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"Idiot, that sounds like kidnapping!"

"Guomei, I...I'm not very good at lying."

“I mean, we protected her,” Charles said, using a mouth gag.

Fels remained silent: "Is she alright now?"

Belle thought for a moment: "Her companions are with her."

"Hey, you're acting more like a kidnapper!"

"Eek, what is it!!!!"

Fels fell silent again.

Based on her centuries of experience, the person before her did not seem cunning; his flustered expression, clearly caused by his inappropriate words, was hard to conceal.

Perhaps, we could give it a try...

"Then please tell me."

"Yes!" Belle stood at attention.

"Do you think humans and monsters can live in peace?" Fels asked.

“Of course not.” Belle replied without hesitation.

Felston paused, then asked in confusion, "Then why didn't you kill Marie?"

“Marie… how can a heretic be treated like a monster?” Belle said frankly.

"why?"

"Because we're comrades!"

Belle clearly distinguishes between companions and monsters. At least after monsters ravaged the land, she could no longer harbor any goodwill towards monsters.

“Felssan,” Belle interrupted the sage’s thoughts, “Although I can’t say it, Reed and the others are indeed my friends. Although they don’t know me yet, please believe that we have no ill intentions.”

Fels fell silent again, recalling the fragments of intelligence she had collected during this time, connecting everything to the humans before her.

Adding to the Hero Seed that the familiar witnessed yesterday, and the mysterious person before us...

"So, what is your purpose?" Fels asked again.

"Purpose..." Ciel's voice echoed in her mind: "To prepare for the 'Final Clock' and the 'Promised Day.'"

"Yeah?"

Belle sensed that the other person seemed to be unconsciously widening their eyes... even though it was a skeleton.

Before Fels could ask any more questions, Sharl requested to log in:

"It's my turn to ask a question now."

"you say……"

Ciel took a deep breath: "Little sister, do you have the key to Nazarick?"

“Nazarick?” Fels was completely bewildered, but then a thought struck him: “What is that? A grave?”

He knew more information than I had imagined...

Did they even know their own gender when they were alive?

Could it really be a deceased friend? A reincarnation? It's not impossible.

Charles slapped his forehead: "You've got it wrong, I meant the man-made labyrinth 'Knossos.' Have you heard of Daedalus? As a henchman of the creator god, no one knows more about it than you."

Fels sensed some crucial intelligence within it and calmed down:

"That legendary craftsman? He was indeed a member of Uranus's former kin. The current 'Daedalus Street' is his work, and as for 'Knossos'... forgive my ignorance."

Charles's expression turned grave: "It's an artificial labyrinth modeled after an underground city, located just below Daedalus Street! It has 18 floors in total! It's also the current headquarters of the Dark Faction."

"!" Fels took a step back, his voice filled with fear: "Are you telling the truth?"

“Of course, I need your assistance, Sage,” Charles invited. “To completely eradicate the Dark Faction, we must find the key to open the ‘Door,’ and only you, as the Sage, can do that!”

"Are you telling the truth? Do you have any proof?"

"I can take you to see it for yourself."

After speaking, Ciel let Belle explain the information about the "hardest metal gate" and the "artificial labyrinth" to Fels herself. Then he set off...

A moment later,

The two donned the "Reversed Spirit Veil" and ventured together into Daedalus Street. Navigating the labyrinthine architecture, they found the mysterious door in an empty underground drainage ditch.

“What you said is actually true.” Fels stroked the antique-colored metal door, feeling the same aged texture as her bones.

"I'm sorry, but if it's this kind of door, to develop the key to open it, we'd need at least the 'Curse' itself."

Fels said disappointedly, "But it's alright, this is very important information. Knowing their entrance will allow the hero to devise a countermeasure."

"Thank you. You've been a great help."

Belle waved her hand, slightly disappointed. If the sage could make the key, she could save a lot of trouble; after all, she didn't have much time to dream...

But at this moment, Ciel spoke up for Belle:

"What if I told you I had a 'materials list' for making the key?"

"What?!" Fels was shocked once again.

Charles repeated, "If the right materials were available, could the Sage make the key directly from them?"

“‘Blood-red licorice petals,’ ‘Red snow crystals,’ ‘The compound eyes of a deformed spider,’ and ‘Tears of a dead snake’…”

One by one, Xia Er reported the information he remembered. Combined with the magic crystal in the keyhole before him…

This was no problem for Fels, of course.

only……

"Who exactly are you? How do you know so many secrets?" Fels asked again.

But this time it wasn't suspicion, but simply curiosity.

“Me?” Charles chuckled. “You can call me Jester!”

“What…!” Fels exclaimed in surprise.

She wasn't ignorant; rather, as the eyes of Uranus, she was acutely aware of every little thing happening in the city.

Moreover, he was facing off against that mysterious overlord's Jester alone in the early morning.

Without a doubt, although the intelligence indicated a narrow defeat, the strength of the person before me is definitely among the world's best.

A mysterious identity, formidable strength, and a scholar well-versed in secrets—such a person would be terrifying if he became an enemy.

Fels quickly adjusted his posture.

"I understand. I will issue the request as soon as possible, collect the materials, and make the key. Is there anything else you need my assistance with?"

Charles subconsciously said, "If possible, I would like to obtain a few magic books."

"It's nothing..."

Chapter 94 Belle: Are you my father?

"Huh? A magic book?"

Belle screamed inwardly, "Isn't that incredibly expensive? Felsson, he actually agreed so easily?"

Ciel was not surprised at all. As the highest-ranking magician in existence, Fels possessed at least a double-digit number of grimoires. If it weren't for the unexpected divergence in Bell's world, Miss Fox would have already devoured 13 grimoires, worth over 63 billion falies.

Charles sighed, "If you wake up from your dream, you can ask Fels for it; she should give it to you. But just to be on the safe side, I'll ask for it for you now."

Belle paused for a moment: "You asked me for this? But I only have one magic slot."

Ciel: "Only the highest-grade magic books written by sages have a chance to increase your magic slots. Awakening new magic now and mastering its use will also increase your chances of 'saving the world' after you awaken."

"Don't forget, you promised someone you would become a hero."

Belle's eyes welled up with tears. "Thank you, Mr. Charles. I've never had a father since I was little, and you remind me of him. Could it be...?"

"Hehe... Kid, don't overthink it."

It's all the oranges' fault... I don't want to get beheaded with a halberd.

Belle looked regretful.

"More than that, I have a question I really want to confirm, and I want to ask you that."

"Please speak..."

"Um... Belle... are you a girl?"

"Eh?"

Ciel, in his cat form, rolled around in the mental space. He hadn't noticed the body switch before, but something did feel off afterward.

I really want to reach out and check, but I'm afraid of touching something I shouldn't. Whether I accidentally hurt someone or something silly, it's not hard to tell.

"Yes." Belle blinked.

My God! Bell, your brother has been nerfed yet again!

"I was wondering why you kept your hair in a ponytail..." Ciel retorted.

"Oh, that's because Mom said it makes me look more like a mage. She prefers me this way," Belle said shyly.

……

Outside, having received the intelligence, Fels returned after inquiring about Belle's current location. She needed to share this crucial information with Uranus and begin working on creating the "key" to decipher it.

"This is expected to take two days. As for the spellbook, I will have it stored at [The Witch's Hideout], Mr. Jester. You should know how to retrieve it."

"As expected, it's not my problem. Everyone thinks Belle is a man."

Belle scratched her face awkwardly. She had been raised as a boy by her grandfather since she was a child, and later, with her mother Alfia, she underwent special training every day. She was full of the perseverance that a warrior should have, and she was indeed not very like a girl.

Belle didn't argue, as for Mary's question...