Brothel Manager : Unexpected Encounter with A Hidden Family Heirloom-Chapter 413 - : Fate Reading Ritual

The air in the room was heavy with shock and disbelief as the patriarch of the Taurus family, Ryan Taurus, struggled to come to terms with the astonishing revelation. His deep voice resonated with a mix of surprise and concern as he questioned the unexpected turn of events.

"What do you mean?!" Ryan Taurus cried out, his eyes wide with surprise and a hint of anxiety.

His daughter, Myra, stood before him, her expression resolute but her voice filled with a sense of confirmation. "Yes, father, during the Fate ritual, we did not find the presence of Aries spirit in the current patriarch of Aries family."

The news was like a thunderclap in the room, leaving a brief yet heavy silence as Ryan attempted to digest the weight of the revelation. The idea that Aries family, their long-standing ally through the fate bond, might no longer be a part of the pact was a staggering concept to comprehend.

"Why didn’t you stop me during the ritual?" Ryan Taurus asked, his frustration and anger simmering beneath the surface. "Now the two families’ fates are connected. We can’t annihilate that bastard family now."

Myra maintained her composure, understanding her father’s frustration but also holding firm to her conviction. "Father, calm down. We still don’t know the real reason behind this situation. Losing the spirit animal blessing is not a small matter. There must be something more to this. We’ve always had the chance to break the fate bond with the Aries family if it’s truly necessary."

Her words carried a sense of reassurance, a reminder that their course of action didn’t have to be hasty or extreme. Her father’s anger could be understood, but it was her wisdom that provided a steadying presence.

"Myra, send all our intelligence units to gather information on the Aries family situation," Ryan Taurus instructed with a deep frown. "I really want to know the truth behind this."

Myra nodded in agreement, acknowledging her father’s need for answers. "Don’t worry, father. I’m already on this. If my guess is correct, something must have gone wrong when the old patriarch died."

As Ryan Taurus turned to leave the room, the weight of the impending peace meeting with the Farus family hung heavily on his shoulders. "You should think about the upcoming peace meeting with Farus family. They must be planning something. With Aries family’s young master in their hands, we have nothing to play against them. So, first think about that.

Your daughter will take care of the Aries spirit matter."

Before leaving, Ryan couldn’t help but ask about the enigmatic figure, Das, who seemed to be at the center of these puzzling developments. "By the way, who is Das, actually? Myra, did you find anything about him?"

Myra’s smile remained inscrutable as she contemplated Das. "No, father. His background is clean. I still need to dig deeper. Give me a little more time. I will find out his true colors soon."

With that, Ryan Taurus left the room, leaving behind the enigma of Aries family’s missing spirit animal and the enigmatic figure known as Das. As Myra contemplated her next steps, a sense of intrigue and determination drove her forward into the web of secrets and alliances that governed the hidden families’ destinies.

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The vast air base of the Skull Organization buzzed with activity as more than a thousand people worked tirelessly to raise the flames that would envelop the ritual platform. Thea and Das sat alone on the large platform, positioned opposite each other. Thea, with a profound sense of purpose, immersed herself in the recitation of ancient scriptures.

Her voice echoed through the open expanse, carrying a weight of destiny, as she chanted the sacred verses with a rare blend of authority and vulnerability.

The atmosphere surrounding the ritual platform was charged with tension. The stakes were higher than ever before, and the weight of responsibility bore down on those who understood the gravity of the ritual. A sense of urgency and anticipation hung heavy in the air.

Five layers of elemental energy circled around Thea and Das in concentric circles, their energies interweaving like intricate tapestries. The layers pulsed with a vibrant, otherworldly light, creating a breathtaking spectacle as they shimmered and glowed in shades of azure, emerald, and amethyst.

The elemental energies were a testament to Thea’s exceptional power and the ancient knowledge she wielded.

The success of the ritual was not merely a matter of fate; it was a matter of life and death. Thea knew that the ritual’s consequences were far-reaching, and her fate was inextricably linked to its outcome. Thea’s unwavering determination and her deep connection to the ancient arts allowed her to channel the elemental energies with precision and grace.

As Thea recited the scriptures, her eyes remained closed, her focus unwavering. Opposite to her, Das sat in silent contemplation. He understood the magnitude of the moment, and the weight of the ritual’s success lay heavy on his shoulders. Thea’s life was inextricably tied to the ritual, and the consequences of failure were unthinkable.

Watching over the ritual with vigilance was Eden, the head of the Skull Organization. Her presence was an unspoken testament to the ritual’s significance. Her sharp gaze shifted between Thea and Das, assessing their every movement and the flow of elemental energy. She knew that the outcome of the ritual could shape the future of the hidden families.

Beyond the immediate intensity of the ritual, a broader plot unfolded. The ritual held the key to unlocking secrets that had long been hidden within the annals of time. The hidden families and their intricate web of alliances were on the brink of a transformation. Thea’s quest to decipher the fate of Das and unravel the future of the hidden families was an integral part of the complex narrative.

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In the midst of the intricate rituals and grandeur of the elemental energies, a silent understanding passed between Thea and Das. Their connection went beyond the confines of words, transcending the barriers of past and present. The unspoken promise to face whatever lay ahead together was the heart of their shared journey.

As the ritual continued, the world around them faded into obscurity. They were no longer mere individuals but vessels through which the destiny of the hidden families and the ancient powers would be channeled. The fire around the ritual platform began to task shape in the form of a surreal blade.

The flames surrounded the entire platform in one eighty degrees like a lid separating Das and Thea from outside world.

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