Since Mr. Gemini mentioned it, Cantona has been paying attention to dark cuisine. He said, “I’ve investigated the dark cuisine branch a bit and found out that a genius director from the Gourmet Association fell and wanted to try a forbidden shortcut. He was discovered in the end but managed to escape even though the entire Gourmet Association was involved.”

“That person is so evil!” Estella said, realizing the case of the inner organ killer had such deep repercussions. “Mr. Gemini, feel free to reach out if you need any assistance. I’m willing to help!”

“Thank you all. With Mr. Cancer’s reminder, we are getting closer to the truth,” Li Xin said, acknowledging Mr. Cancer’s contribution.

Christian’s lips curled slightly. Gemini—this person is a bit troublesome, but he has a good memory.

“Imprisonment isn’t very useful against them. Unlike the Fallen, even if they lose control, they can still self-harm, which doesn’t prove a connection with dark cuisine. Besides, dark cuisine was once part of the Cooking Association; it just wasn’t accepted in the Sixth Epoch. It’s actually quite simple; people who have eaten dark cuisine feel nauseated or even undergo bodily changes when they eat Gourmet Association’s dishes,” Christian said. “The Gourmet Association would be more than willing to cooperate on this matter.”

“Mr. Cancer, I really want to give you a big hug to show my respect and praise!” Li Xin said sincerely.

“That’s not necessary,” Christian immediately declined, thinking he might consider it if it were Miss Aries.

“As expected of Mr. Cancer!” Cantona gave a thumbs-up. This wasn’t flattery; it was genuine praise. This kind of confidential knowledge sounds simple, but those who don’t know about it can’t even imagine it.

“Everyone’s too kind. Our Round Table Conference is like a big family, and helping each other is expected,” Christian said as he raised his chin and casually waved his hand, starting to feel the right atmosphere.

Cantona looked at the star map on the dome and said, “The time’s about right. Next is the private communication time. Anyone who needs it can stay.”

Christian stood proudly, surveying the surroundings. Taurus cleared his throat a few times. “I have something to discuss with Mr. Gemini.”

Everyone nodded.

“Good night.”

Christian leaned back, his figure disappearing from the Twelve Zodiac Star Disc.

Batty initially wanted to stay, but seeing Mr. Taurus had business, he rose to pay his respects and then vanished from the Round Table Conference.

Estella originally intended to stay and discuss the inner organ demon case with Mr. Gemini to see if she could help, but Mr. Taurus surely had important matters to discuss with Mr. Gemini.

“Mr. Gemini, I’m eager to contribute to the inner organ demon case. Please reach out if you need my help,” Estella said.

“Thank you, Miss Aries, I won’t hesitate to call on you when needed,” Li Xin said with a smile.

“Good night.”

Estella turned to greet Mr. Taurus and vanished from the Round Table Conference, leaving only Li Xin and Mr. Taurus beneath the firmament.

Cantona looked at Mr. Gemini and said, “It seems Mr. Leo and Miss Aries also have matters to discuss with you. Are we being a bit too harsh on Mr. Cancer?”

“Mr. Cancer is an introverted good person,” Li Xin said with a slight smile. “How are things going at sea, Mr. Taurus?”

“Thanks to your reminder, I’ve found the traitor,” Cantona said, admitting he’d been struggling with it for a while. But if he didn’t clarify the matter, Mr. Gemini couldn’t help. “My action this time was to find the legendary Death Coffin. I found it by chance, but now the problem is I didn’t gain anything, nor can I leave.”

Cantona omitted some details but explained how he was chased and forced to commit suicide to avoid capture, accidentally entering the Death Coffin.

Li Xin listened intently. Although Mr. Taurus concealed some details, he could sense his fear since the Death Coffin involved the secret of an ancient god, the God of Death, which meant he offended the biggest Church Court of the Eastern Continent, the Nether God’s Court.

Opposing the Nether God’s Court, Mr. Taurus sure was bold. No member of the Round Table Conference was a pushover.

“Survival isn’t an issue short-term, but I haven’t found what I’m looking for. I’ve been contemplating whether suicide is the key to getting in or out recently,” Cantona said.

The reason he wanted to discuss it with someone was to avoid going crazy and losing his mind alone.

Li Xin keenly noticed the problem, “Mr. Taurus, in my opinion, this isn’t a rational choice. Can you describe the Death Coffin?”

“It’s an island, not very large, surrounded by the sea, glowing a dark green hue. The whole island is covered in the same dark green mist. Activities near the sea are limited; the mist thickens as you move further into the sea. It’s the same in the sky, with no sight of the red moon,” Cantona said with a bitter smile. “There are plants on the island. I tried eating them and survived. Strange fish can be caught from the sea to fill the stomach too.”

“Is there anything special on the island, or any traces of other people having been there?” Li Xin asked.

“There’s some residue, but I judge it to be ancient. I might be the most recent arrival. Other than the peculiar environment and shape, it’s just a deserted island,” Cantona said. “I’ve also tried searching for hidden passages, but found none.”

Li Xin pondered. In such a scenario, there should be a hidden passage underground where someone would find the relics of the God of Death—perfect for a Utopia Mountain episode.

Cantona saw Mr. Gemini’s silence, knowing their situation made it hard to devise a solution since materials involving ancient gods were sparse.

“Hmm, I suddenly have a strange thought,” Li Xin said. “Mr. Taurus, what you described—could it be like the effect of the Gate of Truth? Perhaps explore an exit from that perspective?”

Only Cantona had personal experience at the time. Reflecting back, he thought it might indeed feel like that. Could it be that his Divine Relic contained an ability similar to the Gate of Truth, with this blade being the key?

“Mr. Gemini, thank you for your reminder. I think it’s worth a try,” Cantona felt excited, realizing his thoughts had always leaned towards suicide, overlooking this possibility.

“Mr. Taurus, regardless of the outcome, extreme methods are not advisable. If it doesn’t work, we can consult Mr. Cancer, who is trustworthy.”

Cantona laughed, “Yes, we have Mr. Cancer.”

He’d considered it, but instinctively sought help from Mr. Gemini instead.

“Praise Mr. Cancer,” Li Xin said sincerely.

“Good night, Mr. Gemini,” Cantona stood up.

“I hope all issues are resolved by our next meeting. Good night, Mr. Taurus,” Li Xin also stood up.

The Twelve Zodiac Star Disc felt empty once more.

Early the next morning, Li Xin woke up, had breakfast, and found the black cat. This guy had a more comfortable life than his own, transforming from a stray thief cat into an upper-class gentleman cat. It smelled fragrant, stirring an urge to give it a punch.

Yesterday’s pivotal information dawned on Li Xin: consuming dark cuisine causes discomfort when eating Gourmet Association’s food, like vomiting. As a top-class noble, one couldn’t resist the allure of gourmet food.

Bocuse hosting Lanuo Restaurant and creating such fanfare was likely to draw targets. Once someone who consumed dark cuisine was identified, the trail could lead to Alain Ducasse. Hidden in Hedan, Alain Ducasse must know that those who have eaten won’t partake. Didia didn’t need to risk anything except take suspected individuals to the restaurant. If they dare not go, the trail could continue. Additionally, they could verify if Anthony visited the restaurant. Normal nobility couldn’t refuse such exquisite and flamboyant dining. Didia could easily obtain intelligence in this regard.

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