When the plot-skips players into the game world Chapter 55: 33 Code name: Fox

Sherlock clearly did not recognize Aiwass.

But seeing Aiwass staring at him, he chuckled with interest and said, "I guess you have recognized ."

"Your outfit... I think you're a student from the Royal Legal Academy Theological Seminary, right?"

"How did you know I'm from Avalon?"

Aiwass retorted, "Mr. Sherlock Hers?"

Of course, there was no need to hide his identity. Or rather, there was no need for this identity to be hidden. But at the sa ti, there was no need to actively expose it either.

"To speak of details, one could tell a lot, but saying these would seem pretentious. Because the real reason is—we have also just arrived not long ago, and the ritual has not yet begun to search for people farther away. So, you must be on Glass Island, and most likely in the Red-White Queen District. That outfit of yours indicates you're either a student from the Theological Seminary or a Priest after graduation.

"But a Priest after graduating would not have such a low level. So I think you are probably a sophomore preparing for your first advancent."

Without waiting for Aiwass's reply, Sherlock slowly added, "I think the two of you must be newcors. Just in case... you know, human hearts are unpredictable. My advice is, don't reveal your real-world identity."

As he said this, a girl in a white dress suddenly appeared out of nowhere in the chair next to Aiwass. She seed startled, leaning back in panic before realizing she was leaning on the chair back, which slightly settled her down.

Aiwass couldn't see her face either. But based solely on her build and outline, he could tell she was graceful and beautiful.

He easily deduced that she must be a young lady from a wealthy family. The ritual was still searching within Glass Island.

anwhile, Sherlock paused, and then continued,

"...in the Dream Realm, we cannot see each other's faces, rember each other's images, and the voices we hear are different from those in reality. However, the ritual will expose one's Path category and depth, as well as everyone's unique little tricks. If these pieces of information leak into the real world, they could cause so trouble.

"For example, illegal Transcendents..."

At this point, Sherlock glanced at the young man with the Knight helt, "they could be caught by people from the Supervisory Bureau because of this."

"...Uh."

Upon hearing this, the helted young man smiled awkwardly, "I haven't joined the Supervisory Bureau yet, Mr. Sherlock—I've read your newspaper! You are my idol!"

"Students from the Royal Legal Academy, out of a hundred people, ninety-nine will say this, but what they usually admire about is not my intelligence and analytical abilities, but more the fact that I often make headlines in the newspaper."

Sherlock scoffed, his tone flat, "The next ti you advance, you'll know—in the Dream Realm, there's no need to wear your helt on purpose. Because no one can rember your face. Instead, it's your naive and impulsive nature that might get recognized by others."

"...Thank you, Mr. Sherlock."

The Knight student who had been sharply critiqued did not show any defiance. He only nodded sincerely in agreent.

"Then, may I ask, how should we address each other?"

Aiwass interjected in a tily manner.

By steering the conversation back, he also gave a subtle cushion to Sherlock.

"—Code nas."

Just then, the first elder suddenly spoke, "You can give yourself a code na and keep using it. Your code na and deeds will also circulate in the world of Transcendents... When there's nothing else to talk about, two Transcendents eting will usually discuss their experiences in the Dream Realm.

"But if you have multiple Paths to follow, make sure not to use the sa code na."

"It's not necessarily so..."

Sherlock explained, instinctively reaching for his cigar case in his chest pocket only to rember that this was the Dream Realm.

In the Dream Realm, clothes are just for show—even pockets do not serve the function of holding things. Only Extraordinary Items crafted with corresponding Mystical Skills can bring so things along. Like Aiwass, who was promoted through the Path of Devotion, he couldn't use his Phantom Cards.

"...Like , my code na is 'Detective'."

Sherlock replied, "Because on Glass Island, everyone knows who I am. So I also disdain to hide. Just like a clown, playing my solo part, which seems too ridiculous to those in the know.

"Of course, you newcors still rember to pick a code na. Don't let it slip in reality.

"...And, the old man missed out on sothing."

The young man tapped the armrest, emphasizing, "You can talk about your experiences from the Dream Realm, but don't go into too much detail. Otherwise, if soone hears a different version of the story from soone else, and compares it with your version, they'll know who you roughly are. They might even be able to pinpoint your location."

"You don't need to remind them of that, Sherlock."

The elder said indifferently, pausing with his cane, "It's the kind of mistake they'll only really rember after they've made it themselves once."

Sherlock's gaze suddenly focused on the elder's cane, and he was silent for a while.

But he did not ntion it, nor did he contradict what the elder said.

He only looked toward the Knight helt guy and Aiwass, and hardly glanced at the young lady, "Everyone report the Path you are advancing in and the code na you have chosen for yourselves. This is also the foundation for our cooperation... If you are willing, you can also ntion your Extraordinary Profession. But you don't have to tell the truth, and you don't have to believe everything others say.

"Let's start with —I'm the 'Detective,' and my Path is 'Wisdom'."

"I am... uh, just call 'Knight'."

The young Knight sighed helplessly and touched his helt, "I'm already wearing it, so not going by that na would just seem like I care too much about this matter. My profession is a 'Light Cavalry' of the Path of Authority, preparing to advance to 'Sky Cavalry'."

"Obviously, I am a Priest. Blessed by the grace of the Candle Master, I walk the Path of Devotion."

Aiwass, following suit, said with a smile, "You can call 'Fox'."

Soon it was the girl's turn.

She was a bit nervous and cleared her throat.

"Hello, seniors. I am a 'Prodigy' of the Path of Beauty, with the codena 'Lulu'... is that okay?"

She said it sowhat tentatively, uncertain if her codena would be accepted.

The others showed no response, with only Aiwass nodding gently toward her.

"Hello, Lulu."

"...Hello, Mr. Fox,"

Lulu whispered.

So that's it, the codena cos from "Lulu's Magic Flute"...

Aiwass mused in his mind.

"Prodigy"...

That is a rare profession on the Path of Beauty. One must showcase at least five artistic talents to be appointed.

The girl had no idea that her real-world identity had already been revealed quite a bit. Just by cross-referencing who enjoyed the opera "Lulu's Magic Flute," the puzzle was practically solved.

Tsk, tsk, tsk.

While they were introducing themselves, the other four individuals also erged one after another.

Eagerly, Aiwass recapped Sherlock's pointers for them and repeated the codenas and paths from "Detective" to "Lulu."

Thus, the remaining four also proceeded to introduce themselves:

"I am Basil, of the Path of Adaptation." This was a middle-aged woman who looked to be in her thirties.

"I am Cheese of the Path of Love! Because I love to eat cheese!"

The speaker was a little girl who appeared to be only eight or nine years old.

She was obviously not from Avalon, as in the Kingdom of Avalon, it was not allowed for soone of her age to beco a Transcendent.

"I am King of the Path of Balance, a 'Botanist.'"

A sowhat disheveled middle-aged man hurriedly replied, "If you need alchemical incense or essential oils, you can buy them from , I'll give a 10% discount off market prices for brothers and sisters! I can deliver within a twenty-kiloter radius of Mainz! Custom potions are available too... as long as I can make it, you'll receive it within twenty days of paying a deposit!"

Aiwass narrowed his eyes slightly.

He rembered that Mainz was a city in the Kingdom of Star Antimony... which made sense, as Star Antimony was a nation founded on Alchemy. Even their country na stemd from alchemical terms.

"I co from the Path of Transcendence, but I am not a Demon Scholar."

A gentle-voiced young woman in her twenties said, "You can call 'Coco'."

Similarly, she did not disclose her profession.

At that mont, everyone turned their gaze to the old man.

"Isn't it obvious?"

The elder paused, leaning on his cane, "There's only the Path of Dusk left.

"You can call 'Bone Sculptor'... it's sort of a hobby of mine."

Upon hearing this, Lulu seed to have sothing she wanted to say.

But just then, the stone hourglass suddenly regained its color. Emitting a brilliant golden glow, a ring of beautiful rainbow light burst forth like a halo.

[Sorry, everyone, I'm late.]

A resonant female voice suddenly filled the vast dark space.

[Have you all finished introducing yourselves? Then it's my turn.]

[I will be overseeing the ritual, I am an envoy of Lord Hourglass... you may call Erinys.]

In the next mont, the dark world turned bright.