The Righteous Player(s)

at I’m not compatible with it.
So then, it makes sense for me to answer all questions of a future deity.
If you have any questions, ask.
I will answer it if I can,” said Benjamin frankly.

Annan had no objection.

What Benjamin said is true.
I want to make good friends with you while you’re weak and even offer you some benefits.
I have already expressed my intention directly.
It just seems like a natural thing to do.

With that, Annan behaved obediently.

The “Book of Truth” was equivalent to the Godhead.

As long as the Gold Rank elite could have a piece of torn Truth pages, he could attain the Truth level.
Frankly speaking, the Truth level was the process of searching and hunting each other who possessed the pages of the same Book of Truth.

As long as one could complete the Book of Truth and accumulate enough power or “experience,” the person would become a new deity.

It sounds like it’s not too difficult.

Annan was only at the Bronze Rank, but he already had two pages.

At this rate, he wouldn’t even attain Gold Rank even after he had collected all pages.

But, the Book of Divine Transporter…

What’s the truth in this?

Many thoughts flashed in Annan’s mind.

Finally, he decided to tell the truth.

Anyway, in the real world, Benjamin and Don Juan wouldn’t know what they were talking about here.
So the worst outcome was that the other party refused to cooperate.
In that case, Annan would commit suicide 3 times to leave the dungeon instance.

After 3 days, Annan could enter the dungeon instance again and ask again.

Even if the information was mixed with false news, it didn’t matter much.

Anyway, Annan would not have believed them all.

“…En.” Annan nodded, “And, I need your help.

“I’m Annan Austere-Winter.
I temporarily lost part of my memory, and I was trapped in the Noah Kingdom.
Because of the similarity in appearance, I temporarily borrowed the identity of Lord Don Juan to manage his territory.
Using torn Truth pages power, I’m going against the Venerated Skeleton and Rotten Man at the Freezing Water Port.

“Now, Master Michelangelo is about to be reborn.
My friend Salvatore wants to help Master Michelangelo to complete the resurrection.
Rotten Man Church intends to use ‘Ritual: Eradicate Reincarnations’ to interrupt the resurrection ritual on that day.
I hope you can tell me more details about the habit of ‘Don Juan.’ Also, Master Benjamin, do you know what Rotten Man’s plan is in Roseburg? How should I help Michelangelo and how to stop Rotten Man’s church plan?”

Annan originally wanted to say, “If things go well, I will return the favor in the future.” But when he was about to say this, it felt weird and didn’t make sense.

That promise simply felt like a scam.

Benjamin and Don Juan looked at each other.

Don Juan thought for a long time before nodding slowly.

“Sure.” Don Juan replied seriously, “Then, the future Duke, Your Majesty Deity.
I hope you can treat my people kindly.”

“That’s natural.” Annan breathed a sigh of relief.
He managed to achieve his goal in the nightmare this time.

“But before that, I have one more question.
Why would they believe that you would drink that glass of wine?” Annan interrupted and addressed his confusion.

He asked carefully, “In the false information they learned, they would think that your curse is ‘can’t drink wine given by someone older than you’ and ‘can’t ingest squid.’ The wine is intended to incur the curse backlash.
Then why would they believe that you would drink the wine from the old housekeeper? As long as you don’t drink it, it would be right, right?”

“Naturally, it’s because Adolphus isn’t older than me.”

Benjamin said leisurely, “Sir Count knows my real curse.
He won’t send someone older than me to bring me wine, and I know Adolphus.
He has always been Don Juan’s housekeeper.
I know everything about him.
He has always poured my wine.

“So, to kill me, they must curse Adolphus.
I have sensed the smell of decay.
The scent belongs to the Ritual: Aging Curse.

“—And this is a voluntary curse.”

At this point, Benjamin’s expression was a bit stern.

Don Juan also realized something and was silent.

Benjamin said softly, “In order not to have my perception detect it, they can only use the excuse of murdering Don Juan to divert the murderous intent.
In other words, Adolphus willingly accepts the curse of aging and assassinates his master Don Juan rather than believing and asking us for help.

“Sigh…never mind.” The old wizard sighed deeply and slowly