Chapter 34 Codename: Fox
Sherlock obviously didn't recognize Aiwass.
But seeing that Aiwass had been staring at him, he chuckled and said with interest: "I guess you have recognized me.
"The way you're dressed... I assume you're a student at the Royal Law Academy's seminary, right?"
"How do you know I'm from Avalon?"
Aiwass asked in return, "Mr. Sherlock Hermes?"
Of course, there was no need for him to hide. Or rather, this identity didn't need to be hidden. But at the same time, there was no need to actively expose it.
"If I were to describe the details, I'd know a lot, but that would be pretentious. The real reason is—we've only just arrived, and the ceremony hasn't begun searching for people further away. So you must be on Glass Island, and most likely in the Red and White Queens area. So, with the way you're dressed, you either look like a seminary student or a recent pastor.
"But the level of a priest after graduation will not be so low. So I guess you are a sophomore, preparing for your first advancement."
Without waiting for Aiwass to reply, Sherlock added slowly, "I assume you two are new here. Just in case... as the saying goes, people's hearts are unpredictable. My advice is, don't reveal your true identity."
As he said this, a petite girl in a white dress suddenly appeared out of nowhere in the chair next to Aiwass. She leaned back in panic, as if suddenly awakened, and only felt a little relieved when she found herself leaning against the back of the chair.
Aiwass couldn't see her face clearly either, but he could tell from her figure and outline that she was dignified and beautiful.
He easily concluded that this was a young lady from a wealthy family. The ceremony was still underway on the glass island.
Sherlock on the side paused and continued:
"...In the dream world, we can't see each other's faces, can't remember each other's images, and the voices we hear are different from those in reality. However, rituals reveal the type and depth of one's path, as well as each person's unique tricks. If this information were to leak into reality, it could cause trouble.
"For example, illegal transcendents..."
At this point, Sherlock glanced at the guy in the knight helmet next to him: "You might get caught by the Supervisory Bureau because of this."
"……Well."
The young man in the helmet smiled awkwardly upon hearing this: "I haven't joined the Supervisory Bureau yet, Mr. Sherlock—I've read your newspaper! You're my idol!"
"Ninety-nine out of a hundred students at the Royal Law School would say the same thing, but what they admire about me isn't my intelligence or analytical skills, but the fact that I frequently appear in the newspapers."
Sherlock chuckled, his tone steady. "You'll find out next time you advance—in the dream world, there's no need to wear your helmet. No one can remember your face. On the contrary, your naive and reckless personality might make you recognized."
"...Thank you, Mr. Sherlock."
Despite being harshly criticized, the knight student showed no sign of dissatisfaction. He simply nodded in agreement.
"So, may I ask, how should we address each other?"
Aiwass spoke at the right time.
While turning the topic back, he also gave Sherlock some groundwork.
"—Codename."
At this moment, the first old man suddenly spoke up, "You can give yourself a code name and keep using it. Your code name and deeds will also spread in the world of extraordinary people... When there is nothing else to talk about, two extraordinary people will usually talk about their experiences in the dream world.
"But if you have multiple paths to take, remember not to use the same code name."
"That's not necessarily true..."
As Sherlock explained, he habitually tried to pull out his cigar box from his chest, but found that he was in a dream.
In the dream world, clothes are merely decorative—even pockets can't hold anything. Only extraordinary items crafted using the mystical techniques of the corresponding path can be brought in. For example, Aiwass, who ascended through the path of devotion, cannot use his own phantom cards.
"...For example, my code name is 'Detective'."
Sherlock replied, "Because on Glass Island, everyone knows who I am. So I don't bother to hide. Performing my own one-man show like a clown is too ridiculous to those who know the truth.
"Of course, you new guys should still remember to pick a code name. Don't let it slip in real life.
"...Also, this old man forgot to mention one thing."
The young man tapped the armrest and emphasized, "You can tell others about your dreams, but don't go into too much detail. Otherwise, if someone hears a different version of the story from someone else, they could compare it to yours and figure out who you are. They might even be able to pinpoint your location."
"No need to remind them of this, Sherlock."
The old man said calmly, pausing his cane: "You have to suffer this kind of loss once to remember it deeply."
Sherlock's eyes suddenly focused on the old man's cane and he stared at it in silence for a while.
But he did not mention this matter, nor did he object to what the old man said.
He simply glanced at the knight helmeted man and Aiwass, not even glancing at the young lady. "You all should tell me the path you wish to take to advance, as well as the codenames you have chosen for yourself. This is also the basis of our cooperation... If you'd like, you can also tell me 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 me—I'm the Detective, and my path is Wisdom."
"I'm... uh, call me 'Knight'."
The knight-headed young man touched his helmet helplessly. "I'm already wearing it. If I don't call it that, it seems like I care too much about it. My class is 'Light Cavalry' of the Way of Authority, and I'm preparing to advance to 'Air Cavalry'."
"Obviously, I am a priest. By the grace of the candlelighter, I walk the path of devotion."
Aiwass then said with a smile: "You can call me 'Fox'."
Soon it was the girl's turn.
She was a little nervous and cleared her throat.
"Hello, seniors. I'm the 'jack of all trades' of the Path of Beauty, codenamed 'Lulu'... Is that alright?"
She felt a little guilty as she spoke, unsure if her codename would be accepted.
No one else responded at all, only Aiwass nodded gently at her.
"Hello, Lulu."
"...Hello, Mr. Fox."
Lulu whispered.
So, the codename comes from "Lulu's Magic Flute"...
Aiwass thought to himself.
"All-rounder"...
This is a rare profession on the path of beauty. To be employed, one must demonstrate at least five artistic talents.
The girl had no idea that her true identity had already been exposed. By checking who liked the opera "Lulu's Magic Flute," she was basically done.
Tsk tsk tsk.
As they introduced themselves, the other four people appeared one after another.
Aiwass enthusiastically repeated Sherlock's advice to them and repeated the code name and path from "Detective" to "Lulu".
Then the remaining four people introduced themselves:
"I'm Basil, and I'm adapted to the Tao." This is a middle-aged woman who looks a little older, about thirty years old.
"I'm Cheese from the Path of Love! Because I love eating cheese!"
The person who spoke was a little girl who looked only eight or nine years old.
She was obviously not from Avalon, because in the Kingdom of Avalon, people of this age were not allowed to become extraordinary people.
"I am the King of the Path of Balance, a Botanist."
A middle-aged man, looking somewhat down and out, quickly replied, "If you need alchemical incense or essential oils, you can buy them from me. I'll give you a 10% discount on the market price! I can deliver to homes within 20 kilometers of Mainz! Custom potions are also available... As long as I can make them, I'll deliver them within 20 days of receiving the deposit!"
Aiwass narrowed his eyes slightly.
He remembered that Mainz was a city in the Star Kingdom... which was normal, as Star Kingdom was founded on alchemy. Their country's name also came from alchemy.
"I come from the Path of Transcendence, but I am not a demonologist."
A young woman who looked to be in her early twenties said in a gentle voice, "You can call me 'Coco'."
Likewise, she did not disclose her occupation.
At this moment, everyone turned their eyes to the old man.
"Isn't it obvious?"
The old man paused his cane calmly and said, "There is only the dusk road left.
"You can call me 'Bone Sculptor'...it's my hobby."
Hearing this, Lulu seemed to have something to say.
But at this moment, the stone hourglass suddenly regained its color, emitting a brilliant golden glow, and a beautiful rainbow light like a star ring emanated from it.
Sorry everyone, I'm late.
A female voice with full reverberation suddenly sounded in the empty dark space.
[Have you finished introducing yourselves? Now it's my turn.]
[This ceremony will be presided over by me. I am the apostle of Master Sand Time... You can call me Erini.]
The next moment, the dark world suddenly became bright.
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Reincarnated Banshee and Reborn Daughter Save the World
I left the prosperous modern capital of the Alchemy Kingdom and went to a barbaric land with beautiful scenery but the only daily entertainment was fighting with dragons.
Just because of a letter sent by my senior.
"Hello, time traveler, I am reborn."
(End of this chapter)
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