Mystery: A Spark

So, he could only...

“Madam, I cannot say,” Arthur sighed, his face filled with great distress.

His expression conveyed three parts hesitation, three parts entanglement, and four parts helplessness, demonstrating his mastery of the "Actor's Self-Cultivation" course.

"Can't I say... are you under some kind of restriction?" Bernadette asked, staring intently at Arthur.

“Oh, ma’am, I…” Arthur sighed softly, just about to come up with a plausible excuse when a thought suddenly popped into his head.

The moment this thought crossed his mind, Arthur knew it was a thought he had left for himself atop Source Castle when he participated in the Tarot Gathering.

This is what he has always been doing.

However, although he had many thoughts before that, he could recall very few after returning to reality.

Now, thoughts that he couldn't recall before could come back to him, which gave Arthur a certain feeling.

That is, as his extraordinary sequence rises, his body and mind become more and more extraordinary, and the restrictions on the memories in his mind begin to gradually loosen.

Arthur believed that as long as he continued on his extraordinary path, one day he would be able to break free from all limitations in reality.

Of course, memories are actually not a big deal, since Arthur was able to recover all his memories at the Source Castle.

The most crucial thing was actually those few pictures that had been pixelated. They were things that were impossible to see even from the Source Castle, which greatly aroused Arthur's curiosity.

“Ahem, ma’am, have you ever thought about this?” Arthur changed the subject, altering what he was originally going to say.

"What's the problem?" Bernadette raised an eyebrow.

"So why did Emperor Rosell go mad in his later years? He was already a Sequence One Knowledge Emperor at that time. What kind of being could so easily corrupt a Sequence One angel?" Arthur asked with an extremely serious expression.

“Of course I’ve thought about it. My father was an angel of the Hermit Path, so I suspect he was likely influenced by the Hermit Sage,” Bernadette replied, frowning.

Arthur nodded noncommittally and said:

"The Hidden Sage? Perhaps. But in my opinion, Emperor Rosell at that time was still the Holy Son of the Church, under the protection of my Lord. If an angel of Sequence One could be so easily corrupted by the Hidden Sage, that would be far too much..."

Isn't this a bit too disrespectful to the God of Steam? Although Arthur didn't say it aloud, the meaning was already conveyed.

"So what do you mean?" Bernadette waved her hand, and a phantom wooden staff wrapped with colorful ribbons appeared in her hand.

But just as she was about to summon the "perpetually isolated paradise" to descend, Arthur reached out and stopped her.

"No need, madam, because I don't really have anything important to say next. I just want to ask a logical question."

"what is the problem?"

Arthur coughed lightly and said:

"In fact, Emperor Roselle has always been a blessed Son of God and an extremely important figure in the Church, but under these circumstances, his temperament still changed drastically, to the point that he did many perverse things."

"This situation is very abnormal, and it is unlikely that it was done by other righteous or evil gods, because it would inevitably invite the Lord's revenge. However, after Emperor Roselle perished in the White Maple Palace, the Church did not take any retaliatory action."

“Madam, you and Mr. Bolova are both high-sequence powerhouses, and your understanding of mystical knowledge is naturally far greater than mine. So, do you think it's possible that there exists something above the true god? An even more powerful and mysterious existence?”

Bernadette's face changed instantly, and Bonova, who had been silently observing, also became extremely serious in an instant.

Seeing this, Arthur nodded slightly and said:

"Madam, that's all I have to say. Farewell."

Arthur finally breathed a sigh of relief after leaving St. Hillan Cathedral.

Ultimately, what Bernadette was truly concerned about was not the identity of the Black Emperor, but rather clues related to his father, Emperor Roselle.

The reason she asked Arthur about the identity of the Black Emperor was in order to find as much information as possible about her father.

Arthur once told Bernadette that there were indeed beings in this world like him and Roselle, but at the time Arthur referred to them as "them".

This, to some extent, dashed Bernadette's hopes of finding the remaining time travelers.

Because if it were just an ordinary person or a typical extraordinary individual, then Bernadette could use the power of the Elemental Dawn to search for them, and after finding them, she could offer some benefits and get some information out of them.

Anyone who can be referred to as "He" is basically at least a second-order being, or even a first-order being or a true god.

Judging from Arthur's secretive attitude towards them at the time, it is highly likely that they are Sequence One or even true gods. Not to mention whether such beings can be found, even if they are found, it is questionable whether they will pay any attention to them.

For example, if one of the seven gods had a similar origin to her father, Roselle, how would Bernadette find that god?

Are we supposed to hold a ceremony to ask them one by one? Aren't we afraid of getting struck by lightning or hit on the forehead by a beam of holy light?

Bernadette was certainly aware of the saying, "Believe in the power of the gods, not in their mercy."

However, the appearance of the Black Emperor, a chivalrous thief, made Bernadette realize that behind that thief was likely a mysterious being with the same background as her father.

After all, the thief himself or his faction stole the blasphemous token left by her father. So how the clues about this blasphemous token were revealed, and how the disguise on the token was broken, are all very worthy of investigation.

Now that there's a clue about this mysterious being, Bernadette naturally wants to find out more about him, which is why she came here today.

Arthur could not possibly reveal Klein's identity, because it involved the ownership of the Source Castle, which was of paramount importance and could even be said to concern the future of the Mysterious World.

Therefore, before Klein fully develops, he should not be allowed to easily come into the sight of those important figures.

Otherwise, if he were to be drawn into high-level struggles too early, Klein wouldn't have many lives left to live.

Sigh, what kind of weirdos are the candidates for Lord of Mysteries? So many angels from the Gou family can't find a single normal person, otherwise why would they need to go through all this trouble... Arthur sighed, feeling quite tired.

If there had been even one normal person among the candidates for Lord of Mysteries, Klein in the original story would probably have handed over the Source Castle without hesitation long ago.

Based on Arthur's understanding of Klein, if Amon were more reliable, Klein would most likely have said, "Sir, do not worry, just look at this castle," and might even have earned a title like "The Deceitful Emperor."

Once the new Lord of Mysteries is born, we can all live happily together. Wouldn't that be great? Why would we need all this fuss?

Unfortunately, all the candidates for Lord of Mysteries had their own problems.

Amon indulged in pleasure and lacked compassion; he was no hero.

Pales is a coward, and Little An is a useless wolf.

Mr. Men is nowhere to be found.

As for Zarathustra, he is nothing but a skeleton in a tomb, and will surely be captured sooner or later.

Now, among all the mysterious beings, only Klein is capable of shouldering this great responsibility.

Originally, Arthur wanted to make up some excuse, or simply teach Bernadette a few Chinese characters, to try and get by with today's incident.

Now that Bernadette has become an angel, teaching her Chinese characters is no longer so dangerous.

However, the loosening of the memory lock gave Arthur a new option: to directly point out the seriousness of what Rosell had encountered in order to persuade Bernadette to back down.

Of course, although Arthur said those things, he himself had no intention of delving into them.

He is only a minor Sequence Six right now. Angels are already incredibly powerful beings to him, let alone true gods. How could he dare to explore anything beyond true gods?

There's a limit to how reckless you can be!

As Arthur was pondering, he suddenly felt a weight on his shoulder. He turned his head and saw Arthas perched on his shoulder, grinning at him.

"Why are you sitting on my shoulder? Do we know each other that well?" Arthur said expressionlessly.

"Oh, Arthur, I had no choice just now." The puppy rubbed against Arthur's face obediently. "Besides, didn't you teach me that I should run away without hesitation when I encounter danger?"

Arthur snorted coldly and said:

"You actually dare to use that as an excuse? I told you that in an emergency, you could escape on your own and find help to rescue me. Was that an emergency just now? And where are the help you found?"

Due to Arthas's inherent talents and the special nature of the extraordinary sequence he followed, capturing him was an extremely difficult task for anyone.

If Arthur were ever in dire straits, Arthas would be his crucial channel for seeking help from the outside world.

Therefore, Arthur had made a pact with the little creature that in the event of an extreme situation that threatened his life, it would not hesitate to sell Arthur and escape.

This was to prevent Arthur from seeing the kind of melodramatic plots he often saw in his past life, like "You go now!" "I'm not going!" "If you don't go, I won't go either!" "If we're going, we'll go together!", which made people want to have a brain hemorrhage just hearing about them.

In a life-or-death situation, every minute and every second is of utmost importance, and there is no room for sentimentality or procrastination.

“Arthur, you were surrounded by two angels just now. Wasn’t that a critical moment? As for reinforcements, where would I find reinforcements capable of dealing with two angels?” Arthas argued vehemently.

"Ha, that makes a lot of sense," Arthur said with a cold laugh.

"Right, right?" The puppy became somewhat smug, thinking that he had gotten away with it today.

"Yes, you're right, but this makes me very unhappy, so for lunch today there are only vegetables, no meat." Arthur easily completed his punishment of Arthas.

"Ah? No!" Alsassin cried out in despair.

……

Lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the dark city walls.

Derrick Berg, carrying a leather bag and a large axe on his back, stood outside the doorway with nearly ten teammates.

After a period of diligent performance, he has successfully digested the Lightbringer's potion and been promoted to a Sun Priest.

Today is the day that the six-member council of Silver City has set for them to go and explore the temple of the true creator.

Derrick looked up and saw that the black soil between the stones of the city wall was dry and crumbling, yet clumps of tenacious weeds were growing, their fine hairs swaying in the breeze.

Just then, he heard light footsteps approaching, and he quickly looked away, turning his gaze toward the city gate.

Amidst the alternation of lightning and darkness, a tall figure slowly approached, carrying two curved battle blades crossed on his back.

This is a weapon that was introduced from the outside world. It has a wide killing range, but it requires superb combat skills to use skillfully. In Silver City, it is regarded as a symbol of high-level warriors.

Immediately afterwards, his pale and disheveled hair, his weathered and deep eyes, his twisted and deep old scars, and his unchanging brown coat and linen shirt came into view.

The newcomer was none other than Colin Iliad, the chief of the Silver City Council of Six, a powerful "Demon Hunter".

Or more accurately, a powerful demon hunter.

Colin arrived, stopped, and pulled a small gold pocket watch from his pocket. It popped open with a "pop," and he glanced at the time.

Then, he looked around to make sure all the team members were present, and then spoke in a low voice:

"Light the lamps, let's go."

Chapter 182 Fors Comes to the Door

Beneath the darkness, occasionally illuminated by lightning, stood the silent ruins of a vast city.

These ruins are like a giant tomb, burying a civilization that struggled to survive but faded away.

"Demon Hunter" Colin looked around, his expression somewhat solemn, as if he could see the future of Silver City.

He pointed ahead and said: