Rules of the Right Eye

"Teacher, we've arrived."

Isaiah opened his eyes and saw that his student Mina had already opened the carriage door for him and was waiting respectfully to the side, holding his cane in her hand.

"I don't think I'm old enough to be unable to move yet." Despite saying this, Isaiah smiled and accepted the student's kindness, letting her help him down from the carriage. As he looked around, he asked, "Is this the Nameless Town of the black market?"

"Yes." Mina nodded. "The Contract Land sent word that we should wait in Nameless Town, and then they will send a representative to take us to the meeting place."

At this point, Mina paused for a moment, then asked with a slightly puzzled look.

"Has the Contract Land still not determined a meeting place?"

"That's normal," Isaiah said with a smile. "You have to understand that this is the first time in a thousand years that the Contract Land has had the opportunity to officially declare its existence to the outside world. Do you think they would just do something casually?"

Mina frowned slightly. "You mean the Contract Land is preparing for something other than the gathering? Do they want to emerge into the world?"

"If they had a choice, they would absolutely not want to be trapped in that place, just like us," Isaiah said calmly. "If it weren't for the limitations of the stars, why would we be willing to be confined to that remote borderland?"

Mina seemed lost in thought, while Isaiah strolled forward slowly. Before long, two black market merchants appeared before him.

"Welcome, Mr. Isaiah." The black marketeers bowed, placing their hands on their chests. "The Nameless Town will offer you its sincerest respect."

"Respect for customers?"

"Of course," the black marketeers said with a smile, "It's simply a sign of respect for our most esteemed customers, nothing more."

Upon hearing this, Mina, who was standing next to Isaiah, immediately summoned her guards and whispered a few words to them. The guards then dispersed and began to drive away the onlookers.

Because, on the surface, black marketeers are considered "enemies" of the Four Great Orthodox Churches, and are evil organizations that should be eradicated. The first thing the Star Relic Guards should do upon arriving here is to Purification all these heretics in order to ensure the righteousness and purity of the orthodox religion.

Unfortunately, that was only on the surface. In reality, Four Great Orthodox Churches had unclear and ambiguous connections with black market merchants, with Xingyi having the deepest connection among them.

Because Xingyi is located on the border of the continent, it naturally relies more on trade than other churches, whether it is legitimate or illegitimate. Therefore, among the Four Great Orthodox Churches, Xingyi has the best relationship with black market merchants, and can be said to be the black market merchants' biggest orthodox customer.

However, this still couldn't be made public, so Isaiah and the black marketeers still referred to each other as "seller and buyer," as if they knew nothing about each other's background.

This kind of formalism isn't very useful, but it's necessary.

"Please rest assured, Mr. Isaiah." The leading black marketeer watched as the Star Remnant's guards drove away the few onlookers around, and said with a smile, "Only our own people can come to Nameless Town, so you don't need to worry too much."

"Hehe, I'm just a passerby, what's there to worry about?" Isaiah said with a smile. "It's just that my student is a little nervous. Relax, Mina."

Mina lowered her head. "Yes, teacher."

Mina was also somewhat dissatisfied. After all, they were a legitimate religious group, so how could they grow up and openly come to the headquarters of the black market? This would be bad for their reputation if word got out.

But this was the arrangement of the Contract Land, and Isaiah had no objections, so she naturally couldn't object. Therefore, after Isaiah spoke up again, she simply followed silently beside her teacher, pretending to be a little mute.

"Sir Isaiah, this is your first time visiting us," the leading black market merchant said with a smile. "We've prepared some small gifts for you, please take a look..."

The leading black marketeer handed Isaiah an exquisitely crafted folding telescope.

"Oh? That's interesting."

Isaiah took the telescope.

This is an extremely rare mechanical creation; when the telescope is pulled open, you can hear the very crisp and pleasant sound of gears turning in the joints.

However, it is not entirely a mechanical creation, because there is a row of small runes on the mirror. Upon closer inspection, it can be seen that they are not runes, but musical notes.

"This was originally a product of the Lyra," the black marketeer explained with a smile. "Later, it was further modified by the players of the Holy Sound, greatly improving its performance. Although it still can't compare to your eyes that gaze at the stars, it's a decent toy."

"Hehe, you guys are really thoughtful. I don't think anyone who looks up at the stars would refuse such a gift. It's very precious," Isaiah said with a smile. "But you just asked where it came from, Lyra and Holy Sound? If I remember correctly, those two places aren't doing so well now."

"That's true." The black marketeer sighed softly. "To be honest, as a businessman, I really don't want to see such a disaster happen, as it would make our business difficult."

"Oh?" Isaiah said with a half-smile, "Shouldn't your business thrive the more chaotic things are?"

"Look at what you're saying. We'd like that too, but reality is far from ideal." The black marketeer shrugged and said, "Let's not even talk about Holy Sound. The 'cleansing' there hasn't stopped yet. Our former esteemed guests were hanged on the mast like pigs, and those who hanged them couldn't get a single penny out of them to buy our goods. As for Lyra, I don't know why, but they'd rather rebuild the city with garbage scavenged from the ruins than buy something more convenient from us. It's quite strange. The current Lyra feels more like a monolithic entity than Lyra, and we can't get involved."

"Heh heh, it seems the world is changing very fast," Isaiah said with a laugh. "I'm almost falling behind the times."

"No, no, no, how could you be out of touch with the times? I've always believed that your spirit should be as eternal as the starry sky." The leading black marketeer stopped in front of an inn before escorting Isaiah to the inn. "Although I would like to talk to you a little longer, I think you should rest now. Please rest assured, no one will disturb you. When the time comes, the representative of the Contract Land will come here to find you."

Isaiah nodded slightly. "Thank you then."

The two shady dealers left with smiles on their faces.

At this moment, Mina, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke with a hint of doubt, "Teacher, don't you think these two black market merchants are a bit strange? I always feel that there is something behind their words, as if they are asking you for something."

"Isn't it obvious?" Isaiah said calmly. "In times of chaos and power vacuum, these unscrupulous merchants hiding in the shadows will naturally have their own ideas."

"You mean they want to clear their name?" Mina asked in surprise. "But who will help them? They don't even have a god behind them, so what makes them think they can step into the limelight?"

The reason why the status of the Eight Great Churches in this world is unshakeable is precisely because of the gods behind them.

Mortals have no way to oppose the gods. Only by relying on the gods can mortals have the right to stand on the stage. Once the gods have problems, the order of mortals will naturally collapse. For example, there is the Holy Sound and Wildfire, and the Lyra before them.

Isaiah said, "What if the Contract Land is behind them?"

Mina was stunned.

"Remember what I just said? The Contract Land wants to emerge, but they have the strength yet lack a foundation. The Black Merchants are the opposite, so it's not surprising that they've come together," Isaiah said leisurely. "As for why the Black Merchants value me so much, it's not because they want me to help them, but because they hope that when the time comes, I, as the representative of the Star Remnants, will not object."

Mina stared blankly at Isaiah for a long while before taking a deep breath and saying softly, "I had no idea you had noticed these things... Indeed, I am still far behind you, teacher."

"Hehe, compared to the vast Star Sea, humanity's little tricks are nothing." Isaiah chuckled, unfolding the folding telescope in his hand, then, like a child, held it up to his eyes, saying with great interest, "Compared to this kind of trivial matter, I much prefer..."

As he spoke, Isaiah paused for a moment, then suddenly turned around and looked in a certain direction behind him through his binoculars.

Mina was startled by Isaiah's actions. "Teacher, what are you doing...?"

Isaiah did not speak, but continued to stare intently at the alley behind him.

Under the telescope, there was nothing at the end of the alley except a low wall.

Isaiah was silent for a moment, then put away his binoculars and smiled at the nervous Mina, "It's nothing, I just saw a cat."

"One, a cat?"

"Yes," Isaiah said meaningfully, "A very interesting cat."

After saying that, he stopped explaining, turned around and went upstairs, leaving Mina alone, completely bewildered.

At the end of the alley, Lai Er was leaning against a low wall, panting heavily.

What the heck was that?

The old man's single glance made him feel like his heart and lungs were about to stop.

If Visas-sama hadn't controlled his body and made him shrink back in time, he would have been discovered by that old geezer back then.

But did he really escape that old geezer's gaze? Lai Er had a feeling that the wall couldn't really stop that guy's eyes.

"Don't worry, he didn't see you."

Bai Wei's leisurely voice echoed in Lai Er's mind.

Just as Lai Er was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Bai Wei say something else.

"But he probably found out."

Lai Er's expression froze. He subconsciously wanted to retort, "Look at the logic in what you've said," but then he remembered that this was Visas-sama, and that he was the one who was illogical, so he swallowed his words.

Faced with such a loyal "subordinate," Bai Wei kindly offered an explanation. "He didn't see it directly, but he must have sensed something. Well... how should I put it, it's probably the mutual attraction among the holders of the body parts."

Lai Er was a little taken aback. "Then why didn't he just come to me directly?"

"He can't confirm your identity, and he doesn't know if you're one of the black market dealers," Bai Wei said slowly. "Besides, he's different from some idiot; his eyes are a secret, and he doesn't want to reveal them."

Lai Er didn't know who the "idiot "Bai Wei was talking about was, nor did he care, because he was more concerned about something else right now.

"Well, Visas-sama ..." Lai Er swallowed the saliva stuck in his throat, "Although I would be willing to give anything for you, that guy... I don't think I can beat him. If you ask me to steal that eye myself, I think the chances are really not very high."

Although Lai Er really wanted to make a good impression on Visas-sama, Lai Er felt he needed to be more self-aware when faced with Isaiah, who had almost scared him to death with just a glance.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not asking you to fight that guy," Bai Wei said calmly. "You just need to give your body to me."

Lai Er scratched his head.

To be honest, he really wanted to become Visas-sama 'Visas-sama right-hand man in every way, not just physically useful. That would make him too much like a puppet, too easily replaceable, which wouldn't be good for his future development.

But how should I put it? Everything has to start with small things. If it's already useless, then if you can't even take care of your body properly, then it's even more useless.

So Lai Er patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, Visas-sama, feel free to use my body as you please, don't hold back!"

After saying that, his head lolled to the side, and he fainted.

When I opened my eyes again, I was already Bai Wei.

"They're really too sensible."

Bai Wei smiled and shook his head, then glanced at the hotel across the street.

He did not intend to use Lai Er's body to fight Isaiah, because he knew how powerful the rules of the right eye were, especially in Isaiah's hands.

The rules for the right eye are the opposite of those for the left eye. Apart from the shared process of "gazing," one eye goes from nothing to something, while the other goes from something to nothing.

The left eye represents the transition from existence to non-existence; if I do not observe you, you cease to exist.

The right eye is created from nothing; if I observe you, then you should exist.

This existence will be fixed in that eye, just like Isaiah left a magnificent Star Sea of stars in his eye, so that he is always under the illumination of the Star Sea and can always call upon the power of the stars. The drawbacks of the Star Relic Warlock do not exist for him at all, so he is one of the most powerful humans in the world and one of the most suitable people for the right eye.

Of course, the most suitable one for it should always be its owner.

So, it's time to find a way to get it back.

Bai Wei waited quietly for a while, and only when he saw the envoy of the Contract Land appear at the end of his vision did he get up and go to greet him.