Relax, I'm not some troublemaker from a role-playing game.

Lawrence White, a traveler, and Jiang Lingyi, his travel companion.

To outsiders, you two were old Mansfield's close friends despite the age difference, and you often kept in touch.

But only you two know each other's secrets.

You all come from a cult that worships a great external god, and you are a favored one of the gods worshipped by this cult, Serpes.

Strictly speaking, old Mansfield was a subordinate of the cult, which is why you had dealings with him.

However, around the time of his death, intelligence circulated within the Order that old Mansfield had become an apostate and was secretly harboring blasphemous creatures, a grave disrespect to his past beliefs and the Order.

You were therefore sent by the cult to investigate this matter.

Therefore, your and your companions' objective is to investigate old Mansfield's apostasy and to destroy that blasphemous creation.

Now, let the traitors face their belated judgment! Let them pay with their blood and oaths!

Jiang Lingyi raised her eyebrows as she looked at this secret that belonged to both Bai Xi and herself.

What the heck is this? Why does it look like it's hiding the worst secrets of the mod?

Why did I suddenly find myself labeled a professional traitor and a member of the Destiny Cult after waking up?

and also……

"The goddess Serpes?"

Jiang Lingyi repeated the strange name, unable to recall where she had ever heard of this extraordinary deity.

No recollection. Who are you? Even in the most obscure corners of the Cthulhu Mythos, Jiang Lingyi couldn't recall ever hearing this name before.

"You can understand it as an external god symbolizing so-called hope or desire."

At that moment, to Jiang Lingyi's surprise, Bai Xi gave an answer:

"In a sense, he could be considered the counterpart to Abhorus. He is the symbol of the purest rule of hope. Oh, or perhaps he is the counterpart to Nyarlathotep?"

Jiang Lingyi immediately turned around in surprise and looked at Bai Xi:

"There are such friendly Outer Gods in the Cthulhu Mythos? What happened to the idea that humanity is insignificant and the universe is vast and indifferent? And how do you even know such niche knowledge?"

"Please, don't mistake a symbol of hope for a synonym for friendliness, okay?"

Bai Xi sighed and said helplessly, "There's no rule that says hope is good. Hope to destroy humanity is still hope."

"If all else fails, you can treat this as a ruthless, all-powerful wish-granting machine?"

"So where did you get this kind of niche knowledge from? I almost thought it was some kind of original Outer God."

Jiang Lingyi's eyes twitched slightly, and she asked.

"When I was a child, I was playing with books at home and found some encyclopedia tips in a corner."

Bai Xi answered expressionlessly:

"I was very interested at the time, so I wished that I would have a kind, gentle, and generous older sister as my wife to support me for the rest of my life, but I have never met one in reality."

But before Bai Xi could finish speaking, he felt a sharp pain in his back. So, he turned around stiffly and saw Jiang Lingyi's warm smile.

"What was that? A last message?"

Jiang Lingyi, who was independent, aloof, strict, and of poor build, asked Bai Xi with a smile.

Under the seemingly deathly gaze, Bai Xi swallowed back the words "my XP," and forced a smile, saying:

"Oh dear, kids are just kidding. So frankly, wish-granting machines are totally a scam for children. Doraemon is much more reliable."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah yeah."

Bai Xi nodded vigorously, his face showing a look of deep emotion.

Before Jiang Lingyi could say anything, he changed the subject.

"Oh right, my character card also has an extra status called 'Blessed One'."

As Bai Xi spoke, he brought up his character card: "I've also gained an extra spell."

"What?"

"Sepes's Divine Power".

Bai Xi couldn't help but twitch her lips when she saw the effect.

The spell, as its name suggests, allows communication with the Outer Goddess Serpes, but only if a ritual is performed before entering the dream. Afterward, one can receive revelation from Serpes.

It's a little tool to help you get stuck, but the problem is, Bai Xi herself knows how to recite the incantation!

Coach, can we get something more useful? Our training group is so big, I feel like giving me an RPG would be more effective than anything else!

[Heh, get lost!]

A cold laugh from KP rang in his ears. Bai Xi was taken aback at first, and then couldn't help but mutter to himself.

Why is it you again, you lousy KP, who's the KP for this group...?

Of course, I only dared to say it in my heart; I was afraid that if I actually said it out loud, the KP would make things difficult for me.

Sigh, life is tough.

Bai Xi sighed and pressed the preparation button with a sense of melancholy. After most of the participants pressed the preparation button, Bai Xi felt a sudden darkness before her eyes, and the next moment, she found herself in the familiar preparation space.

Jiang Lingyi and he were standing together, while two other players stood separately opposite them.

Bai Xi glanced at their IDs. One of them, dressed as a lawyer, was named Layton. The other, a blue-eyed young man in a suit, looking every bit the gentleman, was named Stoffey.

The four people looked at each other, sizing each other up, but no one spoke.

This is a secret group, and no one knows if the other side will be their opponent, so they are quite reserved at the moment.

Bai Xi felt it was necessary to break the awkward atmosphere.

So he raised his hand, thought for a moment, and then greeted them:

"Um, have you eaten?"

For a moment, the two people standing opposite each other showed surprised expressions, as if they did not understand what Bai Xi was saying.

At this moment, Bai Xi realized a problem.

Damn, these two look like foreigners.

In an instant, the atmosphere became even more awkward.

Finally, the silence was broken by KP's narration. As KP ​​spoke, the scene before Baek Hee's eyes slowly faded, and the phantom of a manor floated up before her.

Until this illusion gradually solidified and became real as it rose.

Old Mansfield has been buried; today is the second day of his funeral.

KP's drawn-out narration began again, accompanied by a faint sense of sadness:

As travelers from afar, you may have arrived a little too late. However, at least this sentiment has been conveyed through your arrival.

Of course, this belated greeting won't affect your true purpose; after all, you still have plenty of time, don't you?

The funeral for the elder Mansfield will last for three days.

Welcome to the manor, everyone. Please move forward; the heirs of Mansfield Manor have been waiting for you for some time.

[The introductory phase has ended. Investigators, please begin your investigation!]