Circle of Inevitability Chapter 546 - 546 Monitor

546 Monitor

546 Monitor

Following the Governor of the Seas orders holds more weight than reverence for the Church... The Earth Mother Church appears indifferent. Lumian chose not to push further. He nodded subtly and stated, Ill take on this commission without expecting compensation, but I do have a request.

What might that be? Rubio asked cautiously.

A cunning smile formed on Lumians lips.

Im here to witness the sea prayer ritual, but Ive heard only a select few can observe its core segments. I seek such an opportunity.

Rubio remained silent for a prolonged moment.

Giorgia, unable to contain her curiosity, questioned her husband in Highlander about the conversation and his concerns.

Lugano seized the chance to approach Lumian and translated the couples exchange.

Lumians eyebrows twitched imperceptibly upon hearing they were genuinely considering allowing him to pose as a sailor and board the special sacrificial ship.

Is Rubio Paco truly considering my request?

Im merely offering an outrageous deal to test if I can glean details about the sea prayer ritual. I dont intend to leverage this seemingly straightforward task to gain access to the last two segments of the ritual!

It remained a secret harbored by the Fisheries Guild for over a millennium, the wellspring of their power and prestige!

As these thoughts raced through Lumians mind, he strongly suspected that the commission to send Madame Martha to Milo Village to meet the current Governor of the Sea carried a high risk. It wasnt a task for any random Beyonder. Therefore, Rubio Paco was reluctant to let go of Louis Berry, the proven adventurer.

But where could the danger lie? This is Port Santa, not the islands on the sea or the remote towns of the Southern Continent. Which Beyonder would dare to attack me on the streets in broad daylight? Arent they afraid of being captured by the combat nuns and turned into fertilizer for the land? One cant underestimate the power of an orthodox Church!

Unless someone possesses a special ability, like Lokis, to kill me undetected on the bustling streets, or if a Saint with godhood personally takes action, aiming to end the battle before the Church of Earth Mother reacts... But it cant be that exaggerated. Its such a trivial matter... As Lumian pondered, Rubio and Giorgia reached a conclusion.

The former said to Lumian, I cannot permit your participation in the last two segments of the sea prayer ritual. It is a blasphemy against the sea. Those involved will face expulsion from Port Santa, including their family.

However, I am willing to allow you to conceal yourself in Milo Village in advance and witness the ancient performances during the vigil ritual.

So, I cant directly witness the vigil ritual, but I can partake in the accompanying folklore performance? Did Ultraman, Bard, and Mad Lady use a similar method to approach the core of the sea prayer ritual and complete the most crucial part of the prank? Lumian noticed that Rubio had already made a significant concession and no longer insisted. He smiled and replied, Deal.

Without waiting for a response, he kindly suggested, Lets send Madame Martha to Milo Village today, shall we? We mustnt delay when it comes to illnesses. Get her treatment as soon as possible.

Rubio hesitated for a moment before saying, My mother is already asleep. Shes been resting a lot lately. Forcing her awake will impact her body and mind. How about tomorrow morning?

Is some advanced preparation needed? Lumian nodded thoughtfully.

No problem.

He cast a quick glance at Lugano, and his heart skipped a beat.

Monsieur Rubio, my interpreter is, in fact, an excellent doctor. Moreover, he doesnt adhere to the beliefs of the Earth Mother, nor is he affiliated with any Church. If he were to treat your mother, you probably wouldnt need to seek the Governor of the Seas permission in advance.

Lumian emphasized the word doctor.

Without hesitation, Rubio Paco shook his head and said, We trust the Churchs doctors more. My mother is my most important family. I dont want her to take any unnecessary risks.

What he implied was that he couldnt vouch for the medical skills of the interpreter. He couldnt use the Paco familys matriarch as an experiment.

Lumian was actually looking forward to sending Madame Martha to Milo Village because it meant he might meet the current Governor of the Sea and have a chance to learn something. He had only suggested that Lugano treat the matriarch to test Rubio.

The result of the probe revealed many hidden secrets in this matter!

Having agreed to escort Madame Martha and her maid to the Governor of the Sea at 9 a.m. the following day, Lumian led Ludwig and Lugano out of the main house at 21 Saint Lana Street. Giorgia walked them all the way to the door.

Lumian nonchalantly remarked, Does the Governor of the Sea have to reside in Milo Village?

With Luganos translation, Giorgia nodded slightly and said, The Governor of the Sea resides in the building where the vigil ritual is held every night. He can move freely during the day, but he cant leave Port Santa.

The building where the vigil ritual is held? The essence of the vigil ritual is to allow a quasi-Governor of the Sea to enter the residence and replace the former Governor of the Sea, waiting to be officially appointed by the sea the next day? Lumian speculated, combining his mysticism knowledge.

He smiled and asked, What are the perks of being Governor of the Sea?

After hearing the translation, Giorgia fell silent for a few seconds before saying, Among the fishmongers, the merchants, hes already the true governor in their eyes.

It wasnt an answer, just a whisper of truth.

Lumian nodded without pressing further. He led Ludwig and Lugano through the iron gates.

After taking a few steps along the verdant path in the forest, he suddenly looked up.

On a branch stood a gray-feathered myna.

Lumian gave it a cursory glance and continued on, his steps brisk towards the waiting carriage.

After a while, the myna flapped its wings and flew up. After circling a few times, it circled a house two streets away before dipping down towards an open window.

It landed on a middle-aged mans forearm and spoke in precise Highlander, Louis Berry is back at the Paco house! He stayed nearly half an hour!

The middle-aged man, dressed in gray clothes with disheveled brown hair, resembling a suburban farmer, fed the myna a few self-made rice grains and said, Observe further and see if Rubio Paco and Giorgia will go out today.

After the myna flew out of the window, the middle-aged man exhaled and turned around.

Suddenly, his eyes froze as he saw someone sitting in the only armchair!

The man had black hair and green eyes, wearing a white shirt, a black vest, dark pants, and a golden straw hat.

Louis Berry!

Adventurer Louis Berry!

The middle-aged mans back arched slightly, and his feet parted slightly, but he took no further action.

Lumian leaned back in his chair and engaged in casual conversation in Intisian, as if he had been expected.

What did you have your bird spy on?

The middle-aged man fell silent for a moment before speaking in somewhat awkward Intisian, Watch if anyone enters or exits Pacos house, and see if theres anything unusual there.

Very honest. Lumian nodded approvingly. Who asked you to do it?

He was pleased that the other party knew some Intisian. Otherwise, he could only rely on key words to communicate or capture him to have Lugano translate.

Juan Oro, the middle-aged man replied without hesitation.

Juan Oro... The president of the Fisheries Guild and the former village chief of Milo Village? Lumian smiled and said, Im surprised youre so forthright.

The middle-aged man forced a smile and said, I dont think Im stronger than Demon Warlock and can defeat you.

Thats right. Those who understand the situation and themselves can live longer. Lumian crossed his right foot over his left leg. Why is Juan Oro monitoring the Paco family?

I dont know, and theres no need for me to know. Ill receive a reward as long as I pass on what I see, the middle-aged man replied sincerely.

Lumian gazed at him for a few seconds before saying, Did you send that little monster last night?

The middle-aged man was taken aback.

What little monster? What happened last night?

Lumian chuckled and stood up without explaining.

Whats your name? he asked as he walked towards the door.

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment before answering truthfully, Sanches.

Lumian opened the door, walked out, and disappeared from Sanchess sight.

Upon his return to Solow Motel, Lumian noticed a folded letter resting on the master bedrooms desk.

Skillfully unfurling it, he found the distinct handwriting of Madam Magician.

You can share those matters with the Two of Cups, but avoid delving into excessive detail.

I refrained from elaborating on the voices you heard and the fragments of civilization you glimpsed earlier as they remain too advanced for your understanding. Simply remember not to heed random sounds or sights in an ancient ruin like Fourth Epoch Trier. Also, caution your Warlock associates

its acceptable to occasionally take in the Hidden Sages indoctrination, but they mustnt fully believe in Him. His state is precarious.

After incinerating the letter, Lumian contemplated for a moment and decided to teleport back to Trier to inform Franca in person and avert any potential mishaps.

Trier, nestled within the Quartier de la Cathedrale Commemorative, Apartment 702 at 9 Rue Orosai.

As Lumian materialized, Franca and Jenna were engrossed in perusing a stack of ancient information from an unknown source.

Hey, could you teleport outside and knock? Its quite startling when you suddenly appear like that! Franca nearly tensed the formless spider silk shed permanently set up in the room.

Lumian chuckled and remarked, With a Witchs spiritual perception, whats the difference between me teleporting outside the door and appearing in the living room?

Why the sudden return? Franca paused before asking, Madame Magician said you could share about that matter?

Whats going on? Jenna queried, looking puzzled.

She stood up and prepared to leave.

Yes, Lumian replied to Francas question, but he made no attempt to stop Jenna from leaving.

Nor did Franca intervene.

Once Jenna had retreated to her bedroom, Lumian turned to Franca and disclosed, When they discussed the wilderness dream, it made me recall the voices and visions I encountered in Fourth Epoch Trier. Theyre connected to the Celestial Master!