Ring of Fate

Chapter 781: Way of Arrival

Lumian had already read through all the information that Franca had collected, and could roughly guess the reason for her choice:
Hal Constantine, the "deep sea admiral" who is said to have sea monster bloodline, often goes to an island called "Banamore" west of the Misty Sea for supplies. A few days ago, someone found Hal Constantine's flagship "News" surfacing on a waterway leading to Banam, allowing the crew to breathe fresh air and enjoy precious freedom.

Judging from the distance, speed, actual channel conditions and weather conditions in the foggy sea, the "News" will arrive at Panama in about two to three days.

Among all the pirate generals, this is the only one whose whereabouts can be predicted in the near future!

"You can try." Lumian responded to Franka's suggestion indifferently.

As a "hunter" who had actually participated in demigod-level battles and played a certain role, he felt that it made no essential difference which pirate general to choose, as long as it was easy to find.

Franca glanced at Lumian and said without any politeness:

"I think there's something wrong with your mentality right now. You can't underestimate the best among Sequence 5. You're not a demigod yet, and your body is still very fragile. If you underestimate the 'Admiral of the Deep Sea', you might suffer a great loss. There's a saying in my hometown that you can despise the enemy strategically, but you must pay attention to it tactically."

"I know. Aurore used to remind me not to underestimate the intelligence of the villagers and think that my pranks would succeed without any problems. After being chased and beaten by the villagers several times, I deeply understood this saying." Lumian said seriously without getting angry. "It seems that there is a saying in your hometown that weakness and ignorance are not obstacles to survival, but arrogance is."

"Stop!" Franca muttered, "Just let you know. Don't turn it into a celebrity quote exchange."

Seeing that they had determined the target, Janna said:
"The question now is, how do we get to Panamore Island?"

Banamu is located in the northwest of the Misty Sea. It was once a colony of the Feysac Empire. Later, when the Feysac Empire declined, the indigenous people of Banamu actively fought and finally gained independence.

This is also because Banamo Island itself lacks valuable resources and exists only as a forward base for exploring the end of the Misty Sea. It would not be a pity to abandon it.

After independence, Banamo Island gradually developed into a pirate port, providing pirates with a trading venue and sufficient supplies.

Janna's meaning was very clear. Even if the route was clear and the weather was good, it would take two or three weeks to get from Trier to Panamo Island. If there was any problem, it would require a larger detour or waiting, and it might not be possible to arrive in a month. By then, the "Admiral of the Deep Sea" would have left Panamo Island. It was almost impossible to find a pirate general in the vast ocean unless fate gave him a gift.

Under the current circumstances, only "teleportation" can ensure that the team reaches Banam Island in time, where they will wait for "Admiral of the Deep Sea" Hal Constantine. But the problem is that neither Lumian nor Franca has mastered the spiritual coordinates of Banam Island. If they want to do such a long-distance "teleportation", they will inevitably get lost in the spiritual world.

Lumian pondered for a few seconds and asked Franka:
"Is there any way to contact anyone on Panamore Island?"

"It should be possible. There is a telegraph office on Panamo Island." Franca answered after thinking for a while. "We can find adventurers who have been to Panamo Island and ask them to send a telegram to their friends on the island."

Lumian laughed.
"it is good.

"If all goes well, we'll reach Panamore Island tonight."

…………

The Misty Sea, on the island of Banamu where there is fog and gloomy weather all year round.

In the only port here, Mason carried a bunch of things, walked through the pirates coming and going, and turned into an abandoned warehouse.

This place was destroyed by a firefight between pirates and was never repaired, becoming a deserted place.

Mason is an adventurer who hates those rude and cruel pirates, but he cannot leave Panamore Island because this pirate port is full of opportunities.

Even if he does not risk hunting lone pirates with a bounty on them, he can patiently wait out a pirate vendetta and take the remaining loot from the loser.

This is how he became a Beyonder, and he is currently a Sequence 8 Fighter.

Mason accepted a mission today that was said to be very simple but had a reward of 1000 Fel Gold, so he specially found a secret place to complete it.

He quickly cleaned up the pile of broken wooden boxes and stacked them together to form an altar.

Then, he placed items such as candles, fragrances and essential oils according to the description of the task.

After completing the preliminary preparations, Mason took out the neatly folded task description and read the subsequent content:

"The most difficult part of this task is that you must have the corresponding knowledge, which includes the entry-level ancient Hermetic language and the more proficient Hermetic language.

"If the above conditions are not met, please do not accept this commission..."

Fortunately, I learned a little ancient Hermetic language and enough Hermetic language from other adventurers... Mason was quite glad for his original choice when he accepted this task.

It's not that he has a stronger spirit of learning than other adventurers, but the several items he had obtained before all involved the Hermetic language. In order to find out their true value, he specially spent money to find an adventurer who knows Hermetic and learned from him for a period of time.

After quickly reading the second half of the mission description, Mason assessed the possible dangers and felt that there shouldn't be any big problems.

He then created the "Spiritual Wall" with great difficulty, lit the candles, dripped some incense, took two steps back, and whispered in ancient Hermetic language:
"I!"

It was one of the few words of ancient Hermetic he knew.

Then Mason switched to Hermetic:

"I call in my name:
"A creature that roams in the upper realm, a penitent who awakens from the flames of pain, a messenger that belongs exclusively to Lumian Lee..."

As soon as Mason finished speaking, he saw the candle flame grow larger and turn a dark green, almost black color.

In the firelight, a tall figure wearing a black clergy robe stood out.

Mason just took one look and took a step back in fear.

The exposed parts of the figure seemed to have been burned by flames for a long time. The flesh and skin had become charred and stuck to the bones. The eye sockets were dark and burning with dark flames, and some strange black flames as sticky as water were flowing on the surface of the body.

It seems like an undead creature!
Mason had seen similar things in Panamore Harbor before. Some pirates were very good at communicating with corpses, but the summoned "Confessor" made Mason feel fear instinctively, thinking that he was fundamentally different from ordinary zombies.

Several pirate generals who had come to Panamore Harbor had never left Mason with this feeling!
Seeing the mummy in black clergy robes looking at him, Mason forced himself to take out the letter.

His mission this time is to deliver a letter to a man named Lumian Lee!

The mummy messenger with sticky black flames flowing on his body took the letter and disappeared in the dark green and almost black candlelight.

Everything in the abandoned warehouse quickly returned to normal.

Mason then raised his right hand, wiped the cold sweat off his face, and said to himself:
“This matter doesn’t seem to be simple…

"I've heard from other adventurers that some people were bewitched into performing special rituals, which resulted in the summoning of evil gods and demons, which destroyed themselves and the town they were in...

"Isn't this the case just now? Is a disaster going to happen in Panamore Harbor?

"That Lumian Lee is the real name of the evil god devil?

"..."

Mason had seen that the ritual only summoned a messenger, who had nothing to do with evil gods and demons, and he himself was already a Sequence 8 Beyonder, so he was willing to make such an attempt. However, the messenger just now made him feel uneasy.

Mason muttered to himself as he packed up the items in the altar.

Suddenly, he stopped and frowned:

"I seem to have heard the name Lumian Lee somewhere..."

He tried to recall it for a moment, but to no avail.

Before leaving the abandoned warehouse, Mason looked back at the altar made of broken wooden boxes and found that something seemed to be floating in the shadows there.

Mason's heart sank, and he pretended that he saw nothing and quickly left the abandoned warehouse.

…………

In the Memorial District of Trier, in the apartment rented by Franca and Janna.

Lumian saw the "Confessor" Bayinfer walk out of the void and hand him a letter.

He didn't even open the letter because it was filled with a blank sheet of paper.

He spoke directly to his messenger:

"Can you please send the reply to the sender?"

"Yes." The Confessor Bayinfer replied in a low voice.

Lumian laughed and pointed at himself:
"I just replied."

…………

In the misty Panamore Harbor, Lumian leaned against the outer wall of an abandoned warehouse, watching the sender walk out of the warehouse with a slightly frightened expression and walk away quickly.

He smiled and took out a golden straw hat from his "traveler's bag", looked at it for a few seconds and then put it back.

——The appearance of the great adventurer Louis Berry here will cause unnecessary suspicion, and may even cause "Admiral of the Deep Sea" Hal Constantine to change his destination and no longer go to Panamore Port.

Lumian straightened up, pulled his thick jacket tighter, put his hands in his pockets, and walked slowly on the streets of Panamore Port.

He planned to take a walk first and then go back to pick up Franka and others.

…………

Trier, late at night.

Angoulême arrived at the empty house he had agreed to meet with the Hidden Blade to retrieve his emergency contact information for the next period of time.

Soon, he found the note and read the following:

"In case of emergency I summon my friend's messenger:
"A rabbit-shaped spirit wandering in the void, a runner chasing knowledge, and a messenger unique to the Holy Grail Seven."

"Seven of Cups"... "Tarot Club"? "Hidden Blade", your friend is yourself, right? Angouleme muttered to himself.

He thought he probably understood why the Hidden Blade always had so many troubles.

(End of this chapter)