There's a lot to deal with at the moment, and apart from the already busy Warhammer and Blackburn, the other guys have more or less their own things to do. Ophelia www.biquge.info standing in the harbor on a misty morning, waiting for someone to come, looked a little anxious, a anxiety that had not been on her face since Lotus died. But now, it's here again.

At the very least, it meant that she had to face some other problems now, and she paced back and forth nervously, her mind full of the shadow of Master Marcel, the Inquisitor. It's time to go back and see, but this time it's not about rebuilding the Blue Shinrikyo cult, it's about finding Marcel's whereabouts.

Camilia, who had agreed with her, arrived at the port a few minutes later, and when she met her, Ophelia's anxiety finally calmed down. She learned about what had happened to the Eagle Guild, so she was grateful and apologetic for Camilli's insistence on helping. It doesn't feel good to trouble others all the time, and Ophelia often thinks about what she can do to help others.

"Let's go, Ophelia. Camilli said softly.

"Hmm. Ophelia responded.

"Are you going to the Celestial Veil?" Karl's voice suddenly sounded behind the two of them, and Camilli turned her head and looked at Carl with a slightly surprised gaze as he held a slice of bread in his hand. "Carl?"

"How can I help?" Karl asked, shoving the slice of bread into his mouth.

"Are you feeling better?" asked Camille.

Carl shrugged, "Much better." ”

"Come on, then. Kamili nodded to Magadha, who was anchored behind her at the warhammer in the harbor.

This time Warhammer was no longer in the driver's seat, and he was sleeping lazily at Blackburn's home on the West Coast. He's always been the busiest and most energetic, so now, he should be able to rest for a while. Besides, Kamili didn't want to trouble him, and she didn't know how to manipulate Magadha.

"So, tell me what you're going to do this time to the Celestial Veil?" Karl leaned against the side of Magadha, his arms folded, a cigarette in his mouth, completely relaxed.

Camilli didn't know how to say anything, and she didn't tell anyone about Marcel the Inquisitor, and the only ones who knew were Uma and Mirna. She just didn't want to bother everyone, because just thinking about how to face Lotus was already a headache for everyone. She took a moment to organize her language and told Carl everything.

In fact, Carl didn't feel too much of a surprise. Because he has always believed in one fact, one that makes people feel cruel. That is, no matter what, people will find a way to keep themselves alive. Even if a large number of shells are smashed on a rudimentary position, there will still be people who will survive, let alone Marcel the Inquisitor who knows some kind of forbidden spell. "That kind of forbidden spell can separate the body from the soul? Well, that's quite surprising. ”

"We can't be sure what the danger will be, after all, it's a forbidden place for the Blue Shinrikyo cult. Camilli maintained due caution.

"You're right. ”

Ophelia stood on the deck, holding Marcel the Inquisitor's diary in her hand, expressing her emotions in a peculiar, unusually small voice, even though it was not heard by the two of them due to the influence of the environment.

Magadha approached the stop at the Celestial Veil in a very peaceful manner, and it was a little more lively than it had been a few days ago. Now that Lotus is dead, there are already many people who want to come and see what is going on on the back of this huge creature. In retrospect, it hardly looks like a place where a truth-seeking organization can stand, but more like a paradise for adventurers.

Ophelia was at the forefront, and she was the one who showed the way for others this time. How to say it, if the three of them at this time are moving forward with a complicated mood, it is better to say that they are a little confused about the unknown truth. In addition to Carl, who came to help, even Camilli, who has nothing to do with the Blue Shinrikyo herself, wants to find out what Marcel is hiding in the belly of the Heavenly Veil Behemoth.

On the surface, the answer seems simple, Marcel uses a forbidden spell to escape the belly of the Heavenly Veil Behemoth in order to escape Rotes' psychic attack. But according to Ophelia's description of him, he doesn't look like a person who allows outsiders or alien creatures to trample on the Blue Truth Cult.

The path leading to the belly of the Heavenly Veil Behemoth was not far from the west side of Purgatory, and although she knew the entrance to that road, even Ophelia had not set foot on the rest of the road. So when he reached the entrance to the road, Karl drew his two revolvers. While this may worry Ophelia, the necessary caution is needed.

Ophelia chose to go ahead in the end, and in any case, she hoped that the first person the surviving believers would see outside the belly of the Heavenly Veil during their long time hiding from Lotus would be her familiar face. Yes, that's what she thought all along. Carl and Camille followed Ophelia about a distance of a body from the left and right, looking over each other's blind spots.

Small, curse-like echoes echoed along the path. The first to hear was Carl, then Camilli, and finally Ophelia. The three of them stopped almost at the same time, and Ophelia shrank back, as if terrified by the sound. Karl looked up and looked around, seeing nothing but the organs and blood vessels of the huge creature.

Suddenly flashed the shadows of several humanoid silhouettes in the darkness, which Camilli caught in the first place. She immediately dodged in front of Ophelia, raised her hand and condensed a qi jade bullet and threw it in front of her. The blue jade bullet wrapped around the thoughts gradually drew the black shadows closer, and Camilli immediately turned back to Carl and cast a look. The latter nodded, raised a revolver and fired several bullets diagonally upward.

It was just to see who the dark shadows were by the light of the fire, and Ophelia breathed a sigh of relief when the worshippers in strange whale masks and their hands tucked into the sleeves of their thick robes flashed by in the light of the fire. "It's our believers. She said reassuringly.

The empty shells fell to the ground with a crisp thud, and Karl only now noticed that it was not the flesh of the Celestial Veil Behemoth that was stepping on his feet, but the paved stone path, which was common in the temples on the backs of the giant creatures. Now that he was here, Carl wondered if there was also a temple in the belly of the Heavenly Veil Behemoth.

Ophelia walked around Camilli and walked towards the believers. But Camille remained vigilant and followed her closely with a certain pace. She didn't feel right, very wrong. The believers were like walking corpses, they did not sound a warning or show a friendly side to Ophelia.

Ophelia still didn't notice anything unusual as the believer slowly pulled the dagger from his robe in a stiff motion, but the sound of the dagger skimming through the air was heard by Camille. She immediately took a big stride forward, shouting a warning to Ophelia. "Don't go over, Ophelia!"

Ophelia was startled by Camilli's sudden shout, and she stopped her steps at the same time. Then she saw the dagger that appeared to be bright in the slightly darkness coming towards her, and she suddenly realized that these believers were no longer the people she knew.

Camilli, who arrived at the right time, pressed Ophelia's body with one hand, and pushed forward a powerful palm with the other, and the thoughts that burst out from the palm temporarily repelled the attacking believers. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Camilli took Ophelia's hand and ran backwards. Karl's body bounced, over the top of the two's heads. As his feet slammed into the ground, a torrential rain of bullets erupted from his two revolvers. After a round of shooting, everything was calm. Only the silhouette of the believers all fell, and the dagger fell to the ground with a sound different from that of empty shells falling on the ground.

"No, it shouldn't be like that, should it?" said Ophelia, shaking her head, incredulous.

"What's wrong, Ophelia?" asked Camilli hurriedly.

"Could it be that Master Marcel has ......?"