Arcanum: Chaos Path

Chapter 423 The Hunter Will Be Punished by Roland

Upon hearing this, Rowling also looked at Anderson, and couldn't help but think to himself, "As expected of a hunter, he really does know how to talk."

"Now I believe that hunters all have a bit of luck on them," Rowling suddenly said with a sigh.

"I've never been beaten to death in my life, and luck certainly plays a part, but the main reason is that I'm good at running." Anderson naturally understood Rowling's implication and immediately revealed a smug smile.

“I thought you’d say you were good at fighting.” Rowling glanced at the sword in his hand. It was a weapon crafted with the Hunter Path Sequence 5 Reaper trait. Combined with Anderson’s own Reaper nature, it could be said to have reached a certain level of perfection in the field of attack.

"Of course, being able to fight is indeed one of my strengths." Anderson nodded without the slightest bit of embarrassment.

“I can see that. He’s a good candidate to be a Mystic.” As he said this, Rolin suddenly nudged Little K next to him with his elbow and urged, “Little K, aren’t you currently in a situation where you’re short of Mystic partners? I think the Reaper would be perfect. It would perfectly make up for your lack of damage output.”

Little K glanced at Rolin with a hint of helplessness. Of course, he wouldn't be so heartless as to turn Anderson into a puppet, as that would violate his principles. But thinking about Anderson's foul mouth just now, Little K looked at Anderson and scrutinized him with a critical gaze. Then, in a cold tone, he said, "Not bad."

“I also think the Reaper is a good choice!” Little Amon nodded repeatedly from the side, looking eager to try it out. “I’m very familiar with the Hunter’s abilities.”

Thanks to his daily acts of recklessness, even without the memories of his original self, Little Amon still gained a wealth of experience being beaten up by hunters, making him extremely familiar with this method.

"Hey, friends, you guys are kidding, right?" Anderson looked left and right, chuckling awkwardly as he gripped his greatsword tighter. He could sense that the people in front of him were not simple.

“If you provoke me again, this won’t be a joke.” Little K glanced at Anderson and said coldly.

"Okay, okay, I apologize for my rudeness just now, but it really wasn't my fault, it's just that this guy is too good-looking." Anderson was clearly a clever man, and he said without hesitation for almost a second.

"Thank you for the compliment." Rowling wasn't really angry; he wasn't someone who was easily swayed. He had just been deliberately trying to scare Anderson.

However, Rowling was not a very magnanimous person either. So after Anderson visibly breathed a sigh of relief, Rowling said leisurely, "Anderson, you know what? I'm actually quite familiar with the God of Knowledge and Wisdom. After all, He is an ally of my teacher. I even visited Him in His divine kingdom last time. I must say, He is truly a very knowledgeable god. I learned a lot from Him."

Anderson's expression visibly stiffened. He had clearly never encountered such a situation in his life, and said somewhat dumbfoundedly, "Really?"

For people of this era, visiting the divine realm to see the gods is too incredible; it's something that only happens in legends.

If anyone else had said that, Anderson would have thought they were drunk, but it was "Jack" who spoke—Anderson certainly knew who "Jack Jones" was; the other person was Lucifer's student.

Lucifer is mentioned in a divine oracle sent by the god of knowledge and wisdom, and is an existence that must not be neglected.

"I heard you used to be a member of the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, but you left because you failed your exams and became a bounty hunter..." Roland continued unhurriedly, smiling at Anderson, "I sympathize with your situation, so I've decided to go back and report your case to the God of Knowledge..." "There's no need, my friend!" Anderson was sweating profusely. Of course, he was a believer in the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, and even though he had openly left, he still maintained connections with the church. If it were any other matter that could bring him into the sights of his deity, Anderson would be overjoyed. But this meant that Anderson hoped to enter the deity's sight in this way!

Anderson thought of the traditions of the Church of Knowledge, and the way the bishops used to look at him after he failed his exams, as if he were mentally challenged, and he felt suffocated.

Anderson couldn't even imagine how his master would look at him if he knew his exam results.

He'd definitely be considered mentally challenged!
"Really don't want it?" Rowling glanced at Anderson and said unhurriedly, "This might be your only chance to get close to the Lord. Look, even the Iceberg Admiral Edwina next to you is tempted..."

Upon hearing this, Anderson almost subconsciously glanced at Lieutenant General Edwina, who was obviously eavesdropping beside him and whose eyes were practically filled with longing for "an audience with the god of knowledge," and suddenly fell silent.

Anderson discovered that he couldn't actually refuse, because he too longed to see the gods; in fact, what believer could refuse such an opportunity?
But, but... For the first time in his life, Anderson hated himself for not studying hard enough, otherwise he wouldn't be in this dilemma now.

Just then, Anderson heard Rowling's cheerful and enthusiastic voice:
"Of course, I know that the Church of Knowledge has its own doctrines. It's normal for you to feel inferior with your grades, Anderson. Here's what I'll do: I'll contact the Church of Knowledge first and have them prepare several thousand kilograms of test papers and practice questions for you to do first. Once your grades improve, I'll arrange an audience with them."

Anderson: ...

Anderson almost choked on his breath. He knew very well that in their church, several thousand pounds of exercises was definitely not a figure of speech, but a real number of pounds.

But... but the reason I came to Five Seas to become a hunter was so I wouldn't have to do math problems... A rare look of confusion crossed Anderson's eyes. Before him lay the hell of knowledge he hated most, yet he couldn't refuse it, and even...

Anderson glanced at the handsome and cheerful Rowling across from him, took a deep breath, and said, "Thank you!" His thanks were both forced and sincere.

Anderson gritted his teeth because he knew very well that the other party had done it on purpose, deliberately retaliating against his earlier provocation and deliberately plunging him into the knowledge hell he hated most.

Anderson was genuinely sincere because he knew very well that this was an opportunity for him, an unprecedented opportunity, an opportunity that anyone in the church would be grateful for.

"You're welcome," Rowling replied with a smile.

Little Ke, who had been watching the whole thing unfold, shook his head, unsurprised.

Why did you provoke him?

(End of this chapter)