"The root of human primal desires lies within the materialized body itself, connected to the ego within the 'personality' structure.

It is all the psychological sediment firmly embedded within the body from birth.

It is a collection of suppressed, rejected irrational, unconscious life force, drive, instinct, impulse, and desire.

Of course, it could very well be the vehicle for the influence of the 'Adventurer's Blood'!"

In his temporary residence, Aiven sat at the desk, conducting self-analysis through relevant knowledge from 'Flesh Sacrifice', while swiftly scribbling and drawing on paper.

Lines of spiritual text, techniques, and graphics, though seemingly chaotic on the surface, held a profound beauty resonating with rules and truth.

A thick pile of discarded ritual design schemes had accumulated beside him.

At this moment.

Aiven, temporarily unaware of the battlefield's new changes, having solved the problem with Calvin, had long returned to the temporary Hatrafa Port with Boris.

During this time, he had been drifting at sea, achieving considerable gains, yet never had the time to properly settle, now taking the chance to withdraw from the combat sequence to truly transform his gains into power.

Without the constant duty of fulfilling a captain's responsibilities, Aiven had poured all his time and energy into research, with equally abundant rewards.

Additionally.

Aiven admitted he indeed had some... interest in Miss Olivia of Far Sails Territory.

Secretly speculating whether she might also be a 'victim' of the 'Adventurer's Blood'? Could she be his 'kind'?

Because according to Kurutena, the demigod of 'Golden Kingdom' who disguised as a human girl, there are thirteen Golden Compass in total, suggesting thirteen families affected by the 'Adventurer's Blood'.

These families must be active at the forefront of human exploration activities, and their traces could possibly spread across the entire explored world, making them not easily found.

Just like the Galliot family, only Milan and Anita are left, encountering these 'kind' is likely harder than winning the lottery.

So far, he could only confirm the identity of the great adventurer Jelos alone.

Now encountering another suspected 'kind', Aiven certainly couldn't ignore it.

As for why the Aimoer Clan didn't end up like the Galliot family, bankrupt due to family members' fervent adventurous passion? Aiven had some guesses.

First of all, the situation between Aimoer and Galliot differs greatly.

The current Marquis Yuanfan himself is a well-known wise ruler, constantly solidifying the foundation of his territory, only Olivia herself showing extraordinary adventurous passion.

Clearly different from Galliot, not all Aimoer family members are affected by the 'Adventurer's Blood'.

After all.

The 'Golden Compass', though hailed as a Divine Gift, certainly has an upper limit in value.

Even for some peak strong individuals, aside from potentially relating to the ultimate secret of this world, it is almost akin to a plaything.

To obtain this item, the cost paid by individuals of different identities and powers certainly couldn't be entirely the same.

Since about two hundred years ago, Ocean Goddess Thetis sent out the first Golden Compass, possibly taking several decades or a century to gradually send out all thirteen compasses.

Count Old Aimoer was a Tier 3 Great Knight long before, the significance of the Golden Compass to him and to the Galliot family is decidedly different.

For all members of the Galliot family, it is an explicit 'Adventurer's Blood', while for the Aimoer family, some members might be implicit and unaffected.

At least from external manifestation, Duke Amor is implicit, while Olivia Amor is like Aiven, explicit.

However, though Aiven desired to meet the lady, he didn't force the matter.

Furthermore, judging from the Marquis couple's attitude, if he were to venture visiting uninvited, he'd likely be dismissed along with those unwelcome nuisance pursuers.

Why make a fool of oneself?

Nonetheless, having heard her story, Aiven finally resolved to initiate his long-prepared 'Adventurer's Blood' suppression plan.

After experiencing uncontrolled events, the increasingly active 'Adventurer's Blood' had become a ticking time bomb within his body.

It doesn't turn one into an unthinking brute, but rather ignores underlying potential risks, urging one to choose the most aggressively rewarding option among numerous choices!

Ordinarily, it's nothing but a [mental state shift] alert, but at crucial moments, it can be fatal. Rather than fixing it post-explosion, preventing it in advance is wiser.

From a Vitalist School Wizard's perspective, this instinctive yearning for adventure and the unknown could be due to issues with the body's nervous system and abnormal hormone secretion.

The related soul part brims with various primal desires, possessing an absolute tendency for gain, the 'ego'.

Since becoming an official wizard, Aiven could already use various witchcraft to replicate effects of some potions, like 'Mutated Curse', 'Flesh and Blood Uprising', 'Immobilization', 'Frenzy', 'Deep Sleep', 'Blood Backflow', 'Wise Mind', etc.

This convenience also represents his deepened understanding of the body's connection with the Mysterious Side.

Therefore, combined with knowledge from 'Flesh Sacrifice', Aiven had identified several key points.

One is that the influence belongs to the power of demigod Thetis, namely the 'Adventurer's Blood', two is the medium needed for 'Adventurer's Blood' to take effect, such as the body's nerves, glands, hormones, three is the last step where this influence truly manifests through some connection affecting... the brain or 'personality'.

At least according to Kurutena, until he stands shoulder to shoulder with Thetis, it is impossible to fundamentally resolve this issue.

But it should be possible to try using a 'lock' to isolate a series of complex internal changes from truly controlling brain and soul, essentially severing the final connection.

And this lock constructed with 'spiritual text' and 'technique', Aiven had completed eighty percent, the only regret being lacking a 'kind' to jointly 'share' this great achievement!

I absolutely have no other ideas... (serious face)

Knock! Knock! Knock!

Suddenly, a gentle knocking sounded on the door.

"Aiven, come quickly and have a look, everything from the shipwreck has been cleaned up. We've struck it rich yet again!"

"Hmm? So fast? I'll be right there!"

Daring to find Aiven during his research, probably the only person on this island is Milan.

While Aiven was hastily conducting his research, he had already released the shipwreck he discovered under the sea and let Milan organize people to host the unboxing.

Only this time, the "treasure chest" was a bit large, measuring a full thirty meters in length.

Although suspected to be a wizard's vehicle.

But after so long, even if there were bizarre creatures inside, they should've been almost corroded by the shadow energy suffusing Kaka's [Shadow Secret Vault].

Even Aiven himself, if without protection, could only stay in the fissure between the Shadow Realm and the Material World for minutes.

It's already considered completing a round of disinfection procedure.

When the two of them arrived at the flat open space inland on the island, besides Gary in charge of the formation, there were only a group of Hilus soldiers responsible for "clearing the way."

They collectively surrounded the nearly thirty-meter-long "antique" wooden ship.

Knowing full well that it might be a wizard's escape vessel, Aiven certainly wouldn't risk using his own people.

After ingesting the "Puppet Potion," these people would execute Aiven's orders without hesitation, essentially bringing everything movable from this wrecked ship out.

Moreover, it seems that personnel weren't particularly lost.

"Ha, not a small harvest!"

On the canvas spread out on the ground, several heaps of items were densely piled up.

One heap comprised various wooden furniture and miscellaneous items, having no value and directly ignored.

One heap mainly consisted of ancient coins from various countries, gold and silver utensils, gemstones, enamel decorations, beautifully adorned but long since tarnished and rusted swords (suspected to have been extraordinary weapons)... etc.

This heap was the focus, and Milan had already roughly assessed them.

If thoroughly cleaned and auctioned as antiques, it's still feasible to recover ten thousand Golden Lions, enough to build a brand new Level 5 Cruiser.

As for other easily corroded items, they had long vanished in the passage of hundreds of years.

If one only considers the items placed above, the styles from various regions and countries of the Old Continent are present, making it difficult to determine where the ship's owner originated.

Uh... or it could indirectly prove that this gentleman might often have to run away?

But the last heap comprised quite a few glass bottles and jars, making it easy to discern the identity of the shipowner as a wizard.

Because three or four hundred years ago, these bottles and jars were also severely banned, anyone daring to collect them would be bluntly labeled as a wizard, then directly sentenced to the stake without trial!

"However, there's not a single item belonging to a wizard here?"

Even if escaping under pursuit, having reached here, wouldn't it be impossible not to leave anything behind?"

Aiven used "Data Visualization" to sweep over the items on the ground several times, but didn't find anything resembling "Spatial Treasure."

However, while Spatial Treasure wasn't found, he did notice several items that seemed a bit unusual.

"This thing..."

Taking two steps forward from among the heap of seemingly worthless bottles and jars, he picked up a hollow glass sphere with more than half filled with water and examined it closely.

Inside the bottle, it seemed like... it was raining.

He then glanced at the clouds in the sky.

Suddenly, he shook his hand and smashed it on the ground.

Crack—

However, the seemingly glass-like hollow sphere did not break, instead, it cracked a stone on the ground.

He picked it up again and casually tossed it to Milan.

"Look what kind of good thing I've discovered? An Ocean Treasure?"

Most Ocean Treasures hide their light, not only outsiders but even ordinary wizards with Spiritual Vision find it hard to detect anomalies, and if careless, they could slip away right under one's nose.

Subsequently, Milan, being a professional, quickly confirmed its identity through [Spiritual Detection]:

"Ocean Treasure: Storm Bottle"

Effect: Can accurately predict weather at sea and display it in the bottle, synchronizing twelve hours in advance.

Considered a relatively practical weather forecasting tool.

But for Milan's "Storm Horn," it provides merely a slight convenience, better than nothing.

'Huh? Since when have I become wealthy enough to dare evaluate an Ocean Treasure like this?'

However, for such an "Ocean Treasure" that doesn't significantly aid him, Aiven indeed doesn't care much, its value to him is less than those antiques.

At this point, his attention had already shifted to another item.

It was an oil painting.

Depicting the scene of a sunken sailboat, it had been submerged for an unknown long time yet bore no damage!

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