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"However, before that, I hope you can get her to confess everything she needs to, after all, she is a deep-sea bishop."

Specter simply smiled in response:

"I know, Captain and Skadi should come too, maybe it'll be faster."

After witnessing Specter's fanatical words and actions, Skadi seemed to have second thoughts and politely declined:

"I...I won't disturb you from enjoying your meal."

Goredia also shook her head in refusal.

"Pity."

Although his expression didn't reveal any of this meaning, Ghost Shark still said it and turned his head, pinching Amaya's chin and using his thumb to pry open her lips and teeth, completely ignoring the fact that she was actually trying to bite.

"Come on, let's start the joyful wailing."

A powerful melody rang out from the record player, sounding like an old Argonaut song. At that very moment, the figures of the three deep-sea hunters appeared before Amaya.

In the basement of this abandoned house, which is almost never visited, the ghost shark and the deep-sea bishop Amaya begin their "enthusiastic" reunion.

Meanwhile, Granfalo above was thrown into sudden chaos.

If the previously spread killing intent caused most normal people to only feel a momentary daze due to external pressure, then for more sensitive people, it was an experience similar to that of those Minghen—a real killing intent.

This sense of danger made the Netherworld, or rather all the Fearfish, feel threatened in their survival, thus causing these sensitive creatures to react more noticeably.

Therefore, members of the Deep Sea Church who have associated with the Terrorfish and disguised themselves as normal residents of Granfalo would naturally experience similar situations.

"Eek... Eek!? Don't come any closer! Don't come any closer!!!"

"How scary...how scary..."

"Ah!!! Get away from me!!! Get away from me!!!"

"It hurts...it hurts so much...!!!!"

Fearful cries filled the streets and alleys—the members of the Deep Sea Church, who had obtained bodies of sea creatures and believed they had deciphered the laws of survival of the masses from those classic texts, were now gripped by inexplicable terror.

The human part of them did not feel much aversion to the threatening killing intent, but the transformation of their bodies into sea creatures made this part feel the will to survive bursting from their very bones.

Unlike back in Saltwind City, the terror fish that brutally parasitized the residents' bodies would detach from them in the most direct way because they were still independent organisms.

However, these beings, who are almost one with the physical body, do not have such strong autonomous action capabilities. They simply send out warnings through fear signals that are incomprehensible to the church members who are the beings themselves.

To put it more vividly, they felt as if their bodies were about to split apart, as if they wanted to explode on the spot, scattering the fragments to every hidden corner to avoid danger.

But this body cannot do such things, so it can only try to rush to the corner, crawl into the cabinet, climb the tree trunk, and do its best to hide its body under the puzzled gaze of others.

"Mayor, mayor!!! Something terrible has happened!!! There's been an accident at the church!!!"

"From the priest to the nuns, and everyone else who came to worship, they're all running around like madmen! Some have even jumped into the well! Quickly, call the sheriff to rescue them!"

The blue-haired, pointed-eared Agor youth ran through the streets, eventually arriving before the old man who had spoken to Tomat in the square and also greeted Amaya. But the old man replied in a very weak tone:

"...The church? Look, it's not just the church that's having problems."

Looking around, the whole town was in chaos. People screamed in terror and ran around frantically, some were confused and wandered aimlessly, and some who tried to stop them were injured—an inexplicable panic enveloped the entire town.

"Commoners, please make way."

Just as the young man and the old man were at a loss, a deep male voice sounded behind them.

A masked man with white hair and red eyes appeared silently behind the two.

An anchor—or rather, a massive, anchor-like blade—was slung across his back, his smart attire and tattered cloak swaying in the screaming sea breeze.

"...Did that terrifying killing intent drive them mad? It doesn't seem to be her doing."

The man gazed gravely at the chaotic scene in the town, then asked the old man:

“I followed the scent, but I didn’t see her. Old man, have you seen a Liberian woman named Amaya before?”

"Miss Amaya?"

The man carrying the weapon looked completely unfamiliar, and his clothing seemed highly suspicious, but after thinking for a moment, the old man replied:

“I saw her on a nearby path before, but she later left with three other women from Agor.”

The old man then added:

"Oh, right, one of the women dressed a lot like you, with black and blue clothes, red eyes, and oh, long white hair... Ah!"

At this point, the old man suddenly looked panicked.

The man who suddenly appeared, however, didn't seem to notice the other person's flustered expression, and instead asked with some surprise:

"Are you sure? Point me in the right direction and tell me where you saw those Agorians."

The old man raised his hand with trembling hands, and the young man beside him looked astonished—and the old man's hand gradually pointed behind the man.

"They're right behind you."

Although the man hadn't sensed anything beforehand, and the old man's words might seem like a clumsy lie to him, he still turned his head away.

Then he met the gaze of three faces that were extremely familiar to him.

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[Event] Fool's Tale: Chapter Nineteen - A Day as Captain, A Hundred Days of Grace

Ghost Shark carried Amaya, whose body was simply wrapped in a cloth curtain, on his shoulder.

The former had a satisfied look on her face, her cheeks flushed and almost glowing.

The latter looked haggard, her eyes were unfocused, and her long, black hair was completely disheveled.

Even when Ghost Shark carried her on his shoulder in a very uncomfortable position, she didn't make any unnecessary movements.

But he is still alive.

Beside them were Skadi and Gretia, their eyes slightly wide with surprise.

But they didn't seem particularly surprised, perhaps because they had seen things much more shocking than this before.

"Three...three teams?"

"...Ulpian, is that you?"

Deep-sea hunters don't necessarily know each other, and it's unknown how many survived that battle. Under such circumstances, encountering a familiar companion is truly an incredible thing.

Skadi clearly showed a hint of joy that wasn't overtly displayed.

Because she recognized the man as her captain when she was in the team, and also the teacher who taught her various combat skills.

Her peer, Grétia, addressed her by her first name. She recalled that when they were in Agor, aside from their official interactions and collaborations, they appreciated each other as friends.

"It's a good day today, I keep running into acquaintances. Skadi, was the person you sensed earlier the Third Captain?"

Ghost Shark smiled, but the smile was much more restrained compared to when he had "closely interacted" with Amaya before.

Skadi nodded, but she quickly suppressed her joy and became wary.

Skadi also noticed the change in Ulpian's expression.

The other party's gaze shifted from scanning the three hunters to Amaya on Ghost Shark's shoulder, and its expression wavered.

"I see. It seems you already knew."

Ulbian spoke with great regret, as if he had confirmed something.

The current situation has far exceeded his expectations.

Although it was unclear when the group arrived, the sight of the Amayas in their hands gave a general idea that they were probably carrying out a purge operation by the Deep Sea Church.

Perhaps they wanted to find a way back to Agor, or perhaps it was simply out of disgust for the Terrorfish and the Deep Sea Church.

Regardless of the circumstances, they were absolutely hostile to the Amayas.

In doing so, he himself—as a deep-sea hunter—would expose the fact that he was trying to cooperate with members of the deep-sea church instead of actively eliminating them.

Ulpian had already reached an agreement with Amaya, and he planned to confirm the whereabouts of the lost ship "Fool" before other deep-sea hunters could get there first.

Based on some personal experiences, Ulpian has decided to solve the problem of the Sealings using methods other than savage hunting, and also believes that it is not appropriate for the Deepsea Hunters to return to Agor at this time.

That's why he didn't actively hunt the Terrorfish, nor did he want other hunters to use the Fool's Ship to return to the Agor region.

As for the reasons, he felt there was no need to explain, since they probably already knew quite a bit from Amaya.

That miserable appearance was definitely the result of torture and interrogation.

Of course, Ulpian did not feel any sympathy for Amaya. He simply felt that all his efforts had been in vain after he understood why Amaya had not kept her appointment on time.

"Come on, now that you know everything, show me your stance."

"Should we avoid conflict, or confront each other head-on?"

These words naturally left Skadi and the others looking at each other in bewilderment.

What do you know?

We just found out you're here!

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Goredia said this simply because she did not understand Ulpian's words and actions.

After all, Ghost Shark didn't get any useful information from Amaya—she just kept screaming because of various "intimate acts" until she was completely exhausted.

She was only spared temporarily because she was considered valuable in luring out other members of the Deep Sea Church.

But these words, born of confusion, meant something else entirely to Ulpian.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" has become "You did something like this and expect us to pretend we don't know? You're talking utter nonsense!"

Ulpian understood that the only reason the three were there was to deal with themselves first and then search for the Fool.

Conflict is inevitable!

"What a pity, Skadi, Gretia, and Laurentina, our reunion is so ironic."

"Team Three?" Skadi tilted her head in confusion.

"Bang!!!!!!"

A sound like the air exploding rang out, and Ulpian vanished from his spot.