Translator: Sigma Editor: Sigma
Heimsarah’s thoughts were very vague and ambiguous, not clear at all; it could not form a complete discourse. It spoke like a person with expression disorder: in a confusing way and stumbling. Sui Xiong had to expend some effort to understand every sentence to get what it meant.
This legendary sea monster seemed to not have encountered a strong existence that could understand it for a long time, so it said a lot of things without a break. He spoke just like an elderly person with Alzheimer’s that prattled along in a disorderly, long-winded way.
Communicating with it was definitely not a pleasant thing, but Sui Xiong was still patient, and chatted slowly with it. At his suggestion, Heimsarah pulled back his own strength, so the sea surface that originally had violent storms and dark clouds suddenly turned calm, as if the storm had been an illusion.
The captain was overjoyed, hurriedly directed the sailors to hoist the sail, and also used a scroll for wind-making to create a strong gust of sea wind that pushed the sailboat to travel fast, and leave the Hell Bay as if it were running for its life.
Oh, not “as if;” it was running for its life.
Below the calm sea, Sui Xiong and Heimsarah were chatting. Mostly, Heimsarah was speaking while Sui Xiong was only responsible for listening and asking.
Heimsarah was in a good mood to talk in an almost endless way because it hardly ever encountered an existence that it could communicate with in an equal way. As it did not have any secret consciousness, it answered all that Sui Xiong asked. It was like he talked about all that he knew.
When Sui Xiong asked why it appeared here, it suddenly became agitated, shouted for a long time before it finally stabilized its emotions, and told Sui Xiong the reasons.
Not long ago, Heimsarah felt the breath of Timsar, its long-time enemy, followed ir slowly through the breath, and passed by this place. According to its senses, Timsar was still in front.
Sui Xiong immediately thought of the shipwreck that had taken place in the Great Wild Horn, and could not help but secretly guess: Is Timsar still at the Great Wild Horn? Or even if it has left, has it gone far?
However, he was very curious about an incident. Both Heimsarah and Timsar were split from the wreckage of the ‘The Living Tsunami,’ Sarament, so they should be considered siblings. So why did Heimsarah call Timsar a “long-time enemy?”
He asked the question. Heimsarah replied that when they were split from the wreckage of Sarament, they evenly divided the remaining divinity and supernatural power of Sarament, who failed to be apotheosized. Nature told them that as long as they could kill each other and devour each other’s divinity and supernatural power, they could fundamentally enhance their lives. Even if that was not enough to make them try again to be apotheosized, at least they would be able to become leaders among the demigods.
More importantly, their strength was incomplete because the two sides split the forces of storm, tsunami, and so on. It was precisely for this reason that Heimsarah had a bit of dementia. If it wanted to heal itself and get a full sense of reasoning and clear thinking, it needed to kill Timsar and restore all its power.
Of course, the most important reason was simple; it hated Timsar, and presumably, this also applied to Timsar.
“I feel that the most important thing is completely reversed,” Sui Xiong quietly complained. He accompanied his new friend to gallop in the sea, and rushed to follow its senses.
Of course, he did not forget to send a message to Ray, so that his loyal knight didn’t worry.
Heimsarah’s strength was stronger than Timsar’s, but its movement was relatively slow. So even if it sensed the breath of Timsar, there was no way for it to catch up. It could only follow it behind it in vain. But with the help of Sui Xiong, the situation was completely different. It was just an avatar of Sui Xiong that was there, whose fighting power was far weaker than Sui Xiong himself, who was accumulating strength up in the sky above the northwestern part of this continent. But the avatar’s strength was sufficient to help Heimsarah.
With the help of Sui Xiong, Heimsarah pulled back his enormous strength and turned its whole body into a mass of whistling tornado on the sea. It swam towards the Great Wild Horn without haste.
Its speed was still not fast—it seemed to Sui Xiong not too different from the speed of a turtle crawling— but Heimsarah was very satisfied with this speed. It was a high speed that he never had in his life, and it would make sure that Timsar was unlikely to be so fast!
As long as he could keep the current pace and follow the natural sense of the other, it would not take long for Heimsarah to catch up with Timsar and completely eliminate the one he had battled with for countless years.
The days of maritime navigation always went by quickly, and a blink of an eye more than a month had passed. They smoothly arrived in Kingdom of the Blue Moon by vessel, and they also found the ship to Gars City after taking a short rest. Although it was a cargo ship with bad accommodations, for those busy searching for clues it was not a big deal that the living conditions were a bit tough.
After a period of travel that was absolutely not pleasing, they finally reached their destination and disembarked at Gars.
The name of Gars City was from the local specialty, ‘fragrant leaf.’ It was an important food spice and was only extensively grown around Gars City. It was an excellent condiment. Although some of its variants were not suitable for being served as foods, they could be cosmetics. Geranium (the fragrant leaf) was the city’s most important source of income, and also the origin of the name of the city; ‘Gars’ was the pronunciation of ‘fragrant leaf’ in the local dialect.
It was said that local specialty, geranium, was grown out of the fallen leaves of the holy trees of the Goddess of Forest/Goddess of Harvest/Goddess of Sea/Goddess of Moon/Goddess of Marsh (many denominations claimed that the geranium was the masterpiece of their Goddess, and the holy classics of many denominations had similar contents). Although it was unknown why leaves fallen to the ground would turn into white lovely flowers and grasses, the wonderful thing was that geranium as a spice could indeed only flourish in Gars City and its surrounding areas. Even if you made do and planted it elsewhere, its output and quality would be greatly reduced.
The earliest one here to do business with geranium was a viscount with the surname of Wright; later the family declined for unknown reasons, and its business was captured by the Riley family that rose after Viscount Wright’s family. After seizing the major share of the geranium business, the Riley family placed their trade focus on sea transportation. They gradually built and expanded its originally shallow water port. With the efforts of almost ten generations, they finally built an important port city on the east coast of the continent.
At the beginning of each spring, when the best edible geraniums that had been growing throughout the winter were about to be harvested, every denomination would jointly hold a grand ceremony for the commencement of geranium picking. Not only would there be wonderful performances at this ceremony, but clergymen would also pray for holy graces to descend a rain of grace that could cure all pain. So at the end of every winter, there would be many people coming to Gars from everywhere, some of whom came to enjoy the excitement, but mostly to share the benefits.
Vanilla, shipbuilding, shipping, business, and tourism were components of the complex economy mix of this city, and every one of them was very lucrative. At least 30% of all the profit fell into the hands of the Riley family, so they became the real controllers of the city.
Each generation of the Riley family believed in the Goddess of Harvest and was the city’s greatest force. They not only had secular power, but also had a huge influence in the sacred realm. The position of chief priest of the Church of the Goddess of Harvest was historically taken by family members of the Riley family, so the Goddess’s grace to them was very obvious.
There were a total of three ports in Gars City. The Riley Port was of course owned by the Riley family. The other two were Vanilla Port and Richness Port, which were jointly controlled by various organizations. When Ray and others disembarked, they went onto the shores of the Richness Port.
Although they hurried to find clues of the shipwreck, of course, they would not stupidly go straight to the city owner’s mansion. Instead, they first found a hotel to settle down in and then separately asked for information.
Ray habitually found a well-informed person, and this time he said he wanted to inquire about the situation of the major forces in the city, as well as those powerful figures that were worth noting and shouldn’t be provoked.
This kind of thing was very common. If an experienced adventurer intended to have a long-term development in one place, he would certainly check these situations out clearly. So people who sold the information did not care, asked a bit, and gave him a good piece of information. Of course, they also received a considerable amount of intelligence fees.
Thunder spent some time carefully reading the information, and could not help but have a bad impression of the city. The city had a magnificent appearance, but also a variety of endless wickedness and conspiracies, which corresponded to the description “shining on the outside but rotten on the inside.”.There were more than ten churches of an evil God that had relatively concrete evidence of activities. There were even plenty of crazy people who worshipped the demon Gods, were keen on making disaster and horror, and had the ultimate goal of destroying the world.
Of course, his greatest concern was for the case of the city owner, the Riley family. According to the information, the contemporary city owner, Joseph Riley, a super-strong man who had entered the legendary realm, was nearly 60 years old and was in his prime both physically and mentally. He controlled the most amount of wealth of this city and the most powerful organizations. He was also undoubtedly the strongest person in the city with his status being solid as a rock. All the trivial people were afraid of doing anything against him.
He had three children. The eldest daughter He Li was 32 years old. She was in her prime and was powerful, and had become the chief priest of the Church of the Goddess of Harvest and had not gotten married. She was clever and conceited, with tough tactics, and she sought revenge for almost every petty grievance.
The second son, Sean, was 26 years old, married and had two children. This Sean was a humble easy-going gentleman with good strength. He was a good swordsman. However, the information stressed that Mr. Sean was definitely not as simple as his appearance seemed. Anyone who wanted to provoke him must first prepare their own funeral.
Joseph’s youngest child was called Casari, who was only 14 years old that year, and born from his second wife after his first wife’s death. The girl was beautiful, and she was good at singing and dancing. She was quite innocent in character. Perhaps because people loved the youngest child, the city owner sent a whole guard to protect her from any possible danger.
Joseph had been married twice. His first wife was a powerful adventurer, who took adventures with him, did not want to retire after getting married, and finally died in an adventure. Later he married the daughter of the city-owner of another commercial city, who was an ordinary 33 year old lady. She pampered her daughter, loved drama and poetry, and was also a lesser-known dramatist. She was once the editor-in-chief of an opera.
In addition, after many years of operation and development of so many generations of the Riley family, there had been many branches and outstanding figures were constantly emerging. At least a third of that information was occupied by the various branches and organizations of the Riley family, which frightened Ray.
It seemed that in this city which belonged to the Riley family, it was really not easy to press for clues about the shipwreck by asking Sean Riley, who was likely to succeed as the city owner in the future!
