Chapter 47 Shipped!

Glass Island, White Queen.

On the second floor of the all-white Brown Hotel, a well-dressed and civilized young gentleman was slowly eating freshly fried steak in his room.

And standing next to his table was a maid in a state of soul. She has a pure white translucent spirit body and looks like she is only seventeen or eighteen years old. She is dressed similarly to "Fox", wearing a white priest's robe without a miter. Only her spine is solid, so through her translucent white body, the pale color of her spine can barely be seen.

Suddenly, the girl leaned over and said something in the gentleman's ear. The mouth was moving, but it didn't make any sound.

The gentleman seemed to have heard something. He raised his eyebrows, took out the solid gold pocket watch inlaid with gems from his arms, and opened it.

"It's almost over."

He glanced at the time and put it away, then stuffed the remaining small piece of steak into his mouth.

He chewed it happily with all his strength, and the meat juices continued to leak out. Some chewy tendons made a crunching sound. But because he had good teeth, he chewed the meat into pieces and swallowed it.

The young gentleman was a little satisfied, but also a little reluctant to give up and murmured in a low voice: "I really can't let go of such a young and healthy body..."

at the same time.

In the gentleman's room downstairs, someone was cleaning the room slowly and slowly, and the maid who looked like a newsboy also sighed worriedly.

"It's finally over...it's such torture. It's so scary."

Sherlock, who was hiding in the abandoned chemical factory with Lulu, had nothing in common with Her Royal Highness. So a polite and somewhat awkward silence was maintained.

He focused on looking at the sun gradually rising to its highest point in the sky, and suddenly said: "It's almost time."

"What?"

Lulu, who was holding the child, asked subconsciously, and then immediately reacted and became energetic: "Is the ceremony about to end?"

"There are four survivors. Those two survived until the end."

Sherlock whispered: "'Bone Sculpture'... Lars Graham? I will investigate him."

"If not - don't say it was me!"

Lulu whispered nervously.

The newsboy sighed.

"My respected Princess," he said lazily, "Normally, even if I tell him, he won't know it's you. I know 'Lulu', not 'Isabelle Du Lac' '.

"...Huh?" Lulu, who was trying her best to play "Anne Alexander" when her real name was suddenly revealed, opened her eyes wide.

"Master Yanis is too irresponsible. Although there will be no punishment for failure in the first advancement ceremony, and with your dignity, you are not afraid of being exposed to your real identity. But some common sense things, I think It’s important to teach yourself ahead of time. Not all setbacks are meaningful—especially the ones you’ve endured.”

The newsboy pulled his newsboy cap, lowered his head and said softly: "I will report to Her Majesty the Queen in detail about this ceremony. Including the unusual difficulty of this ceremony, 'Bone Sculpture', 'Knight', 'Fox' and ' Coco's information, as well as what happened between you and Mr. Fox. Of course, including the mistakes you made during this ceremony - I have kept them all in my mind, exactly.

"That's it this time. But please remember... starting from the second advancement ceremony, there will be a price to pay for failure and death in the ceremony.

"I am one of the very few extraordinary people on the path of wisdom in Avalon. If nothing else happens, Her Majesty the Queen may entrust me to advance simultaneously with you and protect you during the ceremony. I hope you can make some corrections when we meet next time. Let’s take a look at my naive bad habits.”

Having said this, the newsboy stared at the somewhat confused eyes of "Anne Alexander" and pondered for a while.

Then he added: "I will try to investigate the real identity of the 'Fox' for you. But please don't expect too much. My priorities for the next period of time will be the 'Sweater Brotherhood' and the 'Bone Sculpture'. "

"...Eh? Then, thank you, Mr. Sherlock..."

Although Lulu still doesn't know when she was exposed, it's not surprising that her true identity was found out by the famous Mr. Sherlock Hermes. So she wasn't actually too shocked.

But when she heard Sherlock say that he wanted to help her investigate the "fox", she was still a little shy. But she didn't refuse.

Seeing this, Sherlock sighed again. Nothing more was said.

At this moment, a light suddenly lit up in front of everyone's eyes - it was the pure white light that burst out when the world collapsed and disintegrated.

A series of ever-changing scenes appeared before their eyes, including those who had died and those who were still alive.

The young pastor with black hair and blue eyes put his hand on the back of the child's neck, and his palm glowed;

The young inspector, who was seriously injured and disemboweled by an iron hook, turned his back to the fleeing civilians behind him. The dagger in his hand, which symbolized the authority of the law, glowed with pure white light, and he still stood there;

The dark green water demon's claws tightly grasped the iron hook demon, and white smoke emitted. The Iron Hook Demon looked ferocious and seemed to be shouting something at the top of his lungs;

A bone staff was thrown into the air and bloomed with a dim yellow light. Pure white smoke was drawn out from it and wrapped around the bone staff to form a translucent girl ghost with a blurred face;

The youth pastor took a paper knife and slit his own throat with it firmly and fearlessly;

The dark-skinned fat man was held by a pale and skinny right hand, and the fat on his face and his frightened eyes leaked out from the fingers;

Anne Alexander held the still sleeping little Aiwass in the sunset, with a sad and strong look on her face.

——The next moment, the scene in front of her eyes and the whole world around her began to turn into sand.

Everything in front of her disappeared like flying sand.

The sand flew in the air and then rose against the current. And was sucked back into the body by the huge glowing hourglass.

Aiwass woke up and sorted out his complicated emotions. He decided to at least ask indirectly before jumping to conclusions.

After all, the information given in the ceremony may not be completely correct... right?

... But having said that, he actually had similar guesses in his heart.

This was also expected.

Aiwass sighed and raised his head. He found that he had returned to the original image of "Faceless Priest" and was still sitting in his big and scary chair.

But what he saw was no longer pitch black, nor were there the other eight chairs and the other eight participants in the ceremony.

Instead, it was a bright world.

It was just like when he first advanced, a bright world without any shadows.

A series of light curtains fell quickly in front of me. They were Aiwas's settlement points:

[Necessary tasks completed (points: 600)]

[Self-preservation: Ensure your own survival (uncompleted)]

[The heart is the sanctuary: Do not choose to hide in the Candlelight Cathedral, and take the initiative to go to the Legal Square (points: 100)]

[My unforgettable nature: Save the dying (points: 100)]

[Once and for all: Find and kill the murderer (points: 500)]

[My favorite jasmine: Ensure the survival of your wife Anne Alexander (points: 500)]

[Live longer: Survive as late as possible among the nine ritualists, or die as late as possible (points: 100)]

[The beginning of everything: Find the mastermind (points: 1000)]

[Total points 2900, ranked first]

The familiar, transparent and pure ruby-like stag figure appeared again in the distance.

His blood dripped onto the ground, igniting red flame footprints.

He approached Aiwas again and gently licked Aiwas's cheek.

The black thorns on his neck pierced Aiwas's cheek, leaving an invisible wound, from which black blood oozed out——

Three words appeared in front of Aiwas again.

[Light Affinity LV1 (Blue): You were wounded by the sin thorns of Sizhu, and you realized a little bit of the essence of light. 】

Before he had time to see if there were any expansion entries in the remaining two lines, the two blue and white words were completely burned by the black flames.

Two purple lights shone and overflowed, making a heavy hum.

This extremely familiar voice made Aiwas open his eyes and become alert instantly.

——Delivered!

Delivered on the first advancement!

Two!

... Could it be that the points ranking really determines the quality of delivery?

This is a setting that does not exist in the game... But this is more reasonable.

But this seems more like a setting that should have been there originally, but was cut for fairness...

Ewass opened his eyes wide and saw two rare purple entries:

[Container of Burning and Shining (Purple): Light is born from fire, and fire floats on light. Your soul is nourished by both. ]

[Defiled Light LV1 (Purple): No light is absolutely pure, just like the human heart. You try to inject poison into your light. ]