Eryndor thanked Syndra then paced around the room.

    He had remembered one thing when Syndra was talking about the Lucian kid.

    It was that Liliana had run away from home because her parents forced her into a marriage.

    If she had hated her forced marriage to this extent, there was no way the one she frequently chatted with was her fiance. No?

    I mean, nothing is impossible, but there is something else which is more probable.

    He remembered Syndra saying that Liliana had run off to the city of Polinek when she was running away from home.

    Maybe this was when this Lucian kid and Liliana met?

    Feeling extremely embarrassed, he asked Syndra once again.

    "When Liliana ran off to Polinek city, was Lucian present there as well?"

    "Wait, do you mean the one in her chats isn’t her fiance but this Lucian? How?"

    Eryndor had been asking her about everything, knowing all of that, even someone stupid would be able to make the connections.

    "I don’t know, I am not sure yet. Just look up the information please."

    Shortly after, she sent a message.

    "Lucian was indeed present in the city when Liliana arrived in Polinek. His mom and sister had just died back then.

    "Oh, Liliana and Lucian were of the same age. Maybe they developed a friendship because of it? Same mindsets you know."

    As usual, she gave more information than necessary, but he didn’t stop her.

    Thanking her for nth time, he resumed his deductions.

    There is a higher and higher chance that this was indeed the Lucian she was chatting with.

    That also explains how he left the city without being recorded by the authorities.

    Would the authorities dare check the angry Sinclairs who had just paid a heavy ransom to recover Liliana?

    Liliana might have most likely helped him out of the city when she herself was forced to leave the city and return to her family.

    Things are making sense now.

    He silently thought, before something clicked in his mind.

    Thankfully, it isn’t a problem for me anymore.

    What Eryndor did wasn’t fight it immediately, but switched to his second form.

    Hints of fear appeared in the beast’s eyes as it gazed at the human before him. It didn’t understand the source of this fear.

    It wasn’t power. It was something greater.

    Something fundamental.

    Something primal.

    Something which was tied to the very fabric of existence.

    But likely due to the difference in realms, it didn’t completely give in to the fear.

    Unfortunately, that wasn’t enough to face the monster before him.

    Eryndor could feel the massive power of his Eldritch abilities flowing through him as he raised his hand at the beast half-paralyzed in fear.

    The power of Telekinesis was effortlessly dispatched at his command, acting upon the skull of the beast.

    Before the creature could realize anything, its skull was crushed in itself due to the enormous outside force.

    He had realized long ago that this form seemed to be considerably stronger. It drilled into him the fact about how inefficiently he was using his Eldritch abilities in his base form.

    Or rather, how blocked the Eldritch abilities were in his base form. Just like how his cultivation related abilities seemed to be impeded in his second form.

    When he sensed the arrival of the two people through his extended vision, he summoned the Sovereign’s Cloak to appear above his battle suit.

    With his refined control over his abilities, he expanded the Cloak until it fully enveloped his body, concealing his battle suit beneath its shrouded folds.

    Even his hoodie now draped lower, casting a shadow over his face and keeping it hidden from view.

    Golden runes resurfaced on the Cloak’s black fabric, faintly glowing beneath the dense forest canopy.

    Wisps of black smoke curled upwards from the Cloak, their inky tendrils accentuating the luminous brilliance of the runes.

    Eryndor’s presence seemed to become heavier with passing time as he repeatedly thought in his head about possessing the identity of an Eldritch Entity.

    Lastly, a faint outline of a majestic Golden Crown appeared over his head, shimmering slightly, as if in excitement.

    Eventually, the two of them arrived.

    Their eyes lay fixated on the incomprehensible existence before them.