A Confused Heart

Haistorm's silver-blue short robe and metal staff were both Magic Equipment. Besides these two items, he had also found an exquisite coin purse and a silver hand mirror.

The rest were ordinary items.

After confirming nothing was missed, Ian didn't immediately examine the spoils.

Instead, he carried the corpse away from the tower, ran north along the coastline, and a few kilometers later, forcefully threw the body into the sea from a high cliff.

The fierce aquatic creatures in the sea would help him clean up any traces.

Returning to the tower, Ian saw the fifth floor in disarray and felt a wave of helplessness. He'd have more work to do tomorrow.

He took the spoils back to the fourth floor. Wawa was still sleeping, not even having changed its position.

Ian held the silver-blue short robe, using his spiritual sense to perceive the Magic Equipment's properties.

As an Alchemist, appraising ordinary Magic Equipment wasn't difficult for him.

The silver-blue short robe was a low-level Magic Equipment with storm properties. Its quality was good, offering a degree of protection against spiritual probes, and its defensive capabilities were not weak.

Its spiritual inclination leaned towards swiftness, reducing wind resistance and noise during rapid movement, and amplifying storm-class occupational traits.

Haistorm's metal staff also belonged to the storm attribute. It was about 1.7 meters long and nearly 5 centimeters in diameter. Its exterior resembled a metal rod with long crystals attached to each end, like short clubs.

The metal staff could assist in energy concentration and contained Double-Wing Wind Blade. Its spiritual inclination was towards ferocity, with extremely powerful but highly unstable properties.

Even before Ian used it, he could feel his spiritual sense being affected by waves of "furious winds."

The silver hand mirror was a bit special; it was a curious item called the Seeking Shadow Mirror.

The magic mirror could use spiritual energy to emit a hidden imprint, attaching it to a creature or object from a distance.

It could also actively search using spiritual aura, though this method was severely limited by distance.

Through the magic mirror, one could sense the approximate location of the imprint or spiritual aura, and all traces would be projected onto the mirror's surface.

The magic mirror could hold a maximum of three imprints or spiritual auras simultaneously.

"This is basically installing a GPS tracker with a high-definition camera!"

Ian's face lit up with joy; this was the biggest gain of the day.

In the future, he could mark his enemies first before acting when the time was right.

Without a doubt, he would keep this for himself.

The other two items didn't match his spiritual affinity, so he'd sell them.

Besides these, there was a bag of gold coins, mostly magic gold coins, totaling around 20-plus pieces. Another fortune.

The next day, Ian emerged from the Extraordinary Professions Union without much success.

The Union did not have the exact identity of the attacker from yesterday. They only knew he called himself Haistorm, a Storm Lord of the Extraordinary Sequence 7, who had come from the Sea of Miracles in the south and had been staying at the Speiberg Noble Hotel on Central Avenue for over two months.

He had also clashed with other extraordinary individuals during this time, and as expected, those individuals had disappeared.

However, this person was very clever. The disappeared extraordinary individuals were all self-taught, without much background.

Coupled with his extremely strong personal power, the Extraordinary Affairs Investigation Bureau had merely made a record and had not investigated him at all.

The Extraordinary Affairs Investigation Bureau of the Poldoria Kingdom was specifically responsible for dealing with crimes involving extraordinary professions and held some deterrent power on the Eastern Continent.

However, in the Sea of Miracles, it was basically ignored by everyone.

The Investigation Bureau had always only focused on extraordinary individuals who harmed the interests of the Poldoria Kingdom or massacred civilians. They generally did not interfere in other conflicts between extraordinary individuals.

Ian was not overly worried either; he just needed to be vigilant when going out in the future.

When Ian returned to the tower, a group of craftsmen were waiting at the entrance.

The craftsmen had arrived early in the morning and, finding the gate locked, could only wait outside.

Ian used the Gate of Opening spell, allowing the craftsmen to continue their work.

He then called the leading craftsman, Old Hans, to the fifth floor and instructed him to quickly arrange for people to clean up and redecorate the fifth floor.

After finishing, Ian hurried back to the fourth floor, only breathing a sigh of relief when he saw Wawa still asleep.

He couldn't relax when Wawa was home alone, especially when he himself was out.

Particularly since the traffic of ships and people in Paradise Port had noticeably increased recently. In just the short time he'd been out and back this morning, he had witnessed several conflicts.

Overnight, Wawa's physique had changed significantly, especially its head, with the outline of the hull becoming increasingly clear.

Lia whipped her horse, galloping wildly through the streets. She no longer cared about the Rose Horse she had raised for several years.

Her face was grim, but her heart was filled with unease and worry.

Today was supposed to be a simple small gathering within the Whaling Group.

But when she heard about the intense battle between extraordinary individuals that had erupted near the tower last night, with spiritual intensity even reaching Sequence 7 at one point, she had felt a moment of panic.

There were no other buildings near the tower.

The Whaling Group's core members were aware of the collaboration with Ian, but most didn't know he had moved into the tower.

"Notify the Guild Master," Lia said to Damir, who was also in the know, before rushing out the door and riding straight for the tower.

Damir remained calm. He knew rushing over now wouldn't change anything.

He briefly explained the situation to the Whaling Group members before heading towards the Guild Master's location.

It wasn't until the tower was visible in the distance that Lia calmed down slightly.

She smoothed her hair, which had been messed up by the sea breeze, and slowed her horse. She hadn't been like herself just now.

Rushing over so impulsively was reckless. If what she worried about had truly happened, such an action would only put her in danger as well.

While thinking, Lia didn't stop her horse. Instead, she continued to approach the tower slowly.

As she rode through the sparse mangrove forest and saw the orderly, busy craftsmen on the tower from afar, the tension in her heart eased by half.

Lia quickly urged her horse closer. When she sensed the familiar fluctuations of an alchemy array within the fourth floor, the worry in her heart finally subsided.

At that moment, Ian, who was refining demonized weapon oil in his room on the fourth floor, also sensed a familiar yet unfamiliar spiritual presence approaching.

It was Lia. Normally, she kept her spiritual energy contained, like a wall, blocking everyone's perception and scrutiny. It was difficult for others to sense even a sliver of her emotions from her spiritual energy.

Now, her spiritual energy was fluctuating violently, filled with chaotic and inexplicable emotions.

"Something must have happened!"

Ian immediately interrupted the alchemy array, stood up, and walked outside.

Ian strode out of the room and onto the viewing platform, looking out of the tower.

Lia was dozens of meters below, reining in her horse and looking up at the tower.

When she saw Ian appear unharmed in the fourth-floor window, a bright smile spread across her face.