Lord of Traps

Martha opened the candy box, only to find that all the candies were gone. She had no choice but to close it and nod. "Yes, the Red Gloves. Although their numbers are limited, they travel all over the place."

"If possible, we should handle it ourselves. But this involves the domain of the gods now. It has exceeded what our Nightwatchers team can deal with."

Lewis nodded in agreement. "You have a point."

"How about this? I'll send a telegram later to report the matter and suggest that the Red Gloves handle it."

"Then I'll begin the isolation. Tomorrow, you and Mr. Sifa will go look for that Monster. If you find anything, don't act on your own. Have Jeffrey keep watch on him and wait for support."

Martha toyed with the empty candy box. "That's a reasonable compromise, but Captain, don't you think we're letting Mr. Sifa get too deeply involved in our circle?"

"Come to think of it, he really was quite brave. He actually pretended to be one of Haimok's subordinates. Luckily, the culprit was a Sequence 8 Lunatic."

"I saw in the internal files before that Beyonders of this sequence trade their sanity for power, gaining comprehensive enhancements. But the price is losing their rationality. That was why he believed what Sifa said."

"But now, Sifa knows too much. According to the rules, we can't let outsiders get this deeply involved, even if we need their cooperation."

"Captain, how do you plan to deal with it in the end?"

Lewis took off his black-rimmed glasses and pulled out a handkerchief to wipe them. "That's also why I had Warren deliver two Sealed Artifacts. Besides being able to interpret body language and obtain certain information from the subconscious, 3-0718—"

"—when used with the correct method, it can also hypnotize a target and make them forget certain things."

Martha said in surprise, "That monocle has that kind of ability? How did I not know?"

Lewis put his black-rimmed glasses back on and said seriously, "Because I'm the captain, and you aren't."

Miss Red Hair snorted. "That's why I hate rules like 'classification levels' the most!"

In the morning, after getting up, Sifa summoned the Book of Mysteries.

As the colors of the many objects in the room became vivid and bright and the clock on the wall stopped ticking, the thick, illusory tome once again fell into Sifa's hands.

Sifa opened the cover, and the pages rapidly flipped until they stopped on the page for "Mystic Artisan."

He immediately noticed that the information on the first line of the page had undergone a tremendous change.

The Dimension Crystals had skyrocketed from 17 last time to 127 now!

This—

Sifa hurriedly looked at the records below.

"A mindless JO-level lifeform told you to hurry up and tipped 100 Dimension Coins, automatically converted into 1 Dimension Crystal."

"Protect Our Warrior thought you had the potential to become a god and generously tipped 10,000 Dimension Coins, automatically converted into 100 Dimension Crystals."

"User 20201206175608179 thought you were somewhat interesting and tipped 100 Dimension Coins, automatically converted into 1 Dimension Crystal."

"Explosion Is Art 666 said you were really brave and tipped 500 Dimension Coins, automatically converted into 5 Dimension Crystals."

"User 20210219182457303 said '666' and tipped 100 Dimension Coins, automatically converted into 1 Dimension Crystal."

"Joker thought you could be even more reckless and tipped 100 Dimension Coins, automatically converted into 1 Dimension Crystal."

"HalfDreaming said you really were a clever little devil and tipped 100 Dimension Coins, automatically converted into 1 Dimension Crystal."

Ah, the Watchers were far too generous. How embarrassing...

There were two more records below.

"Endless Mountains and Seas greatly admired Klein Moretti and tipped him 1,000 Dimension Coins. Hope you're not jealous."

"Joker told Klein Moretti that he was amazing and tipped him 200 Dimension Coins. Are you envious?"

The muscles on Sifa's face twitched slightly as he shouted inwardly. No, I'm neither jealous nor envious!

The Watchers had already been good enough to me. A person should know when to be satisfied.

Besides those records, Sifa also discovered a special one.

"You have obtained a new tag: Lord of Traps."

"This tag has received more than one compliment. Your ability with traps has received a slight enhancement."

A tag? Receiving more than one compliment had enhanced his ability with traps. Although it was only a "slight" enhancement, an enhancement was still an enhancement, no matter how slight.

After all, every little bit counted!

But...

The Book of Mysteries had this function too? He knew that some novel apps could assign tags to characters in books and let readers like those tags.

Could his biography have a similar function?

Come to think of it, character tags were an embodiment of a person's traits. The more people liked one, the more it showed that readers recognized that trait.

Now, the Watchers thought that he liked using traps, so they had given him such a tag?

Then, if more people recognized that trait in the future, his ability with traps would continuously improve!

How amazing. This once again proved that readers had the ability to influence the world of the novel. Their thoughts and wishes could seep in and exert an influence.

Well, hopefully no Watcher would give me any strange tags, like "Wolf of Loen" or something. Otherwise, my reputation might head in a strange direction...

Since he had no other magical items on hand, Sifa had no plans to use the Dimension Crystals for the time being. He turned to the Message Board page and saw that some information there had also been updated.

Favorites: 500+

Record: Your adventure biography has received more than 500 favorites and follows. You have gained 2 uses of the "Message Board."

The number of favorites and follows had increased again, and the number of Message Board uses had increased by one. Great, but there was nothing he wanted to ask for now.

Sifa looked further down. There were no additional replies to the previous "messages" for the time being, so he turned to the review section.

"Melancholy Flatbread: If you want the subsequent potion formula, hurry up and recite the Fool's Honorific Name: Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings. Or go to the Southern Continent and find Anderson."

Another clue for subsequent potions! Praise the Watchers.

The Fool's Honorific Name, and go to the Southern Continent to find Anderson. All right, I'll remember that.

Mother had said that she had clues about the Hunter Sequence 8. That way, I should be able to advance to Sequence 8 smoothly. After that, I could also go to Tingen and see whether I could latch onto the thigh of my fellow transmigrator.

If I gained nothing and found no clues about Sequence 7, then I could try following this Watcher's suggestion.

"Mr. Coo Coo Coo: Another fanfic about that mysterious benefactor. Not bad, not bad."

This "benefactor" was probably a typo, wasn't it?

"Joker: Beyonder Characteristic Convergence Law for adjacent Pathways. Beware of the Demoness!"

It was this Watcher again. He had reminded me to beware of the Demoness more than once. It seemed I needed to find an opportunity to learn about Demonesses.

Hmm, adjacent Pathways and Beyonder Characteristics would converge. What did that mean? Was the Demoness an adjacent Pathway to the Hunter? As expected, there was still much knowledge to learn.

Before these knowledgeable Watchers, Sifa felt as ignorant as an elementary school student.

"User 20210517202131878: The Abraham Family controls the Door Pathway and ranked first among the great nobles of the Tudor Empire."