Chapter 77: The Death of Mason Dill

Chapter 77: The Death of Mason Dill

His Majesty the King… Hearing Viscount Stratford’s answer, Xio was momentarily dazed. Her heart filled with confusion.

She found it difficult to understand why Shermane had deliberately approached this captain of the royal guards merely to investigate whom he truly served. It did not seem to be anything particularly important or valuable.

And Viscount Stratford’s answer had been perfectly orthodox, with not the slightest fault to be found.

Shermane gave her life just to obtain this answer? Xio originally wanted to follow up by asking why Shermane had investigated that seemingly minor matter. But in the blink of an eye, she considered that this might touch on comparatively core intelligence too quickly, causing Stratford—who had not yet completely entered the “state”—to resist. Thus, she temporarily restrained the impulse.

After a brief moment of thought, she instead asked,

“Do you know Mason Dill?”

“I do,” Viscount Stratford replied blankly.

Xio Derecha continued asking a comparatively simple, not-too-important question.

“Who is he?”

“He was the former captain of the royal guards.” Viscount Stratford answered only the question itself, without any additional explanation.

At that moment, Fors was not listening to the shallow stage of the Mind Reading. She took out the pure crystal ball and placed it inside Xio’s pocket.

After transferring the item, she bent down once more and cautiously tried to pick up that copper-green cross.

This time, as her fingers trembled slightly, the sensation of burning her soul did not surge through the touch, allowing her to easily pick up the item with several sharp spikes.

As expected, this cross rejects every mystical item other than itself. It cannot tolerate their existence… Uh, I am still carrying the Moon Paper Figurine and the residual spirituality of the ancient wraith, yet it has no reaction… That means it does not reject things that contain no Beyonder characteristics. It does not resist spirituality and power? If that is true, could it likewise reject the Beyonder characteristics inside my body, only with a less obvious manifestation… Is this its other negative effect, something that needs a certain amount of time before appearing? Fors formed a rough judgment regarding this ancient copper-green cross and cautiously placed it into the hidden pouch containing all kinds of ritual materials.

After finishing this, Fors lowered her head and glanced at the silver bracelet around her wrist, confirming that it was now empty and no longer had any ornaments hanging from it.

The five stones that allowed her to “teleport” had all been used up.

However, Fors was not as frightened as before. Although she had already confirmed that as the stones were consumed one after another, the ravings of the full moon would become clearer and more terrifying, she also knew that with Mr. Fool’s help, this was no longer a problem. Over the past nearly one year, if she had not needed to spend a short period of time above the gray fog every full moon or blood moon, she would almost have forgotten that she still endured the torment of the Full Moon Ravings.

I hope one day this curse will disappear completely… After withdrawing her gaze from the gradually dimming silver bracelet, Fors could not help sighing.

Immediately afterward, with utmost sincerity, she inwardly thanked Mr. Fool.

“…Regardless of what His true goal is, at the very least, He has saved me again and again. Not only from the Full Moon Ravings…

“This cross seems to be of quite a high level. I wonder whether Mr. Fool would be interested in it and whether He would be willing to accept my sacrifice… Previously, I had neither good items nor useful intelligence, so I had no way to repay that kindness. Now I finally see a possibility…

“Uh… This is joint loot. I only own half of it. I wonder whether Mr. Fool would accept a sacrifice of only half ownership… No, Xio has also been saved by Mr…