Back in Uzira, near the kingdom's capital city, Minos, and his group scanned the outskirts of where they had been attacked earlier, confirming that there was no one around at the mont.
Minos sighed, but couldn't help noticing the Nautilus' Compass pointing him away from the city.
But now he understood that part of himself better than ever. The Nautilus' Compass was like the black mask that Gloria had absorbed. They were parts of a True Celestial's body with innate characteristics that could or could not be activated in the user, depending on their individual characteristics.
Gloria could form clones of herself because of her innate ability, while Artor was unable to do the sa. Minos could see the best way forward, as he had prophetic abilities that allowed him to use the weapon to its full potential. From this factor, he knew that the Nautilus' Compass did not imply with its directions that sothing would be good or bad, but rather the probabilities.
One's fate could be very different, with them following almost identical paths, with only a few slight differences. In Minos' view, the sa was true of what the Nautilus' Compass showed him.
'There are probably one or more Celestials in this city, so obviously my fate could be about to go up in smoke.' He pondered as he led his group towards Mylecent. 'But the sa thing could have happened—or will happen—for my journey in Hell.
For now, I'm fine and I think I can keep things that way. I just have to be careful not to attract the attention of the possible Celestials that may exist in this city.'
"Let's cancel our cultivation from now on," Minos said quietly so that his companions could hear him. "Half of you will act as guards and the others will pretend to be rchants traveling with us." He pointed to the Hell Lifelings.
Minos had deliberately chosen a group of Hell Lifelings native to Uzira to co on this journey with them.
The group moved into position promptly after their commands, with his three won disguising themselves together.
"How do we get to Mylecent?" Abby asked, aware that this was the really complicated part of their plans.
Mylecent was under pressure from the royal family. Obviously, the family didn't know that the woman had been hiding right under their noses, otherwise Mylecent would already be dead. But there were observers everywhere and the appearance of any suspicious person or her escape from the city could easily alert the many eyes and ears in the city.
But their plan was to take her to a place where she would have more freedom to plan her next actions on the continent, where they could put a group of a few Hell Lifelings in her command to advise the rebels in their cause.
To complete their plans, they needed to make a perfect escape after contacting her group without leaving any clues behind.
Minos had a plan, which was slowly changing shape as they approached the first entrance to the city, where guards from the royal family with large symbols of Uzira's house of necromancers were positioned, keeping an eye on movent in the area.
Uzira was a wealthy continent and, for the natives of the continent, traveling through the area was much easier than for foreigners and rebels. The flow of people and vehicles at the entrance the group was about to pass was strong, with everything from simple, low-level individuals moving around to powerful specialists.
Minos said halfway through, "It's going to be a question of her side understanding who we are. We're traders, okay? Let's try to do business."
Seeing the smile on Minos' lips, the won couldn't help but trust him. He seed pretty sure that it would work out, so they wouldn't be the ones to doubt him.
They passed through the entrance to the city without any problems, most of their group hiding their cultivations, while so of the 'guards' showed 11th stage cultivations.
They were even questioned, Gloria managing to fool the city guards by showing similarities between them and the local people.
Her mask could also reflect the aura and accent of those she wished, which helped them greatly in their disguise.
Following the cobbled streets of the capital city, the group saw a very diverse place in terms of the continent's native races. But sothing caught their attention when they saw people in chains moving through almost every street in the city.
So of those individuals were doing nial jobs, carrying their masters' purchases. Others were doing manual labor, working on repairs, maintenance, and services that few would want to do.
Sothing in common connected all the chained individuals around this city.
Abby said quietly, revealing so of the knowledge she had inherited from the level 124 soul fragnt. "So of Uzira's invaders aren't killed or sent to Cursed Rock. They are traded as slaves and sold to anyone with the seals of the royal family."
"Seals? What do these seals look like?" Ruth asked as she observed how brutally so slave masters treated their human resources.
In particular, she saw a little lady kicking an alien magical creature in the face.
Abby regretted the future of that little girl being allowed to do such an act and replied to her harem sister, "The royal family of Uzira is very thodical in its actions. There is no nobility here. Everyone is either a mber of the royal family or a subordinate.
mbers of the royal family have an unlimited number of seals that can be distributed to new mbers whenever they want. Subordinates, on the other hand, can be awarded these seals.
The seals are rights of possession. One can use them to claim the right to rule certain areas or even to exploit resources. In short, these seals give you rights. If you have a minimum number of seals, you can buy slaves."
The group understood a little more about the workings of the kingdom as Minos led the way, finally passing through the city's central square, from where they spotted the royal family's palace. From that place, the group felt a strong aura of death, sothing easy for them to notice, given the connection to Hell that each of them had.
"That place has a lot of fugitives from Hell." Minos muttered to his won. "I can almost feel my crown forcing to act."
"I feel the sa way."
The three replied almost simultaneously.
"What should we do?" Abby looked at her husband.
"Nothing about them. We have to contact the observers from Mylecent and Ysolt. And to do that, we have to go to the local fair." He pointed in the opposite direction of the royal palace.
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