Eldritch Horror Theatre

Indeed, this was Fu Qian's sudden stroke of inspiration.

Right now, restricted to a Mortal Body, he needed to handle an entity the Warehouse considered difficult to fight even in a Transcendent Tier form.

It was abstract, but since it was so impossible to fight head-on, he might as well try outsmarting it.

For instance, by opening his brain and completely abandoning his self-awareness.

He had already seen that the Holy Grail could instill knowledge even into living corpses. Was it possible for it to achieve something on the level of the brain dance from Bairluk Town?

If successful, he would become the least threatening Anchor Point to it—a perfect pawn.

It might not spare him in the end, but until everyone else in the know was dead, he would most likely be safe.

But to that invisible adversary, he would still be a target that had to be eliminated.

If their priorities clashed, the Holy Grail would have a chance to confront "It" directly, and thereby realize "Its" existence.

This was why Fu Qian had chosen to slice his head into the shape of the See Me Faction during the puzzle.

Right now, the Holy Grail was in the closest possible contact with his mind.

And of all the "eyes" he had encountered, the See Me Faction's were clearly the most open and receptive.

If his hypothesis was possible, this was the perfect time, place, and method.

Here he had to marvel once again: knowledge was power!

However...

Even after doing all this, and despite a bizarre sensation washing over him for a brief moment, Fu Qian still hadn't reached the envisioned level of a brain dance.

Was this still not enough?

This attempt—pushing timing, location, and condition to their absolute limits—was not going as smoothly as he had hoped.

"And here I thought I could skip math class!"

Fu Qian showed no disappointment, however, nor did he continue waiting.

Muttering to himself, he casually set his skullcap down, began slicing off his fingers one by one, and dropped them back into the cup in front of him.

...

[Task Completed]

[Current task updated: Find the Blind Eye Holy Grail]

"You're awake?"

As he successfully completed the puzzle and his vision returned, Charlotte's slightly astonished voice drifted over.

Glancing in the direction of the voice, he saw that two people were still dead, and he was once again the last to wake up.

Fu Qian still didn't respond, first reaching up to feel the top of his head.

Just like his fingers, the wound he had carved into his skull had completely healed.

Fortunately, that bizarre sensation lingered.

It seemed that once a connection was established, the shape of the "eye" didn't matter as much.

"Left Hand, can you hear me?"

Charlotte's voice was already tinged with displeasure.

Of course, he had no idea that this displeasure was only the beginning.

"What's that smell?"

Faced with Charlotte's questioning, Fu Qian's expression instantly turned lively. He sniffed the air and asked.

"...I'm very curious about what kind of puzzle you encountered to keep you under until now."

Amid Scrooge's burst of laughter, Charlotte's face turned livid as he cooperatively asked.

"Sage..." Fu Qian said. "Is it possible to encounter a completely incomprehensible puzzle?"

Using this question, Fu Qian turned directly to look at Sage.

Incomprehensible?

Sage had been observing Fu Qian intently ever since he opened his eyes and touched his head. Now, he narrowed his eyes.

"Theoretically, no. Describe the process."

"I can't describe it."

"Then how did you arrive at the answer?"

For a moment, even Ais couldn't help interjecting.

"That's a good question..."

Unexpectedly, those words plunged Fu Qian into deep thought.

"How did I do it...?"

Muttering to himself, he moved his hands to his face and pressed them against his eyes.

"I just seemed to know the answer, even if the answer itself was incomprehensible..."

Without needing to look, Fu Qian knew exactly what kind of suspicion these words would plant in Sage.

In fact, that was exactly the point.

Now, let's confirm the situation one last time.

Inside the ancient Ruins of the Blind Eye Society, a team of its spiritual successors was trying to recover the Holy Grail...

But the Holy Grail's very nature dictated that this awareness would make them targets...

Both sides were perfectly aware of this...

But what they didn't know was that an imperceptible, unstoppable, and indestructible supernatural entity existed here...

Like the Holy Grail, "It" likely didn't possess a conventional concept of being alive, but rather operated according to some essential attribute...

The only behavioral principle he could roughly infer so far was that it aimed to keep the Holy Grail dormant while minimizing its own exposure...

Meanwhile, he was trying to become the Holy Grail's pawn, and right before doing so, he had hinted to Old Man Sage that his origins were unknown...

Sage would most likely repeat his old tricks, using him and the entity behind him as cannon fodder...

There were six people left in the team, all currently on guard against him. The Holy Grail probably wouldn't manipulate him into a reckless frontal assault, but would instead bide its time, meaning the exploration would likely proceed as normal...

As for the unknowable "It," the entity was clearly very patient, unless this unexpected pawn brought about a change in the Holy Grail that "It" couldn't tolerate...

That was about it. It was worth attempting a hangover.

The next moment, Fu Qian exerted force with his hands, gripped both his eyeballs, and ruthlessly gouged them out.

[Your eyes will deceive you]

The Blind Eye Society had held this view centuries ago, and their solution was to look with "true eyes."

For instance, that stone statue listening to the teachings—aside from the "eye" that almost certainly existed on top of its head, it even covered its original eyes to minimize the chance of being misled by illusions.

This dedication to purity was well worth emulating.

Whether the Holy Grail thought so or not, it was absolutely worth learning from.

...

Accompanied by severe pain, a gurgling sound of a scream forcibly suppressed in the throat echoed in the quiet air.

Fu Qian eliminated the possibility of being deceived by mortal eyes in a manner purer than even the Blind Eye Society.

Now, it seemed the Holy Grail finally considered him a qualified pawn.

And Madam Grace truly hadn't lied—this feeling was entirely unique!

Here in the perilous Underground, with his vision completely pitched in darkness, Fu Qian casually tossed the gouged-out eyeballs aside, and the last thought in his mind came to an abrupt halt.

...

"Are you crazy?"

With the faint scent of blood wafting up, the quiet air was finally broken.

Ais, the last to ask a question, stared dumbfoundedly at Left Hand standing there.

Following that incomprehensible act, only two bloody holes remained on his face.

This horrifying scene made her voice turn dry.

At the same time, the sound of vomiting came from the side. It was another interrogator, Charlotte, repeating his old trick and successfully diluting the scent of blood in the air.

His tolerance in certain areas was truly somewhat sensitive.

"Sage?"

Scrooge, however, couldn't be bothered to mock him again. He frowned and looked at Sage leading the team. The wings on the latter's Golden Staff were still fluttering.

"Looks like he needs to be disposed of."

"No rush."

To Scrooge's surprise, in the face of Left Hand's crazy behavior, Sage's expression actually softened a little.

"Every team member has their own value. We cannot abandon him easily."

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