Chapter 1171: Chapter 1139: Count Misar
Faced with Baiyu’s simple request, Harley Bain couldn’t possibly refuse.
Soon.
Harley Bain had arranged accommodation.
And Baiyu didn’t take advantage, paying a month’s rent for this villa.
During this period, Alfred was about to take action, and Baiyu was unaware of how things would unfold in Abaida afterwards.
After returning from the Adventurer’s Club, Baiyu, accompanied by Nancy and Cang Yan, arrived at the new residence.
This villa was located in the Abai Bridge District.
The Baida River ran through the entirety of Abaida, splitting the city in half, with a large bridge in the middle linking the halves.
Surrounding this bridge.
Defines the area of the Abai Bridge District.
It is considered a regular residential area.
However, the residence Harley arranged for Baiyu was at the edge of the Abai District, near the surrounding Golden Phoenix District.
And the Golden Phoenix District.
Is comparable to the Golden Holy District’s rich area.
"So big."
Nancy was rather shocked upon seeing the villa that resembled an ancient castle.
Baiyu’s face slightly twitched.
Of course, it was big.
At that time, he spoke boastfully, pretending to be rich; the price for renting this house for just one month could easily buy a fine residence in other areas of the Abai Bridge District.
And this was after a discount; if Harley wasn’t seeking collaboration with Baiyu, it wouldn’t have been available for rent.
This villa was once home to a significant figure from the Bain Clan, but after some changes, it had been left unoccupied.
Regarding the quietness and secrecy Harley had promised.
Because for two kilometers around this ancient castle, there were gardens and woods, belonging to private territory, as part of the castle’s scope.
This vast area.
Can only be described as luxurious.
"Hello."
The three arrived outside the castle villa.
An old man dressed in a formal black suit greeted them: "I’m the servant arranged by Miss Harley, Rulers. Are you Mr. Black Night?"
"Mm."
Baiyu nodded.
"Then let me introduce the situation here to you." Rulers said with a very low posture.
"Lead the way."
Baiyu nodded.
Rulers walked in front, introducing Baiyu to the castle as they went.
In summary.
This is a historical castle that witnessed the Bain Clan’s glorious past, and its present appearance reflects the current state of the Bain Clan.
Just walking through the entire castle, introducing each part, took a full two hours.
"Mr. Black Night, if you have any affairs, you can send me a message directly.
Do you need me to arrange servants for you?
I can only delegate personnel from the Bain Clan if you’re okay with that."
Baiyu politely declined the offer.
He didn’t want to be found by Bain Clan executives every time he went to the bathroom during the day.
"Alright, I’ll leave for now."
Rulers stepped out of the castle.
Baiyu took a deep breath, stopped Cang Yan, who wanted to choose a room, and said to Nancy beside him: "Wait a moment, I need to conduct an experiment."
Nancy and Cang Yan both stopped, watching him.
"What experiment?"
Cang Yan asked curiously.
"About a secret experiment. If it succeeds, Nancy, you won’t have to worry about being tracked by the Reckoners for a while."
Nancy’s eyes sparkled as she heard about the experiment.
"Let’s do it."
Baiyu led them into a closed room and used spirituality to create a Spiritual Wall, forming an enclosed space within the room.
Under Nancy and Cang Yan’s expectant gaze.
Baiyu took various materials out from a sealing object that resembled a pencil case.
Including Dark Flower and Sleeping Grass.
Then.
Baiyu lit a bottle of incense, releasing a faint aroma that made people sleepy.
In this atmosphere.
Baiyu took out a marker and a prepared bottle of black paint.
Then.
He calmed his mind and began slowly drawing a complex symbol on the ground, resembling a starry sky filled with a round moon and lunar radiance dispersed all around.
Though it’s merely a simple sketch.
It exudes an immense, profound feeling.
Baiyu meticulously finished the pattern, placing Sleeping Grass, Dark Flower, and other materials at its four corners.
"The universe’s deep darkness, the black moon’s serene silence, I ask you to illuminate the dark path ahead."
Baiyu chanted silently in his heart.
Once this Forged Words sequence ended, the entire black spirit array began to glow, with Dark Flower and Sleeping Grass swiftly dissolving into pure stream, merging into the spirit array’s center.
Soon.
A blob of black paint appeared in the center of the spirit array, emitting powerful spirituality.
Baiyu gathered the black paint, using a brush to draw a Black Moon symbol on Nancy’s arm.
Instantly.
Upon completing the symbol, Baiyu felt Nancy’s spirituality vanish without a trace.
"Does it really work?"
Nancy’s voice quivered with excitement as she looked at Baiyu expectantly.
"Yes, it truly works. I can’t sense your spirituality now. However, this is just a basic concealment; we need to test it further."
Baiyu took out the divination crystal ball.
Then divined Nancy.
The divination failed.
"It works as a secret power, so this way, the extraordinary of the divination sequence can’t find you."
Baiyu clapped his hands with a smile: "Alright, go handle your own matters. I also need to go out for a while. Inform me immediately if any situation arises."
Nancy nodded: "Yes, I’ll notify you."
...
Abaida Center.
In an ivory-colored domed palace, Count Misar in crisp military attire sat at his desk processing documents.
His temples were gray.
His eyes bore deep lines.
Yet his gaze remained sharp, and the hand gripping the pen was meticulous as he annotated documents.
"Lord Earl."
The office door opened.
A young man entered, closing the door quietly.
Click.
Once the door closed.
The room seemed isolated from the outside world as if transformed into a separate realm.
"What is it, Jack?"
Count Misar set down his pen, quietly observing the young man before him, speaking no further while exuding immense pressure.
Having long resided in a position of power.
This aura unconsciously emanated.
"Lord Earl, a group of Reckoners has entered Abaida these past days and hasn’t left."
Jack kneeled, eyes fixed on the floor’s pattern, reporting with a low stance.
"Reckoners? Why did they come to Abaida, to collect lifespan?"
Count Misar smiled slightly, picking up the nearby teacup.
"According to our intelligence network, the Reckoners’ leader lost something very important, stolen by one of their own."
Jack reported solemnly.
