Tribulation of Mysteries

Chapter 27:

“Huh? That’s not right…”

Aaron suddenly realised something. “Lin has run far enough. She’s good at controlling the aura of flesh and blood and eliminating all physical traces. If there are no mystical traces, the high priest shouldn’t be able to find her … Can my ability wash away those mystical traces for her?”

He had an inexplicable feeling that this should be possible.

“Let’s not talk about reserves. I still have some energy today. I can give it a try. If it doesn’t work, there’s nothing else I can do.”

Following Aaron’s thought, Lin suddenly felt the sense of urgency in her heart disappear.

It was as if some inexplicable threads in the air had been cut.

“Thank you for your protection.”

Lin thanked him again sincerely and finished the ritual.

“As expected, if I can wash away the contamination of the one on the moon, I can also wash away the mystical connection of the black sun… However, these two things are just their own contamination. They didn’t do it by themselves. I still can’t be proud …”

…

Blackstone Manor.

“Red spirituality… It exists in all flesh and blood. Because man is the head of all living things, the red spirituality in the human body is the most abundant …”

“Compared to Pyrolyte, Red does not require the help of rituals. It just needs to be eaten. Proper cooking and processing will promote the growth of spirituality…”

Aaron put down his quill and sighed.

Initially, he thought that the three awakening stages in the Black Sun Church were somewhat wicked.

But compared to Red’s awakening, it was like an obedient child.

“By the looks of it, Red’s initiation phase will be quite fast. No wonder Lin grew so rapidly…”

Aaron rang the bell and let Daly in. “Prepare candles, rose essential oil, salt and a dagger. It’s best if it’s silver …”

He paused and looked at the suspicious maid. He lowered his voice and said, “I don’t want rumours to spread in the area that I’m into witchcraft. Otherwise, I’ll punish you. Do you understand?”

“Don’t worry, my lord. I won’t tell anyone.”

Daly shook her head quickly. Her face was filled with fear.

“Very well.”

Aaron nodded.

A moment later he closed the door and drew the curtains. The room was sealed and he lit the candles.

Aaron’s first attempt was a pathfinding ritual.

Then, as expected, he failed.

“As expected, it doesn’t work?”

Aaron sighed. He removed the original ritual and various items and rewrote the ritual.

This time it was much more casual.

“The ritual should require the participation of spirituality. However, according to the High Priest, even without spirituality, one’s own life force would still have some effect…”

Aaron’s expression gradually became solemn. He began to chant an honourable name.

“The Creator above the Creation!”

“The Absolute Observer behind the multiple curtains!”

“An illusory spirit wandering in the unknown, an absolute neutral existence, a silent observer!”

The first part was the honourable name Aaron had given himself, and the second part was the honourable name confirmed by the believers.

Combining the two, the direction should be very accurate.

He used the language of the other world. His voice was sometimes soft and sometimes loud. He kept chanting the honourable name and began to pray.

“It’s useless?”

Aaron was a little disappointed. “The person I was praying to is here… There should be some changes, right?”

He thought for a moment, picked up the silver dagger, cut his finger and let the blood drip into the candle.

The bright red colour slowly spread over the ritual.

Suddenly!

Aaron felt a surge of weakness. It was as if the energy in his body was leaking out through the small wound on his finger.

The ritual candle suddenly lit.

Immediately he seemed to hear an echo in his ears. It was faint and vague…

“Great.”

Aaron immediately wanted to make a connection. The next thing he knew, the world was spinning.

Bang!

He fell to the ground.

Vaguely, he seemed to see a maid running over in a panic.

…

When Aaron opened his eyes, He was already lying on the big bed in the bedroom.

The originally messy floor had been cleaned up and Daly was standing beside him. In front of him was a fat man. He was Scholar Albert.

Yes, scholars were usually the most knowledgeable people in the area though, Albert had some knowledge of herbal medicine and could be considered a doctor.

But Aaron was very wary of him. At least he could not accept the bloodletting treatment.

“Sir, it seems you’ve been overworking yourself and your body is weak… You can eat more nutritious food and drink more deer blood.”

Albert looked at Daly. “Hmm… Some of the nightly entertainments also need to be moderated.”

“Ahem, I know. Thanks for your hard work.”

Aaron was very thick-skinned and did not change. After Albert left he looked at Daly. “You packed those things? Well done. Remember to keep it a secret! ”

As he spoke he threw a silver coin over. “This is your reward.”

“Thank you.”

Daly took the silver coin. Her voice was very low, like a frightened deer.

“Bring me some food.”

Looking at Daly’s back, Aaron fell into deep thought.

In the last moment of his consciousness he heard a faint call. But there was no time to establish a connection before he passed out.

He was too weak!

Realising this, Aaron could only sigh.

If he was to perform a proper ritual, he would have to use spirituality to replace the life force.

But there was no spirituality in this world…

Everything seemed to be a dead end.

Aaron sighed and started to think about what to do next.

“Hmm, Daly did well. She did not spread the news … But even if news of my use of witchcraft were to spread, it would not be a big deal. This is not the old Central Plains, where anyone who uses witchcraft is executed. There is no unified and powerful church that wants to burn a sorcerer to death…

“As a lord in my territory, even if I do perform human sacrifices, Theodore will probably only seek me out to share his experience as a priest… Hmm, as long as he can confirm that I still believe in the [Green Banyan Tree Grandmother], it will be fine.

“Researching witchcraft is nothing. But if I were to announce that I have given up my faith, there would be a religious war…”

Aaron let his imagination run wild as he considered the possibility of becoming a supernatural being in this world.

“Next, perhaps I should research herbs. After all, the mysticism of this world also contains content related to potions. Even though there’s a high chance that I won’t be able to make spiritual potions, I should at least try to make myself stronger, have more life force, and be able to last longer in a ritual…”

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