Sherlock obviously did not recognize Aiwass.
But seeing that Aiwass was still staring at him, he chuckled and said with interest: "I guess you have recognized me.
"You look so dressed... I guess you're a student at the Royal Law School's seminary, right?"
"How do you know I'm from Avalon?"
Aiwass asked in return: "Mr. Sherlock Hermes?"
Of course, there is no need for him to hide. In other words, this identity does not need to be hidden. But at the same time, there is no need to actively expose it.
"If we talk about the details, we can see a lot, but it would be pretentious to say so. Because the real reason is that we have just arrived not long ago, and the ceremony has not yet begun to search for people farther away. So you must be on Glass Island, and most likely in the Red and White Queen District. Then the way you are dressed, you must be a student at the seminary or a priest after graduation.
"But the level of a priest after graduation will not be so low. So I think you should be a sophomore, preparing for your first advancement."
Without waiting for Aiwass to answer, Sherlock added slowly: "I think both of you should be newcomers. Just in case... As the saying goes, people's hearts are hard to predict. My advice is, don't reveal your real identity."
When he said this, a petite girl in a white dress suddenly appeared on the chair next to Aiwass. She leaned back in panic as if she had suddenly woken up, and only felt 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 judged that this should be a rich lady. The ceremony was still being searched in the glass island.
Sherlock on the side paused and continued:
“… In the dream world, we cannot see each other’s faces, cannot remember each other’s images, and the voices we hear are different from those in reality. However, the ritual will reveal the type and depth of one’s path, as well as each person’s unique little tricks. If this information is leaked into reality, it may cause some trouble.
"For example, illegal supernatural beings..."
At this point, Sherlock glanced at the guy in the knight helmet next to him: "It's possible that you will be caught by the Supervisory Bureau because of this."
"… Well."
The young man wearing a helmet smiled awkwardly upon hearing this: "I haven't entered the Supervisory Bureau yet, Mr. Sherlock - I've read your newspaper! You are my idol!"
"Ninety-nine out of a hundred students at the Royal Law School would say that, but what they admire about me is not my wisdom or analytical ability, but the fact that I often appear in the newspapers."
Sherlock snorted, his tone was even, "You'll know next time you advance - in the dream world, you don't need to wear your helmet. Because no one can remember your face. On the contrary, your naive and reckless personality may make people recognize you."
"… Thank you, Mr. Sherlock."
The knight student who was criticized harshly did not show any dissatisfaction. He just nodded sincerely.
"Then may I ask, how should we address each other?"
Aiwass spoke at the right time.
While turning the topic back, he also gave Sherlock a little cushion.
"—code name."
At this moment, the first old man suddenly said, "You can give yourself a code name and keep using it. Your code name and deeds will also be spread in the world of extraordinary people... When there is nothing to talk about, two extraordinary people usually talk about what they have seen and heard in the dream world when they meet.
"But if you have multiple paths to take, remember not to use the same code name."
"Not necessarily..."
As Sherlock explained, he habitually reached into his chest to take out his cigar box, but found that he was in the dream world.
In the dream world, clothes are just decorations—even pockets can’t hold things. Only extraordinary items made by oneself using the mysterious skills of the corresponding path can be brought in. For example, Aiwass was promoted through the path of dedication, so he couldn’t use the phantom cards he made.
"… 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, the old man missed one thing.”
The young man tapped the handrail and emphasized, "You can tell others about what you saw and heard in your dream world, but don't go into too much detail. Otherwise, if someone hears a different version of the story from someone else, they can compare it with your version and know who you are. They may even be able to locate you directly."
"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 just looked at the guy with the knight helmet and Aiwass, and didn't even look at the young lady: "You all should report the path you want to advance, and the code name you give yourself. This is also the basis of our cooperation... If you want, you can also report 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 am 'Detective', and my path is 'Wisdom'."
"I'm... uh, call me 'Knight'."
The knight-headed boy touched the helmet on his head helplessly: "I'm already wearing it. If I don't call it that, it seems that I care too much about it. My profession is the 'Light Cavalry' of the Way of Authority, and I'm preparing to advance to 'Air Cavalry'."
"Obviously, I am a priest. I walk the path of devotion by the grace of the candlelighter."
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 ok?"
She said this with a guilty conscience, not sure if her code name would be accepted.
No one else responded, only Aiwass nodded gently at her.
"Hello, Lulu."
“… Hello, Mr. Fox.”
Lulu whispered.
So that’s it, the code name comes from “Lulu’s Magic Flute”…
Aiwass thought in his heart.
“All-rounder”…
This is a rare profession on the path of beauty. You must show at least five artistic talents to get the job.
This girl didn't realize that her real identity had already been exposed. Then she confirmed who liked the opera "Lulu's Magic Flute" and basically finished the box.
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 one after another:
"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 am 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 who looked a little down and out quickly replied, "If you need alchemical incense or essential oils, you can buy them from me. I'll give you brothers and sisters a 10% discount on the market price! We can deliver to your home within 20 kilometers around Mainz! You can also customize the medicine... As long as it's something I can do, I'll deliver it within 20 days of receiving the deposit!"
Aiwass narrowed his eyes slightly.
He remembered that Mainz was a city in the Xingtan Kingdom... This was normal, as Xingtan was founded on alchemy. Their country name also came from alchemy.
"I come from the Path Beyond, 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 with his cane calmly and said: "There is only dusk left.
"You can call me 'bone carving'... 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.
Sorry guys, I'm late.
A female voice with full reverberation suddenly sounded in the empty dark space.
Have you finished introducing yourselves? Then it's my turn.
I will preside over this ceremony. I am the apostle of Lord Sand Clock... You can call me Erini.
The next moment, the dark world suddenly became bright.