"The current situation is not optimistic, Professor. I'm starting to break out in a cold sweat. Do you think there's any chance of turning things around?"
"A foolish question." Dr. Ratio didn't give a clear answer. "If you just can't control yourself and want to try your luck with someone, then there just happens to be a suitable candidate..."
That man wants to see you.
"Who?"
" Sunday."
Aventurine readily nodded. "Of course, no problem, but I'd like to know... is it going to be a court hearing or a private trial?"
"If it's the former, then there's no need for me to relay the message."
"Alright... that's right, all of it. See, professor, the dead can't talk, but the living can..." Aventurine's lips curled up slightly.
" Dr. Ratio, I'm now certain there's something wrong within the Family. Just wait and see, that man's sister is dead... he won't sit still."
"Let's not delay, let's set off now—lead the way, the show... is about to begin."
Meanwhile, reality - [ The Reverie ] Hotel
The Black Swan, trapped in a torrent of consciousness, was suddenly pulled back by a phone call. When she came to her senses, she found herself in a hotel room in the Acheron.
No... rather, the Black Swan never left Acheron's room; that chilling experience from before... was as if it had never happened.
"Long time no see! Did you have fun in Penacony? -- [ Acheron ]?"
The Black Swan didn't respond. That voice... could it be a companion from the Acheron?
"Although I don't know what you are or what you're up to... my bullets will find you soon."
"Before that, you'd better hurry up and find a coffin lid in Penacony, and ask the owner to save a good one for you, the fake one."
Black Swan didn't respond for a long time, and the voice on the other end of the phone couldn't help but sound a little puzzled.
"Huh? Did I dial the wrong number? Good heavens, who are you?"
"I am the Memokeeper of the Garden of Recollection." After what just happened, Black Swan's thoughts were still in disarray.
"Hmph! Not bad, I like tough guys like this. Are you that imposter's bodyguard? Or someone else? Whatever... I'll leave you a bullet, so get ready."
Hearing this from the person on the phone, Black Swan thought for a moment and realized that it was definitely not feasible to risk exploring [ Eternity ]. Who would have thought that Penacony had Aeon avatar? The Emanator outrageous enough.
Sigh~ Let's focus our attention back on this Galaxy Ranger.
"I don't know what you're talking about—but you know Acheron, that Galaxy Ranger, right? I have something to ask you."
"Haha, you want me to help you write your will? Sure, go ahead."
"It's not a will... I just want to ask you, how exactly did she become Galaxy Ranger?"
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone. Turns out they were allies?
"She's not the Pathstrider a [ The Hunt ], you are, aren't you? Tell me, who exactly is Acheron?"
A hearty laugh came from the other end of the phone, "... Hahahaha, great! I didn't expect it to be an ally. He's got a real leg to play with. Looks like I've really hit the jackpot."
"I'll be at Penacony soon. Memokeeper, go buy a few bottles of [ Asdana White Oak ], warm them up, and I'll toast you."
"That woman's past? Nobody knows. But if all you want is a simple answer, fine, you'd better find a chair to sit on. That woman named Acheron— "
"It's an Emanator that shouldn't exist."
"Surprised? Well, that's not important. Memokeeper... since you're in Penacony, please take the remaining bottles of [ Asdana White Oak ] to the Church of Eternity."
Black Swan pondered seriously, this actually seemed feasible... The two Emanator of the Church couldn't have been unaware that he had just tried to obtain their Aeon's [ Remembrance ], so he really should apologize.
" Memokeeper, why are you silent again? Don't you know about the gratifying thing the Church of Eternity did a while ago?"
"Damn it, some guy from the Church of Eternity gave Oswaldo a whole host Schneider broken bones!"
After overcoming numerous obstacles and trials at the Morning Dew Mansion, Aventurine and Dr. Ratio finally stopped in front of a large door.
" Sunday is just behind this door. In my humble opinion, he's not someone to be trifled with. Are you ready?"
Aventurine nodded confidently. "Yes, I have more faith in him; he's the one who needs to be prepared."
Tell me about your plans.
"There's no real plan; you just improvise. When dealing with people, you only have two kinds of leverage: self-interest or fear."
Dr. Ratio didn't say much. The thought that this guy had an amber crystal on him that rivaled the [ Preservation ] Emanator made him truly unable to understand [Sincerity].
Aventurine noticed his expression and spread his hands:
"Am I not sincere enough? Professor, we must make good use of death. That man's sister is dead; he's definitely not going to sit still. That's [fear]."
"And I will help him bring that murderer to justice. He can't do it himself due to his position and circumstances, but I can; that's the [interest]."
"What makes you think he can't do it and has to entrust it to someone from a company with opposing views? It's better to rely on yourself than others, especially since he has better options."
The Dr. Ratio was referring to the Church of Eternity, which was cooperating with the [ The Family ].
"Come on, that man doesn't have the power to ask the messenger Emanator help. The Church priest has disappeared, and the Chair himself doesn't care. He probably just treats this place like a luxury version of the ' The Reverie ' hotel."
Dr. Ratio couldn't refute it. He also noticed that the Church Chair didn't seem to have a good relationship with Sunday, interrupting and undermining him on several occasions, and using eye contact and gestures to hint at it, not ruling out the possibility that he was just looking for fun.
"The answer is simple—because the murderer is likely a traitor lurking within the Family."
"That's just an excuse, Professor. Something's not right with that woman. I need someone to keep her in check. The fewer variables outside our field of vision, the better, as long as we're on our mission."
"I also need to know who she is. If my luck is genuine, she'll definitely become an important pawn. And the more friends who can help me in this matter, the better."
Dr. Ratio had already guessed Aventurine's next plan. "She's not the only one."
"Of course... Penacony has two publicly known [ Emanator ], and secretly, including that woman, there are two more. A gathering of experts, isn't it?"
Acheron's identity has almost been exposed, but the problem lies with the most mysterious one.
How could an Eternity Emanator appear on the Trailblaze Astral Express?
"But to be honest, the murder is most likely unrelated to them. I still hold the same view: there must be a problem within the Family. Otherwise, why would our Mr. Sunday arrange a private meeting? This wasn't an interrogation, but a secret negotiation."
"Watch, with the Robin's death as my bargaining chip, I will win back my freedom and power. In the end, I will overturn this beautiful dream and create the grandest death."