Mystery: A Spark

"It's been a long time, my dear...child."

Searle: !!

……

"Thank you all for your help."

On the beach in Gargas, Arthur bowed deeply to the crowd before him.

Bernadette and Bonova disappeared after defeating Searle, taking the Dawn with them, which gave Arthur no chance to say hello.

Without the help of these people, Arthur would have certainly died.

Even if I hadn't gotten lost here today, it was only a matter of time.

You could even say that getting lost today was a good thing, because it successfully weakened his enemies' power, prevented him from being attacked by a group of enemies in the future, and even allowed him to successfully advance to the level of a demigod.

Arthur certainly wouldn't believe that such a meticulously planned scheme was orchestrated by someone behind the scenes.

As for who is actually in charge, he'll have to go back and thoroughly "examine" Arthas.

That little brat actually conspired with others to plot against him. Although it was for his safety, Arthur still couldn't swallow this insult.

If we don't teach this little thing a good lesson, it might fly away next time!

Chapter 276 Moon

Arthur's bow elicited a round of polite exchanges from the crowd.

After all, many of the people present came to help because of their own boss's wishes.

Only those with a deep bond with Arthur, like Klein, came of their own volition.

However, these two pirate crews did not lose out this time. Putting aside the intangible gains such as reputation, the destruction of the Blood Pirates alone was enough to make them rich.

The extraordinary properties and sealed artifacts that have now been unearthed on the ground represent another enormous fortune.

Gadriya looked at Arthur and felt that he was somewhat displeasing to the eye no matter how she looked at him.

But she also knew in her heart that things were like rain or a mother getting married, and there was nothing she could do about it.

So she calmly said:

"It was mainly at the request of Gehrman and Frank that I brought people here."

Klein was trying to establish his persona, and Arthur knew it, so he didn't say anything, only nodding slightly.

After all, it would be very convenient for the two of them to communicate, whether through a face-to-face meeting at the Source Castle or by sending a messenger.

However, although Arthur knew that Klein should have already made a contract with the messenger, he had not seen Miss Renette Tinicol during this period of time.

He still felt quite curious about this former leader of the temperance faction.

Arthur looked at Frank and thanked the biochemist, who was as burly as a bear.

Frank laughed heartily and said:

"I've come up with a lot of new ideas recently, and I'm planning to share them with you."

Upon hearing this, the crew of the Future all took a step back.

Arthur also felt a chill running down his back.

There's a saying that goes, "When Frank thinks, the evil god laughs."

Nobody knows what amazing feats this guy can pull off. Compared to him, Arthur is practically honest and law-abiding.

"Hehe, definitely, definitely." Arthur chuckled awkwardly, changing the subject somewhat stiffly.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while and dividing up the spoils, the members of the Star Pirates parted ways with the crew of the Golden Dream.

Danitz returned to the Golden Dream because the Schemer's Potion in his body had been mostly digested.

As for Klein, he naturally went with the Future to search for the mermaid.

When it was time to part, Frank was still a little reluctant to leave, and insisted on pulling Arthur aside to listen to his new ideas.

Arthur had expected to hear something outrageous, but to his surprise, Frank's new idea turned out to be quite normal.

Having acquired the knowledge Arthur had provided and after a long period of research, Frank gradually mastered various aspects of genetic theory.

So, he had an idea.

Frank wants to use the genes of a sufficiently outstanding person as a template to create multiple special individuals.

These individuals will possess different traits from their parent genes, and if used properly, they will be the best helpers.

This technology is especially valuable for extraordinary pathways like the "Hunter" pathway, which require a large group of people.

So, after Frank had this idea, the first person he thought of was his partner, Arthur.

Because in his mind, Arthur, who could understand his thoughts, was simply the best human being in the world, and there was no one more suitable gene donor than Arthur.

"What do you think of my idea, Arthur?" Frank asked expectantly.

"It feels... pretty good," Arthur replied.

"Ha! I knew only you could understand my grand ideas. You truly are the person I've chosen. So, could you give me a piece of your flesh and blood?" Frank said happily.

Arthur's lips twitched. After much hesitation, he finally used a knife to cut off a piece of his own flesh and gave it to Frank.

"Don't do anything strange with my flesh and blood," he cautioned, somewhat worried.

"Definitely, definitely," Frank assured, patting his chest. "By the way, I haven't decided what to name this technology yet. Do you have any good ideas?"

“Let’s call it… Primogen Technology,” Arthur replied.

……

Inside the captain's cabin of the Golden Dream.

Arthur looked at the beautiful woman in the blue dress in front of him and said:

"Madam, you must have foreseen what would happen today, right?"

“Actually, it wasn’t something that was foreseen in advance.” Edwina shook her head and explained, “The prophecies of a prophet are actually very vague at first, and only after obtaining enough information will they gradually become clear.”

She looked at Arthur and smiled:

"When I was promoted to demigod, I was unaware of what would happen today. I deliberately concealed the news of my promotion, hoping to gain an advantage in my battle at some point in the future."

"But later, when I used my merits to obtain the next sequence of rites from the church, and after vaguely sensing some things in my interactions with you, I gradually foresaw some of the things that are happening today."

"The next sequence of rituals for the prophet?" Arthur asked in surprise.

“That’s right. This ceremony can be described as both difficult and simple, mainly depending on the individual’s opportunity,” Edwina explained.

"Could you... give me a little hint about the details of the ceremony?" Arthur asked tentatively.

Edwina nodded and said:

"Yes, I was planning to tell you anyway, since the success of the ceremony was mainly due to your efforts."

"The next sequence of prophets is called the Insightful One. The ritual of this sequence is to successfully discover a secret that few people know. The more important the secret, the better the effect of the ritual."

"What have you discerned?" Arthur asked.

“The fall of a Sequence Angel,” Edwina replied.

"who is it?"

“Sherah”.

Arthur's eyes narrowed slightly.

……

Inside Arthur's room.

When Arthas followed the scent of his master to this place, he saw Arthur sitting in a chair with his back to the light, his face shrouded in shadow.

Instinctively, Arthas wanted to run away.

But at this moment, Arthur spoke up, his voice devoid of any emotion:

"come over."

"Oh," Arthas obediently replied, bowing his head and walking obediently to the table next to Arthur.

"Sit down," Arthur said once again.

Arthas sat down obediently, his little head drooping and his ears drooping, looking pitiful.

"Where did you go just now?" Arthur asked calmly.

"I...I accidentally got lost," Arthas said in a voice barely audible, spouting nonsense that no one believed.

"Oh, you're only finding your way now?" Arthur glanced at it.

“Yes, yes.” Arthas glanced at Arthur, noticing his expressionless face, and said:

“There are actually many strange places in the spirit world. I was just trapped in one of those places for a while.”

"Oh, I see." Arthur nodded, seemingly believing it.

"Yes, yes, that's it." Arthas nodded his head frantically, thinking he had passed the test for the day.

But soon, it felt its head being patted.

"Are you trying to fool me?" Arthur said irritably.

"What do you mean?!" Arthas looked completely wronged, squeezing out two tears and sniffling. "I finally managed to escape from there, and you don't believe me? I hate you the most, boohoo~"

Arthur wasn't buying it at all and asked to himself:

"Don't try to play games with me. I'm asking you, what exactly is the relationship between that person behind the scenes and the Rose School?"

“I…I don’t know,” Arthas replied.

"Don't know?" Arthur pulled a wooden stick from the emblem. "Do you know now?"

"You, you mustn't do it! I think I remember something." Arthas quickly shrank back.

"explain."

“That man called himself Narzdor, and he has a castle in the spirit world. That’s all I know,” Arthas said pitifully.