Mystery: A Spark

Because Duke Negan knew very well that things couldn't continue like this, and sooner or later trouble would ensue.

Therefore, with his power and influence, as long as he is still alive, the war between Rune and Fussac will not break out, and the plans of the Twilight Hermits will not succeed.

George III's brain-dead new policies could not be implemented.

Therefore, after successfully rescuing Duke Negan, Arthur could not allow him to return to politics, but had to find a way to force him out of office.

The power and influence of a deposed Duke of Negan and a reigning Duke of Negan are incomparable.

In addition, Arthur's rescue of Duke Negan had another advantage: it allowed him to later establish connections with the Church of Storms and the military.

We don't expect them to stand by Arthur's side at some crucial moment later; we just need them to sit on the sidelines and observe.

That was enough for Arthur.

Arthur originally thought it would take some effort to persuade Duke Negan to step down, but to his surprise, this bigwig in the kingdom's political arena agreed without hesitation.

This gave Arthur quite a bit of emotion.

After all, there are many people in history who lost their lives because of their greed for power.

However, very few people are able to decisively relinquish power at crucial moments and gracefully retire.

Such people are usually very wise.

Unfortunately, he was the leader of the Conservative Party, representing the landed aristocracy... Arthur sighed softly.

This means that if Arthur ever wants to make a big move on the land, he and Duke Negan are very likely to part ways.

However, since Arthur decided to start with industry, he would not have any fundamental conflict with the landed nobles for a considerable period of time.

This is also one of the reasons why Arthur decided to save Duke Negan.

Even temporary friends are still friends.

As for what happens in the future, we'll talk about that later.

Chapter 212 Emlyn's Strange Problem

West End, 9 Hope Street, Prime Minister's official residence.

At this moment, Agusid Negan looked as if he had aged several years, sitting dejectedly in his chair.

Just now, this senior member of the Kingdom's Conservative Party, the current Prime Minister, and the younger brother of the Duke of Negan, received news that his brother had been assassinated.

This caused him immense pain and disbelief.

Agushid couldn't understand how an archbishop of the Church of Storms in Backlund, a flying high priest of calamity, could be late again and again at crucial moments.

As a result, his brother, unable to receive support, ultimately died at the hands of that apostle of desire.

Pressing his forehead with his hand, Agushid gradually suppressed his grief and began to think about the measures he should take.

Ace Snake is irritable and stubborn, and too easily swayed. The Church of Storms must replace the Archbishop of Backlund.

Now that the assassination has occurred, the most important thing is not to investigate the mastermind behind it, but to maintain the stability of the kingdom and handle the aftermath.

After all, the involvement of that chivalrous Black Emperor indicates that some secret and extraordinary organization is involved, making it impossible to find out the truth in a short time... Agushid let out a soft breath and reached for the bell on the table.

He needed to inform his secretary to have Earl Hall come to see him as soon as possible.

Although the kingdom has many noble officials, most of them are incompetent, and very few can remain calm and cautious in this matter.

Earl Hall was one of them.

However, when Agusid Negan's hand reached out to press the bell as usual, he didn't feel the familiar touch of the bell, but rather something furry.

Agusid: ?

He stared blankly at the little white dog that had suddenly appeared on the table, not reacting for a moment.

"Hello, Mr. Prime Minister, here is your letter." Arthas first waved his little paws in greeting, then spat out a letter from his mouth.

letter?

Agushid looked at the adorable little dog, reached out, picked up the letter, opened it, and quickly began to read it.

Soon, the expression on his face became quite interesting.

Surprisingly… Agushid looked at the letter he had just finished reading, unsure of what expression to make.

He thought for a moment, then opened the drawer, took out a box of matches, and burned the letter without saying a word.

"Wait a moment, little guy." Agusid reached out and patted Arthas's little head, finding it surprisingly pleasant to the touch.

He stood up, and without making any move, the wonderful expression on his face gradually returned to its previous solemn state.

The solemnity conceals sadness, the sadness contains pain, the pain carries a touch of loneliness, and the loneliness is not without sharpness.

And so, the image of a tough politician who had just suffered the cruel blow of losing a loved one, yet had to brace himself to stabilize the political situation, was born.

Good heavens, no wonder he's the Prime Minister of the Kingdom, his acting skills are absolutely amazing... Arthas, who was standing to the side, felt like he had just had his eyes opened when he saw this scene.

Agushid stepped out of the room, closed the door behind him, and said to his secretary by the door:

"Go and invite Earl Hall to come see me as soon as possible."

"Also, have someone prepare that I'm going to the Holy Wind Cathedral later to have the church properly collect my brother's body."

"Yes, Your Excellency the Prime Minister." The secretary acknowledged the order and left.

Agushid then turned and walked in another direction.

Inside the room, Arthas stayed obediently in place, neither running around nor looking around.

A short while later, Agushid returned to the room, carrying an antique box with engraved patterns that seemed mysterious and profound.

He handed the box to Arthas and said in a deep voice:

"Please pass on a message for me, telling him not to worry, I will take charge."

"I'll deliver the message. Goodbye, Prime Minister." Arthas swallowed the box, waved his little paws at Agushid, and then quickly disappeared.

As he watched the spot where it disappeared, Agushid's gaze gradually deepened.

"Waiting to see how things unfold... that's not a bad idea."

Let's see what those cowardly guys are up to.

……

15 Minsk Street, Joewood District.

In the living room, Klein read Isengard's letter by the light of the gas lamp:

"...I heard about your advice from the Mechanical Heart. Your insight and rigor are astonishing. If you hadn't already become an Extraordinary One, I would even think that 'The Reader' would be the most suitable path for you."

"You are the most skilled deductive young person I have ever met!"

This performance was nothing new, just routine and didn't really have much impact... but the advantage was that there were enough audience members, and they were all around me, so I got direct feedback... Klein held the letter and suddenly felt something.

He half-closed his eyes, feeling something rapidly crumbling and dissipating within his body, and seeing numerous illusory stars appear around him, their brilliance subtly attracting one another.

In the last month of 1349, his "magician's" potion was finally digested.

The materials for the Faceless Man have been mostly collected; only the hair from the Deep Sea Naga is missing… Klein let out a soft breath, a relaxed smile appearing on his face.

Miss Sharon had already given him the mutated pituitary gland and blood of the Thousand-Faced Hunter she had promised, and Klein also learned that this former "vengeful spirit" had recently been successfully promoted to "puppet".

I have a lot of money on me now, and the material of deep-sea Naga hair should be relatively easy to collect at sea. I hope Mr. "The Hanged Man" can get news of this material as soon as possible... For the time being, apart from Mr. Azik possibly fighting with Ince Zangwell, I have no other worries... Klein put down the letter in his hand and sighed slightly.

He couldn't participate in Mr. Azik's affairs, since he was only at Sequence 7, which was nothing compared to Ince Zangwill, who held Sequence 0-08.

Therefore, what he can do now is to get promoted as soon as possible in order to cope with various changes in the future.

Especially matters related to the gray fog, which he inevitably has to deal with.

"I hope Mr. Azik is alright and hasn't been tricked by Ince Zangwell..." Klein silently prayed.

Given Mr. Azik's strength, unless he's tricked, nothing should happen to him.

After reflecting on his current situation for a while, Klein put aside his thoughts and prepared to take a shower and go to bed. After all, he had encountered too many things today and was already quite tired.

But he soon stopped in his tracks, because he realized he had a problem, a problem that needed to be solved as soon as possible.

That is, he no longer has enough lethal means.

Today, when the Apostle of Desire was severely injured by the Red Gloves' seal "1-42" and escaped through the sewers, he happened to be heading in Klein's direction.

To prevent this dangerous fellow from escaping Backlund, Klein decisively transformed into the Black Emperor and eliminated him.

Although he successfully intercepted and killed him, Klein also used up his last Sunfire Talisman in the battle.

This caused him to lose his last powerful item.

The biological toxin vials take effect too slowly and are useless in skirmishes. I need a weapon that can be used in direct combat... Klein muttered to himself.

Just as Arthur possessed the greatsword Salamaine, Klein also needed a good and powerful weapon.

As his skill level increases, ordinary firearms gradually become useless.

However, since Klein's fighting style leans towards agility, he definitely wouldn't be able to use a greatsword.

Klein's preferred weapons are actually firearms, or more accurately, magical firearm-related items.

……

Friday morning.

Klein slept until he naturally woke up.

He got up slowly, then washed up and went downstairs.

He didn't rush to prepare breakfast. Instead, he habitually opened the door, bathed in the light mist, and took out today's newspaper from the mailbox.

"What is this?" Suddenly, he noticed a thick envelope tucked inside the newspaper, which was quite heavy.

As he squeezed the surface, the fresh scent of banknote ink flashed through Klein's mind.

His spiritual intuition told him that there was a considerable amount of cash inside.

He carefully opened it and pulled out the stack of gold pounds.

After counting, he confirmed that there were a total of 1000 pounds in banknotes.

After a moment's recollection, Klein remembered that this was a bounty that the Steam Church had promised him yesterday, a bounty that would be kept secret from him.