Solaris' Strongest Resonator Chapter 321: Earning a Million a Year

To be fair, although Lucian's ideas sounded bold, crazy, and dangerous.

But if they really did that, the people of Rinascita would probably willingly hand over protection fees to seek Imperator's protection.

After all, this was already the ti when the faith of the people of Rinascita had reached its peak.

If the Order of the Deep still tried to stop Carnevale, the people's resentnt would be enough to trample the Order of the Deep flat.

In a region with such a thick atmosphere of faith, this kind of power was hard to ignore.

At that mont, the lingering Reverberation ca from the Sea of clouds once again.

"The seminary is about to be swallowed up. What should we do, teacher?"

An elderly voice rang out: "...Let's go, take that relic with us. We can't let it be swallowed by the Sea of clouds."

"The seminary is just stones and tiles; it can be rebuilt at any ti."

"My life may co to an end with its silence, but the relic of the sages... absolutely cannot be lost."

Monts later, a young voice sounded: "...So the relic left by the sages is a sword..."

"Cough cough cough... If only we'd known earlier."

"Damn Tacet Discord... Damn... Black Tide..."

Next was the priest's voice: "The explorers heading to the Sea of clouds found a sword, along with the remains of a priest who unfortunately perished during the Black Tide."

"That sword is suspected to be a weapon left by a sage in the order, but based on its form, it doesn't seem to be for actual combat, but rather for... Carnevale's rituals."

"I believe it once belonged to a previous Grand Arbiter, but all records related to this sword have long since turned to ashes in the Black Tide."

"In accordance with the last wish of that priest who carried the relic, we decided to preserve the relic in a small chapel that has not yet been swallowed by the Sea of clouds."

"That chapel stands beneath the cliff and the bridge foundation, with fragnts of broken bridges nearby; it should be easy to recognize."

"We placed the relic in the chapel's bell tower, hoping that pilgrims of later generations will rember its existence."

Rover asked puzzledly: "A sword related to Carnevale?"

Zani pondered for a mont before slowly shaking her head: "I'm sorry, I haven't heard of it either."

"But it's been so long; maybe it's already been taken by soone."

At this point, Abby jumped out from the Tacet Mark, pointing ahead: "Look! Such a high waterfall. Is there no way forward?"

Zani shook her head slightly: "Don't worry; gondolas can easily climb up waterfalls like this."

Lucian's expression sharpened: "Noah, use Waterfall Climb!"

Noah cried out excitedly, flapping once before ascending against the waterfall.

And there were nine more waterfalls like this.

After experiencing a rollercoaster-like ups and downs on the waterway, the group finally landed safely.

The Sea of clouds dock at the vault was not the final destination; they still needed to walk a short mountain path to reach the vault.

On the mountain path, Lucian rubbed his hands curiously: "By the way, are the interest rates at Averardo Bank high?"

Zani looked sowhat puzzled: "Why are you asking this? Do you want to deposit Shell Credits at Averardo Bank?"

Lucian chuckled: "Actually, I have a thod here to earn a million Shell Credits a year."

Zani imdiately perked up: "What thod?"

"As long as we deposit sixty million in the bank, the interest for a year would be about a million." Lucian's expression was dead serious.

Zani clicked her tongue: "If I had sixty million, would I need you to teach this thod?"

Lucian smiled mysteriously: "Don't be hasty; I also have a way to earn sixty million."

Zani raised her elegant eyebrow; as expected of the God of Universal Love—he even had this kind of thod. Could it be sothing he shouldn't be doing?

Zani leaned in closer: "I'm all ears."

Lucian clapped his hands and laughed: "Just deposit four billion in the bank."

Zani: "?"

She sighed, revealing a helpless expression: "I really shouldn't have had any expectations."

Rover shrugged: "Looks like you're still not used to it."

At that mont, the group suddenly heard a commotion ahead.

"What!? You an soone attacked our outpost?"

A slurred voice responded: "...Woman... gem... very strong."

Zani was stunned upon hearing this; she already knew who it was.

Another person said angrily: "Damn it, I can't communicate with you overclocked idiots whose brains are fried."

"Anyway, you're the only one who escaped, right?"

The slurred voice replied: " ...Overseer... powerful. I... leave."

Lucian raised an eyebrow: "...Overseer?"

He lowered his head to look at the silent Phrolova in his arms, then leaned close to her ear and whispered:

"Looks like I won this bet this ti. That Overseer... must be Cristoforo, right?"

Rover beside him pondered: "If Phrolova is the conductor, then what is Cristoforo? And what about Scar in the prison?"

Lucian pinched Phrolova's cheek: "I don't know what Cristoforo is, but I know what Scar is."

"What is it?" Rover asked puzzledly.

Lucian said matter-of-factly: "Of course, a tailor!"

Rover: "…"

Ascending the steps, sure enough, several Fractsidus mbers were gathered here.

"...Who are you!" The sowhat angry craftsman said fearfully,

"Are you lackeys of the Montelli family..."

Another stuttering mber pointed at Phrolova in Lucian's arms, his face full of panic: "She... she..."

The angry craftsman took a closer look: "...This is!?"

"...My lord!?"

Phrolova remained expressionless, ignoring the exclamations of the Fractsidus mbers.

Lucian grinned as he drew Yamato, slowly advancing.

In a flash of lightning and steel, the Fractsidus mbers fell one by one, leaving only that angry craftsman.

Lucian placed Yamato against his neck: "As long as you answer one question for , I can spare your life."

This craftsman, seeing his companions all wiped out, no longer had his previous bravado.

"I... I'll talk... don't kill ..."

Lucian nodded slightly: "Is Cristoforo the Overseer of Fractsidus?"

The craftsman stamred: "Yes... yes!"

"About his information... that's all I know... no... don't kill ..."

[Bet won, stakes doubled.]

Lucian looked down and saw that the ti on the Immortal Binding Rope had beco forty hours.

Phrolova also saw this, her beautiful eyes filled with uncontrollable surprise.

She had thought this bet was just a joke, but unexpectedly, the stake could actually co true?

Could this also be so kind of ability of Lucian's?

Phrolova's expression darkened slightly; such an eerie ability was truly headache-inducing.

She didn't even know how to guard against these bizarre abilities of his if they really fought in the future.

Over here, Lucian gave Rover a look.

The craftsman panicked upon seeing Rover approach with her sword: "Didn't you say... you wouldn't kill !"

Lucian laughed: "I said I could spare your life, but I didn't say she could too."

Rover swiftly ended this mber's sinful life.

"Alright, the vault should be just ahead, right? Maybe we'll run into Carlotta."