Amid the turbulent, ever-rising deep blue waves of the sea, the *Future* seemed no more than a leaf, occasionally lifted high and then dashed back down. Within this expanse, several pirate vessels were also navigating, accustomed now to this rhythm as naturally as the rising of the sun. Upon returning to reality, Lady Galadriya of the *Star Above* paused only briefly before unfolding her parchment and taking up her pen. She wished to inquire about any recent developments at the Queen's court. In truth, even before the Sir of the *Fool* announced His entry into slumber, Galadriya had already sensed the coming of great change. Whether it was the sudden closing of doors or the cascading meteor showers illuminating the world above, as the Prophetess, she had been stirred by these signs, glimpsing faint, indistinct visions. Of course, limited by her own level, dignity, and identity, she lacked sufficient understanding of the specific events and was unable to grasp exactly what had prompted the "Knight of Pentacles" to enter slumber. Thus, she turned to Bernadette, the already-promoted angel who led a mysterious organization and held powerful seals in her hands—the "Mysterious Queen"—for answers. Just as Gadeleia had summoned her messenger and retrieved the letter she had written, she suddenly paused. At that moment, the deep purple in her eyes intensified, becoming remarkably rich and flowing like a river. She sensed that the "Knight of Pentacles" had entered slumber. A sense of unease, confusion, and a touch of sadness surged within the heart of this "Star-warden." For some inexplicable reason, an indescribable stirring arose in her, and two tears slipped down her cheeks without her conscious effort. She seemed to understand something, yet remained utterly unclear—she only knew that the Knight of Pentacles' slumber would last for an unknown duration before he would awaken again. Removed her heavy glasses resting on her nose, Galadriya wiped her眼角, steadying her emotions. She then walked to the window and looked out toward the deck. Frank Lee was enthusiastically inviting the crew to sample his newly brewed "beer," yet not a single pirate dared to try it. "Good thing I had Charles delivered to the Queen in advance. Now I just need to keep an eye on Frank... Without the 'Fool's' constant presence, I must be more vigilant, more attentive. Hmm, I need to find something beyond his research duties for Frank—he's first mate, and he can't always just be doing his regular work..." Galadriya thought seriously, as she pondered the "Star Above." After carefully considering how to monitor Frank and how to assign a small number of pirates from the "Earth" and "Moon" paths to other vessels, Galadriya shifted her focus to the matter of the "Hidden Sage." Although she is now one of the Ten Pillars of the Moss Monastic Order, she has not been particularly trusted by the president or the other senior leaders due to her less prominent origins and limited influence from the "Hidden Sage." She remains a marginalized figure, operating in her own circle with her own network of power, somewhat detached from the core of the organization. In a sense, her relationship with the Moss Monastic Order is more that of a collaborator—needing a powerful faction and a strong leader to carry her vision across the Five Seas, while simultaneously seeking the knowledge and materials she requires. To obtain information about the symbolic deity, the "Hidden Sage," who has recently awakened and to verify his current state, she must become a core member of the Order. "With my current status, I have no difficulty participating in the internal decision-making of the Moss Monastic Order." Only by truly engaging in these can one access more resources and elevate one's own standing... Yet, this proves highly dangerous—even if the "Hidden Sage" state remains largely uninvolved, minimizing direct interference in the Moth Monastery's day-to-day operations, other senior figures will respond with resistance due to perceived infringements on their authority and persistent doubts. Among the Ten Pillars, at least two remain opaque to me, instilling an intuitive sense of danger. "And assessing the current state of the 'Hidden Sage' will be even more perilous; any slight misstep and He will immediately infiltrate and contaminate me," Gardeleia, the "Star Above," finds the task entrusted to the "Ace of Wands" increasingly daunting. Having long operated on the periphery of the Moth Monastery, maintaining a pirate identity, she harbors these concerns—fearful that deepening her involvement in internal affairs might expose her ongoing connection to the "Mysterious Queen," and that one day, she might be simultaneously accused of espionage by all ten Pillars and swiftly eliminated. At this moment, Cadrya even considered abandoning her duties as the Knight of the Fool and her position as one of the Ten Pillars of the Morse Monastery, returning to the Dawn Star, back to the Queen's side. Then she would no longer have to worry about such matters—the Queen could handle any issues that arose. Since leaving the Dawn Star, where everything had to be managed by herself, Cadrya had always felt a deep sense of weariness, a heavy weight on her shoulders. Yet this thought merely passed through her mind and was soon set aside. She sighed softly, realizing she would never again return to the carefree days of a child. Now, she bore not only her own life's journey, but also the fate of her crew—Frank, His, and Nina. Moreover, she had already foreseen the coming of the end, and hoped that when it arrived, she would become the Queen's most trusted ally, standing beside her to make a difference in the world. Cadrya closed her eyes and murmured softly, "Then let us face it." Let her truly immerse herself in the Moes Monastery, gather the necessary information. After making this decision, the "Star Sovereign" Cadrya no longer concealed her strength. She raised both hands and cast a fairy tale spell. To the pirate crew members sailing nearby, the "Future" and its accompanying vessels simultaneously became ethereal, transforming into countless bubbles. Under the glow of light, these bubbles reflected a dreamlike array of colors. Then, one by one, they dissolved into the sea water. The "Future" and its fleet thus vanished from everyone's sight. Many seasoned pirates were first stunned and amazed, then simultaneously thought: "A new king has risen upon the sea. The Queen of the Stars!" ... In Beckland, within a house. Before he could clear his thoughts, Heward saw Folshe's figure swiftly materializing ahead, exclaiming, "Your task was incredibly risky!" Heward paused, instinctively pointing out the issue: "You didn't knock." That was the worst aspect of sharing a home with a "student" on the path to becoming a demi-god. Folshe paused for a moment of self-reflection, then firmly replied, "You didn't close the door." She gestured toward the slightly ajar bedroom door. It truly hadn't occurred to me to close it—after all, it was an impromptu gathering with no prior preparation. Heward opened his mouth, but couldn't find the words. Both of them exchanged silent glances, and neither broke the stillness for a long time. Eventually, Folshe decided to set aside her earlier complaint and refocused on the task itself: "Tasks involving sequence and uniqueness are genuinely very risky." "As she finished speaking, recalling that Hov had already accepted the gift from the 'Fool,' her eyes grew steadily moist and she murmured softly, 'Remember to ask me for help. At least, at least that would have gotten you out of there safely.' For them, experiences involving the Level 1 sequence were rare—beyond the 'Fool' and the 'World' Germaine Spalro, they had only been observed by some being whose name could not be directly mentioned. Most of the time, they had merely contributed small, peripheral efforts during such events, never facing enemies worthy of being called 'Him.' Thus, the thought that their close friend's mission now involved not only Level 1 exceptional traits but also uniqueness and a true deity filled Fols with an uncontrollable sense of tension and concern. Hov smiled gently and said, 'It's just about gathering clues and uncovering the truth—no need to face them directly.' She paused briefly and added, 'With the end of days approaching, we'll have to do something.'" "Look, even the 'Fool' is falling into slumber—how much more so for us mere mortals? If we can't quickly ascend to demi-god status, we might not even have the strength to do anything at all. But now, now at least there's hope. At least we can still attempt to awaken the 'Fool.' " Vorth had experienced many things and long ago understood this truth. Just now, it had been purely an emotional outpouring, now she had calmed down. She thought for a moment and asked, "What will you do next?" "Relying solely on my own investigations will certainly be insufficient—I'll need to tap into the intelligence network of the Ninth Directorate. I plan to find a suitable opportunity to inform them that I have now become a Sequence 4 demi-god. To avoid suspicion, this may require Miss Justice to provide subtle hints and make some arrangements." Vorth answered seriously. Forsyth's thoughts raced. "I'll write a script for you—well, I'll play the villain, someone going mad in their attempt to advance to the rank of Sequence 4 'Enforcer Mage,' only to be defeated by you..." As she spoke, the story took shape, and she immediately sat down at Thorne's desk, pulling out paper and pen, writing swiftly. "Once the story is complete, I'll have the 'Justice' lady make a few adjustments so it seems plausible." Forsyth said while writing. As a "Secret Mage," she was certain her conversation would remain confidential. Thorne pondered. "Isn't your primary task now to write biographies and stories?" "Ah, that's easy—actually, I've already thought through countless plot points in my mind, with plenty of material. No, not really..." Forsyth mumbled, then fully focused on crafting a script for Thorne and securing recognition from MI9. Seeing her friend fully absorbed in her own work, a gentle smile began to spread across Thorne's face. She immediately turned her gaze toward the half-opened room, hearing her brother, Lo Dierch, apparently reciting ancient Fussak words—essential for legal studies and becoming a lawyer. Their mother, meanwhile, was giving instructions to two servants to remember to clean the living room. These sounds reached Eoh's ears, gradually firming her expression. Though the outcome of facing the senior officers at MI9 was uncertain, though the dangers of completing the tasks assigned by the "Knight of the Fool" were unknown, though the nature of the end times remained a mystery, Eoh knew that if she did nothing, if she failed to take on a certain level of risk and simply enjoyed the beauty of family life, she would ultimately be overwhelmed—like most unprepared people facing a flood, flailing only to be swept away. Now, at least, there was a path paved with thorns, and at least a glimmer of light along it. This required a resolve to sacrifice, and the courage to grasp it. PS: I'd like to recommend a book titled "I Gained a Special Advantage in My Cultivation Journey." This is a world where ancient deities and immortals have passed away, and demons and evil spirits have quietly grown in strength. Martial arts thrive here, with nine ranks leading to immortality. Zhou Heng crosses over to this world and becomes a regular apprentice at a martial arts academy, diligently training while also working hard to make a living. One day, he activates his special advantage—after improving his cultivation skills, he can open fortune bags!