Chapter 190 Respective Goals
In the end, most of the lunch was destroyed by the girl with a bit of revenge.
Avis just maintained a gentlemanly demeanor and ate a small amount of food with the girl, and also ate the lunch that the girl had prepared for him.
"Well...thank you for lunch, Avis..."
It was not until the end of lunch that the half-elf girl realized this. The tips of her ears suddenly turned a little red, and she whispered thank you, which made Avis want to reach out and touch her.
"Please don't take it personally, it's just lunch, it's nothing—"
Hearing Claire's words, Anweisi smiled and waved his hand lightly.
"Besides, Senior Claire, didn't you also show me the two cipherstone tablets and the deciphering notes corresponding to the ancient text on the tablets?"
At this point, Avis suddenly changed the subject.
"For this, I should thank you. At the time and place we are in now, this information is worth far more to me than a lunch."
"It's nothing, Avis."
Hearing this, the half-elf girl shook her head and smiled gently. Her golden hair swayed slightly in the sunlight, reflecting the luster of pure gold.
She raised her fair left hand and gestured slightly to Avis.
"We are companions, aren't we?"
Between her waving white fingers, Avis saw the familiar light silver ring inlaid with sapphire.
"Yes, Claire, we are companions."
Looking at the pure and bright color in the depths of the girl's blue eyes, the noble boy with light blond hair couldn't help but laugh. . ….…. "Then, Avis, I'm leaving--"
Holding the unknown slender magic sword, Claire said goodbye to Anvis seriously.
She had spent too much time with Anvis, so she had to get to the huge castle on the top of the mountains as soon as possible and leave the mountains before the sun set.
"Okay, Senior Claire, may the gods bless you as you move forward."
Anvis nodded and watched the girl leave.
May the gods bless you wherever you go...
Forget it, let’s not embarrass the gods anymore.
I looked at the huge and lonely castle on the top of the mountains.
Originally, Avis was planning to explore there today.
But now, he changed his mind and decided to wait for a while before going.
Although it stands to reason that after traveling with Claire, one should be able to gain a lot of feedback about fate afterwards.
However, after learning the information on the stone tablet, Anvis was worried that the night would bring more trouble, so he planned to find the seal as soon as possible, and then go with the girl to brush up on the fate feedback.
Of course, this also had something to do with the fact that he didn't want to explore the castle, which was obviously a high-risk area, with Claire.
Staring at the girl's back that was about to turn into a smaller dot, Avis glanced around at the seemingly normal environment.
For some reason, the clear and melodious bird calls that were just ringing in the forest suddenly became quiet.
Avis sighed softly.
Well, he now had a few little problems to deal with.
It turns out that the time it takes for Clare's Law to take effect is actually a random number.
Although Avis had only been sitting with the girl for a while, it seemed that some trouble had already come...
This time it’s a stronger fifth-order secret cultist.
There are three in total——
"Sir Joem, I'm in trouble."
Casually tapping the stone table, turning it back into a small pile of gray-white gravel, Avis slowly turned and left, letting the violent magical fluctuations behind him blow the brown hem of his traveler's cloak high up.
He has now removed his disguise, and this place is not located in a town, so Joem can display his eighth-level strength without worrying about being noticed by outsiders.
…
After a moment, Joem followed from behind, and three black-robed men who were fixed by the force field floated behind him.
Although their strength had been raised to the fifth level, like the two pagans before them, these three were also extremely poor.
There were no spatial objects. The only items they carried, apart from the black robe, were the dark silver necklace engraved with a strange pentagram.
The result of the soul search was the same. There was no rational information at all to read, nothing else except that weird fanaticism.
During Joem's soul-searching process, Avis noticed that the similarity of the mental frequencies of these three people reached an extremely astonishing level.
Mental frequency is similar to fingerprints, and each professional's frequency is unique and completely different.
And for several pagans like these, the similarity rate is over 90 percent.
Even if they are twins from the same mother, their mental frequencies cannot be so similar.
This only proves one thing.
Their spirits have been largely assimilated by something.
After thinking about it, Avis tried to take out the "Secret Book of the Old Days" and activated it next to the three pagans to see if there would be any changes.
The result was not as expected. The dark green thick book, as usual, had no reaction to the presence of the three fifth-level pagans. . ….….Afterwards , Joum directly used the magic power of extreme cold to freeze the bodies of the three people into powder.
Although the corpse of a fifth-level professional has certain value, it is meaningless to Avis.
The only thing that can be considered a gain is that the total amount of fate feedback has increased by one unit again.
As the sun was about to set, Joem and Anvis returned to Lavanlais.
The port city in the evening gave people a slightly deserted feeling. The setting sun cast a faint and strange crimson-purple hue on the gray-white granite buildings in the town, and the number of pedestrians on the road had obviously become scarce.
All the fruit vendors and street performers who had been selling fruits on the streets during the day have closed their stalls, and the port town’s guard team is conducting their last, or second-to-last, patrol of the day.
There is a strange custom in Lavanlais. For some reason, the local residents will never walk on the streets at night, and even the guards will not go out patrolling after nightfall.
Before night fell completely, Anvis and Joem quickly headed to the residence of the old explorer Baigson.
"It's already late, who is it..."
The door opened, revealing the old explorer's somewhat impatient face.
Seeing the figures of Anvis and Joem outside the door, the impatience in the old explorer's blue-gray eyes suddenly disappeared.
He glanced around and quickly welcomed the two into the house.
"Although it's late, I think there's still enough time to do business before nightfall."
"So, outsider, is there anything else you need?"
Avis smiled and handed him the parchment scroll with the entire picture of the ruins.
"I would like to ask about the specific geographical location of this relic on the island."
Hearing this, Beigsen took the map of the ruins and looked at it.
But as he watched, the old explorer's expression gradually became serious. He put down the paper and looked at Avis with a complicated look.
"Yes, stranger, I know this place."
"So, your target is also the Moon Calling Secret Cult, right?"
(End of this chapter)
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