Stray

er than the outside; dry and clean, without the slightest sign of cobwebs, moss, or dust.
Someone was cleaning up here from time to time as Nemo could find traces of living people in the dark tomb.

As long as there wasn’t any exaggerated design of revulsions, the rest of the way was considered good.
After entering the relatively wide tomb, they were even able to stop and rest freely for a while— Except for Jesse, no one wanted to touch the food that was originally intended for barbeque.

In this way, the five of them nestled in the corner of the tomb, looking at the stone carvings reflected by the ball of light, while gnawing on dried cakes stained with water.
Although Ann used dozens of cleansing spells, the unbearable smell seemed to stick to her nasal cavity.

It wasn’t someone who broke the silence this time.

As soon as Nemo took a bite of the dry cake, the black badge on his chest trembled like crazy.
He unluckily almost choked on the piece of cake and after coughing frantically, Nemo took off the black badge on his chest.

It wasn’t just his badge but everyone else’s as well.

“What’s going on?” Nemo suspiciously summoned the light screen but failed to find any notice.

“The problem is with the Black Chapter itself.” Jesse carefully buttered the dry cake.
Apart from the knight commander who only had a ring, he was the only one who didn’t take off his black badge.
“Look at the front of it, dear Mr.
Light.”

Nemo gulped, easily swallowing the food stuck in his throat.
Unlike humans, if he really wanted to observe something carefully, he didn’t need too much light.

The snake head on the black badge disappeared without a trace, replaced by a strange five-eyed creature.

Nemo wiped his face fiercely, Oliver, who was sitting next to him, sighed, and a wail-like grunt escaped from Ann’s throat.

“Sea Scorpion level.” Adrian didn’t seem so surprised, “It seems we’ve been upgraded.”

“Adri, you see, they still fantasize about hiding.
How cute.” Jesse scratched his chin.
“Your Royal Highness, do you still have liquor? Would you like everyone to make a toast for this glorious upgrade?”

Ann decisively flipped him off.

“Is it because of the task of meeting Delia?” There was some tension in Oliver’s voice.
“If the Alban royal family and a high-level member of the guild exchange information, they may be eyeing us.
Do we have to make some preparations early—”

“No, no, I signed the most advance confidentiality agreement,” The female warrior quickly denied.
“As long as you pay enough money, no one will know who took on the task except for you and me.
Such tasks will not be included in the scope of the investigation, I promise.”

“It should be Godwin Lopez’s report on it,” Adrian said calmly.
“According to the Pope’s handling method, it’s normal for us to become sea scorpions.
It’s good.
If Mr.
Ramon’s true behavior was noticed by the guild, we would have risen all the way to the top at once.”

Mr.
Ramon squeezed the cake in his hand melancholically.
His eyes blank, while his lover leaned his head on his shoulder in a daze.

Probably sensing the relief of the group, a dried-up snake leapt out of some corner and bounced straight at Jesse’s face.
Adrian casually flipped his hand and caught the bold snake, flinging it unceremoniously to another corner.

“I’m so touched.” Jesse emotionally picked up the buttered cake that had a few bites on it and stuffed it under the knight’s nose.
“Please accept my love, Adri.”

The knight commander indifferently pushed Jesse and his buttery “love” aside.

“Admit it, you like me a little.” While the other three were still worried about the sea scorpion rank, Jesse was extremely generous to provoke other topics.
“How does that poem go… ‘My charming knight, you will shield me from all storms and hardships.’”

“No,” Adrian replied softly.

“…I’m going to cry,” Jesse sighed sadly while licking the butter on the cake.

“Speaking of hardships… Dylan, I have something to ask you.” Nemo raised his head from Oliver’s shoulders.
His tone suddenly hardened a lot.

“What? Do you want to stand in my way? That’s not good.
My heart is set on Adri now—”

“No, about what happened back then.” Nemo gritted his teeth.
“Medes’ possible testimony is one thing.
Mr.
Magical diviner, maybe you can deduce a thing or two?”

He heavily emphasized the words “magical diviner”.
Ann raised her eyebrows curiously and Oliver’s body suddenly tightened.

“I don’t know what’s going on in the Abyss.” Jesse put away his laughing expression and stared straight at Nemo with his beautiful blue eyes.
“Don’t talk about the bottom of the Abyss, even in the shallows, I don’t know anything about.
Those are not in my… calculation range.”

The two looked at each other in silence for a few seconds.

“As for what happened back then…” Finding that Nemo had no intention of speaking, the blond young man stretched out his waist and continued blandly, “I think it’s better for you to ask Medes.”

“Why?”

“It’s very simple, I can tell you who ate what at what time, what they did, and even who they killed.
These are simple enough that even unintentional civilians passing by could access this level of information— If you only want to define ‘facts’ and ‘actions’.”

Nemo pursed his lips tightly.

“Just like the fact that Ulysses wiped out the entire generation of the expedition force.” Jesse’s voice was still smiling, but his icy-blue eyes showed a little coldness in the dark.
“But I think what you want is motivation, emotion, and reason.
Just like the snake just now, or a little earlier, those crawling beetles.
Everyone knows what they did, but do you know what they were thinking at that time?”

“……No.”

“Mm-hmm, me too.”

Jesse showed a big smile.

“But I can tell you, as a bonus information— What Medes knows should be enough to satisfy your curiosity.”