My magic panel is too numerical.

"Brilliant, Pharos!" Miss Raven praised. "The theme of this meeting of the five leaders is whether or not to trust the church and whether or not to unite with it."

"Are they alienated from the church?" Pharos asked.

"It's not just a simple rift. Dawntown is an abandoned place, the place with the highest death and crime rates in the Empire. There are rifts between the Church of Dawntown and the Church of Castile, let alone a group of mafia."

Chenxi Town truly lives up to its reputation for its simple and honest people.

This place is not only Miss Christina's place of exile, but also the origin and apostasy site of that contemporary "saint".

Every resident of Dawn Town harbors resentment towards the Empire and the Church.

Therefore... the first step in government-civilian cooperation is the issue of trust.

"...We need a bridge to connect the church and the gang," Pharos whispered.

Just like in a previous life, the Meiji Restoration of a certain island nation.

During the anti-shogunate movement, the Satsuma Domain and the Nagasaki Domain, who originally had a blood feud, were able to shake hands and make peace because of Sakamoto Ryoma, the mediator.

Through his continuous communication, connections, and mediation, the two factions finally reached a consensus and jointly overthrew the Tokugawa shogunate.

It can be said that Sakamoto Ryoma was the greatest contributor to the Meiji Restoration.

But... in the current situation, who can act as a bridge of mutual trust and communication?

"A little, Pharos, yes," Miss Raven said slyly.

Pharos gave Miss Raven a strange look.

……

The banquet was drawing to a close.

After saying goodbye, Serena left the manor.

Today she represents the Moretti family, and it is not appropriate for her to stay for long.

Pharos and Roman were taking a walk inside the villa.

"Hey, Pharos, do you think Serena's got a problem? She always has that stiff face, you'd think she had facial paralysis..."

Roman felt uncomfortable if he didn't hurl a few insults at her.

I originally wanted to take this opportunity to disgust that young lady.

As a result, the dinner turned into Serena's personal show.

"That's just how the Moretti family is. In comparison, the atmosphere at the Corleone family is definitely more relaxed."

Faros was deeply impressed by the scene of Roman angrily confronting his father; the penetrating power of his voice was such that even covering one's ears was useless.

"That shows my courage... We've arrived at my study."

Roman took out his keys and opened the door.

Inside the room, besides the bookshelves filled with books, there was only a desk.

All new books...

What's the point of displaying so many books?

Pharos was speechless. After looking around, he found what he was looking for.

Hanging on the wall is a contemporary group photo of the Corleone family.

The women in the Corleone family are almost all red-haired, while the men are all quite muscular, with Roman being the tallest in the family photo.

Then, Pharos saw a familiar face.

The woman I ran into this morning.

"She was my sister...she passed away when I was very young," Roman said in a low voice.

"Sister?" Pharos was taken aback.

No way, Roman Brothers, you... slept with my sister?

This approach is a bit unconventional...

"In my memory, my father was busy with housework, and my mother was in poor health. It was always my older sister who accompanied and took care of me." Roman seemed to unlock her memories.

"So...that woman can conjure up important people in the observer's mind...Naparos, why are you Serena?" Miss Raven asked a very strange question.

I also want to know why I saw Serena... Pharos thought to himself.

In his spare time, he discussed this matter with Miss Crow.

The woman's abilities are very special; Pharos has currently deduced two types of abilities.

First, everyone's appearance is different.

Secondly, Pharos speculated that women possessed an ability similar to absorbing yang energy, which was the ability to turn muscular men like Roman into men who could only last three seconds.

They all seem to be abilities with little offensive power.

But the woman was a wanted criminal, which means she was actually very dangerous.

The premonition from the "spirit" during the day confirmed this.

"And then?" Pharos asked, picking up the conversation at the opportune moment.

Looking at the family photo, Roman sighed and said, "She has a rare terminal illness."

"A rare...terminal illness?" Pharos repeated.

Based on his long-term observations, he found that the medical standards in the magical world are actually quite high, and holy light magic can even replace antibiotics to a certain extent.

With precise water magic control, internal and surgical procedures can be performed in a manner equivalent to minimally invasive surgery.

It is only untreatable when it is in the late stage of cancer.

Even diseases that damage the immune system in the long term, such as AIDS, can be prolonged through long-term Holy Light therapy.

The only flaw in global healthcare is money; treatment requires massive amounts of funding, enough to drain the savings of several generations of a family.

But the Corleone family is clearly not short of money.

What exactly is this disease that can be called a terminal illness?

"It's leukemia."

Roman's robust body trembled involuntarily, and a slight pain appeared on his face.

Pharos was taken aback.

Black blood disease, a disease that directly attacks the soul, makes people with weak "spirits" particularly susceptible to this incurable disease.

This disease currently only appears within the Empire.

High mortality rate, human-to-human transmission, patient suffering, gruesome deaths... once it spreads, it becomes a source of fear and dread.

The virus's transmission method is also very special, so special that it cannot be transmitted physically, but rather through language and emotional transmission.

Pathogens can spread through communication between humans, such as talking, discussing, and even writing letters.

It is a curse that belongs only to the depths of the soul.

"This seems to be... a plague that was very prevalent a few years ago. I remember that the epidemic was on the west coast of the empire, and it was eventually stopped by the combined forces of the three major powers of the empire. At that time, the empire was still very powerful," Miss Raven recalled.

"Black blood disease..."

Pharos frowned, feeling that he was familiar with the disease, but he couldn't quite place where he had heard of it before.

"Later, my sister died," Roman said. "Fortunately, the disease doesn't spread to everyone; it only affects people with weaker 'spirits,' so our family escaped unscathed."

…………

The joint meeting of the five major gangs is still in the discussion stage. Once the time is set, Roman will assure Farrow that he will notify him as soon as possible.

Before that, Pharos needs to reach a consensus with the church as soon as possible.

As the sun sets, the dim yellow light of the gas lamps illuminates the night road.

As Pharos walked alone from the North District to the East District, various thoughts flashed through his mind.

So... the reason that woman transformed into Roman's sister was because Roman longed for that kind of woman.

"It seems Roman has a kind of... attachment to his sister?"

This perfectly confirms that a woman's second ability is to extract something from a man...

Use ability one to acquire ability two.

This aligns with the power correlation of demons.

Like the white giant, it can create a puppet by eating human faces. This puppet can absorb "spirits" and vengeful spirits to strengthen itself.

Pharos suddenly noticed that Miss Raven was looking at him meaningfully and chuckling strangely.

"What are you laughing at?"

"I remembered something happy."

"What's making you happy?"

"Ahem, someone's words may lie, but their fetishes don't. Take note: Pharos Hastings is definitely into Celine... Hey! What are you doing!"

Enraged, Pharos grabbed at Miss Raven.

Miss Crow leaped up and took flight, flapping her wings.

"Look! Look how anxious you are!"

"You're still using memes? I'm going to pluck all your feathers today!"