Chapter 561: Top-tier Collaborator

After making the choice, Lumian had the opportunity to ask:

"Who is the suspect?"

"Lato Giallo." The "Knight of Swords" reported a name.

Lumian knew this person. He was also a commissioner of the Fishermen's Guild, not only owning three large fishing boats and shares in the Santa Harbor Fishing Company but also involved in shipbuilding and ice making. Someone in his family had married a "Maiden of the Sea" over a hundred years ago.

Lumian asked one more question thoughtfully:

"What is the relationship between Lato Giallo and the Balansat Ship Rental Company?"

"He is a creditor of that company and has arranged for quite a few family members to join." The "Knight of Swords" answered simply.

"No wonder." Lumian nodded slightly, thinking for a moment, "Let's meet at the intersection of Saint Lana Street and Golden Wheat Street, three minutes later, how about that?"

He hadn't been to the place where Lato Giallo's large family lived and hadn't mastered the corresponding spirit world coordinates, so he could only "teleport" to a street near the target—he left directly using "Spirit World Travel" because he didn't want to alert the monitors in the dark.

"Okay." The "Knight of Swords'" figure instantly blurred and disappeared, losing its trace.

Lumian spent two minutes drinking water, putting on his vest, and wearing his straw hat, then let the black mark on his right shoulder light up with faint light.

His figure then disappeared in the room with the curtains drawn.

At the intersection of Saint Lana Street and Golden Wheat Street, Lumian walked out of a dark corner and saw the "Knight of Swords," with messy brown hair, wearing a linen shirt and dark brown vest, standing on the edge of the crimson moonlight, his face pale, his eyes suppressed, as if he would tear off his human skin at any time, turn into a monster, and erupt with various desires accumulated in his heart.

Others might not have such a clear perception, but Lumian was an "Ascetic," whose trait was to endure and suppress emotions and desires, and he had a natural sensitivity to similar situations.

It really is the "Temperance Faction"... Seeing the "Knight of Swords'" appearance, an absurd and ridiculous thought suddenly emerged in Lumian's mind:

Brother, do you want to believe in Fate as well? If you become a "Mendicant Friar" or an "Ascetic," you won't have to endure so hard!

Of course, Lumian just thought about this suggestion casually and definitely wouldn't bring it up—if there weren't enough encounters, the gifts of evil gods would only make Beyonders of the potion system gradually alienate, becoming humanoid monsters irrevocably, changing toward the corresponding evil god step by step. But his thought just now also showed that certain sequences of the gift system and certain sequences of the potion system could complement each other, producing a result of one plus one greater than two.

"Let's go." Seeing that the "Knight of Swords" was just looking at him without saying a word, Lumian had to take the initiative to speak.

The "Knight of Swords" nodded, walking along the shadows by the street, turning into Golden Wheat Street, and heading north all the way.

Not long after, the two arrived at the five-story building of the Giallo family that looked like a small castle.

Looking at the windows reflecting the lamp light and the gray-blue outer wall, the "Knight of Swords" pointed to one of the glass panes:

"That is Lato's bedroom. He and his wife sleep in separate rooms."

The intelligence was gathered very detailed and accurately... Lumian nodded slightly and thought for a moment:

"What is your action plan?"

"Sneak in directly and control the target." The "Knight of Swords" gave his answer in a very brief way.

Wouldn't this be too simple and crude? The Giallo family shouldn't just hire Beyonders, and the members themselves must have obtained power brought by the Sea-Praying Ritual... Lumian thought of the special nature of "Wraiths," evaluated his own abilities, put one hand in his pocket, and replied leisurely:

"Okay."

As soon as the words fell, his body had already degenerated into a shadow, merging into the darkness.

The "Knight of Swords" beside him had long since disappeared.

Relying on multiple shadows on the outer wall of the building, Lumian quickly sneaked into Lato Giallo's room.

The next second, he saw the target:

That was a middle-aged man with slightly curly black hair and dark brown eyes. He was wearing a dark blue cotton bathrobe, his face was long, and his beard was thick but trimmed very neatly.

At this time, Lato Giallo had a look of horror, his body was stiff, and he was swaying toward the shadow where Lumian was hiding.

Lumian saw that in the eyes of this commissioner of the Fishermen's Guild, there were two figures reflected, both of which were the "Knight of Swords" wearing a dark brown vest and linen shirt, with a pale face and messy brown hair!

Seeing that this commissioner of the Fishermen's Guild was in a state where his body was out of control and he couldn't even open his mouth to shout, Lumian walked out of the shadows directly and changed back to his original appearance.

He suddenly felt that the surrounding air had become very heavy, as heavy as seawater.

Other than that, there was no other abnormality.

Lumian exerted force with his feet and walked in front of Lato Giallo like a swamp.

He didn't use "Hum-Ha Technique" directly. Firstly, it was because the other party looked like he lacked the ability to resist and could be controlled by other means, so there was no need to waste spirituality. Secondly, he wasn't sure if "Hum-Ha Technique" would knock both of them out together when the "Knight of Swords" was forcibly possessing Lato Giallo.

Lumian took out the bottle of sleeping potion originating from the "Society of Bliss," unscrewed the cap, and brought it to Lato Giallo's nose.

He fanned the wind with his hand, accelerating the flow of gas. After about ten seconds, the commissioner of the Fishermen's Guild closed his eyes and fainted.

He was still standing, not falling to the ground.

Now, the one completely controlling his body was the Minor Arcana card of the Tarot Club, "Knight of Swords."

This is even easier than me using "Teleportation" plus "Hum-Ha Technique"... After dealing with so many Beyonders before, this is the only one I didn't even have to move my hand, just walked slowly to him, let him smell the anesthetic, and solved it smoothly... "Wraith" is really the top-tier collaborator... Hmm, "Wraith" is immune to anesthetic gas, the anesthetic from the "Bliss Society" didn't produce any effect on him... Lumian saw this result without any obvious movement, and for a moment, he felt like he hadn't participated in the battle at all.

He put the "Bliss Society" anesthetic back into the dark pocket and took out the truth serum, feeding nearly one-third to Lato Giallo in a hurry—he felt that the effect of the anesthetic shouldn't last too long on a Beyonder with unknown traits like Lato Giallo, so he fed the medicine quickly, striving to complete the preparation before the target woke up.

In just twenty or thirty seconds, Lato Giallo opened his eyes.

He first saw the great adventurer Louis Berry wearing a golden straw hat and the faint smile on the other party's face, then discovered that he didn't know when he had sat on a chair, facing the long sofa in the bedroom.

Lato opened his mouth, about to shout, but felt his vocal cords were out of his control, and there was no movement at all.

"Recognized your situation?" Lumian leaned back against the sofa back and placed his right foot on his left knee.

He used Intis.

Lato showed fear, and couldn't even answer by nodding.

He could use certain abilities, but he had already determined that it couldn't deal with the great adventurer Louis Berry, only exchanging for a new coma or thunderous blow.

"What do you want to do?" Suddenly, Lato made a sound.

He also knew Intis.

After speaking, he tried to raise his hand in surprise, trying to touch his neck, but couldn't do it at all.

Lato Giallo finally quieted down.

Lumian smiled and said:

"Ask you some questions. If you answer well, I don't mind letting you live until tomorrow to help me promote."

Lato was silent for a few seconds and said:

"What do you want to know?"

Lumian shook his right ankle slightly:

"Are Nolphi and Bartner here with you?"

"Yes." Lato said with a strong desire to talk, "They are locked in the basement. They are still alive; I just wanted to use them."

"Use them to do what?" Lumian asked with great interest.

Lato's lips moved for a while and said:

"Use them to let you find the sea area where the Sea-Praying Ritual is held, and guide you to rent a boat to go there."

"So that note was written by you..." Lumian pretended to suddenly realize, "How do you plan to guide me?"

Lato wanted to find some good words to decorate his behavior, but his mouth was faster than his brain:

"Let you investigate that Nolphi and the others want to rent a boat to go to sea, and then arrange for them to find an opportunity to escape from here, tell you some things, and let you know the special nature of that sea area."

"And then?" Lumian asked curiously.

Lato closed his mouth tightly, but eventually opened it:

"What they said is all true, but there is one thing they don't know:

"Never fight with 'Children of the Ocean' at sea!

"Juan Oro will be waiting for you in that sea area and bury you completely!"

So Nolphi's clue was provided by someone from the Fishermen's Guild pretending to have dissent, with the purpose of digging a trap for me and getting rid of me... If I hadn't quickly shown an inclination to investigate the Sea-Praying Ritual, giving Nolphi and Bartner value to be used, they might have already been sunk to the bottom of the sea... The small trouble targeting Lu Lu Jianuo was to paralyze me... Lumian's thoughts turned, and he heard Lato say with difficulty:

"You hadn't even started investigating, how did you find your way here?

"You only sent your translator to ask about the whereabouts of Nolphi and the others, and there was no follow-up..."

Lumian smiled meaningfully:

"You thought I wanted to investigate the Sea-Praying Ritual by myself?

"I represent the will of quite a few people, and many of my companions are still hiding in the shadows of Santa Harbor."

Lato felt the stiffness and coldness of his body and believed this sentence.

Lumian raised his right hand and rubbed his chin:

"Where does your power come from?"

Lato made a sound in his throat and said:

"From the ocean. Every Sea-Praying Ritual brings us power.

"

Similar to a Gift? Theoretically speaking, if the power of a Gift is not replenished, it will also gradually weaken... Lumian thought for a moment and said:

"The Sea Prayer Ceremony is a large-scale ritual to pray for a bestowal, and the 'Viceroy of the Sea' is the main sacrificial offering?"

Lato deliberated for a moment and said:

"He is both the sacrificial offering and the chief celebrant; Juan Oro and we are the assistant celebrants."

"The Sea Prayer Ceremony is actually a ritual to marry the sea and let it be satisfied; the bestowing of power is incidental."

"Marry the sea?" Lumian suddenly felt that his imagination was not yet rich enough.

(End of chapter)