The elf known as "Physician" had also been silent … there was likely no need to search for him anymore.
So far, three had been eliminated. If Stranger was fine, then the Physician must certainly be dead.
Without an Adapter to conduct the search or prophecy, they could only resort to prayer or rituals to find what they sought.
Olive, the veteran Ritualist, was skilled in various alternative rituals. Even without a Ritual Magic Circle, he could conduct some simple ceremonies.
He pulled out a pocket watch and then a bottle of woodpecker's blood from his ritual bag and smeared it on his face. Then he put on a white mask without eyes or mouth and looped a rope around his neck as a noose.
"Lord of the Hanged, Mother of Puppets! Sixty-seven illusions, I offer the blood of the woodpecker!"
Chanting with mana, Olive prayed out loud, reciting an alias of some divine entity, "Please watch over this place with your endless mist, answer my question!"
