In the dark coffin, the old bishop, covered in bandages like a mummy, finally told his secret that had been hidden for half a century, and after that, there was a long silence.

Agatha's voice broke the silence: "But it is clear that this matter is not over."

The old bishop did not speak, and Agatha asked, "In your opinion..... The strange appearances that frequently appear in the city-state today and the shadow of Dagger Island.... Is it also in the Frost Queen's calculations?"

"The queen is not a god, she may have predicted in advance that there would be rebels to stop her 'madness, moves, moves, but it is impossible to predict what will happen here half a century from now," Bishop Ivan shook his head, he was still recalling the details of those years, but probably too much time had passed, and many of the details had actually been blurred, "I can't remember what the queen told me that night, she seems to have been talking to me during the send-off ceremony, but you know, holding a ritual requires a lot of concentration, And also to inhale incense in advance, I.... I can't remember what she told me."

Speaking of this, he paused, and spread his hands helplessly: "Under normal circumstances, there will be no 'deceased' lying on the platform to exchange ritual experience with the priest who held the ceremony."

Agatha was silent, thinking quietly for a moment before suddenly speaking, "Can you tell me more about the situation? Before the end of the Abyss Project once and for all.... What else did you see in that church?"

」.... As far as I can remember, it snowed as much as this year, and for a long time the snow almost never stopped, and the snow often covered the roads around the chapel so that it was impossible to see the boundaries of the roads, and there were many more wrestlers," Bishop Ivan recalls quietly, his low, muffled voice as if to draw one's imagination directly to the cold winter of half a century ago.

"At that time, the Abyss Project had caused a lot of unease in the city, it was not a taboo subject as it is today, although the core part was classified, but most people knew that there was such a 'sea exploration, the existence of the plan, so people who came to the church often told me about the 'strange things' in their eyes......

"Strange things?" Agatha couldn't help but speak.

"Yes, strange things, some people say that they saw lights appear in houses that have been uninhabited for a long time, some say that their familiar neighbors suddenly changed their appearance when they went out one day, some people say that they saw the gate of the cemetery open in the middle of the night, and the people who were buried during the day walked out of the cemetery generously at night—all these are such terrifying and bizarre stories, day and night, and since the most evil thing in the city-state at that time was the Abyss Project, people attributed all these abnormal phenomena to the Abyss Project, and then then....… and it began to fall to the Queen of Frost."

"The man who was buried in the cemetery came out generously," Agatha frowned as she listened to the old bishop's story, as if she thought of the present, "and the lights in the uninhabited houses, which ..... That sounds ......."

"Sounds a lot like the forged corpse at Cemetery No. 3 and the room you saw at 42 Fireplace Street, right?" "But unlike back then," said the old bishop, "you have seen solid evidence, and even collected evidence that is suspected to be an 'element,' whereas there were only gossips in the city-state—every day people came to tell me what strange things had happened to them, but the guards went everywhere, and all of them pounced."

"All in the air?" Agatha asked.

"Yes, when we receive reports from residents, of course, we have to send someone to investigate, even half a century ago we had these rigorous processes, I sent many people to investigate those horror stories, and the cathedral gatekeeper of the year even conducted the investigation himself like you, but we didn't find anything, except for the nervous citizens, everything is actually normal in the city-state - but on the contrary, the testing ground of the Abyss Project is gradually and completely locked down, and all the terrible things are happening in the lockdown zone.

"As for what's going on there..... you've seen it in the archives - keep coming out

The current replica submersible, unregistered strangers, sacrificed explorers in the deep sea."

Agatha fell silent for a moment, her thoughts racing, for some reason, she always felt that she had sniffed out a trace of disobedience, a trace of ..... Something is wrong that no one has noticed for half a century.

"In other words, although the Abyss Project caused panic in the hearts of the people back then, in fact, all the anomalous events were only concentrated in the test site, and the city-state was actually operating as usual - although everyone's psychological pressure was very high, and the operation of the city was also difficult due to the Queen's extreme decree, and there were constant reports of anomalous events, but from the perspective of supernatural power, the 'pollution' from the deep sea "actually never overflowed the blockade line of the year?"

」.... At least that's what I remember," the old bishop nodded slightly, but then the conversation changed, "Of course, even so, I'm not justifying the Frost Queen back then, even if the city-state is really normal, her abyss plan has already strained the frost economy and everyone's nerves to a critical point, even if the abyss plan is really always under her control and never out of control, that rebellion... An uprising is destined to happen."

Agatha didn't seem to notice what the old bishop was saying at the end, she just thought silently for a moment, and then shook her head: "Let's keep our eyes on the present, Bishop Ivan, I want to know what you think about the current situation in the city, and the report letter in my hand."

"It's actually a good thing that you found traces of the Annihilation Cultists in the city, and there is evidence that they were behind it, and the most terrible thing about transcendent pollution when it happens is not that you find the enemy, but that you don't find the enemy."

Bishop Ivan spoke slowly, and raised the letter in his hand again.

"This is also mentioned in the report letter you brought with us - it is suspected that the Annihilation Cultists in Frost City have communicated the power of the deep sea through some kind of occult ritual, causing the pollution of the deep sea to spill directly into the city-state, so we should find a way to find a place where those cultists are holding ceremonies.

Agatha stared at the old bishop's exposed eyes, "Do you think... The visitor who wrote this report letter can be trusted?"

"At least everything mentioned in the report letter is now proven to be true, even if it is not verifiable for the time being, it is logically valid," Bishop Ivan nodded, "Of course, I cannot say for sure that the being who wrote the letter can be trusted—the superior has a different mood and a view of the world than mortals, so we can never get along with them with the logic of human emotions.

"I can only say that when they temporarily show neutrality or friendliness, we can cooperate with them or even take the initiative to cooperate, but when they suddenly find this boring and are about to turn their backs, we need not be confused or surprised, we need to know that the only superior beings in this world who can truly be trusted and loyal are the four gods, and everything else is neither an enemy nor an ally."

The old bishop's words contained more than half a century of wisdom, and even though the status was equal, Agatha bowed her head slightly with respect.

"The next time that visitor comes back, I'll try to reach out to him and see his current attitude."

"That's for the best." Bishop Ivan nodded.

Agatha thought for a moment, then looked at the letter that was currently in the old bishop's hand.

"Now, then, there's only one last puzzle left."

As she looked, Bishop Ivan's gaze fell on the last part of the report.

The whole letter is easy to understand, but only the last part, whether it is the cemetery keeper who originally received the letter, or the current Bishops Agatha and Ivan, can hardly understand the deep meaning.

Two spokesmen representing the supreme will of the Church in the city-state came together, three eyes peeking out from under the bandages at the end of the letter.

The unspeakable mystery visitor left a mystery in the secret letter.

.…... What does this number mean?" Bishop Ivan asked hesitantly.

Agatha shook her head slowly, "I don't understand it either."

「..... Maybe you can find a soothsayer to deduce, or ask the field of mathematics and physics

Experts in the occult field to work together to calculate it—it may be a secret number that points to the future of the city-state."

"Makes sense."

At the edge of Uptown, at 44 Oak Street, next to Fireplace Street, Duncan stood in front of a narrow window at the end of the second-floor hallway, looking out into the night.

After a while, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Fanna, who was in a daze beside him, "Do you think they paid at this time?"

Vanna woke up from her distraction, looking confused: "Ah......... Huh?"

"You can go to the bank for me tomorrow to see if they have made any payments," Duncan said with a serious face, "I left an anonymous account number in that whistleblower letter, which I used to receive the whistleblower bonus."

Vanna: "... Huh?"