Glass Island, White Queen.

On the second floor of the Brown Hotel, a well-dressed and civilized young gentleman was slowly eating freshly fried steak in his room.

And at his table stood a maid in a state of soul. She had a pure white translucent body, looked like she was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and was dressed like a "fox" in a white priest's robe without a crown. Only her spine was solid, so the pale color of her spine could barely be seen through her translucent white body.

Suddenly, the girl leaned over and whispered something in the gentleman's ear. His mouth moved, but he didn't make any sound.

The gentleman seemed to have heard something. Raising his eyebrows, he took out the gem-encrusted solid gold pocket watch from his bosom and opened it.

"It's almost over."

He glanced at the time and put it away, then shoved the remaining small piece of steak into his mouth.

He chewed with all his might, the juices leaching out. Some of the chewy tendons make a creaking sound. But because he had a good mouth, he chewed the meat and swallowed it.

The young gentleman was a little satisfied, but also a little reluctant, and muttered in a low voice: "I really can't bear to have such a young and healthy body......"

Meanwhile.

In the gentleman's downstairs room, the maid who looked like a newsboy was cleaning the room for a while, and sighed a little worriedly.

"It's finally over...... It's torture. It's terrifying, isn't it? ”

Sherlock, who was hiding in an abandoned chemical factory with Lulu, had nothing in common with Her Royal Highness. Hence the polite and somewhat awkward silence.

He watched intently at the rising sun in the sky, and suddenly said, "It's almost time." ”

"What?"

Lulu, who was holding the child, asked subconsciously, and then immediately reacted and became energetic: "Is the ceremony about to end?" ”

"There are four more survivors. The two men didn't die until the end. ”

Sherlock whispered, "'Bone Carving'...... Lars Graham? I'll look into him. ”

"If not—don't say I said it!"

Lulu whispered nervously.

The newsboy sighed.

"My esteemed princess," he said lazily, "normally, even if I did, he wouldn't know it was yours." I know Lulu, not Isabel du Lac. ”

“…… Huh? Lulu, who was suddenly told her real name and tried her best to play the role of "Anne Alexander", suddenly opened her eyes wide.

"Master Janis is too irresponsible. Although there is no punishment for failing in the first rite of advancement, you are not afraid to be perceived as you are in reality. But some common sense things, I think we still need to teach them in advance. Not all setbacks have a meaning – especially if you don't suffer a lot. ”

The newsboy pulled his newsboy hat, bowed his head and said softly: "I will report this ceremony to Her Majesty the Queen in every detail." This includes the unusual difficulty of the ritual, information on the 'Bone Eagle', 'Knight', 'Fox' and 'Coco', and the matter between you and Mr. Fox. And of course, the mistakes you made during this ritual - I have all of them in my head.

"That's it for this time. But remember...... From the second advanced ritual onwards, failure and death in the ritual come at a cost.

"I am one of the few Avalons with extraordinary wisdom. If nothing else, Her Majesty may entrust me with advancing with you and protecting you during the ceremony. Hopefully, the next time we meet, you'll be able to fix your naïve bad habits a little. ”

At this, the newsboy looked into the somewhat stunned and flustered eyes of "Anne Alexander" and muttered for a moment.

Then he added, "I'll try to investigate the real identity of the 'fox' for you." But don't expect too much, my priorities for the next few days will be 'Brotherhood of Sweaters' and 'Bone Carving'. ”

“…… Huh? Thank you, Mr. Sherlock......"

Although Lulu doesn't know when she was exposed, it's not surprising that she was found out by the famous Mr. Sherlock Hermes. So she wasn't too shocked.

But when Sherlock said that she was going to help her investigate the "fox", she was still a little embarrassed. But she didn't refuse.

Seeing this, Sherlock sighed again. Didn't say anything more.

And at this moment, a light suddenly lit up in front of everyone's eyes—it was the pure white light that burst out when the world collapsed and disintegrated.

Both dead and alive ritual participants saw a series of ever-changing images emerge before their eyes.

The black-haired and blue-eyed young pastor put his hand on the back of the child's neck and the palm of his hand shined;

The mortally wounded, disemboweled young overseer with his back to the fleeing civilians behind him, the dagger in his hand, symbolizing the authority of the law, glowing with pure white light, remained in place;

The dark green water demon's claws gripped the iron hook demon tightly, and white smoke sneered. And the Iron Hook Demon had a hideous face, as if he was shouting something at the top of his voice;

A bone staff was tossed into the air and glowed with a dim yellow glow, and the pure white smoke emanated from it, enveloping the bone staff to form a translucent girl ghost with a blurred face;

The young pastor took a paper cutter and slitted his own throat with it firmly and fearlessly;

A dark-skinned fat man with a pale, withered right hand holding his entire head, the fat on his face leaking out of his fingers along with his frightened and trembling eyes;

Anne Alexander hugged the sleeping little Ivas in the sunset, with a sad and strong look on her face.

- The next moment, the image in front of me, along with the whole world around me, began to melt.

Everything in front of me dissipated like flying sand.

The sand flies in the air and then rises against the current. and is sucked back into the body by a huge glowing hourglass.

Ivas came to his senses and collected his mixed emotions. It was decided to at least ask questions on the sideways and not draw conclusions first.

After all, the information given in the ceremony may not be completely correct...... Right?

…… But having said that, he actually had a similar conjecture in his heart for a long time.

This is to be expected.

Ivus sighed and looked up. He found himself back in his original form of "Faceless Priest", still sitting in his big, scary chair.

But it was no longer pitch black before him, and there were no other eight chairs and eight other ritual participants.

It's a piece of light.

Just like when he first advanced, there was no light world where the shadow was.

The light curtains in front of him fell quickly, and they were the settlement points of Aihuas:

[Required Quest Completed (Points: 600)]

【Preserve Yourself: Guarantee Your Own Survival (Unfinished)】

[The Heart is the Sanctuary: Don't choose to hide in the Cathedral of the Candles, take the initiative to go to the Legal Square (points: 100)]

[The Nature I Don't Forget: Healing the Dying (Points: 100)]

【Once and for all: Find and kill the murderer (Points: 500)】

[My Favorite Jasmine: Guarantee the Survival of Your Wife Anne Alexander (Points: 500)]

[Live longer: Survive to the end of the nine ritualists, or die as late as possible (Points: 100)]

[The beginning of everything: Find the person behind the scenes(Points: 1000)]

[Total points 2900, ranked first]

The familiar figure of the stag, as transparent and pure as a ruby, reappeared in the distance.

His blood dripped to the ground, burning red footprints of flame.

He walked in to Ivus again and licked Ivus's cheek gently.

And the black thorns in his neck pierced Ivus's cheek, leaving a faint wound from which black blood oozed —

Three words appeared in front of Aihuas's eyes again.

[Light Affinity LV1 (Blue): You have been cut by the sin thorns of the candle, and you have realized a little bit of the essence of light. 】

Before he could see if there were any expanded entries on the remaining two lines, the two blue-and-white lines of text were completely burned by the black flames.

Two purple rays of light shone and overflowed, emitting a heavy hum.

This incomparably familiar voice made Ivus's eyes widen and refreshed instantly.

- Shipped!

Shipped on the first advanced level!

Or both!

…… Could it be that the point ranking really determines the quality of the shipment?

This is something that is not found in the game...... But this makes more sense.

However, this looks more like the premise that should have been cut out for fairness......

Ivus's eyes widened and he saw two lines of rare purple entries:

[Vessel of Burning and Radiance (Purple): Light is born of fire, and fire floats in light. Your soul is nourished by both. 】

[Corrupt Light LV1 (Purple): No light is absolutely pure, just like the human heart. You try to quench yourself with poison in your light. 】