Chapter 1079: Chapter 145 Follower Clan of Super Life (2/2)_2
[Warning: The physical body of this biological entity has undergone abnormal mutation. If such changes continue, irreversible final transformation will occur, turning it into a follower of the super life form.]
[Warning: This life entity has reached the end stage of life; the process of familiarization will have a fatal impact on its lifespan!]
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The Silver Chip completely saw through Master Gravie himself as they brushed past each other. The elderly bio-alchemist, whom one could say is on borrowed time, is now transforming into a follower of a certain super life form.
Regardless of what shape these followers take, Ian is sure that this super life form should be a plant-type sublimated entity.
Beyond the danger, this familiarization can also bring additional power... Master Gravie, who clearly has entered his old age, possesses a physique strength not of the commonly seen âExcellenceâ at the Second Energy Level, but an âFoundationâ typically found only at the Third Energy Level, which is enough to prove this point.
If Ianâs guess is correct, the oddity stored in the 17th storage bay of the Siren is a part of a Fifth Energy Level plant-type super life entityâs âbody,â and Master Gravie has always been studying it, unconsciously being eroded and transformed by it.
Ian can even analyze from the way this oddity is hidden and preserved that Master Gravie likely brought this oddity onboard secretly, unbeknownst to the Imperial Spirit Knowledge Institute or other forces.
Furthermore, this is indeed research material Master Gravie secretly took out from the Spirit Knowledge Institute! At least itâs part of the research material!
After analyzing this, Ian became spirited.
Setting aside whether Master Gravie secretly taking confidential research materials counts as espionage... Given that besides the master himself, presumably no one knows of this oddityâs existence.
So if Ian secretly took it to observe and analyze, thereâs probably no one who would object, right?
This plant-type oddity is most likely something belonging to the Imperial Spirit Knowledge Institute, thus should rightfully belong to him!
Thinking so, Ian had already arrived at a corridor just a few twists away from Gravie. It was then that the youth slowed his steps.
Because using the Foresight View, he saw Master Gravie furtively glancing around, and upon realizing âno oneâ was observing him, the aura of this elven scholar rapidly diminished, while his attire began to change colors, effectively rendering him optically invisible within the corridor.
This naturally couldnât stop Ian from continuing to observe him, like watching a glowing light bulb, but it was more than enough to avoid any ordinary passing passengers.
Just as Ian watched with interest, Master Gravie began heading toward the deeper layers of the Siren, which led to the direction of the storage bays.
His target was very obvious.
The â17th Storage Bayâ!
Meanwhile.
In the banquet hall, a tall blonde elf stood quietly in a corner, holding a wine glass, blending into the crowd with minimal presence, gazing at the bustling crowd and grand banquet.
Clad in military attire with clear inscriptions carved onto silver armor layered with semi-transparent coating, resembling a thin frost, this elven knight, who did not wear a helmet, contrasted sharply with his mechanical left eye of cold black and blue against the vibrant red of his dynamic right eye.
âTide Striderâ Elden Goldtown, a knight decorated in the Scarlet Sea campaign, once captain of the Candleholders Second Squadron, member of the Ten Great King-Blood Divisions.
Also now the captain of the Siren.
Elden actually cannot sail, nor does he have any understanding of celestial phenomena; how to command and navigate is purely reliant on the power of the Sublimator, without a bit of technicality... But because he is a trustworthy Third Energy Level, who can effortlessly propel this sixty-seven thousand-ton vessel as a water-series Sublimator, nobody has ever concerned themselves with this matter.
In contrast, as a former captain of the professional intelligence organization âCandleholders,â Elden possesses unique skills in identifying spies and undercover personnel.
His left eye, âSoul-Piercing Eyes,â can see through most Spirit Energy and Sublimation Skillsâ cover, revealing inconsistencies in a person, whether they are lying, withholding truth, or manipulated by Spirit Energy, coerced by others.
The Imperial Spirit Knowledge Institute, Azure Sky Royal Court, assassins dispatched by Canaan Mooreâs own council, along with their supporters, and even Master Gravie himself, whose secretive actions clearly carry hidden intentions, were all glimpsed by Elden, who, due to his formidable strength, concealed his presence, hiding by using water mist to refract light, remaining undetected by anyone.
But just earlier, he noticed that the distinguished guest of the Ashlight Sect, Sertar Empire Southern Dragon Worship Church representative, renowned young alchemy genius, Ian Silverpeak, seemed to glance in his direction.
âDid he notice me?
Elden couldnât help but wonder, his instinct told him, yes, Ian indeed discovered him. Being also a Second Energy Level bearer of Fairy Bloodline, with keen sensitivity in hydro-origin quality, it wasnât impossible for Ian to notice him.
However, it was exceedingly difficult.
A true genius indeed.
Thinking thus, the blond elf captain sighed lightly.
Though Elden had long seen through many truths, he had no intentions of getting involved... Unless someone died, no matter what unexpected event transpired, as captain of the Siren, his role would remain unchanged.
The relationship between the Empire and Canaan Moore, the reaction from the Azure Sky Royal Court, internal strife within the parliament... these things were not within his purview.
As captain, all he needs to do is safely deliver all crew members to their destination â whatever happens thereafter is not his concern.
But should anyone break the rules beforehand...
This was evident from Elden still being captain of the Siren â those who break the rules have already ceased to exist.
"I really donât get it, Master Gravie returning home should be a major good thing for Canaan Moore, all elves should rejoice â how come thereâs still someone within the parliament wanting to assassinate him?"
Although Elden couldnât grasp the reasoning, his greatest trait was a lack of enduring curiosity, not digging into matters: "Forget it, itâs all tedious politics anyway."
If it werenât for being unable to bear this, Elden wouldnât have left the Candleholders... He actually preferred simpler tasks like tracking vicious criminals, repelling boundless beast tides.
And within ten minutes.
The opportunity for Elden to fulfill his wish finally arrived.
"Captain!"
From the portable communication device by his ear, the anxious voice of his first mate, the true captain of the Siren, sounded: "Somethingâs wrong! Several large groups of Magical Beasts are approaching, weâre already surrounded!"
"Apart from that, three âBeast Kingsâ are closing in... theyâre coming fiercely, evidently intending to intercept us!"