Mystery: Big Alarm Clock Ghroth Path

Chapter 414 Medici's Help
Roger spent about 10 minutes briefly recounting what he knew about the "Ghost Empire," leaving the members of the "Tarot Club" deeply moved.

Compared to the possibility that the "Ghost Empire" might contain high-sequence extraordinary characteristics, they were more moved by the "Night Emperor" Ternsost's thousand-year-long remembrance of the "Blood Moon Queen" Ornia.

Ordinary people believe that there is no true love in the court, and some people who are familiar with the history of the Quaternary period believe that the marriage between Trensust and Olnia was just a simple power transaction and a political marriage. However, it seems that there was indeed a sincere affection between the two that spanned thousands of years, so much so that even today, Trensust still remembers his "goddess" queen when the full moon arrives.

"How romantic!"

"The Magician" Fors couldn't help but sigh, as a novelist, she suddenly had the idea of ​​writing a love story, and the characters could be directly based on "Night Emperor" Ternsost and "Blood Moon Queen" Olnia.

"It's really romantic."

Another member of the "Tarot Club," "Justice" Audrey, also sighed:
Even in today's peaceful times, it is rare for the kingdom's upper nobility and royal family to have such genuine marital affection.

“My father once said that the more power a person has, the more ruthless they tend to be, but now it seems that this is not always the case.”

Roger, the "Wheel of Fortune," nodded slightly upon hearing this.

"Indeed."

In fact, Audrey's statement had a similar consensus in ancient China, namely the so-called "the most ruthless are those in the imperial family".

Therefore, by comparison, Trensust and Olnia were truly an anomaly, from the perspective of any era.

"So, Mr. 'Wheel of Fortune'."

"The Moon," Emlyn asked.
"What do you ultimately intend to do with the ghost of Trenshorst?"

"decide as things go."

Roger sighed softly:

"From my personal emotional point of view, I hope that the ghost of Trenshorst can remain."

"But the prerequisite is that the 'Night Emperor' will not threaten my life or the lives of my subordinates, nor will he threaten the alliance terms between me and the 'King of the Five Seas'."

"However, it seems that achieving this is not easy at present, because I judge that there is likely an extraordinary characteristic of 'Hand of Order' or 'Balancer' in the 'Ghost Empire'. The fact that Trensost has been able to maintain its existence for thousands of years should also be due to the status of this extraordinary characteristic."

"Do you think Nast Solomon, the 'King of the Five Seas,' wants to acquire that extraordinary property?"

Alger, the "Hanged Man," keenly grasped the hidden meaning in Roger's words and asked a question.

"That should be correct."

Roger thought for a moment and nodded.

In this matter, he was willing to trust the judgment of Amon, the knowledgeable angel king. In fact, His words were very much in line with Roger's basic understanding of the mystical world and high-sequence extraordinary beings.

This statement also caught the attention of the "Hermit" Cattleya.

Both she and the "mysterious queen" Bernadette believed that the "King of the Five Seas" had long plotted to become an angel, and that the so-called rules of the sea were merely preparations for his ascension ceremony.

Now it seems that the likelihood of this happening is higher than ever before.

What is your opinion on this matter?

"The Hermit" Cattleya pressed on, glancing at "The Fool's" fingers on the table as she spoke.

The birth of a new angel at sea is no small matter. On the surface, she was asking Roger, the "Wheel of Fortune," about his attitude toward the matter, but in reality, she wanted to see how Mr. Fool viewed it.

"I do not mind."

Roger, the "Wheel of Fortune," shrugged.

"However, I am quite pessimistic about his future."

"Even if he can become a Sequence 2 angel, it will inevitably come at a great cost, and he probably has no hope of ever advancing to Sequence 1 and becoming an archangel."

"Why do you say that?"

The "Hermit" lady asked again.

"There are many reasons, too many to explain in a few words."

Roger, the "Wheel of Fortune," shook his head, showing no inclination to explain the matter further.

In fact, this matter is indeed complicated. Putting aside whether Nast Solomon, the "King of the Five Seas," can become an angel, there are only a dozen years left until the end of the world. From any perspective, he cannot digest the Sequence 2 potion before the end of the world arrives.

Of course, if he becomes a Sequence 2 angel, he will be able to survive in outer space, which will give him a slight chance of escaping, but this possibility is basically negligible.

Because if nothing unexpected happens, after the war between the Earth and the Outer Gods, any angel who tries to escape to the stars will be considered an unstable factor and eliminated by those Sequence 0 or even higher-ranking gods. Therefore, it would be wiser for Nast to stay in the Spirit Realm rather than go into the stars.

At sea, Nast is a truly important figure, but from the perspective of the entire planet, he is nothing more than a minor figure.

After the discussion ended, "The Magician" Fors then said to Roger:

“Mr. ‘Wheel of Fortune,’ there is one more thing.”

"Yale Nicholson was promoted to Sequence 6 'Scroll Professor' just yesterday."

"The other Level 5 members of the 'Hexing School' council have also been promoted, and their current strength is at least at the Sequence 7 level."

Roger, the "Wheel of Fortune," showed a relieved expression upon hearing this.

The overall influence of the "Hellstar School" largely depends on the sequence level of the organization's highest level, and currently, including "Mercury" Fors himself, the strength of the "Hellstar School's" upper echelons is nearing the limit of the middle sequence.

"You did very well."

Roger praised it as "the Wheel of Fortune."

"Thank you for your recognition, Mr. 'Wheel of Fortune'."

"Magician" Fors nodded slightly to Roger. To be honest, although they were both working for Mr. Fool's followers, she always felt that facing Mr. Wheel of Fortune was much less stressful than facing "The World" Gehrman Sparrow.

"Mr. 'Wheel of Fortune,' does Amon still have an avatar in Backlund?"

At this moment, Mr. "World" asked in a hoarse voice.

"I do not know."

Roger, the "Wheel of Fortune," shook his head:
“My recent contact with Him has been elsewhere, and I really don’t know anything about the situation in Backlund.”

On the other hand, he also made a further judgment on Klein's current situation. There was a high probability that this guy had done something in accordance with the rules of playing a "trickster" to "Red Angel" Medici, and had digested the potion in this way. He was currently plotting to advance to become an "Ancient Scholar".

If he's going to do that, it's only a matter of time before he returns to Backlund, because he has most of his resources in Backlund compared to Trier.

Now that Klein and Roger have confirmed Amon's situation, they may be considering whether to use the power of the "Goddess of Night" to eliminate His clone in advance, so that Klein can proceed with his next plan without any obstacles.

"Ok."

“The World” Gehrman Sparrow nodded, and then he heard Mr. “Wheel of Fortune” ask:
"Is Zarathustra still monitoring you?"

“The surveillance is still in place, but Zarathustra has not appeared in person.”

Mr. World shook his head:
“I fought against two demigods from the ‘Secret Order,’ and neither of us could gain the upper hand.”

"I see."

Roger, the "Wheel of Fortune," nodded. It seemed that Klein had encountered quite a bit of trouble in Trier, the headquarters of the "Sect," which was probably one of the reasons why he planned to return to Backlund.

He didn't comment much on this, only telling Mr. "World" that he could seek his help if he encountered any trouble.

Mr. World expressed his gratitude, and after the Tarot Club made some other deals, Mr. Fool announced that the meeting was over.

Shortly after returning to reality, Roger received another notification from Mr. Fool, who was contacting Audrey "Justice," saying that she would be waiting for Roger at 24 White Rose Street in Queensback Hill that evening.

Roger replied immediately, indicating that he would fulfill the contract on time. He then communicated with Luna about placing the order with the shipyard. When it was almost 7:30, he used the "Traveler's" ability to arrive at White Rose Street in Queen Backlund.

"It seems Audrey hasn't arrived yet."

It was drizzling in Backlund at that moment. Roger looked around at the carriages and pedestrians passing by on the street and quickly used "Secret Insight" to determine that Audrey, who was disguised, was not among them.

Roger himself did not change his appearance. He simply sat down under the awning of a cafe on the street, ordered a Dipsy coffee, and waited for Audrey while reading the Backlund Daily News.

Finally, at 7:44, Audrey appeared on the other side of the street.

She wore a dark blue long dress that was clearly suitable for going out and not too flashy, with her hair in a simple ponytail and a wide-brimmed hat in the same dark blue.

In addition, she was carrying a black straight-handled umbrella, which covered her face while shielding her from the rain.

It seems that Audrey has tried her best to keep a low profile, but even so, her stunning face still occasionally attracts the attention of passersby.

"She didn't use 'psychological invisibility,' is she afraid I won't see her?"

Roger chuckled, put down the newspaper, and then waved gently to Audrey across the street.

Audrey immediately noticed Roger over there. She smiled slightly, and with one hand holding an umbrella and the other lifting her skirt, she walked over along the sidewalk.

Good evening, Mr. Wheel of Fortune.

After Audrey folded her umbrella and sat down, she immediately greeted Roger in a cheerful tone.

Good evening, Miss Justice.

Roger responded with a smile.

Then he heard Audrey sigh:
"You really are Mr. Baleno Jones himself."

"Judging from your words, it seems you already thought of this?"

Roger smiled. In fact, he had deliberately met Audrey under the guise of Baleno Jones.

On the one hand, this would make the dialogue between the two parties smoother; on the other hand, Roger also hoped that the extraordinary person, who was the only "audience" besides himself in the "Tarot Meeting," could gain a deeper understanding of him.

Although Roger doesn't have any psychological problems now, it's possible that he might need Audrey's support in the future, so it's necessary to talk to Audrey about things beforehand.

"Well, it's just a guess."

Audrey seemed a little smug upon hearing Roger's words, and she replied.

"I wonder what the 'Hermit' lady will think when she finds out about this?"

Roger burst into laughter at Audrey's words.

Within the "Tarot Club," Cattleya is arguably her number one fan. She even managed to get Baleno Jones' autograph through her. If she knew that Baleno Jones was the "Wheel of Fortune" and had even explored the "Forsaken Land" with her for a long time, one wonders what she would think.

"But don't worry, I will keep it a secret for you."

Audrey smiled at first, then seemed to realize something, immediately stretched out her hand and solemnly swore.

"That's good."

Roger nodded:

"any drinks?"

"Marquis black tea will do, thank you."

Roger nodded and called a waiter to bring up a cup of Marquis tea, which he placed in front of Audrey.

"Speaking of which, won't your family worry about you sneaking out all by yourself like this?"

Roger took a sip of his coffee and asked.

"It's okay, I've already made arrangements in advance."

Audrey shook her head:
"Or rather, I found some things for them to do in advance, and I also had a trip planned today, so it's fine."

"That's good."

Roger nodded slightly:

"Is the potion ready?"

"Ready."

Audrey nodded and answered cheerfully, then glanced around:
"Are we promoted here, or somewhere else?"

"I'll take you somewhere."

Roger shook his head:

"We can set off anytime you're ready."

"Now you can."

Audrey put down her teacup, her green eyes shining with anticipation.

"Let's go then."

Roger nodded, placed the tea fee and tip in the leather jacket the waiter had placed on the table beforehand, and then stood up.

"Entering 'psychological stealth'."

"it is good."

Although Audrey didn't know what Roger was going to do, she simply nodded and did as he said.

However, just after Audrey entered "psychological invisibility" mode, she discovered that Roger had vanished right in front of her.

This surprised her greatly. Audrey looked around for a while before she heard Roger's voice beside her:
"I'm here."

"You... can also use 'psychological invisibility'?"

Audrey's beautiful eyes widened, but she quickly realized that Roger had previously mentioned that he possessed a high-sequence "Audience" pathway seal. If that was the case, it was understandable that Roger's "Psychological Invisibility" could not be detected by her.

"Correct."

Roger answered:
"Go west, then turn right at the first alley."

"it is good."

Audrey nodded immediately, opened her umbrella, and began walking in the direction Roger had indicated.

Roger followed Audrey at a distance that was neither too close nor too far. He did not use an umbrella, and all the rain was parted to the sides by an invisible gravitational field when it fell about 2 meters above his head.

Using this as a means to avoid drinking, he followed Audrey into a dark alley, and then he told Audrey to stop.

The figure of "Fallen Earl" Chunus Colger appeared silently, and the "amplified" power enveloped Roger and Audrey. Then, a flash of blue light appeared, and Roger and Audrey arrived at a turbulent harbor at the same time.

"here it is……?"

Audrey looked at Roger's figure reappearing and the sea in front of her, and said in disbelief.

"Olavy Island".

Roger chuckled:
“I used my ‘traveler’ abilities to bring you here.”

"Traveler...is that the kind of ability Miss 'Magician' has?"

Audrey immediately thought of her "offline" friend.

"Yes."

Roger smiled and nodded.

"This is really interesting; it's my first time experiencing this."

Audrey's tone was somewhat excited; to be honest, she suddenly began to envy "The Magician" Fors Wall once again.

Roger smiled:
Do you know why I brought you here?

"let me see."

Audrey paused for a moment, then spoke:

"jet lag?"

"clever."

Roger snapped his fingers and praised:

"There is a four-hour time difference between here and Backlund. It's already past 11 p.m. here, and most residents are already asleep."

"When the surface consciousness of a human group weakens and enters a dream state, the ocean of the collective unconscious begins to become noisy."

"This is crucial because the essence of the 'Dreamwalker' ascension ritual is to prevent you from getting lost in the dream, so a noisy collective unconscious space is far more effective than a calm one."

Thank you for your guidance.

Audrey then realized that Roger was intentionally giving her pointers on dreams. With someone knowledgeable in this area, her mastery of the "Dream Walker" potion's power would become much smoother.

Roger pointed to a stone bench next to him:
"You sit there, take the potion, and then close your eyes to control its power."

"Leave the rest to me; just follow me in your dreams."

"it is good."

Upon hearing this, Audrey did as Roger instructed, sitting down on the bench and placing her umbrella beside her.

"Don't panic if your emotions change any way afterward. Just take the potion as usual."

As he spoke, Roger used the power of the "troublemaker" in conjunction with the power of the "dream weaver" to instantly ignite a strong, inexplicable joy within Audrey!
Audrey's heart was immediately filled with joy, but she did not express it much. Instead, she drank the liquid in the bottle in her hand, which was dotted with dark gray-white light, in one gulp.

The next second, Audrey felt dizzy and the world around her and the lights of Olavi Island began to turn upside down and distort. Soon the world became an inverted space, as if it were a mirror image of the real world.

Audrey could clearly sense this happening, but she felt no abnormality in gravity and felt as if she were still standing on solid ground.

"This place seems no different from reality."

Audrey frowned slightly, trying her best to keep her composure from being affected by the inexplicable joy, and asked a question.

Why don't you take another closer look?

Roger's figure quickly appeared beside Audrey and reminded her: "Pay attention to the anchor of your emotions; it will help you see many things more clearly."

"..."

Audrey was slightly taken aback when she heard this, and then, using her strong emotions as a starting point, she began to change her view of the world.

Soon, she began to notice the first anomaly.

That is, the time in Port Olavi is not evening as it is in reality, but rather in the afternoon.

The sky was somewhat overcast, with a light drizzle falling from the sky, and wisps of mist, carrying unknown substances, occasionally drifted by.

"This……"

Audrey immediately showed a surprised expression.

In fact, this was the environment she was in after entering the dream. It's just that she had unconsciously assumed that this place was exactly the same as the outside world. Only now, after hearing Roger's reminder, did she realize it belatedly.

“Note that as a ‘dream walker,’ one of the biggest differences between you and an ordinary person is that you can clearly know that a dream is a dream. This will form a foothold for your cognition and help you move freely in the dream.”

Roger spoke again:
"Get up and walk around."

"it is good."

Audrey composed herself, stood up, and began to try to walk.

At first, she felt very unsteady on her feet, as if she were walking on butter, but after about two minutes, she gradually got used to the feeling.

"Mr. 'Wheel of Fortune,' do you know why the sky here looks like it's afternoon? And what's with this rain?"

Audrey then asked another question.

"you guess?"

Roger smiled and said:
"As a seasoned 'hypnotist,' you should be able to figure this out."

Upon hearing this, Audrey thought for a moment and then spoke:

“In dreams, if the sky is dark, it often represents the deepest part of the dreamer’s subconscious, while if it is sunny, it represents the surface of consciousness.”

"So, the afternoon represents the average 'descent' depth of all residents in the Port Olavi area within their dreams, which manifests as afternoon at the level of the collective unconscious?"

"correct."

Roger nodded, and Audrey was overjoyed again, feeling very happy about her own intelligence.

In fact, Audrey had noticed something when she was studying at the "Psychological Alchemy Society"—that dream activities are not all reflections of human thought processes when we are awake, but should be viewed in two different ways.

One type of dream involves elements that are highly relevant to reality, and the dreamer's expectations are largely the same as those in reality. These dreams are mostly shallow and do not involve deep interaction with the subconscious.

Another type of dream has almost nothing to do with reality. It may occasionally feature real people or events, but these are just unconscious elements or archetypes expressing themselves through external images that the dreamer can understand and recognize.

In this dream, everything cannot be interpreted using its surface meaning, but must be understood using symbolic thinking.

To give a simple example, if a man sees his wife in a dream, she may not represent the concept of wife itself, but rather symbolize the personification of the man's repressed subconscious, that is, the projection of the "anima" archetype in psychology.

This archetype projection corresponds to the opposite of his surface personality, manifested as the image of a woman, which is a part of himself, rather than an objective entity outside of him.

However, in most cases, these two situations are difficult to distinguish, so there is a relatively simple way for "hypnotists" and "psychologists" to differentiate between them.

That is, to determine whether the dream occurred on a sunny day, a cloudy day, or at night, so as to help them understand at what level the dreamer had the dream.

If we assume that one-third of the people in Port Olavi are dreaming at night, another third are dreaming during the day, and the remaining third are dreaming in the afternoon or at dusk, then the average would be afternoon.

"As for the rain... does it mean that the human population in this area is slipping into a deep sleep?"

Audrey reached out and caught some raindrops, then spoke.

"Yes."

Roger nodded:

"It seems you've grasped the key to this way of thinking."

Having said that, he walked straight toward the bay in front of him:
"Follow."

"it is good."

Audrey immediately stood up and followed Roger toward the bay.

Roger didn't take a detour; instead, he jumped directly onto the sea and began walking on the water, heading towards the other side of the bay.

"Remember what I just told you, you can do it too."

Upon hearing Roger's voice, Audrey hesitated for a moment, then followed Roger's example and jumped down.

"Emotions, emotions..."

Audrey firmly grasped her unusual emotions, and when she came to her senses again, she was already on the water's surface. Although she caused a few ripples, her shoes and skirt remained dry.

This relieved her, and she jogged to catch up with Roger, who was strolling leisurely with his hands in his pockets. Before long, the two arrived at the core area of ​​Port Olavi.

This area is purely bizarre and fantastical.

A middle-aged obese man, about 25 meters tall and dressed in women's clothing, was sitting on the top of the city hall, counting banknotes of enormous size with a fanatical expression, while the street below him was filled with all sorts of strange people behaving.

Some people are talking to another version of themselves, some are grinning wildly and chasing a female cat with a human face and cat ears by the roadside, some are urinating on the "Storm Emblem" with one foot on the altar, and many more are dancing wildly around some blurry shadows on the ground, as if they are performing some kind of cult ritual.

These scenes sent chills down Audrey's spine, and then she heard Roger explain:
"This is the municipal square, and also the core area of ​​the collective unconscious elements of the people of Port Olavi, reflecting their own cognition."

"Do you see that man counting money?"

Roger looked up at the city hall:
"That's Robert Griezmann, the mayor of Port Olavi. Although he has always presented a friendly and honest image to the public, almost everyone in Port Olavi believes that he has perverted hobbies and likes to accept bribes behind the scenes."

"With such cognitions combined, Robert Griezmann became a giant in the collective unconscious."

"And the rest of them reveal their repressed true selves in their dreams... Did you see the person urinating on the Storm Emblem?"

Audrey didn't look in that direction, but simply nodded awkwardly.

"In reality, he is the priest of the 'Lord of Storms,' but he has never had the opportunity to be promoted to an extraordinary being."

Roger laughed:

"On the one hand, he revered the power of the extraordinary, but on the other hand, he felt inferior because of it, so he used this method in his dreams to compensate for his feelings of gain and loss."

"Although the sequence level where the 'Lord of Storms' resides is called the 'Tyrant,' every one of those who believe in Him is a potential 'Kingslayer.'"

"This is the difference between reality and dreams. In dreams, reality is further revealed. Some people are able to maintain restraint and repression of these true selves, while others are controlled by them."

"As a 'dream walker,' always remember that you are just an observer, otherwise you can easily be attracted by the resonance of the collective unconscious and thus lose your footing as an 'audience.'"

“I’ve learned a lot, thank you, Mr. ‘Wheel of Fortune’.”

Audrey nodded gratefully, then looked at the large crowd dancing around a shadow:

What is that shadow in the middle?

"Ah, this."

Roger laughed:

That is 'power'.

"strength?"

Audrey didn't quite understand:
"what does that mean?"

"It's the concept of 'power' itself."

Roger explained:
"Anything that can help a person establish themselves in the world can be money, superhuman strength, power, wisdom, or connections."

"Everyone has their own understanding of true power, and there is no unified definition, so it is shrouded in a veil in the collective unconscious."

"I see."

Audrey suddenly realized something. She was very moved. She felt that she had learned more from this trip to Port Olavi with Roger than she had in the "Psychological Alchemy Society" for several months.

These ideas, mentioned by Roger, are all involved in the knowledge system of the "Psychological Alchemy Society," but none are as vivid and real as seeing them with one's own eyes.

Audrey was immersed in this experience, carefully considering the relationship between people, others, and the collective unconscious. After a long time, she suddenly came back to her senses.

At this moment, she appeared once again in that dark alley in Backlund.

She didn't know when she returned to Backlund, but she was perfectly clear that she had completed the "Dreamwalker" advancement ceremony.

"Thank you, Mr. 'Wheel of Fortune'."

Audrey thought to herself, then looked up at the three thugs who were gradually surrounding her and had ill intentions towards her.

These thugs were all ordinary people, and at this moment they seemed to be attracted by Audrey's beauty and wanted to do some bad things.

Audrey sighed softly. In an instant, she used her Sequence 5 'Audience' power to easily hypnotize the three people. Then, she opened her umbrella again, turned around, and walked quickly towards the White Rose Main Street, which was already dark.

……

Late at night, on the western coast of Segal.

Roger was sitting on the deck of the "Star Lord" reading by the light of a lantern, gently poking Bandit's belly as he rolled on the ground with his toe. But then, he suddenly looked up and gazed eastward.

There, dark clouds were rapidly gathering, as if they were obscuring something behind them.

Roger frowned. He immediately activated "Dark Annihilation" and saw a point of purple light flying at high speed behind the clouds.

"Bandit, go and call Lindsay here."

Roger stood up and closed the "Segal History" in his hand.

Bandit sped away, and not long after, Medici pierced through the clouds and landed on the deck.

Compared to the last time Roger saw him, this "Red Angel" had become even more handsome and imposing. Although He was trying his best to suppress His power, Roger could still sense the explosive and terrifying aura emanating from Him.

"They arrived a little earlier than I expected."

Roger smiled and looked at Medici.

"Actually, it could have been earlier, but I had to take care of some personal matters."

Medici looked around the "Star Lord" and asked with some curiosity:
"Is this your boat?"

"Hmm, how is it? Not bad, right?"

Roger smiled and asked.

"so so."

Medici curled his lip:
"It's still a bit inferior to Nast Solomon's 'Black Emperor'."

Roger chuckled upon hearing this, realizing that Medici's "provocative" tendencies had inadvertently flared up again.

"That's right, your strength is a little less than someone else's."

Roger said with a smile.

"Who?"

Medici frowned and looked at Roger with a suspicious expression.

The next second, Roger took out a monocle made of crystal from his clothes and put it in his right eye socket.

A burst of purple flames erupted on the "Star Lord" ship, and Medici, after launching this fire crow attack, transformed into a streak of light and soared into the sky without a second thought!
"A dignified 'Red Angel' can't even handle this kind of joke?"

Roger laughed heartily. After using "reappearance" to banish the fire crow, he took off his monocle, leaned back and forth, and pointed at the sky mockingly.

Upon hearing this, the purple light paused in the air for a moment, then circled several times before suspiciously returning to the other end of the deck of the "Star Lord".

After realizing that Roger was just joking with him, his face immediately fell:
"If I could kill you, that joke would have been enough to kill you a hundred times over."

"It's a pity I'm not a 'trickster,' otherwise that one hit would have been enough for me to finish a whole bottle of potion."

Roger finally straightened up and said with a smile.

"'Trickster'?"

Medici frowned, a strange feeling creeping into his heart:
"Why are you saying this suddenly?"

"nothing."

Roger waved his hand, barely suppressing a laugh as he spoke.

At this moment, Lindsay and Bandit finally returned. Medici looked at the chubby tabby cat with suspicion, then exclaimed in astonishment:

"demigod cat???"

"How was it? Not bad this time, right?"

Roger shrugged, then laughed again.

"..."

Medici's lips twitched. He decided not to argue with Roger, this oddball, about these crazy topics, and turned to look at Lindsay.

"You're Lindsay Louise?"

"Yes, Your Excellency Medici."

Unlike Roger, Lindsay showed Medici a considerable degree of respect.

"Not as handsome as me."

Medici sized up Lindsay for a moment, then pointed at Roger with his thumb:
"But he's better than him."

"Uh……"

Lindsay was at a loss for words when Roger spoke.

"Alright, stop talking nonsense."

Roger shook his head:

"I've explained the situation to both of you separately. Let me know when you're ready."

"I can."

Lindsay nodded, then looked at Medici.

"as you like."

Medici shrugged, looking completely unconcerned.

"it is good."

Roger nodded slightly. After telling Medici to "relax and not resist," he used "Destiny's Gift" on Lindsay, beginning to align his mystical identity with that of "Red Angel" Medici.

Although Medici's angelic rank was much higher than Roger's, Roger could still fit the identity of another extraordinary being with divine qualities to a level very close to that of the "Red Angel" Medici, if he so desired.

In an instant, Lindsay felt his potion begin to be digested rapidly. It felt as if he had not taken a Sequence 4 potion, but a lump of ice that was only 0 degrees and would melt quickly when it came into contact with a body temperature of 36 degrees.

In less than a minute, Lindsay had completely digested the "Iron Knight" potion!
His eyes were filled with shock, and it took him a long time to recover before he spoke:

"Thank you, Captain, thank you, Lord Medici."

Medici waved his hand, then asked:
"Kid, have you ever considered jumping to the 'ageless witch' in Sequence 3?"

"never mind."

Lindsay shook his head; becoming a "witch" again was completely out of the question for him.

"pity."

Medici sighed, then looked at Roger:

"Tomorrow night should be the night of the full moon, are you ready?"

"That's why I've been waiting for you."

Roger smiled and said:
"But let me give you a heads-up: when you see Nast tomorrow, try to keep a low profile and don't let it show that you're an angel."

"understood."

Medici curled his lip:
"Is there anything to eat? The last time I was here was during the Quaternary period. The mussels here were delicious back then. I wonder if they're still available now."

Yes, my friend, yes.

Roger nodded:

"Lindsay, go and invite Lord Medici to have something to eat. He can also ask the 'War Bishop' any questions he may have."

"Okay, Captain."

Lindsay nodded, then gestured for Medici to proceed.

……

The next day, at dusk.

Roger, as agreed with Nast, steered the "Star Lord" deeper into the Misty Sea.

As the sunset turned completely red, Roger suddenly witnessed a strange scene.

The outline of a pirate ship gradually appeared in the void not far ahead!
(End of this chapter)