Mystery: A Spark

However, this negative effect doesn't affect Duke Negan too much. After all, as a duke, he doesn't fight to the death, so how can he face life-threatening crises every day?

Duke Negan originally thought he wouldn't need this for a long time after preparing it, since he had many bodyguards and wouldn't encounter any major crises.

But he never expected that he would need to use it just a few days later.

Pallas Niegan's decision to come here today was entirely impromptu; he wanted to "visit" his most favored mistress of the past two years.

But when he arrived, he saw two small dogs, one black and one white, playing at the door, which immediately made him feel that something was wrong.

He had seen these two little pets before, when Arthur Heller came to him.

But now that they've appeared here, coupled with the uproar over the Desire Apostles incident these past two days, Pallas immediately became wary.

After entering the villa, he looked for an opportunity to be alone, and sure enough, he encountered Arthur Heller.

This young man has once again issued a reminder, and the existence of the Apostles of Desire has indeed been confirmed in the past two days.

So although Pallas didn't really want the doll to do the exercise for him and his mistress, he eventually used it for the sake of his own life.

He and Arthur hid on the top floor of the villa.

Immediately afterwards, they saw the apostle of desire come to assassinate them, and then the substitute died.

"That son of a bitch, Ace Snake, he was late when I was assassinated by Zilingus last time, but that was an emergency, and I couldn't notify him in time, so I can understand."

“But this time, even with this conch shell, he was late again.” Pallas Negan’s eyes were practically spitting fire.

Arthur suppressed a laugh and said:

"Perhaps this Singer of God has some urgent matter to attend to."

"Urgent my ass! He's brainless!" Pallas Negan cursed.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, he felt waves of fear wash over him.

If it weren't for Arthur's repeated warnings, and his own excessive appreciation for life, the person lying on the ground now wouldn't be a puppet, but the real him.

"So, dear Duke, what do you plan to do next?" Arthur asked Pallas Negan with a smile in his eyes.

Pallas Negan, still catching his breath and seething with anger, said:

"Of course, we need to find out who is behind all this."

"So, Your Grace, do you intend to return to politics?" Arthur asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Of course, I am a key minister of the kingdom, and those guys who are driving large numbers of workers are becoming increasingly outrageous, so I naturally have to go back to take charge,” Pallas Negan replied without hesitation.

“Then, Duke, you’re probably going to be assassinated for the third time soon, and I’m afraid I won’t be able to save you then,” Arthur said, shrugging.

“You mean…” Pallas Negan frowned.

He wasn't stupid; he could naturally understand what the young man meant.

Although Arthur Heller, the man before him, held no official position or title, his status within the Steam Church alone was enough to allow him to speak to him as an equal.

Furthermore, since this young man had saved Pallas Negan's life, Pallas Negan valued the young man's opinion highly.

Arthur smiled and said:

“I didn’t really mean anything by it, but, Your Grace, I do have a suggestion for your current situation.”

"What advice?"

"I suggest you step down now."

Arthur looked at the astonished Duke Negan and said with a smile:

"Since someone is so unwilling to let you, Duke, stay in that position, why not go along with it and move from the open to the covert? That way, we might be able to see the situation more clearly."

"Your Grace, the tide of this world has already turned; it is not to be turned back."

"The general trend? What do you mean?" Pallas sensed that Arthur's words had a hidden meaning.

Arthur's smile remained unchanged, and he offered no further explanation.

Seeing his silence, Pallas Negan did not press the matter further.

He glanced down at the corpse downstairs that looked exactly like him, and at the body of his mistress not far away. Without much hesitation, he said:

"Okay, I accept your suggestion."

Arthur raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised.

He truly hadn't expected that the Duke of Negan would accept his proposal so easily.

"What, are you a little surprised?" Pallas Negan asked with a smile, noticing the change in Arthur's expression.

"Yes, I really didn't expect that," Arthur nodded and said.

It was truly unexpected for Arthur that a duke, a bigwig in the Conservative Party, would relinquish his power and step down.

Even if the suggestion originally came from him.

“I thought you would hesitate for a long time, Your Grace.” Arthur felt he had underestimated the decisiveness of this important minister of the kingdom.

Pallas Negan smiled and said:

"There's nothing to hesitate about. Even if I'm no longer in the kingdom's political arena, my brother is still here. Although he doesn't have my influence, he's enough to maintain the kingdom's stability."

"And you're right. Taking this opportunity to slip away and go into the shadows will allow us to see the situation in this country more clearly. As Emperor Roselle said, it makes a lot of sense: those who are in the thick of things will be confused and unable to see the situation clearly."

He took out a completely white mask from his clothes and continued:

"I bought this and thought I would never use it, but I never expected it."

This was the second magical item he had bought, possessing the ability to change one's appearance and physique.

The side effect is that it makes it difficult for people to recognize each other's faces, which is equivalent to having face blindness.

But this wasn't a big problem for Pallas Negan, because he was a Sequence Six judge with an extraordinary ability to remember what other people looked like.

Pallas Negan put on the mask, and the next second, he transformed into a slender middle-aged man.

He adjusted his looser clothes and said:

"Heller, help me come up with a name for this identity."

"I'll come get it?" Arthur raised an eyebrow.

"Well, I'm getting old and my imagination isn't what it used to be. You young people have much more creative minds," Pallas joked with a smile.

"In that case, let's call the Duke Gopper."

“Joseph Gopper.” Arthur took a suit from the insignia and handed it to Duke Negan.

Although he had a disguise hidden blade, he still kept several pieces of clothing in his badge as a precaution.

“Joseph Gopper? Alright, I’ll call him that from now on. By the way, Heller, you saved my life this time, what kind of reward do you want?” Duke Negan took the clothes and changed into them, then handed the old clothes to Arthur.

As Arthur put the clothes into his badge, intending to deal with them later, he said:

"I've heard that the Duke has a very high-quality crystal ball in his treasury?"

“So that’s what you wanted. Okay, I’ll figure out how to get it out later,” Pallas replied.

No, it should be called Gopel now.

Joseph Goppel.

……

Above the gray fog.

At this moment, Klein was communicating with the Apostle of Desire.

Just now, after escaping the Red Gloves' pursuit, this Apostle of Desire, unfortunately, headed towards Klein's direction.

To prevent this menace from escaping Backlund, Klein once again transformed into the Black Emperor to intercept and kill it.

After using up his last Yangyan Talisman, he successfully killed the Apostle of Desire.

Now is the time for spiritual communication after the murder.

Gazing at the brown-haired, brown-eyed, and vacant "Apostle of Desire," Klein, his spirituality awakened, asked:

What exactly are you plotting?

The "Apostle of Desire" was completely cut off from the outside world by the gray fog, and could only answer in a daze:

"Assassinate Duke Negan."

Duke Negan…it’s him again? Who wants him dead? Klein asked, slightly taken aback.

"Did you make it?"

“It was a success,” the “Apostle of Desire” answered calmly, without saying anything else.

In this state, when asked "why", he will only answer with "what".

Poor Duke Negan, even the Lord of Storms cannot protect you... Klein drew a crimson moon on his chest.

He didn't try to find out the details, he went straight to the question:

"Who ordered you?"

The “Apostle of Desire” said in a completely calm tone:

“An organization, the most secretive and oldest one, whose existence is unknown to the vast majority of extraordinary individuals. Its members are said to include big figures from various fields, and perhaps some high-ranking officials from various churches and military countries are among them.”

That sounds familiar… Could it be the secret organization that Emperor Rosell joined, the ancient organization that possesses the second “Blasphemy Tablet”? Klein's heart skipped a beat.

"What rewards did they promise you that would make you willing to give up the identity you've cultivated for over a decade?"

The "Apostle of Desire" answered with a slight change in his voice:

"A card of blasphemy, the 'Abyss' card!"

Chapter 211 Temporary Companions

Klein was stunned upon hearing the apostle's reply.

The reward is actually an Abyss Card corresponding to the "Demon" path?

No wonder this apostle of desire was willing to pay such a high price to complete this task, because this card held the hope that he could become a high-sequence powerhouse!

The reward is far greater than the value of the task!