Circle of Inevitability Chapter 566 - 566 Gathered Clues

566 Gathered Clues

566 Gathered Clues

Solow Motel.

Lumian gazed at the red flames in the port district, tuning in to the distant commotion, anticipating potential visitors.

Before long, a knock echoed on the door.

Lumian didnt wait for Lugano to wake up. He pivoted and strode to the door.

The moment he swung it open, Noelia, clad in brown leather armor and a wimple, stood before him.

Noelias expression was as cold as ice. She abruptly raised her hand and uttered ancient Hermes words, Imprison!

Lumian found himself instantly immobilized. Transparent walls or a viscous liquid seemed to encase him, turning him into an insect trapped in amber.

In the next second, Noelia unsheathed a straight sword from her back.

Simultaneously, Lumians pants tightened, as if he had grown taller and more robust. An explosive force emanated from his body.

The transparent amber restraining him creaked, revealing invisible cracks.

With a whoosh, Noelia clutched the hilt of her straight sword with both hands, slicing through the air, carving through the already shaky prison, aiming for Lumians head.

Lumians right fist, ready to strike, collided with the side of the straight sword, a condensed crimson, almost white flame accompanying the impact.

Amidst a deep and controlled explosion, the straight sword slanted, grazing the door frame as it descended to the ground.

Taking advantage of the situation, Noelia retreated, sheathed her sword, and inquired in Intisian, Were you the one who blew up the Fisheries Guild?

Upon witnessing this, Lumian refrained from retaliation. His body returned to its normal state as he smiled and replied, It doesnt matter if I blew it up. What matters is whether anyone can prove it.

He understood that Noelia had issued a warning and wasnt truly targeting him. Otherwise, she would have employed other Beyonder powers after the Imprison instead of slashing with her sword.

Noelia, upholding the dignity of maintaining order in Port Santa throughout the year, used a questioning tone typical for various suspects.

Why did you go to such lengths? Why did you cause such a commotion?

Lumian turned his head, signaling Lugano, who had awakened at the commotion, to return to sleep in the servants room.

Walking toward the recliner in the living room, he ignored Noelias question and smiled.

Ive discovered something.

Like what? Noelia entered the suite and closed the wooden door behind her.

Lumian motioned toward the divan.

Lets have a seat and talk. I wouldnt want you accusing me of being impolite.

Noelia glanced at Lumian and grinned.

What kind of politeness is there without greeting me by pressing your cheek against mine?

Her demeanor was direct.

Lumian eased into the recliner and responded to the question, For instance, last years sea prayer ritual failed.

Noelia didnt display surprise. She sat on the edge of the divan, leaning forward slightly to avoid the straight sword on her back from jabbing her.

What else?

Lumian pondered for a moment and casually remarked, Also, the sea prayer ritual is a marriage to the sea.

Furthermore, the Governor of the Sea is the husband of the sea, and the Maidens of the Sea embody the sea in the real world.

Whether its the Governor of the Sea or the Maidens of the Sea, the offspring they bear are the Children of the Sea. The first one possesses the purest bloodline...

Though Lumian was well aware that the offspring of the women the Governor of the Sea had slept with were descendants of the sea, whether they were Maidens of the Sea or not, with his profound mystical knowledge and extraordinary insights, he couldnt help but consider that the Governor of the Sea having his children on his own was also part of the equation.

Phew, as expected, the more you know, the easier it is to be corrupted. I wouldnt have thought so in the past... Lumian sighed inwardly. Noelia, in surprise and admiration, sighed.

Youve made faster progress in your investigation than I anticipated. Most of it pieced together in such a short time.

Its been quite a while. My Language Comprehension charm will expire tomorrow. I wonder how much Ill retain from this enhanced week of study... Lumian grinned and teased, Dont tell me you think my reputation as a great adventurer was just boasting?

Claiming a bounty of 300,000 gold risot for the Demon Warlock certainly isnt a boast, Noelia diplomatically acknowledged, indicating she didnt underestimate someone capable of hunting down such a target.

Content, she nodded and continued, While many Beyonders wield impressive abilities, their intelligence often falls short. They revel in belligerence and flaunt their might, but youre not one of them.

Still, I must caution you not to push too far. Despite understanding your true motive for stirring up this commotion, we must uphold peace and order in Port Santa. Dont make things difficult for us.

Coupled with the warning, the implication is that you shouldnt disrupt Port Santas current situation. Youre free to investigate the sea prayer ritual, but stirring up trouble with the Fisheries Guild is a no-go. What exactly does your Church of Earth Mother aim for? It seems like theres a mixed desireboth wanting and not wanting some actions to be taken... Lumian contemplated Noelias hint, a smile playing on his lips as he spoke, If you had been more forthcoming, I wouldnt have had to work this hard.

Noelia offered a polite yet awkward smile.

We lack extensive intel. All I can say is the Church allows the sea prayer ritual and the Fisheries Guild to obtain power from the sea for a reason, unrelated to our ability to solve it.

Im not privy to the reasonperhaps the Archbishop or our Fertility Order president could shed light.

Lumian scoffed and said, Then why allow my investigation of the sea prayer ritual?

With a sigh, Noelia replied, Do we need to know? We didnt pry into your true motives for probing the ritual, did we?

With that, the combat nun swiftly rose from the sofa, striding purposefully towards the suites door.

After a few steps, she halted, a thoughtful expression crossing her face.

There are ancient traces concealed in the basement of the Governor of the Seas residence in Milo Village. They might unveil something crucial. Its best to seize an opportunity to investigate.

In the subterranean chamber beneath the Governor of the Seas residence? According to Francas account, Milo Villages ancestors had left behind symbols and patterns. Does Noelia suggest these hold vital information? Is the reason for the Church of Earth Mother knowingly allowing the occurrence of the sea prayer ritual hidden in that chamber?

If Juan Oro isnt deceptive or concealing the truth, and isnt engaging in foul play, doesnt that imply that the Earth Mother Church possesses a deeper understanding of Milo Villages ancestors than their own descendants? It makes sense. After all, they once obliterated Milo Village and eradicated the faction of those ancestors. Over the past thousand years, there has been no disruption in the legacy, maintaining a prominent position in the real world. Lumian observed Noelias departure without pressing further.

As he returned to the master bedroom, preparing for sleep, the doll messenger dropped a folded piece of paper, swiftly departing without a greeting.

Ludwig isnt that repulsive, except for being a bit ravenous and devouring everything, right?

Uh, Madam Magician does tend to stay up late. Shes quickest with her replies at night... Lumian muttered under his breath as he picked up the response.

Swiftly unfolding it, he scanned the contents.

Your performance in Port Santa has been impressive thus far.

I wont interfere or provide excessive guidance. This is a prime chance for you to further digest the Conspirer potion.

Ive roughly reconstructed that sentence and read it multiple times. Its not in any language I know presently, but what I can confirm is its lack of natural power. However, it possesses a certain energylanguage can possess such energy.

What does this imply? It means that during the sea prayer ritual, it cant serve as a sacrificial language or communicate with Beyonder itemsin simpler terms, the sea.

So why does the sea prayer ritual work? The key may lie within the ceremonial ring. Theres a high chance it has a distinct appearance, peculiar patterns, strong spirituality, and embedded knowledge. The sentence relies on its pronunciation, structure, and energy to activate the ring, making it functional.

If you can recreate the rings state after the vigil ritual, Im confident I can decode its specific effects and approximate meaning.

That makes sense. When Lato Guiaro recited the words We espouse thee, O sea... there were no indications of natural power being invoked. It must serve a different purpose... Lumian gained a deeper understanding of the sea sacrificial segment after reading Madam Magicians explanation.

Most of the clues seemed to await his infiltration of the Governor of the Seas residence.

The next morning, Lugano led Ludwig through the streets, grabbing breakfast according to the boys cravings.

Out of nowhere, someone hurriedly passed by, head lowered, and seemingly slipped, accidentally bumping into him.

Lugano smoothly shifted his body, preventing the person from making contact.

He went the extra mile, helping the individual up and hypocritically saying, Be careful.

The man quickly pressed something into Luganos hand,

muttered an apology, and seamlessly melted into the crowd.

Lugano glanced down at his palm, revealing a crumpled white post-it note.

Unrushed, he didnt immediately read the note. After securing breakfast for Ludwig, he returned to Solow Motel and briefed Lumian.

Lumian took the crumpled note, unfolding it with a nonchalant gesture.

In delicate handwriting, it conveyed: After last years ritual, the sea experienced an anomaly.