At that moment, Fors felt her cheeks burning hot, and she froze, not daring to even turn her head to look at her friend.
She realized with a deep sense that she had greatly underestimated the limits of that " Magic Mirror "!
After his lips trembled for a moment, Fors remembered Mr. "World's" reminder, closed his eyes, and said:
I choose to accept the punishment.
With a crackling sound, a silvery-white bolt of lightning struck the air above the room, but it vanished without a trace the moment it appeared, as if it were an illusion.
On the mirror's surface, the dark red words suddenly turned silvery-white, rapidly replacing with new content:
That concludes today's quiz game. Goodbye!
Before Fors could open her eyes, and before Hugh could react, the slowly rippling light inside the mirror instantly subsided, and the gloom and darkness in the room shattered, swallowed up by the candlelight.
"Isn't there a punishment?" Fors waited a few seconds, slightly opened her eyes, looked at the mirror that had returned to normal, and then looked at Hugh, the bystander.
Hugh pointed to the top of her head and said:
"There was supposed to be lightning striking, but it disappeared halfway through. Also, the ' Magic Mirror ' has left."
"... Is the ' Magic Mirror ' just joking? No, I was warned that the problem would be quite embarrassing and the punishment would be severe... Could it be that Mr. ' The Fool ' is protecting me?" Fors rubbed his right cheek and asked with some suspicion.
"Perhaps." Hugh nodded in agreement with his friend's opinion.
Just as Fors breathed a sigh of relief and was secretly rejoicing, she suddenly noticed that Hugh was looking at her intently.
"What do you want?" Fors, her heart skipping a beat.
Hugh asked thoughtfully:
Who are the main characters in all those erotic dreams you have?
"... Haha, who would remember a dream that long ago? Besides, aren't dreams usually blurry and unclear?" Fors forced a smile.
Hugh grunted in response.
"If that's the case, why didn't you answer just now?"
"... I'm so nervous, so very nervous." Fors glanced at the luggage already packed in the room and said, "We need to move. I miss the fireplace!"
She spoke as she walked toward her luggage.
It was only then that she realized that sometimes, whether she answered the " Magic Mirror's" question or not, the result was almost the same.
Is this the social death that Gehrman Sparrow mentioned? I really want to bury myself right now! Fors took several deep breaths, trying to calm the burning sensation on her cheeks and the shame in her heart.
Above the Gray Fog, inside the ancient palace.
Klein tossed the " Sea God Scepter " back into the pile of junk and scoffed at the performance of the " Magic Mirror " Arrodes.
"Knowing full well that I was the one who summoned it, it still dared to ask such a question. Only after I intervened to stop the lightning punishment did it hastily change its attitude and leave in a panic... Had a lot of fun, huh..."
"However, its answer gave me a new perspective; I really don't need to limit myself to becoming a ' Miracle Invoker '..."
"The second ' Blasphemy Slate ' most likely originated from the Creator City of Silver and is now in Adam's hands... Although Amon and his brother are not on good terms and each manages their own affairs, they have cooperated before. I don't believe he hasn't seen that ' Blasphemy Slate '... If that's the case, he must have mastered the ' Miracle Invoker ' ritual and guessed that I intend to take City of Silver out of the Forsaken Land of the Gods. At that time, he won't need to track me too hard; he can just wait at the ' Giant King's Court '..."
"Hmm, we can't go according to the enemy's plan, especially since this is a ' God of Deceit ' and a ' God of Mischief.' Countless unexpected events could arise because of this... If my involvement leads to the shattering of City of Silver's hopes over thousands of years, then it would completely defeat the purpose of my original plan..."
The problem with being a ' Planeswalker ' is that they might hear Mr. 'Door's' ramblings, and they'll experience more Starry Sky and contamination than other Sequence 2 Angel. Of course, these aren't entirely unacceptable things...
"Also, do I need to repay the two resurrection opportunities ' Sefirah Castle ' gave me? That's fine, I'll definitely revert to ' Attendant of Mysteries ' in Sequence 1, because Mr. 'Door' has already blocked the ' Apprentice ' path to advancement. He has at least mastered ' Uniqueness ' plus two Sequence 1 Beyonder Characteristic, maybe even three..."
"It's not necessary to become a ' Planeswalker,' but I must be prepared accordingly. As my choices increase, it will be much more difficult for Amon to set traps if he wants to obstruct me. Only in this way can I become an Angel under the powerful pressure of an Angel King!"
"Yes, let's not take any preconceived notions. We'll prepare for both ' Miracle Invoker ' and ' Planeswalker ' training, and then decide which path to choose based on the specific circumstances."
With his mind focused, Klein felt incredibly refreshed. His thoughts raced, and he quickly formulated a preliminary plan:
"There's no rush to ask Miss ' Magician's' teacher for the ' Planeswalker ' Potion recipe and the corresponding '0' level Sealed Artifact. That would frighten the Abraham Family, making them suspect that Miss ' Magician ' has worshipped some evil god or joined some bad organization..."
"Given their current situation, they most likely won't reply anymore. They'll change their identities, move to a different place, and cut off all contact..."
"Hmm, the head of that ' Saint of Secrets ' Botis is a very good gift. Regardless of whether the Abraham Family gives us the ' Worm of Star ' or not, this matter needs to be put on the agenda... I hope Miss ' Justice ' can digest the ' Dreamwalker ' Potion as soon as possible, I hope Lady ' The Hermit ' is ready, and I also hope that Misses ' Magician ' and ' Judgement ' can improve their skills before the operation..."
"By the way, according to Miss ' Magician,' ' Saint of Secrets ' Botis is a traitor to the Abraham Family, and the Aurora Order possesses a 'Level 0' Sealed Artifact from the ' Apprentice ' pathway. That's interesting... Perhaps we don't necessarily need to contact the Abraham Family; we might get what we want from ' Saint of Secrets ' Botis. Uh, I must remind Miss ' The Hermit ' that Botis might sometimes carry 'Level 0' Sealed Artifact, so we must confirm before taking any action..."
"If that 'Level 0' Sealed Artifact isn't in the hands of the ' Saint of Secrets,' obtaining it might require facing the ' Angel of Fate,' Ouroboros... No, 'Level 0' Sealed Artifact are terrifying in themselves; they are one source of danger..."
"Phew, now let's wait for Miss ' Magician's ' teacher's reply and see if the Abraham Family is sensitive about the ' Worm of Star ' matter..."
Thinking about this, Klein suddenly felt a bit self-deprecating. He felt that he and Aurora Order destined enemies, and they would always have various intersections:
"As this operation begins, the Aurora Order will surely be screaming in their hearts:"
Why you again? Why us again?
Klein exhaled, collected his thoughts, materialized "The World" Gehrman Sparrow, and replied to the " Magician " lady who had reported the answer.
Then, the dummy "World" prayed again, asking Mr. " The Fool " to pass on his request to Danitz.
On an island in the Sonia Sea, Danitz, who was waiting for the Golden Dream " to pick him up, glanced at Anderson and chuckled:
"I'm going to summon Gehrman Sparrow's messenger."
Anderson raised an eyebrow and clicked his tongue.
"You are now qualified to consume the ' Conspirer's ' Potion."
"You made it too obvious; even I could tell you were afraid of that messenger," Danitz said, increasingly smug, adding a touch of humility.
Anderson suddenly chuckled:
Why don't you suspect that my fear is just an act? A mere excuse to avoid hearing things I shouldn't have?
"... Bullshit, do you think I'd believe Lies you hastily came up with?" Danitz was almost convinced.
Anderson shrugged and walked towards the door:
"You've gathered all the ingredients for your ' Conspirer ' Potion. Remember to remind Gehrman not to forget my ' Iron-Blooded Knight ' Potion recipe."
Danitz waved his hand impatiently, indicating that he understood.
After Anderson left the room and closed the door, Danitz immediately began the ritual, summoning messengers carrying four blond, red-eyed heads.
When he saw all eight eyes looking at him at the same time, Danitz's puffed-out chest instantly shrank back.
He forced a smile and handed over the gold coins, saying:
"Madam, Gehrman Sparrow asked me to tell you that he is alright and is now in the Forsaken Land of the Gods."
... Wait, what did I say? The Forsaken Land of the Gods? As a crew member of " Vice Admiral Iceberg," Danitz's knowledge of occultism was passable. After a moment of stunned silence, his pupils dilated noticeably.
"Okay..." Reinette Tinekerr answered in one bite, biting down on the gold coin.
Then, He stepped into the void and disappeared from the room.
After reporting this to Gehrman Sparrow, Danitz received the " Iron-Blooded Knight's " Potion recipe and new orders.
"Prepare local delicacies to offer as a sacrifice to the ' Sea God ' Kavithua... Isn't this mission a bit too strange?" Danitz muttered to himself, but dared not voice his doubts.
He quickly tidied up the altar, found a piece of parchment, and wrote down the auxiliary materials and corresponding rituals for the " Iron-Blooded Knight " Potion recipe.
He then opened the door and handed the parchment to Anderson.
"Assemble a team of at least thirty people... The higher the team's strength and coordination, the better the ritual's effect..." Anderson unfolded the parchment in front of Danitz and began to read. As he read, his brows furrowed. "If the team's coordination is based on wanting to kill me, their captain, then this ritual is quite simple..."
Before Danitz could scoff, a blazing white flame erupted from his fingertips, burning the parchment away.
Anderson then chuckled and said:
"I need to go back to my hometown and look for opportunities. It's being invaded by Feynapotter, and war is always the best place to hone a team."
He paused for a moment, looked at Danitz, and said with his smile unchanged:
"I've prepared some questions for you, they're in my room. Once you become a ' Conspirer,' you can try them out and see if your IQ has actually improved."
"... Bullshit! You're trying to trick me into reading all the books in your room, aren't you?" Danitz was almost moved, but then realized something was wrong.
No matter how high your IQ is, you still can't solve the problems if you haven't even looked at the textbook!
"Not bad, you grasped the key point in just three seconds this time. In the past, haha, you would have really believed it." Anderson praised, then turned around with a smile and left the hotel.