Odys had given himself the name Poirot and was investigating a case involving a researcher who had lost control. He had originally wanted to imitate Klein and play the part of a great detective, but Sequence 1 spirituality was simply too keen. Based on the case files, he had only just found the bar with enormous suspicion hanging over it when he sensed that something was wrong with the middle-aged drinker before him.
Upon arriving at the middle-aged drinker's room, he indeed found the kind of writing left behind by the researcher before losing control.
Odys used his abilities to "trace the origin" of those words and preliminarily determined that they should have come from the stars, spread into the Real World by some Outer Deity through some means.
Odys pointed at the writing on the wall and asked, "Where did you learn these things?"
As he spoke, he "simulated" the abilities of the Spectator Pathway and ordered the other man's Mind Body to tell the truth.
The middle-aged drinker's face was full of resistance, yet he still answered, "I learned them in Duke Village."
Odys continued, "Where is Duke Village?"
"In Zilkez Town, Amo State, Northern County, Lenburg."
"What kind of village is it? How did you find that village?"
"A village filled with mystery," the middle-aged drinker said. "While helping a researcher procure supplies, I took shelter from the rain and accidentally arrived at that village."
Odys asked again, "What is so mysterious about it?"
"Everyone there can describe astonishing worldviews and values," the middle-aged drinker said. "Every one of them is a philosopher."
Odys smiled and casually asked, "Don't philosophers eat?"
"They do."
Odys cleared his throat and continued, "I get the feeling you are more than just a businessman."
"I..." The middle-aged drinker opened his mouth