Chapter 137: Racecourse (1600+ words)

"So it's another internal family war; truly a misfortune for the house. I wonder which branch of unworthy descendants that Solon Family belongs to..."

Aaron thought to himself with some amusement.

Originally, he had considered stepping in personally to help the Green Banyan Council, but it seemed he could delay that for now.

"So it is an internal struggle of the Sotos Family..."

On the surface, his voice was calm, revealing neither joy nor anger.

"No!"

Liliyat said indignantly: "The ancestor of the Solon Family, Sean, was already expelled by the Sotos Family during the Green Forest era; it was an order issued personally by that Green Forest Earl... That branch later continued to multiply in the Kajashi Kingdom. After the Fabri Dynasty was established, my ancestors magnanimously accepted Sean's descendants and even shared the Mysterious with them... This laid the groundwork for the later betrayal. The factor of betrayal is contained within the bloodline of the Solon Family, and it brought a devastating blow to my ancestors..."

The autumn sky was clear and crisp.

Although the God's Messenger was also very strong, it was clear he had not reached the level of a Non-human Existence.

Moreover, after the curse last time, she had returned to her family to check records, consulted her father, and written letters to other members of the Green Banyan Council, obtaining extremely detailed information regarding Evil Spirits.

At the same time, horse racing was a sport widely loved by everyone from noble gentlemen down to workers and farmers, which had given birth to a prosperous betting industry.

"Yes, it is confirmed that an unknown Evil Spirit exists in the Lingmu, and it is extremely dangerous... What is your reply?"

"What?"

'Sure enough, being stabbed in the back by one's own kin is the most painful. So Solon was actually a descendant of Sean...'

Liliyat inexplicably felt that the God's Messenger spoke with great philosophy, and he was actually considering matters of 'Immortals'—big figures who only existed in legends. Should one say he was worthy of being a favored one of the gods?

Aaron did not have much interest in slightly deformed racehorses; they were often only suitable for short-distance sprints, and their legs were extremely prone to injury, making them a poor choice for Knights in ancient times.

"Oh?"

But this was normal; after all, although the occult texts he had given to Jinni back then involved the paths of 'Darkness', 'Underworld', and 'Shadow', it was normal for some changes to occur after a thousand years of development.

Liliyat could not help but remind him.

How did the God's Messenger discover it?

Liliyat covered her mouth in surprise: "The one discovered by the 'Beast'? Mr. God's Messenger, you already know its location?"

Aaron silently complained in his heart: 'The descendants of bratty children are just as bratty!'

Liliyat felt even more fearful in her heart.

"Hello, may I ask if you are Mr. Yugesi?"

"Abandoning the flesh to obtain spiritual immortality... but the result is being gradually twisted and turning into a monster?"

Aaron laughed dumbly.

"Wouldn't that be equivalent to an 'Immortal'..."

This was top-secret information that could never be leaked!

"I see..."

Aaron waved his hand, ignoring the fact that he had sold rough information about Non-human Existences to the 'Cleric' Nicholas Inamu for 300 pounds, and faded into the darkness, disappearing from sight...

"I... I still won't go... Mr. God's Messenger, the Evil Spirit is the name of the Fourth Primordial Substance of the path of 'Underworld' I major in, and it is already 'Non-human'..."

He immediately felt that Liliyat and the forces behind her were still worth supporting.

The people of Invis had an unusual love for gambling and horse racing; every major city had corresponding horse races, and champion horses and jockeys were treated like superstars.

Currently, the most prominent racehorse in the Invis newspapers was 'Lightning Storm', which had transferred from the Lightning Club to the Crown Club at the beginning of the year, and the price the Crown paid for this was—40,000 pounds!

'Weikenuo Racecourse'!

This was the place he had found that was closest to the location of the ruins and easiest to use as a cover.

"How many occult texts regarding advancement does your family still possess, and how many paths do they involve?"

Aaron shook his head: "It seems that to become an 'Immortal', spiritual immortality and physical immortality are equally important; neither can be lacking!"

Aaron went out early in the morning, first taking the subway to the northernmost end of Green Forest City, then transferring to a carriage to reach the suburbs.

'For now, contacting them through an intermediary like Liliyat is fine; trust is built slowly.'

The next day.

Aaron's face beneath the mask wore a look that was not quite a smile, gazing at Liliyat as he waited for her explanation.

'However... I cannot be so direct; it will scare the other party, making them think that the Hidden Existence known as the Spirit of Delusion has set its sights on them...'

Liliyat struggled for a moment, but still answered frankly: "My father is an Extraordinary of the 'Shadow' path. The Green Banyan Council masters the three specialized paths of 'Shadow', 'Underworld', and 'Darkness', as well as some minor branches. It is said that the Council possesses Secret Transmissions up to the Fourth Primordial Substance, but I have never seen them... According to my father, much occult information was lost after the collapse of the Fabri Dynasty and the chaos of the Dark Age; perhaps even some key rituals and Curses are missing... I was originally very interested in the path of 'Shadow', but after testing, I found I was more suited to the Element of 'Underworld'..."

Aaron looked at Liliyat and suddenly asked: "Which path are you on? What Primordial Substance?"

"It's like this, I want to hire a horse to properly experience the joy of riding, and incidentally patrol the surrounding area..."

Aaron nodded noncommittally: "I am preparing to explore the ruins of that Sotos noble's Lingmu; would you like to come along?"

According to Aaron's occasional understanding, an ordinary racehorse that had undergone many generations of breeding and inbreeding was usually worth around one thousand pounds; if it had the bloodline of a champion racehorse, its value would often double.

"I am an Extraordinary of the First Primordial Substance specializing in the aspect of 'Underworld', and my title is 'Spirit Servant'..." Liliyat did not hide it and answered directly: "'Spirit Servant' possesses excellent mediumship abilities and can directly see Spirit Bodies... but it provides no bonus to physical fitness."

He continued to inquire.

"Then, thank you for the information you provided. If there are any gains from this exploration, I will pay you a reward."

"Evil Spirits have completely departed from human form, are immune to attacks like firearms, can pass through tangible objects like walls, and master powerful necromantic Curses that can directly attack a person's Spirit Body..." Liliyat took a deep breath: "More importantly... they are almost immortal! Purification-type abilities have their effects greatly weakened against them; even if they are destroyed, they will weirdly reappear after a period of time! And... they have initially broken free from the limitations of lifespan and can exist for hundreds of years!"

"Of course not!" Liliyat said calmly: "The most terrifying thing about Evil Spirits is that after transformation, their memories gradually disappear, and their personalities gradually become cold and insane... Even the most strong-willed person can only hold on for a few decades before they completely transform into a bloodthirsty monster... If they have died during this period, the degree of their madness will intensify instantly."

The manager of the Weikenuo Racecourse was named Hanke, and he was very enthusiastic about Aaron, who had been introduced by William Mark. He took him to visit the stables and grandly introduced a 'Supernova' that was said to have one-eighth the bloodline of 'Lightning Storm'.

Aaron nodded; he felt a sense of familiarity, yet also some strangeness.

Aaron smiled: "I am preparing to buy an estate nearby and build a stable to entertain friends who enjoy horse riding and hunting."

Hanke's smile stiffened slightly, and it seemed as if the tears of poverty were flowing in his heart...

(End of chapter)