Magician in Type-Moon

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It is a 'fool'.

He just didn't quite understand how Medea knew about this, since tarot card divination was a divination magic that only emerged after the end of the Age of Gods.

Of course, now is not the time to ask that.

"If we calculate according to the Major Arcana, the numbers become 0 to 21."

Matou Ike muttered something.

Reach out again, press the 0 position, rotate clockwise four times, and finally stop at the original 20 position.

Add four more 20s (And Four-score).

The mystery seems to be being solved.

However, the remaining amount in the hourglass is decreasing unpredictably.

There's a quarter left. Based on past experience, it should take less than five minutes.

The familiar "click" sound seemed to indicate an error.

"wrong......"

Matou Ike shook his head, but after only two seconds he started his next attempt.

This time, he chose to press the 0 position, rotated it twenty times, and finally stopped at the 4 position.

Although it's just a simple number exchange.

But the results were completely different.

Because Matou Pond suddenly reminded me of the location where the cruise ship docked, Morocco.

This is a place where French is an official language.

在法语中的80，不是4个20，而是有20个4。

Combined with the meaning of "Could not make Humpty Dumpty where he was before"—

—The short, fat man never returned to where he was.

Deciphering British nursery rhymes in French is downright absurd.

And at this time.

In the center of the room, the floorboards creaked open.

There is a staircase inside that leads into the darkness.

No matter how huge the passenger ship is, and how precious the space is, it still has such a device.

The hidden staircase leads to a dark corridor.

...To be honest, I'm a little excited.

Unlike previous events that revolved around magic or fighting, this series of mechanisms is more like a game.

It's like an amusement park.

“I’m becoming more and more interested in you, Mr. Van Fem.”

Matouchi murmured.

Despite having this feeling, he certainly didn't forget it.

This ship is a terrifying demonic realm created by the Dead Apostles, who existed since the Age of Gods.

Chapter 452 Corpse

The hidden staircase doesn't last long.

The footsteps pierced through the darkness and led to a spacious hall.

Dim lighting shone on what appeared to be marble flooring.

After a while, one figure after another appeared.

"Looks like this is the rendezvous point."

Matouchi looked around. In addition to the path he and Medea had taken, there were several other passageways in the hall.

Before long, a new figure appeared in the darkness.

"Oh dear, Mr. Matouike and Miss Medea."

"Miss Ye Sizhen."

He is the magician of the Spiral Pavilion.

Sure enough, this woman could easily pass that kind of game.

"If you can also get through the first game, that would be even better. After all, it's lonely to be alone."

Ye Sizhen said half-jokingly.

In addition, there was another figure from another dark spot.

"........."

The person who silently lowered their head had their face covered by Arabic-style fabric.

It is the sorcerer Azel.

Is everyone here?

Ye Sizhen asked with a smile.

Then, looking around at the figures of people, he said something rather strange.

"Miss Luvia doesn't seem to have shown up."

“She has given up,” Matou Ike replied briefly.

"Is that so? It's strange that that young lady would give up." Ye Sizhen glanced at Matouchi, seemingly deep in thought.

But only a moment later, she spoke again:

"Hmm, it'll probably be about one-third."

Matou Ike nodded; he certainly knew that Ye Sizhen was referring to how many people could break through the previous game.

Ye Sizhen smiled and continued:

"The number of people eliminated in the first round was about twice that of us. That's normal. At this stage, Mr. Van Fem probably only wants to eliminate those who rushed to cause trouble and make a profit after hearing about his last defeat."

Matou Ike asked casually:

"So it really is something like an escape game?"

"Ah, is that what the riddle is called? The key to my problem is the Celtic Triple Rune, isn't it?"

“…I see.” Matou Ike nodded slightly. “The riddle just now was designed for people like me. Although it wasn’t custom-made, it was probably created based on the type of person.”

A few minutes later, Ye Sizhen looked around.

"Hmm. It seems that these are the only people left? Mr. Van Fem's game design has unexpectedly strict requirements for newcomers."

"……Wait."

A hoarse voice suddenly emerged.

It is the sorcerer Azel.

It was unclear whether it was him or her, but that person spoke in a direction different from when the others had come.

"Did someone leave first?"

Following the line of sight, Ye Sizhen squatted down in front of the passageway.

"Yes, there are indeed some footprints, still warm from body heat—it seems someone finished the game before us and didn't wait here."

She immediately stood up and straightened the pin on her chest.

"If they come up with some rules that favor the first mover, that would be terrible. Let's catch up here immediately."

Ye Sizhen strode towards the new passage.

The others followed behind.

After walking down a short distance, the path turned into an upward staircase.

Space is already precious on a ship, yet they've spent so much on a hidden passageway accessible only to those attending the Fim Ship Banquet.

It's also possible that space was distorted through skillful magic, but even so—no, rather, the cost would likely increase further.

Magic-related items are generally considered the epitome of luxury.

The reason why the monarchs of the Clock Tower were almost all true nobles or wealthy people was because they had enough economic power to resist these money-consuming expenditures.

Suddenly, Matouike felt the wind move.

"Connected to the outside...?"

They quickened their pace slightly.

When she reached the end of the passage, Ye Sizhen held up her competition certificate.

It seems that this became the key, and the door opened silently to the side.

The room is huge.

Was it the movement of the wind that I felt through the slightly ajar window?

It offers a panoramic view of Monaco at night and is located on one of the upper decks of the yacht.

It looked like a VIP room, with crystal chandeliers on the ceiling casting light that illuminated the modern art and oil paintings hanging on the walls.

Judging from the style of this luxury cruise ship, it is probably the work of famous artists.

The path you walk along seems to be a hidden passage behind the bookshelves, and the connecting mechanical shelves display wines.

The other side of the glass door was filled with many bottles that looked very old, which must be coveted treasures by enthusiasts.

However, these were not the things that attracted everyone's attention.

The carpet, which had been laid out, was tragically stained red.