Uncle Fran narrowed his eyes in response. 'They know each other, so this guy is probably not the one being looked for. Why would this brat Jakar even know someone like that anyway?'
Nevertheless, he quickly put it aside as he held both Rean and Triwe...or Jakar. Following that, he looked at the spirit on the side. "I can see that you're really just a Guiding Spirit of the Spirit Stream, so you can leave."
Nisso felt like he received a pardon as his body was shot in the Spirit Stream's direction like a meteor. He truly didn't want to have anything to do with these guys. 'That Uncle Fran was just too scary.'
"As for you," said Fran as he looked at Rean. "You'll come with me."
However, Rean immediately pulled out his trump card. "I'm truly not involved with him, though? How about I sign a Soul Binding Contract stating I'm speaking the truth?"
Yet, Fran cared little about it. "This nephew of mine has his own ways of avoiding Soul Binding Contracts. Otherwise, he would never have joined the Drugo Organization of the humans. Since you're friends, he obviously could have given you the same method."
Rean looked at Jakar in surprise, who looked away. "Ahem... the Drugo Organization always uses Soul Binding Contracts to check backgrounds. I just tempered with my soul a little so that it would look like I was telling the truth about my past." He couldn't deny it since information about the Soul Binding Contracts wasn't any secret.
Then again, Jakar was the first cultivator below the Void Tempering Realm that Rean had ever seen capable of ignoring Soul Binding Contracts like him and Roan. "I have many questions for you, but above all, why pull me together into this mess? I won't teach you about the Azure Stream Crystal forging methods anymore."
Before Jakar could answer, the so-called Uncle Fran used its Spatial Powers to envelope Rean and Jakar. Following that, he opened a fissure in space-time and entered it with the two. That alone was enough for Rean to understand. This Uncle Fran was definitely one of the top experts of the spirit races. Otherwise, entering such a place would be tantamount to suicide. Not to mention that he could bring other beings with him, which was even more difficult.
Rean saw the spatial storms raging all around them, threatening to rip them to shreds. Yet, once they got close to Uncle Fran, they seemed to calm before completely disappearing. Uncle Fran didn't even bother trying to avoid them.
That travel through the fabric of space didn't last more than a few minutes, though. Yet, little did Rean know that they had covered over five continents in that small span of time and were still heading further away. That's the power of the top experts of the Realm of Gods.
Suddenly, Rean noticed a passage completely black ahead of him. Uncle Fran immediately dove into it, which was probably something he created himself. The next time Rean saw anything, they were above a mountain range that expanded as far as the eyes could see.
"Just where are we?" Rean couldn't help but ask.
Jakar then explained, "We're in the territory of the Winged Provis Spirit Race in the Sundown Continent."
"Sundown Continent?!" Rean was shocked to hear that. Thanks to the maps he bought in the Traversal City, he at least knew which continents were what in the spirit races' territory. The Sundown Continent was literally six continents away from the area where Uncle Fran captured them. "We didn't spend more than a few minutes traveling..."
Jakar shrugged his shoulders in response. "Uncle Fran is one of the top three experts of the entire Winged Provis race. Well, that also means only three Winged Provis can travel through the fabric of space like him?"
*Pah!*
*Ouch!*
Suddenly, Uncle Fran slammed Jakar's head. "Why do you look so smug? A disgrace like you shouldn't even consider such a thing."
Rean looked around and could see several more of those Winged Provis Spirits. If not because of his Divine Sense, he would probably think they were all demon beasts in human form. However, his Divine Sense saw how none of them even had an inkling of the demonic aura demon beasts usually had. As for their body structures, it was pretty obvious they were not part of the humanoid races either. 'Hmm... they're all hermaphrodites...?'
Rean's Divine Sense showed that none of them seemed to have any of the male or female reproductive organs. 'Oh well, most spirits are like that anyway,' Rean thought. Havek was a very good example. 'It seems like they really are spirits.'
'Idiot,' Roan called his attention. 'Hermaphrodites are species that can take on either role to reproduce. These guys are obviously not born from reproduction like us humans, so calling them hermaphrodites is wrong.'
Rean couldn't help but ask in response, 'Why do you even know something like that?'
Roan snorted in response. 'Hmph! All living beings with brains have souls. Naturally, I took away the souls of many animals back on Earth too. We receive a perfect description of each of our targets before going to work. Naturally, such information was also included.'
Rean couldn't help but mention. 'Well, that seems like a pretty useless description.'
Before Rean and Roan could continue their bickering about hermaphrodites, someone else appeared.
"Jakar!" Another Winged Provis appeared and immediately embraced Jakar.
"Mom?! Come on, stop it!"
"Mom?" Rean was even more puzzled now. "Let's leave aside whether you're a spirit or not as you definitely look human to me. This Winged Provis race shouldn't be able to have kids, right? There doesn't seem to even be a concept of male and female as far as I can see with my Divine Sense."
The spirit who embraced Jakar then let him go before looking at Rean. "What is this thing? Fran, why did you bring such a low life to our sacred ground?"
Fran shrugged his shoulders, replying, "These two seem to be very close friends. Perhaps he was the one who helped Jakar escape from us."
The Winged Provis' expression turned dark after hearing that. "Then you can die already!"
That Provis' Spatial Power closed on Rean, quickly trying to destroy him in a second. However...
*Shatter!*
Uncle Fran's Spatial Power intervened and saved Rean's life. "As temperamental as ever, Ligra," he said to Jakar's mom with indifference.
