Sea folks were the sea beings that looked most like humans and elves, so they had compatibility with various spiritual professions. But this was not so for every being in the Spiritual World.

The shark next to Minos, for example, at most could be a blacksmith since it was a powerful warrior. But that in itself was not a guarantee that it would become a good blacksmith if it tried.

Another example was the mermaids, those beings that were among those that were most compatible with the profession of spiritual seers.

Minos knew that beasts could have professions, especially that Sea Folk were similar to humans and elves, so he had decided to come to this place that Ross and Randall had told him about weeks ago.

One of them had said that there were some Sea Folk around there, which had brought him to this high-level Spiritual Sage in front of him.

Minos then answered that being’s question. “Yes, here is the contract.”

…

While Minos was settling his affairs in the city of that tribe, the Spiritual Demigod investigating him was at this instant in the City of a Thousand Races.

After days of searching for Minos, he found the remaining sign displayed by the Stuart Emperor in that city.

There, he immediately began his investigation, searching for witnesses who could help him find tracks that were easier to pursue.

‘I have to be quick! Every day he will be closer to his goal, which is bad for the empire!’ He thought as he moved through this gigantic city, drawing attention from inhabitants and tourists in the surrounding area.

It was unusual to find such a strong human moving through one of these cities, even considering the level of its leaders.

As such, there were already beings keeping an eye on this man from the Travisani family.

But he knew this and did not bother, continuing with the service ordered by Vico.

…

In an area in the central part of the City of a Thousand Races, one of the leaders of that place was getting updates regarding the human Demigod who was in that city currently.

“Is he just investigating?” That creature at the end of the 10th stage asked as it looked at its subordinate, feeling that it would have to move to talk to this being.

“Yes, elder. For now, he hasn’t caused any trouble. He’s just scanning the city while looking for something.”

“Hmmm, keep watching him, but I want one of you to bring him to me before he leaves the city. I want to know what he is looking for and who he represents.”

The sea was too vast for creatures like this local leader to know about all the powers of the Spiritual World just by having someone in his city.

So even though Vico was a renowned expert who had his name known at the bottom of the sea, it was not so easy to associate the figure of one of his men with his.

“I will do that, elder.” That being said, before changing the subject. “On that other matter ordered by the elder earlier, we have finished checking the status of the family of that young man who managed to turn the key left by Henricus Longus hundreds of thousands of years ago.”

“Oh? So? Do they still exist?”

“We’re not sure. They are no longer in the Central Continent. From what I’ve heard from investigators, they left the continent 30,000 years ago, moving toward the Divine Continent.

We are yet to locate them in that place, so it will take a few more weeks before we have more information, elder.”

“Very well, keep working on it. I want to fulfill that promise to end our debt to that man as soon as possible.”

…

Meanwhile, Vico had already received the news that Minos was possibly associated with the disappearance of the map of the Seraphim Ancient Sarcophagus.

As he had men watching that young man for years, he couldn’t help but be disappointed and infuriated to discover the possibility that such a map had been lost right in front of him.

As such, he had already called back those who had watched over Minos in previous years and given their punishments. But, at the same time, the Stuart Emperor’s situation within that state was no longer as favorable as it might have been.

If Minos was seen entering this state, the men of the Travisani family had orders to seize him and, if he resisted, even kill him!

On the other hand, Vico decided to send his eldest son to the Black Plain to wait for the damned Minos.

Sooner or later, he would return, and when he did, he would have no choice but to meet with the Crown Prince of the Eastern Empire.

When that happened, Minos would receive the final ultimatum, and if he did not come to the Eastern Empire, he would be branded an enemy to be beaten!

Unfortunately, Vico himself couldn’t go all the way to the Black Plain Empire to deal with this state, so he was still in his imperial palace, looking after his state that still had the Western Empire and the Spiritual Church to worry about.

‘Damned brat! He’s not even a Spiritual Sage, but he can already cause headaches for the entire continent!’

He constantly had similar thoughts, imagining the day he would meet Minos and teach this brat a lesson.

Amidst this, one of the men who had spied on Minos for years, level 81 currently, was serving his punishment locally, working as a gardener in the imperial palace.

‘Sigh… That fellow did something he shouldn’t have.’ This person thought about it while he felt his leader’s aura getting out of control every now and then due to the raging time Vico had been experiencing.

He had lost several positions due to his incompetence and had been demoted to a mere gardener. But the punishment Minos would suffer in the future would be immeasurably greater, for he had committed an unforgivable crime!

Thinking of how he had once considered Minos a prodigy with the potential to join the Travisani family, this man could not help but regret the waste of that talent.

“How far will you get?” He muttered as he looked up to the sky.

…

Meanwhile, the First Prince of the Eastern Empire had arrived in Dry City, where at this instant, he was being welcomed by Dillian and some of the elders of the Gray Clouds Sect there to defend the territory.

He was standing next to two high-level Spiritual Demigods. Still, being a level 93 cultivator, he by himself was enough to scare the locals.

‘This place reminds me of my home… It looks like Emperor Stuart copied us on several things.’ This prince thought of this with a smile on his face as he saw the group of local leaders approaching him in awe.

“To what do we owe the grace, Your Highness?”

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