There were five cannon mouths in each row, ten rows in each column, and ten columns in all.
Five hundred cannons in total were aimed at Arthur.
Beneath that dense mass of pitch-black cannon mouths, Arthur discreetly swept his gaze higher-something else was hidden there.
Whatever lurked there unsettled Arthur far more than those five hundred cannons did.
In fact...
[Death Intuition] had even begun to flash.
Clearly, that was the true core of the West Berlin Family's Cannon Formation.
As for these cannons?
They were nothing more than a smokescreen.
And precisely because only the cannons serving as that smokescreen had been revealed, Arthur could deduce even more.
For instance, the lord of West Berlin had just felt the urge to kill him.
But only for an instant!
After that instant, the lord of West Berlin had regained his composure. Deploying the Cannon Formation had still been necessary, but he had concealed its crucial component.
Beyond that, there was the way the lord of West Berlin had stared at him earlier.
Arthur's [Reading People] and [Keen Eyes] had caught every subtle change in the man's expression.
And so, the clues began to fit together.
Some of the questions that had puzzled Arthur began to resolve themselves, too.
The first was the lord of West Berlin's attitude toward the Church of Pain.
Or rather, whether the lord of West Berlin was the one backing the Church of Pain.
Judging by the situation before him, he was not.
The person backing the Church of Pain had always been the Marquis of West Berlin's daughter.
And the Marquis of West Berlin himself?
Though he knew of the Church of Pain's existence, he had chosen to stand somewhere higher and darker-the lord of West Berlin could not personally confront the Inner River Church