Chapter 897: Chapter 578: Lucy Goes Missing (Vote for Monthly Tickets!)
“Hmm?”
Chen Lun, who was sitting on the sofa reading a poetry collection, suddenly paused his fingers from turning the pages, looking slightly dazed.
Floey, sitting next to him, looked at him with puzzlent and asked with concern:
“What’s the matter?”
Chen Lun shook his head and gave her a smile.
“It’s nothing, just soone praying to .”
Floey nodded, got up, and offered to make him a cup of hot milk.
She knew her man was already a demigod, capable of receiving prayers. Although a bit curious, she wisely chose not to press further.
Watching Floey’s beautiful silhouette in the black dress, Chen Lun cald his mind and sensed the prayers coming from a distant place.
“You are the door to the great chapter, the beginning of the grand epic… You are the finale of the supre drama, the end of all myths… The foreign lord hidden in the Immortal Realm, the White Scale Dragon that sees through Destiny, Your Majesty Jack Spett…”
He seed to see through the endless void, seeing a group of students in the freezing Saint Byron Academy praying to him with anxious faces.
“Teacher, Senior Lucy is missing! We were supposed to go out together today, but she’s not in the apartnt. We’ve searched everywhere… Raphael restored scenes from the past, but they were interfered with by a more powerful force. We suspect she’s in danger!”
Felisiano, sweating on his forehead, nervously closed his eyes and muttered.
Raphael stood beside him, looking serious, while Asoka showed worried and concerned eyes.
“… We hope to get your help, teacher,” Felisiano finally said softly.
Chen Lun, looking down at the three of them, frowned slightly.
‘Lucy is missing?’
A regular student, she was usually quite low-profile and wouldn’t cause any trouble, so how did she go missing suddenly… Chen Lun felt puzzled about this.
‘Current life status of Lucy Payne.’
Ding!
Chen Lun silently uttered this, casually tossing a Gold Pound, which spun a few tis before landing in his palm, the sunny human face on the coin facing up.
‘Hmm, still alive.’
Chen Lun looked calm.
Gently lifting his left index finger, a world map appeared out of thin air on the clean coffee table, and the Gold Pound in his right hand was flicked out again.
‘Current location of Lucy Payne.’
Ding!
The round Gold Coin rolled over the map.
It first circled the territory of the Tresor Empire, then slowly went northward into the domain of the Byron Kingdom, as if an invisible force was nudging it forward.
Eventually, its speed slowed near the Enlightennt Harbor in the River Bay Area of Byron.
‘Sothing’s interfering with my divination?’
Chen Lun sneered coldly.
He snapped his fingers.
Snap!
“Shining Nova,” “Great Destiny,” and “Bearer of Destiny” all converged, coupled with Chen Lun’s own Sequence Three demigod status, and the authority boost on Destiny Faction abilities from the “Hide and Seek” bookmark.
Even if it were an angel, Chen Lun felt confident in confronting it remotely!
A faint psychedelic hue emanated from him, his eyes sparkling like white diamonds.
The Gold Coin on the coffee table, which was about to lie flat, suddenly stood up again and continued rolling… It bypassed Enlightennt Harbor and Saint Byron Academy, continued over the ocean, heading deep into the vast sea.
Beyond the edge of the map, there was a human dwelling called the “Explorer Islands,” which marks the limit of the explored areas on the Sun Continent.
However, the Gold Coin still did not stop.
After rolling over the Explorer Islands, it rolled off the map and fell under the coffee table with a clatter.
The strange phenonon on Chen Lun gradually faded; he sat composedly on the sofa, quietly looking at the Gold Coin on the floor, his brows slightly furrowed.
“It actually went to the Mist Island…”
The known Mist Islands are located in three places, forming a triangular formation around the Sun Continent: the southwest, directly north, and southeast in the depths of the Mist Sea.
Divination indicated that Lucy’s current position was on the Mist Islands directly north.
After drinking the hot milk personally made by Floey, Chen Lun sent a ssage remotely to Felisiano and the other students—
“I have been inford.”
Not minding the students’ joy, Chen Lun imdiately greeted Floey before heading out.
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Over ten minutes later.
In the white juniper district of the northern Byron Kingdom, Bonsheng Harbor.
Chen Lun still donned his black clothing and hat, with an added thick high-collared overcoat, holding a white cane, boarded a dium-sized rchant-passenger ship set to sail.
This ship was called the “Howard,” considered a product of the Moses Expedition Group, sold as a strategic resource by the Empire to the Byron Kingdom.
The Howard’s sailing route is quite straightforward—it heads to the Explorer Islands in the far north of the Mist Sea and then returns, dealing in living supplies and occasionally transporting small amounts of special products and passengers.
Chen Lun had long noticed the near-sea area of the Mist Sea was relatively normal, but the far-sea region was shrouded in thick fog, significantly interfering with spatial movent even for a demigod… So he planned to take the ship to the Explorer Islands first and then fly across to the Mist Island to search for Lucy’s whereabouts.
‘There’s high-level interference behind this matter…’
Handing the ticket to the sailor, Chen Lun walked straight to the deck, leaning against the railing to watch the sea, pondering.
Lucy was rely an ordinary mid-sequence Transcendent, unique only for her high Charm and high Luck.
‘Especially her Luck Points… After experiencing two consecutive surges, her Luck Points were over 90 before I left the academy, which is quite abnormal.’
Chen Lun had done divinations for Lucy before, even peering into her Destiny, but everything seed normal.
He squinted slightly as he gazed at the distant horizon, suspecting that Lucy’s sudden disappearance might be related to the surge in her Luck Points.
Perhaps, it was due to her Luck unknowingly reaching the special value of 100 points, triggering so unforeseen change.
‘We’ll see once we get there… Besides, I’m curious about Mist Island.’
Chen Lun mused.
His fearlessness stemd from his confidence in his own Strength.
At this mont, more passengers boarded the deck, adding to the noise and bustle.
Won hugged crying children, humming a famous local nursery rhy to soothe them. A few slightly drunk n exchanged jokes and insults, discussing topics seemingly related to tavern girls ashore.
There were also so well-dressed middle-aged rchants, incessantly exchanging information, their expressions sotis excited and sotis worried.
One figure caught Chen Lun’s attention. Wrapped in a thick coat, with a scarf and a woolen hat covering his appearance, he hastily rushed to the railing upon boarding and took deep breaths.
Chen Lun calmly swept a glance over him, his eyes swirling with mist.
[Boone (Magic Faction Sequence Five – Sculptor/Madman School)]
If it were rely a Sequence Five Transcendent, it might not have caught Chen Lun’s eye. But the key elent was this individual’s Race, which wasn’t human…
[Race: Finfolk (Northern Continent)]
‘Supernatural Creatures…’
Chen Lun muttered to himself.
When he departed Peacock City for the Royal City, he sailed with the Circus onboard the “Pearl Barmogo,” encountering an attack by Finfolk along the way… These Supernatural Creatures are akin to humanoid intelligent races, sowhat similar to Sea Demons, but their innate abilities are slightly inferior, only slightly surpassing ordinary humans.
Chen Lun was surprised that this person didn’t choose the Deep Sea Path and instead went on the Magic Path…
From the speakers hanging on the ship’s iron walls, the rough voice of the mate resonated, announcing precautions twice and informing passengers of the impending voyage.
Soon, the Sailors checked the sea conditions along the railings, the anchor was raised, and a loud steam whistle pierced through the dock.
Woo—
The Howard glided away from the shore.
Chen Lun looked back, seeing far fewer pedestrians on the dock compared to his arrival, scattered and indifferent to the Howard’s departure, scurrying past in haste.
Fog began to rise around.
An inexplicable and eerie atmosphere quietly erged.
Chen Lun instinctively furrowed his brows.
He sensed sothing was amiss but couldn’t pinpoint it. His Spiritual Intuition showed no anomalies, a divination confird everything was usual.
‘Interesting…’
Chen Lun nonchalantly withdrew his gaze.
Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Boone, the Finfolk Mage, taking out a thick to from his arms and studying it in the sea breeze.
Seeing his earnest expression and inquisitive eyes, Chen Lun couldn’t help but think of the professors from Saint Byron Institute, even librarian Gallio.
‘This is a guy with a strong thirst for knowledge.’
Chen Lun comnted.
He planned to take out a poetry collection to pass the ti when a group of n and won in plaid robes silently arrived on deck.
There were seven or eight of them, carrying no luggage, looking like they weren’t going far.
These people moved to Chen Lun’s right by the railing, whispering amongst themselves and covertly glancing at Boone, secretly observing sothing.
Leaning on the railing, Chen Lun opened a poetry book to read, perceiving everything on deck without raising his head.
‘The Madman School’s elite Transcendent “Heart of Knowledge” team… Is this a pursuit of a criminal? Or so other action? The target seems to be the Finfolk Mage nad Boone.’
Understanding settled in Chen Lun’s heart, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
He seed intrigued by the upcoming events.
As he knew, the Madman School’s approach is usually conservative, to put it harshly, “self-enclosed,” solely interested in knowledge, ignoring all irrelevant mundane matters.
Since the Heart of Knowledge team boarded the ship, Boone either committed a grave offense or possessed sothing sought by the Madman School.
The n and won in plaid robes seed to have agreed on a strategy, silently dispersing their formation, blending among the ship passengers on deck… It appeared they planned to quietly surround Boone.
Boone buried his head in the thick to, eyes engrossed.
With another page turned, he sighed contentedly.
At this mont, he finally sensed sothing amiss, turned around, recognizing several familiar figures in his line of sight, his face changed.
He hurriedly tucked the to back into his chest, then produced a palm-sized stone sculpture, seemingly preparing to defend himself.
However, Chen Lun raised an eyebrow.
The sculpture in Boone’s hand looked very familiar.
It matched the specifications of a “weird sculpture,” though not octopus-shaped, but a twin-headed dead fish.
Then the mont of conflict arrived.
Boom!!
The Howard shook violently, having sailed quite far from the port.
Passengers on the deck scread in horror.
In the surrounding mist, hundreds of enormous black shadows faintly appeared, their outlines resembling large fish with tall dorsal fins, or bizarre sea creatures.
The sky was suddenly filled with oppressive clouds, as if a Storm were about to descend.
Chen Lun silently observed all this.
He finally realized where the previous sense of unease originated…
The Destiny of everyone aboard this ship abruptly ended here.
‘They will all perish in this mariti disaster.’
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