strong emperor more than ever."
This is a way of indirectly answering my question...
Luther guessed the meaning behind the Magic Mirror's words; it was probably saying that the conditions for George III to prepare for the Ritual were becoming increasingly favorable, and it wouldn't be surprising if it were held at any time.
Then we need to speed things up on our side too.