It's like soaking in the bathtub and falling asleep, and it's like returning to the arms of your mother when she was a child.

With a faint sense of reassurance, Isabel felt her consciousness sink into the sea of nothingness.

She could still vaguely feel the smell of the tincture in her mouth, slowly soaking from the depths of her throat into her nose.

The mellow aroma of the wine is mixed with the fragrance of sesame seeds and basil leaves, and you can vaguely taste the extremely clear earthy smell.

- It's like chewing on the dirt after a spring rain. Or boil the baby asparagus and eat it with wine.

The thought popped into Isabelle's mind, and she instinctively rejoiced that she had found the metaphor.

When she woke up again, she found herself in the third seat.

Isabel turned her head to look, and saw the familiar figure in the first position—

He wore the pale white clergyman's robes, leaning back casually against the back of his chair. The left arm resting on the armrest supports the chin, while the right hand rests casually in front of the body.

The butterfly was hidden in the cuff of his right hand—the sparkling light of the fire made his cuff seem to be sprayed with a spark bonfire.

Even though his face was blurred, Isabel easily recognized Eivas's identity.

When it was confirmed that Ivas was also here, Isabel breathed a sigh of relief.

She was not as timid and frightened as she had been at the beginning...... At that time, if she didn't see Ivas when she entered the arena this time, she would probably feel panicked.

But even so, it is certainly a good thing to be able to match with acquaintances.

It's better than working with strangers – those who don't know the details, let alone see through their nature, will basically never see each other again in this life after the ritual is over.

In this case, if you believe them, you may usher in betrayal at a critical moment.

…… Isn't Sherlock here this time, though?

Isabel thought so and glanced around. As a result, I found that my worries actually came true.

- Little Sherlock really didn't come in.

Although Isabel is still quite confident in herself, she still thinks that Sherlock is definitely stronger than her.

If Sherlock had been able to make it to this promotion ceremony, she would have been further down the line than Sherlock.

Even if the order of the promotion ceremony is not necessarily a strict representation of strength, it is still an important reference.

Sandwiched between Isabel and Ivas is a middle-aged man who sits upright and looks like a rock-like calm and reliable temperament.

He had a strong physique, and his arms were even thicker than Isabel's thighs.

The man was very polite. After Isabel appeared, he did not immediately look at her and gather information with a rude inquiring gaze, but closed his eyes and rested.

- Of course, you don't need to close your eyes in a dream. This is just to say that he "has no idea of snooping on other people's secrets".

Shortly after Isabel appeared, a new person suddenly appeared to her right.

It was an old man—dressed in a resting garment, with a white robe that covered his hands and feet, and a white turban and scarf on his head.

Even in the obscured promotion ceremony, there is no specific feature of him at all - the only features he exposes are above his nose and below his eyebrows.

Isabel looked at him fixedly, but frowned slightly.

…… Rest man?

Not quite right.

Now the promotion ceremony with Ivus as the core has not yet been launched, which means that most of the people who participated in the ceremony are in Avalon, or even on Glass Island. There are not many people who rest on the island of glass.

- Is it old Mr. Iben?

The thought crossed Isabel's mind.

The Sabbath Master who had been in the Temple of Silver and Tin since the time of Queen Sophia now happened to be at the third level.

Anyway, you'll find out when the time comes. Even if the promotion ceremony obscured the voices of the participants, some of the speaking habits still didn't change much—Isabel was confident that she could hear who the other person was.

But if it was old Ibn, why did he put on the clothes of the Sabbath?

And Ibn still appeared so late...... In Isabel's mind, his strength should be stronger than herself.

"Hello, my name is Lulu. A promoter of the path of beauty, he is good at assisting his teammates and can provide benefits to his partners. ”

Thinking so, Isabel opened her mouth and took the initiative to ask the old man beside her, "Old gentleman...... What should we call it? ”

Hearing her question, the man sitting on Isabel's left suddenly opened his eyes and looked over with some confusion.

And the old man with his back just laughed and didn't look directly at Isabel.

He lowered his eyebrows and replied, "My name is Olive, Miss Lulu." A promoter who transcends the path. ”

"—Beyond the path?"

This was not asked by Isabel.

Instead, the man sitting between Ivas and Isabel suddenly asked.

His gaze was as sharp as an eagle, and he asked unkemptly, "There aren't many legitimate transcendents in Avalon, where are you?" Or are you one of the illegitimate?

"Look at your dress, are you a stowaway?"

As soon as the man said this, the other three raised their heads and looked at him with silent and somewhat strange eyes.

And in the face of these gazes, the man did not waver in the slightest.

He ignored the gazes of the other two, but first nodded slightly to Ivus, who was wearing a priest's robe, and then said calmly, "You can call me 'Pirate' - I am a third-level Overseer, I am good at scimitars, long swords, crossbows, and unarmed attacks, and I am proficient in the fighting styles of 'Guard' and 'Challenge'. In the event of a battle, I will be your shield. ”

Except for the first sentence, his subsequent words were all addressed to Ivus.

The "pirates" were clear about their purpose.

Whether it is the path of beauty or the path of transcendence, the details of their identities are still unclear.

They don't seem to know each other, so they should be two groups of people.

The "pirate" couldn't immediately determine who the good guy was, so he went straight to the highest and best priest "Fox" in the scene, and actively courted Ivus.

In any case, the pastor is certainly his own person. The priest of the third level, that is already the lowest level of bishops.

And such a high ranking of young priests indicates that he has a good chance of being promoted to the fourth rank and becoming the archbishop of Avalon.

And as a melee class, he's also prone to injury. The full moon ceremony of three into four, as long as it is not a random script to the path of wisdom, there is a high probability that there will be a high-intensity battle......

Then currying favor with pastors with strong healing abilities has become his core strategy.

It just so happens that priests are usually not good at fighting either. There's always someone to protect you – and that's what you need.

And with the two key roles of defender and healer, it is easy to recruit other teammates. In this way, they can be the active party.

…… Pretty smart.

Aihuas, who was sitting firmly in the chief, raised his eyebrows with interest.

He sensed the other party's kindness. Although not very sure, "Pirate" seems to have vaguely guessed the identity of Ivus.

“…… Mr. Pirate, is he from the Inspectorate? ”

Thinking of this, Ivus opened his mouth and asked softly, "Can I know which city you are from?" ”

"I'm from Midsummer."

The "pirate" replied: "I was born by the sea since I was a child. ”

Sounds like the truth, Ivace's instincts told him.

— but there is no doubt that this is a lie.

Evath immediately and logically identified the other party's biggest loophole - because the "pirate" was sandwiched between Aihuath, Isabel, and Iben, he could only be on the Isle of Glass, and should not be far from the Temple of Silver and Tin.

Apparently, the pirates did not know that Isabel and Ibn were on the Isle of Glass.

He thinks they're somewhere else in Avalon, so he's going to subconsciously tell such a lie to hide his true area. This sentence directly exposes his perspective.

This is actually quite normal.

Whether it is the minister Evas, the queen Isabel, or the court ceremonial master Ibn, their specific path level is certainly not known by a small overseer.

He was already very smart when he could vaguely guess that the "fox" might be Ivus from his age and aura. It was impossible for him to directly guess the identity of their young queen from the third-level beauty path promoters - in his opinion, the queen's promotion ceremony must have been guarded by a large group of loyal royal elites.

Moreover, Isabel has not been a Transcendent for a long time, and she has seen the newspaper when she first became a Transcendent. Coming into contact with the fourth energy level in less than half a year is basically impossible in the eyes of outsiders.

From this point of view, it can be judged that "pirates" are not in the inner circle of the glass island.

Isabel was also silently analyzing the identity of the "pirate" on the side-

The third-level supervisor is basically the strongest person in terms of the identity of supervision. Based on his age, it is not surprising that he should be an ombudsman.

He should have a military background in this sitting position. But he was an Overseer and not a light cavalry, indicating that he was from the Army. The Inspector General on Glass Island, a third-level man, male, middle-aged, a former soldier, and a pirate......

…… Is the White Queen Commissioner of Kent?

A name came to Isabel's mind.

When the thought crossed Isabelle's mind, her instincts told her that she had probably guessed correctly.

It's not that she guessed accurately. It's that Isabel has personally seen not many inspectors.

And in the supervision she knew, there happened to be such a person who met all the keywords.

…… Well, Sherlock is no longer there, and there is one less person in their ranks. Do you want to tell Mr. "Pirate" who you are?

Isabel thought to herself and looked at Eivas. Seeing Ivas shaking her head slightly, she suddenly felt in her heart.

Ivus didn't want the "pirates" to know who he was...... He's confident. But Ivas has a stable personality, and he likes to unite the people he needs to unite - when he lacks strength, Ivus is always good at taking strength from others. But now he voluntarily gave up the opportunity to directly tie the "pirate" to his side.

Is it because of the confidence given by Mr. "Olive"?

No, more precisely......

Is it because Ivas thinks that "pirates" may have opposed the path of "beauty" or "transcendence", so for the sake of Mr. Olive's position, he does not want pirates to join his camp, nor does he want to rely on authority to force the other party to give up the promotion directly on the sidelines?

Isabel had a keen grasp of Ivace's thoughts.

- So, Mr. Olive is indeed Mr. Ibn!

With just one sentence, Isabel instantly analyzed the true identities of the two teammates.

This made Isabel lick her lips with great satisfaction.

It's a shame that Sherlock isn't there.

Isabel felt a little regretful.

Sherlock says her reasoning lacks logic—but it turns out to be pretty accurate!

When Isabel first came into contact with Sherlock during the promotion ceremony, Sherlock, who didn't know her true identity, sarcastically mocked her several times for being unintelligent and illogical, and even said in front of Ivus that "allies of the beautiful path are not reliable" - she secretly remembered it all in her heart!

Isabel has a grudge!

Since then, she has been quietly waiting for an opportunity to defeat Sherlock from what Sherlock excels at.

Sherlock didn't need to throw in the towel, as long as he was surprised or exclaimed.

I missed this time, and I don't know when the next time will be.

Sherlock was able to accompany Ivas to the Church, while she could only stay in Avalon......

If only I wasn't the queen.

Or, if Avalon is gone......

Such a broken thought suddenly appeared in Isabel's heart.

But she shook her head abruptly, dispelling the terrible thought.

Avalon is gone...... She couldn't imagine what that would be like.

All she knew was that it would leave many people homeless, worse than dead.

…… But why did you suddenly have such thoughts?

Isabel wondered.

(End of chapter)