[Appearance: An exquisitely bound leather register, its surface smooth and slightly warm to the touch. After a registrant signs their name, the exact number of “sins” they’ve committed appears on the back.]
[Ability: Sin Recording, Demon’s Name, Target Locking]
[Cost: For the signer, your presence will be permanently recorded upon signing until death erases it. For the user, each use of its tracking ability consumes one of your own “sin” records.]
[File: An ancient anomalous item made from the cursed facial skin of a divine-tier demon, utilizing its innate rule-forcing power to discreetly record signers’ information and lock onto their current position (same plane only).
This special anomalous item was crafted by the Ninth Lord of Hell, the Lord of Betrayal, to prevent his subordinates from betraying him. It was directly sewn onto the flesh of his left hand.
But 375 years ago during an invasion, the Director of the Gemini Division ambushed the Lord of Betrayal, using the anomalous item [Dual Frames] to sever his left hand. The “Evil Degeneration List” sewn onto the back of his hand became a trophy of that battle and was stored in the Gemini Division’s warehouse…]
[Rating: Flip over the third signature book starting with “A”, you’ll find a surprising bonus]
[Taint Value: 0 (Signer)/Half the target’s current taint value (User)]
[Through observation and deduction, you’ve gained extensive intel about the “Evil Degeneration List”. Your resistance to it has greatly increased, now able to block deeper influences…]
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Gemini Division…
So this mission is related to the Aquarius Director? But wasn’t he severely wounded by the Director in the Deathscape and can’t return anytime soon? Could this be something he set up beforehand?
After reviewing the file of the [Evil Degeneration List] and recognizing familiar info, Leon instinctively furrowed his eyebrows. Following the suggestion in the rating section, he located the third signature book labeled with the letter A and casually flipped it over.
All white… The back of the signature book had been papered over.
Not just the back, but every page except the one he hadn’t signed yet was completely covered, showing only each guest’s code and the total amount of unpaid bills.
Frowning again, as Leon was about to peel off the paper covering the back, someone grabbed his arm.
“His Grace! Please don’t!”
The waiter quickly stopped Leon’s rash action, visibly relieved before awkwardly reminding him:
“According to the rules, all records, including yours, are completely confidential, known only to authorized personnel.
We do this to better protect our esteemed guests’ privacy. So please…”
“It’s just a drinking hole, why so mysterious?”
Recalling the Director’s warning “don’t alert them,” Leon narrowed his eyes, temporarily abandoning the idea of checking the signature book. Pretending to be annoyed, he threw the pen onto the register and grumbled: “Don’t look then, I won’t sign either!”
“Apologies, this way please!”
Seeing Leon give up checking the signature book, the waiter sighed in relief and no longer mentioned signing. He signaled someone behind the main platform to quickly put away the book while guiding Leon toward the stairs.
“This is the VIP Area!”
After ascending to the third floor, the waiter who almost caused a disaster led Leon to sit at the bar counter upstairs and earnestly introduced:
“If you prefer pure drinks over cocktails, the tapestry to your right can be lifted to reveal a private room more suitable for solitary sipping…”
“Got it.”
Interrupting the waiter, wanting to find the waiter named Jacob to investigate the wallet’s whereabouts, the ill-tempered Duke Leon shooed him away impatiently:
“Go down, I’ll wander around myself, I don’t need you here!”
“Alright…”
Seeing Leon’s displeased expression, seemingly having a bad impression due to the earlier signing incident, the waiter reluctantly nodded and respectfully said: “Then I won’t disturb you further, but according to the rules I can’t go too far. I’ll wait for you in the waiting room between the second and third floors.
If you need my service later, just have the third-floor waiter call out ‘Jacob’ at the waiting room entrance, and I’ll come back to continue serving you.”
“Hmm… Huh?”
Wait? You’re Jacob?
So you’re the waiter the Director wanted me to find? But shouldn’t you be in the VIP area on the third floor? Why are you greeting guests at the entrance now?”Hold on!
Before the waiter could retreat, Leon coughed and said:
“Maybe… you should stay.”
Jacob: ?
“I thought about it, since it’s my first time here, it’d be nice to have someone introduce things.”
…
Changing your mind too fast, huh? This His Grace is quite…
Though internally complaining, as a waiter, Jacob still maintained a polite and respectful smile without any flaws in etiquette.
No other reason, the person before him was someone he couldn’t possibly offend. That moment when he grabbed the Duke’s arm was purely reflexive, and when he realized what he’d done, his back was already damp with cold sweat.
Given the huge disparity in status, whatever request the other party made, simply following through was the best choice. If that situation happened again, he might not have the courage to grab the Duke’s arm once more.
“So… may I continue troubling you?”
“No problem, not a bother… Also, I’m not interested in cocktails. Take me to the room behind the tapestry.”
“Understood, this way please.”
Following Jacob into a clearly soundproof private room, Leon’s left fingertips pressed against the Black Goat’s forehead while his right hand pretended to search himself, then feigned surprise: “Huh? Where’s my wallet? How did I lose my wallet?”
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