Mystery: A Spark

"Ahem, it's nothing. I just remembered something happy. You guys continue chatting, don't mind me," Pales said in a somewhat inexplicable tone.

Actually, He felt that those words sounded incredibly out of place coming from Arthur's mouth, which is why He couldn't hold back for a moment.

From the first day He met Arthur, He knew that beneath the boy's seemingly refined exterior lay a madman.

Just imagine, someone who, knowing full well of Amon's existence, still dares to play with a monocle;

A person who dares to pray to the eternal sun in the church of the goddess of night, as a favored one of the Earth Mother Goddess;

Someone who dared to scheme against the offspring of the true Creator when he was only Sequence Seven.

Can Pales believe a person like this who spouts a bunch of positive messages, saying he wants to take the civil service exam, build up the country, and be a loyal subject to George III?

If Arthur said he would rebel and become emperor, Pallas might find it more believable.

He was an old and wise man, and naturally he could see that Arthur was talking nonsense. He guessed that only Leonard would believe such a thing.

Leonard's emotions became somewhat disjointed after being interrupted by Arthur and Palles.

He sat up straight on the sofa, picked up the red wine and drank it all in one gulp, then poured himself another glass.

He didn't really care about Arthur's words. It wasn't that he didn't believe him, but since he had already joined the Red Gloves, his future path to advancement was already fixed.

Therefore, Leonard could only be promoted within the church; things like being a civil servant were completely out of his reach.

After finishing his drink, he felt some relief from his worries and asked:

"By the way, Arthur, you must have come here for something else today, right?"

"Yes, I brought you something nice today," Arthur said with a smile.

"Good stuff?" Leonard asked, somewhat puzzled.

“This is it.” Arthur took out the glove he had taken from Zatwin from the emblem.

“Oh? A magical item from the Thief’s Path, and quite effective at that,” Pales remarked.

“That’s right. Among the people around me, only the two of you can maximize its value,” Arthur nodded.

Leonard doesn't have the "Tinder" glove yet.

Arthur speculated that Leonard obtained the "Fire Seed" glove after joining the Hermits of Fate.

Therefore, Leonard probably doesn't have any useful magical items at this stage.

Just as Arthur had expected, Leonard immediately took a liking to the black glove and asked without hesitation:

What kind of compensation do you need?

Arthur didn't hesitate and said:

"Given our relationship, I won't beat around the bush. You can take this glove and use it first."

"My condition is that you help me find an extraordinary trait of a Priest of Light, and I also need the soul of that Jacob family demigod."

"A soul? What do you need that for?" Pales asked, somewhat surprised.

“I have my own uses,” Arthur said without offering an explanation.

“Alright, you can have the soul of that thief demigod. I only need the extraordinary attribute anyway.” Pales readily agreed.

"I'll try to find you a Light Priest trait later," Leonard agreed to Arthur's condition.

“Then it’s yours.” Arthur handed the black glove to Leonard. “By the way, judging from the old man’s tone, you’ve already found out about that demigod thief?”

He had only told Paleshair his identity, as well as the identity and approximate location of the duck-necked demigod.

It's in the sewers of Berklund Street, at the end of the sixth left turn, in a hidden passage.

However, because Pales had lost most of his extraordinary abilities at this time, he could not exert much of his strength.

So, just to be on the safe side, He decided to investigate the situation first.

After all, while it's unlikely to fail in dealing with a severely injured demigod, it's essential to at least figure out the reason for the opponent's severe injury.

Otherwise, what if we encounter a ghost when we start fighting?

Yeah, the kind of ghost that wears a monocle.

Now it seems that Pales has figured out the situation.

"That's right. Although the little girl from Jacob's family hid quite carefully, in order to escape her predicament, she used dreams to lure the daughter of the councilor named Hazel and made her a thief."

"But as you said, Jacob's little girl had no intention of teaching him properly; she just wanted to raise him as food."

“Through Leonard’s several casual passing by, I gradually figured out the situation of Jacob’s little girl, so I plan to take action in a few days,” Pales replied.

"Oh...speaking of which, sir, don't you have any connection with the Jacob family?" Arthur asked curiously.

If they have a relationship, it would be awkward if the Jacobian demigods played the emotional card when it came time to fight.

"Friendship? Heh, during the Fourth Age, I supported the Black Emperor, while the Jacobites supported the Blood Emperor. What kind of friendship do you think I could have with them? It would be good enough if we didn't fight each other when we met," Pales laughed.

"I see." Arthur was immediately relieved.

Although he knew that the two thief families belonged to different camps during the Four Emperors' War, he was still not quite sure about the relationship between the two families.

After all, there have been instances in history where people from different camps were very close, such as Zhuge Liang and Lu Su, which is a typical example.

Fortunately, the relationship between Pales and the Jacob family was not like that.

Otherwise, if they start playing the emotional card, Arthur's demigod soul will be ruined.

The reason he wanted a demigod's soul was that after he became a schemer, a skill called "Creating Lesser Soulstones" appeared in Gul'dan's Skull.

Yes, it's an upgraded version of "creating basic soul stones".

The secondary soul stones created by this skill, in addition to possessing all the functions of the primary soul stones, also have the function of repairing souls.

In addition, lesser soul stones can resist contamination more times and are no longer disposable items.

However, if you want to use a Lesser Soulstone to repair your soul, you still need to treat it as a one-time consumable, that is, consume it directly.

The materials used to make lesser soulstones are also different.

Ordinary souls are no longer useful; higher-quality souls are needed, and the quality of the soul stone will affect its effect.

Ultimately, this kind of repair involves transforming a person's soul into pure soul power for another person to absorb.

Chapter 205 I, the little mouse, am doomed today!

Friday night, in a sewer on Backlund Berklund Street.

The place is dark and empty, with a sewage river flowing quietly between two dirty cement roads.

It looks no different from the sewers elsewhere.

However, almost no one knows that at the end of a side road around a nearby corner, there is an inconspicuous hidden passage.

The reason why almost no one knows about it is because decent people usually don't go to places like sewers.

Even if someone happens to discover this hidden passage, they will naturally forget about it afterward.

But tonight, the peace of this place is destined to be shattered.

In the sewer where everything was as usual, a white shadow suddenly flashed by.

Then, a small bundle of explosives appeared here, burning quietly, the fuse almost completely burned out.

"Damn it!" A startled and angry female voice suddenly broke out in the silent and empty sewer.

Then came a loud "boom".

The ground around Berklund Street seemed to tremble, followed by a low, booming sound from deep underground, which startled the residents.

People were startled awake from their dreams, and the lights in the houses on the street came on one after another.

Not knowing what had happened, they could only wait anxiously at home for the police to come and explain. This included the Benson siblings, who had only moved in a few months prior.

Melissa got dressed and walked out of the bedroom, just in time to see Benson coming out of the other side of the hallway, wearing a coat.

"What happened?" Melissa asked anxiously.

Benson, who had now become a pharmacist, shook his head and said uncertainly:

"It sounds like something exploded. Could it be a gas leak?"

Melissa went to the window, looked out, shook her head, and said:

"There were no flames on the street, so it shouldn't be a gas pipe explosion. Besides, the sound seemed to be coming from underground."

“It seems we can only wait for the official announcement. It’s not convenient to go out at night anyway. Otherwise, we could go to the nearby St. Samuel’s Cathedral to ask Mr. Leonard about the situation.” Benson also walked to the window and looked out.

He thought for a moment, then closed the window and returned to the corridor, saying softly:

"Melissa, do you think I should prepare some wound medicine? It would come in handy if anyone gets injured in this incident."

"But won't people discover your identity this way?" Melissa asked with some concern.

“This…” Benson hesitated.

“How about this?” Melissa’s mind worked quickly. She slapped her left palm with her right hand and said, “This matter will most likely alarm the Night Watchers, so we can give the medicine to Mr. Leonard. Mr. Leonard is trustworthy.”

“That’s a good idea. I’ll go get the medicine right now.” Benson’s eyes lit up, and he turned and headed towards the basement.

“I’ll go too. I always find it amazing to watch you prepare the medicine.” Melissa followed along with great interest.

……

Somewhere in the sewer.

A fat, gray-furred rat scurried swiftly across the dirty ground.

Its target is the Macht family home at 39 Berklund Street, where a body it has cultivated is located.

A young and beautiful girl's body.

Unfortunately, I was seriously injured while exploring the treasure and can no longer parasitize, otherwise I could immediately replace this body... Damn it, don't let me find out who planted the explosives, or I will definitely let you know what it means to wish you were dead... Almost there, almost there, as long as I get to that place... Flora Jacob ran towards the ladder in front of her with all her might, as if it were a door of hope.

However, the next moment, the surroundings suddenly seemed to be shrouded in a black veil, becoming deep and deathly silent.

At the same time, Flora felt a slight daze, but she quickly came to her senses and realized that someone was trying to hypnotize her.

However, the moment it regained consciousness, it saw a magnificent greatsword gleaming with golden light getting closer and closer to it.

This is a trap... The gray rat's eyes suddenly hardened, and the distance between it and the stairs leading to the ground instantly closed, while the distance between it and the golden greatsword suddenly became far.