Lord of Mysteries 2: Circle of Inevitability - Chapter 51
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51 Temporal Node
The thing that slithered out of Deputy Padre Michel Garrigueâs mouth was slender and covered in scaly brownish-green skin, like a diaphanous and fuzzy lizard.
As soon as it left Michelâs body, its dark green vertical eye darted left and right, vigilantly sizing up its surroundings.
While doing so, it even peered out the window but didnât detect White Paper. Instead, Lumian and Aurore sensed the coldness and indifference in its eyes.
âWhatâs this?â Lumian asked.
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Aurore shook her head.
âI donât know. It looks like a special spirit.â
Lumian immediately judged, âIt sure doesnât look like something good!â
Even through White Paper and the mirror, the lizard-like creature still made him feel uneasy, and his hair stood on end.
Aurore glanced at him and reminded, âThis lizard seems to possess an ability that leads to a degree of mental corruption. Just looking at it from afar makes one feel uncomfortable. If you stare at it for too long, you might end up with mental problems. You must be careful. If the discomfort is serious, immediately close your eyes and try Cogitation. Get your mind right before looking again.â
âItâs fine for now,â Lumian tersely acknowledged. âWhat about you? Donât you feel uncomfortable?â
Aurore smiled and replied, âAs a Mystery Pryer, Iâve seen things more corrupting than this. My resistance is much higher than yours.
âBesides, donât I go crazy occasionally? It doesnât seem to matter even if I go crazier a little more intensely and frequently.â
âI think itâs necessary to check your mental state when you said that last sentence,â Lumian said, half concerned and half joking.
Aurore chuckled. âThatâs called being self-deprecating.
âSometimes, itâs not as if I can stop looking just because I want to. The Mystery Pryerâs eyes are special and canât be completely sealed. I can only barely prevent it from affecting my daily life.â
As the siblings spoke, the blurry lizard-like creature crawled along the wall and floor at an extremely fast speed to the bottom floor of the house.
A few animal skulls hung on the wall opposite the door on the first floor. They were from wolves, deer, and wild boars. The deputy padre, Michel Garrigue, wasnât a Cordu native. He ought to have lived in the cathedral, but Guillaume BĂ©net had prevented him from doing so using an excuse. He could only rent a place from the hunter, SabatĂ©.
The lizard burrowed into the wolfâs skull and kept entering and exiting the socket.
Not long after, it switched to the wild boarâs skull and continued doing the same thing.
After coming out of the deerâs pale-white skull, the âlizardâ crawled out of the house at a speed several times faster than a galloping horse. White Paper quietly floated in the night sky and followed it.
The âlizardâ crawled all the way out of the village and finally arrived at the square.
It circled around the cathedral and arrived at the cemetery before plunging into a grave.
Ten seconds later, it crawled out and entered another tomb with a tombstone.
Just like that, the strange lizard-like creature moved through different graves. Lumian could even imagine the scene of it entering and exiting different human skulls in the coffins.
That scene made Lumianâs skin protrude with tiny goosebumps. He couldnât help but ask, âWhat is this guy doing?â
Incomprehensible!
Aurore slowly shook her head. âItâs a blind spot in my knowledge.â
After âtouringâ the cemetery, the lizard-like diaphanous creature returned the way it came and entered Michel Garrigueâs room.
It burrowed into Michelâs mouth and disappeared.
After 20 to 30 seconds, Michel Garrigue opened his eyes and sat up. He gulped down water from the cup on the bedside table, looking extremely parched.
He put down the cup, wiped his mouth, and fell back to sleep.
Aurore turned her head and looked at Lumian.
âHow is it? Thereâs indeed something wrong with him, right?â
âHow is this a problem? This is a huge problem!â Lumian didnât hide his emotions in front of his sister. âPierre Berry, who grazes humans, the padre whoâs key to the time loop, Madame Pualis, who makes men give birth, Naroka, who went to Paramita, an owl who has lived for countless years, and the deputy padre who has a lizard living in him. Arenât there too many extraordinary individuals in Cordu?â
During the loop, Lumian had griped about how little help Ryan, Leah, and Valentine, the three official investigators, had been. In hindsight, how could he blame them? The abnormalities in Cordu were truly exceptional!
They might have taken action, but the results were probably unsatisfactory.
Aurore glanced at her brother, half-warning and half-teasing, âYou havenât mentioned the most remarkable person yet.
âThe only one in the village who can remember the loop and possess a unique dream ruin.â
ââŠâ Lumian was speechless and felt a headache brewing.
Aurore turned to the mirror on the table, contemplating.
âI donât expect any significant changes with the deputy padre. Although I could examine his Astral Projection more thoroughly, it could be hazardous.
âItâs fine if it endangers me because Iâll be another living Warlock in the next cycle, but we need more information. We should wait until we have enough before prying deeper. Starting the loop prematurely would waste time explaining and communicating.â
Lumian agreed, sharing her perspective.
Aurore then suggested, âI plan on having White Paper monitor the padre now.â
ââŠâ Lumian was taken aback. âDidnât you just say we shouldnât pry deeper to avoid triggering the abnormality prematurely?â
The padre was the linchpin to the mystery. Wasnât it reckless to rush in like that?
Aurore smiled at Lumian. âIâm sure what Iâm doing is safe.â
Noticing Lumianâs confusion and worry, she elaborated, âYou heard the padre and Pons BĂ©netâs private conversation on April 1st during the previous cycle. The padre claimed to be an ordinary person, but he had a way to deal with me, a Beyonder.
âBased on the corresponding scene and the fact that there was no reason to lie to an ordinary person like you, I believe the padre was truly powerless before April 1st. Today is March 29th, and we havenât crossed midnight, so itâs safe to spy on him.â
Lumian felt relieved. âThat makes sense.â
Aurore continued, âFrom their conversation, I deduced that the padre found a way to quickly gain Beyonder powers on April 1st. If he senses danger, he can become a Beyonder instantly. Maybe he has an item that can deal with me.
âAdditionally, the padreâs strength at the Lent celebration didnât match that of a Sequence 9. I suspect heâs taking a path beyond the divine paths the mysterious woman mentioned. Heâs probably praying to a certain entity for a blessing. Otherwise, he wouldnât have grown so powerful in just a few days without any noticeable inclination to losing control.â
Lumian listened quietly and suddenly recalled something.
âOn the morning of Lent during that cycle, I had just become a Hunter when I ran into Pons BĂ©net. I wanted to test myself by fighting him, but he ran away as if he knew I had become a Beyonder beforehand.
âMaybe he had also received a blessing and could sense dangerâŠâ
Lumian added another crucial point.
âIt was probably April 3rd when I saw Pons BĂ©net enter Narokaâs house during her funeral.
âIf he had already received a blessing, he wouldnât have failed to detect spying from an ordinary person like me, considering his keenness on the morning of Lent.â
Aurore nodded. âIn other words, itâs highly likely that the padreâs group became Beyonders between Narokaâs funeral and Lent.â Between April 3rd and the morning of April 5th.
âOf course, we canât rule out the possibility of them receiving blessings in batches,â Aurore added.
The situation became clearer after this discussion. Lumian smacked his forehead and sighed.
âWhatâs wrong?â Aurore asked, confused.
Lumian praised her, âI should have discussed these things with you earlier. Youâre much better at analyzing than I am!â
Aurore chuckled. âYou sure know how to praise me in various ways. Youâre inexperienced and lack knowledge, so you didnât think of it immediately. You wouldâve discovered these details sooner or later.â
Although she dismissed her brotherâs praise, her pleased expression was evident.
White Paper flew towards the BĂ©net residence at Auroreâs command.
The BĂ©net residence was the tallest and most lavish in Cordu, aside from the cathedral and the castleâs modified administratorâs residence.
It was a grayish-blue three-story house with a chimney on top.
As the head of the BĂ©net family, the padre lived in a room on the top floorâs east wing. The dark gray curtains were tightly drawn, and the master of the house appeared to be asleep.
This wasnât a problem for White Paper. It slipped through the wall and blended into the darkness in the corner.
In the room, Guillaume BĂ©net, who had finished his affair with Madame Pualis, was sitting in a recliner, staring at the curtain in front of the window, dressed in light-blue pajamas.
Auroreâs eyes darkened, revealing Guillaume BĂ©netâs aura.
The red, green, purple, and blue colors made Lumian dizzy.
Recalling his sisterâs teachings, he tried to differentiate between them and realized that the padreâs body was relatively healthy except for his overzealous desires.
âWhatâs he thinking about? Which mistress to meet tomorrow?â Lumian mocked him, even though the padre couldnât hear him.
At that moment, Guillaume BĂ©net stood up and punched the air in front of him.
âItâs all your fault!â