Chapter 3: The Voyage Log, The Silver Law

Splash...

As the final character fell onto the cover of the ​Voyage Log, a ripple of silvery waves spread out, instantly surging into Byron's body.

A warm, comforting force, like a mother's gentle hands, soothed the scars etched into his consciousness.

It was as if a spring rain had swiftly nourished his soul.

An intangible essence that had once flowed only within his mind now shattered the barrier between the spiritual and the material worlds.

With a thunderous roar, Byron suddenly heard a voice, rough as sea salt, chanting an ancient epic of the Northern Bayfolk in his ear:

"The sails met the gale;

Flapping, spinning endlessly;

'Death' is the helmsman's cry;

Spare no enemy's life!

With iron keels we strike;

Crashing into enemy ships;

The hull sways and rocks;

Sinking into the dark heart of the sea..."

Deep within his soul, a seed began to take root, sprout, and grow...

It lifted his consciousness, rapidly ascending from his mind until it blossomed and bore fruit.

At this moment, Byron's breath, heartbeat, touch, and perception all reached the ideal state for a mortal.

He was like an experienced sailor, gripping the ropes of a billowing sail, letting the sea breeze tousle his hair.

He felt the joy of the ship cutting through the waves—where the sail, the ship, the wind, and the sea resonated harmoniously within the sailor's veins.

It felt like an eternity, yet also just a fleeting instant.

The chanting of the epic suddenly crescendoed:

"Thus, battered and scarred;

We broke open the prison gates;

My soul ascends to the heavens;

Climbing the stars of my homeland!

The warrior's soul raises a cup;

Drinking the overflowing wine;

To your health!

Northern land! To your health!"

Boom!

The sound of a stone gate being flung open echoed above.

A "fish" trapped in the depths of the sea, unseen for so long, finally leaped out of the water.

Like the ancestors of land-dwelling creatures billions of years ago, it took its first step onto land, beholding the magnificent world outside.

This also gave Byron a fulcrum in his soul, lifting his entire being and existence high above the mundane.

Spirituality had awakened!

At this moment.

Byron clearly sensed that he seemed to have gained an invisible third eye, capable of seeing the unseen through ​Spiritual Vision;

An intangible, yet incredibly agile third hand, which, with a mere thought, effortlessly untied the ropes binding him.

Unlike the majority of the world's population, over 90% of whom were illiterate.

As a descendant of a royal noble family, he had been exposed to comprehensive basic education and esoteric knowledge from a young age.

He understood his current state perfectly and adapted to this new experience in the blink of an eye.

"The awakening of ​Spirituality is like gaining an invisible, intangible organ within the body.

This 'organ' cannot be seen or touched, yet it is the origin of all supernatural powers and the prerequisite for every mystical profession!"

At the same time, Byron was well aware that the awakening of his ​Spirituality was not yet complete.

"In this world, humans are mere mortals risen from the dust, never the rulers of the supernatural realm.

Every ​Spiritual ascension is a 'usurpation' of one's station, fraught with unpredictable risks.

At this moment, one must connect to the source of human supernatural power, completing the final anchoring, to truly master this force that does not belong to mortals!"

Immediately, he activated his ​Spiritual Vision and saw the vast, boundless silver web enveloping the entire world, omnipresent and inescapable.

This was the ​Silver Law, the protector of human nations and the source of all legitimate supernatural power!

And the system of supernatural ascension derived from it—the ​Ladder of Glory!

However, just as he was about to complete the anchoring process using the esoteric knowledge he had learned, something went wrong.

The ​Silver Law theoretically had seven layers, but even the first layer seemed distant and unreachable.

"Is the Law rejecting me?"

As an outsider at heart (Luo Yi), Byron quickly realized the source of the dissonance.

In a moment of clarity, he silently declared in his heart:

"I am... Byron Lancaster!"

By affirming his identity, embracing his fate and responsibilities, he cast his first ​Anchor in this world.

The barrier between him and the ​Silver Law instantly dissolved.

Pure spiritual radiance transformed into a luminous anchor, easily hooking onto the first layer of the Law, stabilizing his existence.

He had become a node in this vast network.

The "knowledge" and "experience" flowing through the Law's web fed back to him, granting him true supernatural power.

The ascension was complete!

The lengthy transformation in the spiritual world had taken only an instant in the physical realm.

Reborn, Byron exhaled deeply, watching the air bubble up to the surface.

His azure eyes now glowed with a cold, cerulean spiritual light, locking onto the group of red-eyed sharks before him.

Through his ​Spiritual Vision, the sharks, which had only appeared to have glowing eyes, now revealed their true form.

Their bodies were entwined with wailing red spirits, their limbs like tentacles deeply embedded in the sharks' flesh, resembling grotesque tumors.

Some had only a few, while others had dozens.

These were clearly the "sacrifices" devoured by the sharks, part of some controlling supernatural ability.

"The innate abilities gained during ​Spiritual awakening are often based on one's most intense desires and needs.

They may not always be combat-oriented, but they possess the miraculous power to turn certain death into survival.

Like my... ​Cognitive Correction!"

Byron no longer dodged. Instead, he activated his newly acquired ability, following the knowledge imparted by the Law.

His ​Spirituality resonated with his body, and an intangible ripple coursed through his veins, overflowing from his sea-blue eyes and bursting forth.

"Get lost!!!"

Buzz—

In an instant.

The sharks, which had been moments away from biting Byron, acted as if they had encountered an unapproachable sea rogue—the orca.

They all turned tail and fled in a frenzy.

Seizing the opportunity, Byron scrambled to the stern of the pirate ship, out of the pirates' line of sight, and broke through the surface.

He wiped the seawater from his face and turned his gaze toward the direction of the Channel Islands of the Kingdom of Hattings.

After a flicker of cold determination in his eyes, he suppressed the impulse to sneak back and seek revenge against the White Rose York family.

The merging of his two lives had tempered his personality, making the once carefree young man more mature and adaptable.

He knew that the most useless thing in the world was impractical daydreaming.

Though he longed for a life of freedom, even one that might end in the tempestuous waves, reckless impulsiveness was not bravery.

Unless he could uncover the truth behind the disaster and possess the power to challenge a nation!

With this thought, Byron instinctively glanced at the ​Voyage Log that had taken root in his right eye.

He had learned of its ability—Echoes of History:

[It allows the 'Captain' to record and revisit the history of related objects or events by touching them or experiencing them firsthand, uncovering hidden unknowns and secrets.

Based on the 'historical influence' of these secrets, it grants spiritual elevation or a unique entry.

No matter how absurd the entry, once written in the log, it will interfere with reality, granting tangible power.

Influence: (0-10] from an individual to a village or town; (10-20] from a city or region to an entire area;

(20-30] from a specific area to a nation; greater than 30 begins to affect the continent or even the entire world.

Secret: The Shadow of the War of the Red and White Roses, with a historical influence of 31%, means it has the potential to impact the entire continent, offering exceptionally rich feedback.]

Under Byron's gaze, ancient, deep-blue ink slowly formed a line of cryptic pictograms on the log's cover.

"Write the truth, never lie!"

It seemed to embody the spirit of ancient historians, but Byron knew the log itself had no intelligence. It could not communicate, only rigidly follow its rules.

With Byron's ​Spiritual awakening, the log had also unlocked the memories of his past life as Luo Yi.

The characters transformed into the Chinese script he was most familiar with, readable only by him.

Following his reading habits, the log's style abruptly shifted.

Captain: Byron Lancaster

Bloodline: Northern Bayfolk (Direct descendant of the ancient Northern Sea Empire's founder, the ​Dragon-Blooded, ​King Blue Dragon Reinhardt)

Motto: Vengeance will be mine!

Title: The Last Lancaster

Son of Prince Edmund Lancaster of Solenburg, former seventh in line to the throne of Hattings, now a penniless avenger.

This title may grant unexpected rewards during events related to the Kingdom of Hattings, the Northern Bayfolk, dragons, or the Lancasters.

(Some are born as beasts of burden, while you were born in Rome. Every step you take moves you further from Rome, but alas... your great Rome has fallen!

Gained title effect: Enemy of York, perpetual pursuit,不死不休!

The closer you are to Hattings' sphere of influence, the stronger the effect.)

Legend: [12]

(This is a world filled with prophecies. The news of your survival has likely spread in small circles within Hattings. Abandon all illusions and flee for your life!)

Spirituality: [1]

(Awakened. While achieving ​Spiritual ascension at seventeen without ​Spirit Awakening Potion or incense isn't unheard of for a genius,

compared to those who will never touch the supernatural and another avenger who awakened a single tomoe upon witnessing his family's massacre, you're already far ahead.)

Profession: Unemployed

Rank: None

Crew: None

Innate Abilities:

[Cognitive Correction] Awakened based on the most intense desire or need during ​Spiritual ascension.

Can simulate other creatures or humans at a cognitive level, impersonating predators, peers, prey, or even perfectly replacing another person (a great escape skill).

[Weather Intuition] Many animals possess senses far beyond humans, especially sensitivity to weather changes. Now, so do you.

(An additional ability from the increasingly diluted Blue Dragon bloodline of the royal family after nearly a millennium of inbreeding.

Even a fish pulled from the sea would smell less fishy than you. Don't fantasize about a bloodline resurgence propelling you to the pinnacle of life.

You don't have that destiny.)

Knowledge:

Storm Swordsmanship (Your training in the kingdom's knight corps laid a solid foundation);

Navigation, Gunnery, Musketry, Ship Combat (A top graduate of the Royal Naval Academy, proficient in every sailor's role, though lacking experience);

Law and Natural History (Your upbringing granted you a far broader perspective than commoners, and access to precious knowledge to navigate the dangers of the supernatural world.

Be glad you didn't start in the hellish scenario of a curly-haired baboon);

Hittite Solar Script and Runes (Knowledge is the source of the supernatural, and ancient scripts are the keys to unlocking it);

Each area of knowledge corresponds to a supernatural sequence under the ​Ladder of Glory.

Clearly, even with your family's downfall, your life still offers far more choices than the average person!

Secret: The Shadow of the War of the Red and White Roses (You've uncovered part of this world's truth. Historical influence: 31%, comprehension: 11%.)

Additional Entry: [History Corrector] (Inactive)

Special Note:

In this dangerous world, no human can cross the sea by physical strength alone.

Captain, please acquire a ship or join a crew as soon as possible to begin writing your ​Voyage Log!