Lord of Mysteries 2: Circle of Inevitability

His primary concern is resurrecting his wife, Helen. If I can fabricate a few cases of resurrection or discuss resurrection at certain mysticism gatherings and provide verifiable mysticism knowledge in related domains, this Demon Warlock might very well follow the clues I left behind…

However, this plan faces two challenges. The official Beyonders might have attempted similar schemes, and Burman, being cautious, could see through them. Additionally, the time needed for setup and waiting could be weeks or even months, a luxury I lack in Port Farim… I can only weave the plan gradually into mysticism gatherings and bar conversations, occasionally revealing “secrets” to make it more realistic and my motives less apparent…

Lost in his thoughts, Lumian relied on Batna Comté for occasional support, preventing mishaps during their walk. When Lumian had a complete albeit time-consuming plan, he stopped, removed the bandage covering his eyes, and smiled at Batna.

“Where are we? My intuition says there might be clues about the Demon Warlock hidden here.”

“It’s a regular street with regular houses. The residents seem wealthy and powerful,” Batna replied helplessly.

Lumian finally caught sight of the evening sun.

As Lumian adjusted to the evening sun, his eyes narrowed, and his heart quickened.

Although unfamiliar with many streets in Port Farim, his instinctive journey guided by fate had led him to a familiar place: 16 Rue Coreas!

The adjacent grayish-brown building, adorned with a sculpted outer wall, belonged to Fidel Guerra, the prominent merchant. Lumian had reserved Colorful Bearded Horned Lizard venom here last night and accepted a commission to hunt down Black Baronet Class Khizi!

“Temiboros, are you behind this?” Lumian’s immediate instinct was to question the Inevitability Angel sealed within him.

Termiboros remained silent, leaving Batna, standing beside Lumian, puzzled. He couldn’t fathom who Louis Berry was addressing.

If Termiboros didn’t intentionally lead me here, then something in Fidel Guerra’s house is aligning with my fate. Is it an item related to the Hunter pathway or connected to an evil god? Or could the clues to Demon Warlock Burman’s whereabouts truly be found at Fidel’s residence? Lumian’s mind raced as he rapidly considered a series of possibilities.

Staring at Fidel’s building, he evaluated the likelihood of the Demon Warlock’s presence.

Burman, engaged in numerous resurrection experiments, likely struggled to complete his preparations alone. Snatching various resources would draw the attention of both official Beyonders and pirates who sought his capture. Only the assistance of other evil Warlocks could provide him with the necessary help.

If a well-connected merchant like Fidel supported him in secret, Burman wouldn’t face difficulties obtaining experimental materials…

For Fidel, with a Sequence possibly not high enough, having a Demon Warlock reliant on him for covert protection is undoubtedly advantageous.

Considering Fidel’s clandestine business, vulnerable to attacks from powerful pirates or adventurers, having a Demon Warlock at his disposal makes sense.

In case of future conflicts with authorities, the Warlock could shield him, enabling a change of identity and a fresh start in another city or country. According to Aurore’s insights, such individuals often maintain fake identities and reserve assets in multiple places…

Last night, soon after I met Fidel, a mishap occurred involving the Demon Warlock’s failed experiment…

Lumian averted his gaze. Lumian increasingly suspected that the merchant, Fidel Guerra, had motives to shield Demon Warlock Burman.

Of course, if Termiboros intentionally guided him here, the situation would only become more complex and serious.

“What are you looking at?” Batna inquired, following Lumian’s gaze to 16 Rue Coreas.

“I met Fidel Guerra, a prominent merchant, here last night and received a commission from him,” Lumian replied candidly.

“What commission?” Batna asked with curiosity.

Lumian responded with a smile, “Hunt the captain of the Golden Nepos, Black Baronet Class Khizi.”

“Is the rumor true that Black Baronet Class hijacked Fidel’s shipment? Fidel hired numerous adventurers to deal with Black Baronet…” Batna enlightened before lowering his voice. “Don’t tell anyone about this.”

“Why?” Lumian inquired with a smile.

Batna, stroking his neatly trimmed stubble, whispered, “These bounties and commissions don’t necessitate actual acceptance, nor do they require success.”