Chapter 519 - Chapter 519: Chapter 487: Arriving at Lorne (2/2)
Hecate was strong.
She was the fastest in the Fischer family’s history to reach the 5th Rank, and not long ago, Hecate was already on the verge of reaching the Sixth Tier “Retrospector” of the Path of Revelation, and would someday be able to catch up with Karno’s progress.
It should be noted that Karno was already a genius, still stuck on the Sixth Tier “Retrospector” of the Path of Revelation, yet his mastery of the Path of Revelation’s power was far surpassed by the enigmatic character of Hecate.
Those who could set foot on the Path of Revelation were all extraordinary, and while the Dawn Church had numerous Blood Receivers, the number of people who had stepped onto the Path of Revelation was still in the single digits.
And no one’s rate of progress could be compared to that of Hecate, with many not even reaching the 3rd Rank; Felix even felt that there was a sort of “inhumanity” about Hecate.
It was as if, at all times, she was observing… mere mortals.
In contrast, the “Demonic Woman” Hecate had never truly regarded anyone she saw as her kin, not even blood relatives from the Fischer family.
Felix subconsciously disliked people like Hecate, but he did not say much. As long as she was useful in this operation, Hecate’s prophetic abilities were too important for the investigation.
As for why Moter was brought along, that was because of the divine oracle of the great Lord of the Lost…
He had demanded that Moter be brought along, so the Fischer family complied unconditionally, without needing any reason or other cause.
In the carriage, Elena also moved along with Moter. After interacting with Christine, she was temporarily granted the identity of Eye of the Raven to cooperate with everyone in the operation.
She looked at the girl sitting opposite her, the legendary “Demonic Woman” Hecate.
Hecate was already in the form of a young girl, exuding a charm beyond the mortal realm, otherworldly even while sitting in the carriage.
Her hair was like the thin frost that gently covered the snowfield in the early winter dawn, flashing with a soft and mysterious light. Her every movement was unhurried and composed, revealing grace and elegance as if she was an artwork sculpted by time itself.
So beautiful.
In Elena’s heart, she could hardly believe that such a beautiful person could exist in the world, even slightly more gorgeous than Lord Chris.
“Are you watching me, Miss Elena?”
Suddenly Hecate turned her head and gazed at Elena, revealing a faint smile.
As she locked eyes with Elena, everything around seemed to come to a halt. Even time itself slowed down and became clear under the scrutiny of those eyes.
It was a gaze that could pierce through the mind and touch the depths of the soul, making one involuntarily indulge in it.
Elena was stunned.
At that moment, Moter suddenly reached out to cover her eyes, smiling calmly, unable to resist saying, “Aunt Hecate, please let her be.”
Elena didn’t understand the meaning. Hecate chuckled, shaking her head.
“I just wanted to play a game with her.”
Moter frowned slightly, and the voice of Felix, driving the carriage, suddenly came through, interrupting their conversation.
“Moter, your great-grandfather will also be going to the Lorne Empire, but he will not be with us. Instead, he will be investigating alone. However, if we need to, we can use alchemy items to communicate with him from a distance and bring him directly over,” Felix continued.
Great-grandfather Chris, that man was undoubtedly the family’s most powerful trump card! Moter had full confidence in the depths of his heart in Chris’s strength!
“We’re heading to the capital of Lorne first to meet with Lorne officials… This matter involves legends of the Heavenly Enlightenment Level and must be addressed by Lorne citizens,” Felix went on.
Moter listened to Uncle Felix’s explanation, suddenly filling his mind with confusion. Why had the great Lord of the Lost issued a Divine Oracle, insisting on his presence…
Given his strength, the power he possessed was not even a tenth of Uncle Felix’s, and a hundred of him could not harm Great-Grandfather Chris in the least. Even Aunt Hecate could easily crush him with a flick of her hand.
Why was he also required to come along?
“Yet, there must be profound meaning behind the thoughts of the Lord of the Lost…”
“Moter, what are you thinking about?”
Suddenly, Aunt Hecate spoke up, smiling benignly at Moter.
“Since you want to protect Elena, how about I play a game with you instead? What do you say?”
Elena was completely clueless, not understanding the deeper meaning of this “game.”
Moter laughed heartily, nodded, and smiled, “Of course, Aunt Hecate, whatever game you’d like to play, I am more than willing to indulge!”