"Ince Zangwill."
Upon hearing this name, all the Red Gloves present fell silent. For a moment, no one said a word.
Ever since the former archbishop defected, the Church of Evernight had never relaxed its pursuit of him. The archbishops and high-ranking deacons at the top took turns to be in charge of him, helping each other. They would often run around with the corresponding Sealed Artifacts in search of clues, but they were ultimately unable to lock onto Ince Zangwill. Due to all sorts of coincidences, not only were they unable to catch a glimpse of him, but he had also caused a few major incidents, killing many Nighthawks.
To the entire Church of Evernight, especially the Nighthawks, this was both hatred and humiliation!
Leonard Mitchell's drooping hands unconsciously clenched as his breathing turned heavier.
He quickly forced himself to extricate himself from the sudden surge of emotions and focused his attention elsewhere.
It was no wonder Dawn Dantès had met Ince Zangwill on Midway Island in the Berserk Sea. It was because the latter's destination was also the Southern Continent, East Balam!
Amidst everyone's silence, Daly Simone directly used her Spirit Body to produce an ethereal voice. There weren't any obvious changes, but there was a hint of coldness in her voice.
She spoke at a faster speed, "Where did they meet?"
The Charismatic Order member shook his head blankly.
"I don't know."
Daly raised a few more questions, but she didn't receive an ideal answer.
Finally, she took a step back and cast her gaze at the Red Gloves' captain, Sostel.
Sostel sighed and deliberated before saying, "First, inform Her Excellency Goddess's Eye of this information.
"First, inform Her Excellency Goddess's Eye of this information and let her contact the Holy Cathedral. Ince Zangwill, who has 0-08, isn't someone a Red Gloves like us can deal with.
"Secondly, follow the trail of Palenque Tacibor and hope to figure out Ince Zangwill's goal. In a situation where we can't track him or lock onto him, knowing his goal is more important than knowing his whereabouts. This might help us set up a trap that he has no choice but to enter.
"Finally, from now on, pay attention to every coincidence that happens to you. Regardless of the reason, report it to me!"
"Yes, Captain!" As the Red Gloves responded in unison, Leonard maintained his silence. He turned his head to glance at Daly Simone and realized that the Gatekeeper, who claimed to be a spirit medium, was similarly silent. Her gaze was deep.
At the same time, Pallez Zoroast's slightly-aged voice echoed in his mind.
"Hehe, looks like I'm about to witness a drama of a chase and escape."
What did the old man mean? What is he hinting at? We just decided to investigate Ince Zangwill's goal, and 0-08 found out about it? Leonard withdrew his gaze and suddenly had an idea.
If a person who was already dead were to secretly carry out a relevant investigation, would they be able to avoid 0-08's perception?
…
After sleeping for two hours, Klein rubbed his obviously swollen head and slowly got up from the bed.
Then he rang the bell by the door and waited for the waiter.
Before long, a native wearing a white shirt and red vest, who had deliberately dressed up as Rouen, came outside and knocked on the door.
Klein twisted the doorknob and opened a gap in the outer door. He instructed in a deep and hoarse voice.
He instructed with a deep and hoarse voice, "Send another set of lunch to the room. We had our meal too early."
At that moment, his appearance had turned into that of a tanned marionette, Enzo. As a gentleman who had two servants and lived in a luxurious room, it was impossible for him to personally go to the door to instruct the waiter.
"One set of lunch. Any special requests?" The native waiter took out a pen and paper and asked in Rouen with a strange pronunciation as he took notes.
Klein replied in the same awkward Rouen, "One set of lunch.
"Mainly red meat, paired with a glass of sparkling liqueur with ice and lemon."
"Does it include two servings of servant meals?" the native waiter asked according to protocol.
Klein fell silent for a second.
"Yes."
After ending the conversation, he closed the door and quickly set up a ritual. He brought Winner Enzo and Admiral Hell Ludwell from above the gray fog back to the real World. As for Creeping Hunger and Word of the Sea, they were temporarily left in the junk pile. One of them was because he was hungry, and the other was because he couldn't resist the urge to sing.
After Klein controlled his marionette to tidy up the room, a few attendants came one after another and delivered the lunch. Hence, the entire room was only left with the sound of the cutlery and the faint sounds of chewing.
After an unknown period of time, Klein put down his cutlery and picked up a napkin to wipe his mouth. He leaned back in his chair in satisfaction and shook his head helplessly.
"If this continues, I'll really get fat …"
The two marionettes had already lost the ability to eat, but in order to conceal it, Klein had no choice but to add a servant meal. This made him, who couldn't bear to see food go to waste, choose to eat as much as possible.
… Thankfully, I'm a Faceless. Klein covered his mouth as he burped. Following that, he drank the last mouthful of the bubbling sweet wine.
Only at this moment did he feel himself recover. He had the energy to consider the various details of his trip to Calderón City.
The Marauder pathway is truly terrifying. Just a charm made from a Worm of Time can achieve such an inconceivable effect. As a King of Angels, it's obvious how terrifying Blasphemer Amon is. Even if it's just an avatar, it's not that easy to deal with … Thankfully, I didn't try to be brave. I knew how to mimic the actions of experienced people and directly escaped to the Southern Continent …
The True Creator really thinks highly of me. "He" directly sent Tail Devourer Ouroboros over …
This does feel like I've transmigrated through time. The angel from the ancient mural walked out just like that and walked in front of me. Thankfully, I was able to directly end the summoning.
Just as Klein thought of this, his expression suddenly froze as he discovered a serious problem.
Ouroboros is a King of Angels of the Monster pathway!
This also meant that the other party could directly see the uniqueness of his body. He could see the grayish-white fog, the illusory door formed by the balls of light, and the transparent and translucent maggots that formed the balls of light!
What does this represent? The Angel of Fate that survived from the Second Epoch might know a little, and the True Creator might know more … Will "They" realize that I'm the owner of the mysterious space above the gray fog? Regardless, the importance they place on me will definitely increase! Klein clenched his right fist and held it to his mouth as he considered the possible actions the Aurora Order or Rose Redemption might take.
What made him feel lucky was that neither Rose Redemption nor the Aurora Order had locked onto any of The Fool's believers.
However, in the chaotic battle outside Bayam, he had thrown out Tinder, which had been corrupted by the True Creator, in an attempt to attract the saints of the Aurora Order when he was active as German Sparrow. This could very well lead to the crazy adventurer being added to the list of suspects.
From the point of view of German Sparrow, Admiral of Stars, Vice Admiral Iceberg, Dhaniz, and Anderson might be "investigated" by the Aurora Order. I have to warn them. Klein slowly exhaled, stood up, and prepared to head above the gray fog.
From his point of view, unlike the pursuit of German Sparrow by the military, the Church of the Storm, Rose School, and Charismatic Order, the believers of the True Creator were rather crazy. Furthermore, as a King of Angels, their leader, who was good at prying into fate, was active in the real World. This way, regardless of whether Cattleya and the others were floating at sea or how difficult it was to lock onto them, there was always the risk of them being found.
Among them, Vice Admiral Iceberg Edwina and the Fog Sea's Strongest Hunter, Anderson, didn't need Klein to worry too much. They didn't know much, and it didn't involve any core issues, so they wouldn't do anything. The only thing he needed to worry about was that the lunatics from the Aurora Order might use extreme means during the normal questioning process.
…
West Balam, Northern State's Cookwa City, which was ruled by Maysanchez.
Dhaniz, who was chewing on the roasted meat, suddenly paused. He heard Mr. Fool relay a warning from German Sparrow.
"Be careful of the people from the Charismatic Order. Be careful of the Aurora Order, especially the latter. You need to pay special attention to them. Also, remind Anderson Hood and Edwina Edwards beside you."
Be careful of the Charismatic Order … Be careful of the Aurora Order … How many … The military, the Church of the Storm, the Church of Evernight, the Rose School … What did German Sparrow do? Why did he offend so many forces? Bullshit! Dhaniz's expression froze for a moment before it twisted.
He still did not know that the head of the Seven Pirate Admirals had been replaced.
"What did you think of?" Anderson put down the knife he was using to cut the meat, raised his eyebrows, and asked curiously.
Danitz quietly took a deep breath and asked in deliberation, "What's the matter?
"Have you heard of the Aurora Order?"
He wasn't certain that Anderson knew of it. After all, the Aurora Order was originally rather secretive. Later on, its reputation was mainly concentrated in the Kingdom of Rouen.
Anderson chuckled and said, "You actually know of it.
"You actually know? I'm rather surprised. Did your captain tell you?"
Without waiting for Dhaniz's answer, he combed his short hair with his fingers and continued, "They believe that the Creator is omnipresent and that everything has godhood.
"They believe that the Creator is everywhere and that everything has divinity. They believe that life is nothing more than a spiritual journey. As long as one is willing to listen, one can understand divinity, discover divinity, gather divinity, and finally become an angel.
"Such a philosophy sounds pretty good, but that's not the main point. The main point is that they believe in the True Creator …"
Upon hearing this, Dhaniz couldn't help but mock, "You know quite a bit, but that's not the main point.
You know a lot, just a little less than me. "
The corners of Anderson's mouth curled up as he smiled radiantly.
"Of course.
"I once joined an organization in Intis. They wish to change society, to change the World. They wish for Transcendents to no longer remain hidden, to appear in the eyes of everyone and become true rulers.
"They're called the Iron and Blood Cross Order. They also believe in the True Creator."
Dhaniz's expression froze as cold sweat seeped out of his forehead.
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