Caesar Port, Southern Continent. Sunlight pierced through the morning mist, and the moist sea breeze swept in, refreshing and pleasant.
Last night's clamor had become a fleeting memory, and the native guards on patrol in the streets were listlessly inspecting.
After losing track of the clues, the Eternal Blazing Sun Church gave up on the city-wide search, leaving only a guard team composed of local natives to be responsible for vigilance and strictly checking the identities of people leaving the port.
Sid Watson, dressed in the attire of a Southern Continent native noble, pushed the door open from outside, smiled, and placed two Desi pies on the table, saying to Sharron and Maric:
"They have given up the search. Those Intis people threw the job to the local guard team, so there's no need to worry anymore. As long as we lay low for a bit, I can get you out."
Sid hesitated for a moment before continuing, "The Eternal Blazing Sun Church might not disturb the order of Caesar Port for your sake, but the Rose School of Thought and the Numinous Episcopate, they..."
Sharron's expression remained unchanged. Her clean black Gothic court dress made her face appear even paler, while Maric silently stacked various shapes with playing cards.
"I used a method left by my teacher and just made them lose a Sequence 5 Wraith. The situation is tense now, so at least there won won't be any major movements in Caesar Port recently."
Sharron did not mention the winged figure from last night, and Sid did not ask what method Sharron used to escape the pursuit of the Rose School of Thought and the Numinous Episcopate. A tacit understanding was reached between them.
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Bernadette, wearing a white Intis-style shirt and a dark black jacket, and an old-fashioned black soft hat, appeared at the dock, with a fine mesh veil hanging down to cover her face.
The guards at the port checking and the passing merchants and passengers seemed not to see this lady, automatically avoiding her without realizing it.
Bernadette looked at the guards at the dock, then gazed into Caesar Port city. Her blue and deep eyes showed a thoughtful expression, and her figure faded and disappeared.
67 East Wall Street, Caesar Port Port Area, "Sea Shark Tavern" basement.
Bernadette's figure appeared. As the candlelight flickered, several Oravi Island members in Warlock robes, who had been somewhat vigilant, saw that it was their leader and put down the Scrolls they had already picked up, bowing in salute.
A moment later, accompanied by footsteps, a man dressed as a bartender, in a mixed Intis and Southern Continent style, walked quickly into the basement.
It was Galen-Lin, the owner of the "Sea Shark Tavern" and also the person in charge of Oravi Island in Caesar Port, a Sequence 6 "Scrolls Professor."
He was responsible for both intelligence gathering and organizing underground Beyonder gatherings in Caesar Port. Due to the limited level of items traded at the gatherings, the local official organizations were unwilling to proactively provoke the Oravi Island behind it, tacitly allowing the existence of the gatherings.
Bernadette looked at Galen-Lin, who was bowing in salute, and spoke in a calm voice:
"What has happened in Caesar Port recently?"
Galen replied respectfully:
"Your Majesty, the scout we placed earlier reported that a prominent figure from the Rose School of Thought reportedly took action in the forest on the southwest side of Caesar Port for some unknown reason."
"It directly alarmed Archbishop Otto Apocalips of the Eternal Blazing Sun Church. Later, it was said that two members of the Rose School of Thought infiltrated the city, which led to a city-wide search last night, but unfortunately, nothing was found."
Bernadette's eyes flickered. Remembering her sudden premonition last night, she carefully inquired about the location of that forest, only getting a general direction. After instructing them to pay more attention to the news of those two Rose School of Thought members, she turned into bubbles and disappeared.
Bernadette's figure appeared above Caesar Port. She lightly tossed a bright, somewhat unrealistic ball of yarn with her right hand.
The ball of yarn rolled into the void, leaving a single strand of yarn. Bernadette followed it, strolling through the Spirit World.
Until she saw the chaotic and violent Spirit World area ahead, Bernadette thoughtfully left the Spirit World and arrived above a huge deep pit covered with scorched marks.
Looking at the deep pit below, the large area of forest deliberately burned around it, and the various strange patterns hidden under the dust.
The next second, Bernadette raised her right hand, and then the "Eyes of Mystery Prying" appeared.
At the same time, her skin instantly turned as white as snow, her lips as red as blood, and her hair as black as ebony.
In her hand, there was an illusory, ancient mirror.
This was "Snow White" from fairy tale magic. Bernadette used it with her Sequence 3 "Clairvoyant" rank and ability to increase the success rate and accuracy of her "prophecy."
Silently, she "saw" a scene:
A huge, illusory figure appeared, with a bright and grand appearance, wearing a complex, luxurious, and dark black long dress, but with a neat cut at the neck, holding four identical heads.
The scene then shattered, and the next scene appeared.
A huge tree, as if doused with oil, with its spreading branches serving as numerous arms with strange things protruding from them.
On the "trunk," on the surface of the viscous black liquid, bloodshot black and white eyeballs rolled everywhere.
Dozens to hundreds of arms extended rapidly from the viscous black liquid, some blocking the high sky, some drilling into the earth, and some encircling from all directions.
Boom!
The entire forest collapsed downward, and the viscous, inky black liquid gathered, emitting a decaying aura.
Bang!
The pair of almost transparent "Eyes of Mystery Prying" suddenly shattered.
Bernadette's eyes immediately closed, as if she had seen an unbearable glare or suffered an unbearable injury.
Her tear ducts then streamed with blood that was red with black streaks, and her face turned much paler.
And on her body, pairs of illusory, sacred wings unfolded, neutralizing some invisible pollution with the falling pure white feathers.
"Reinette Tinekerr, the Abomination Suah..."
As the words drifted, the figure enveloped in pure white feathers shattered and disappeared.
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Empress Borough, Backlund, the luxurious villa of the East Tucker Family.
Aaron put down the latest issue of "The People's Daily," looking at the report on Backlund's atmospheric conditions, and nodded with satisfaction.
First revealing the problem, clarifying the harm, and then proposing the establishment of the "Kingdom Atmospheric Pollution Investigation Committee" in the council when public sentiment can be used is the feasible way.
Recalling his thoughts, Aaron lightly tapped the table with his fingers, his thoughts drifting.
Fors and Xio's report and investigation in East Borough also provided a lot of material for this report, but what interested Aaron most in their report and investigation was old Kohler, or more precisely, his child's illness.
The address provided by Fors and Xio, 43 Sifield Street, Cherwood Borough, Backlund, was the original residence of Michelle Vide, the current chief artisan of the East Tucker Family.
After this artisan "voluntarily" joined, he selflessly contributed this property for public use. Aaron then arranged for a Sequence 9 "Apothecary" he had cultivated after coming to Backlund to reside there.