Mystery: A Spark

But at that moment, the puppet Anton Einhorn suddenly grabbed his right hand and pressed his finger against Dawn Dantes's trigger finger.

Then, the imposing, tall, and stern-faced General Fussack took a monocle from his pocket and put it on his right eye.

Anton Einhorn's stern face broke into a mocking smile as he said:

"You brought two male servants with you when you went out. Do you think I wouldn't be wary of him? While you were scheming against me, I was also parasitizing your secret puppet. Surprised?"

Dawn Dantes remained completely unfazed. A smile appeared on his face as he looked behind Anton Einhorn and said:

"What a pleasant surprise!"

As he spoke, he leaned forward and grabbed his Ironblood Knight puppet.

Amon:?

What kind of number is this?

Has the social atmosphere in Ruen developed to this extent?

"Ha, you think it's the same old tricks..."

Before Anton Einhorn, or rather Amon, could finish speaking, an ancient-looking spear, stained with dark red blood, pierced his back, penetrating his heart before emerging.

Then, the ancient spear continued its momentum, piercing straight through Dawn Dantès' right chest, skewering Dawn Dantès and Amon together like lamb skewers.

At the same time, a deep voice rang in Amon's ear:

"Sepreiz, damn it!"

Chapter 309 Straight Hook Fishing

"Ha, I know you're fishing with straight hooks, but I still came."

"Do you know why?" Amon asked calmly, his face expressionless as he was pierced by the ancient spear.

He raised his hand and pinched his monocle, and the spear that linked him and Dawn Dantes instantly vanished.

"Because you want to see what we're really up to."

Arthur didn't care about the disappearance of the spear; he had already achieved his goal.

"Then can you tell me what you're plotting?" asked Amon, who remained calm despite having a hole in his chest.

"Do you know the name of that gun we just saw?" Arthur asked a seemingly unrelated question.

"Oh? What's it called?"

"It is called the Spear of Longinus."

“Never heard of it.” Amon adjusted his monocle over his right eye, looking puzzled. “So this is your plan? You just want to stab me with this gun?”

He looked at Dawn Dantes beside him and said:

"And you also stabbed your friend. Aren't you going to treat him? He looks badly injured."

"I was busy talking to you, so I didn't have time to think about it for a moment." Arthur made a fist with his left hand, condensing a green light, and then reached towards Dawn Dantes' chest.

Immediately, the flesh at the wound on Dawn Dantes' chest began to wriggle and slowly begin to heal.

Dawn Dantes's mouth moved as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"An interesting ability, it doesn't seem to come from magical artifacts?" Amon asked.

“Just a little trick, nothing to brag about,” Arthur said with a smile.

Amon nodded, not responding to Arthur's "little trick," and asked:

"So, going back to the question, is your so-called scheme just to stab me with the Spear of Longinus?"

“Yes, isn’t it obvious?” Arthur replied with a smile.

"Forgive me for being frank, but I don't quite understand your purpose." Amon's face showed a puzzled look. "My paranoid brother is very interested in you, so I think your plan will be more interesting. That's why I came to see you even though I know you're fishing."

"But to be honest, your performance has disappointed me a little. It's not very interesting. You don't seem to deserve the attention my paranoid brother has for you."

Amon looked at the wound on his chest, sighed, and shook his head.

"Hehe, that's because you're just an avatar right now. Perhaps there are some things that only your true self can understand," Arthur said with an unchanged smile.

“Oh? Perhaps you don’t know me very well. Although the clone does have some differences in strength, intelligence, and judgment compared to the main body, we are still essentially one. It’s unlikely that the clone can’t understand something that the main body can.” Amon frowned and said.

“You can give it a try. It’s not difficult for you. Come on, I’ll help you go back. I think your main body should be able to find out what happened here from you.” Arthur waved his hand, and the clone of Amon in front of him was enveloped in flames.

"Remember to say hello for me, and also, the Spear of Longinus is an invitation."

As he spoke, Arthur's smile faded, and he became serious. "Please seriously consider my invitation, Mr. Amon. Your choice will determine many things."

Amon, engulfed in flames, adjusted his monocle without a word, and quietly burned to ashes.

"Is this all there is to it?" Klein walked over, clutching his chest.

Thanks to Arthur's healing power, the wound on his right chest had mostly healed and was no longer a major problem.

“Of course not yet. As I just said, this is an invitation I extended, but whether or not to accept it is up to Amon himself,” Arthur said.

"To be honest, I'm a little confused about the purpose of your move," Klein said, somewhat puzzled.

When Arthur first told him about this fishing plan, he only told him what he needed to do, without going into more detail.

"Because this is just a preliminary preparation for the plan, it's still in the personnel selection stage, and the plan is still some time away from being actually launched," Arthur said.

"I have a feeling you're going to pull off something big," Klein muttered.

Arthur smiled and said:

"It is indeed a big job. I hope you won't be too surprised when the time comes."

"Is there something else about me?" Klein asked in surprise.

“Of course,” Arthur said with an unchanged smile.

"Hiss~ Could you give me a heads-up? You're making me a little scared." Klein felt uneasy at Arthur's laughter.

"Are you sure you want to hear this?" Arthur countered.

Klein glanced at Arthur's expression, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Uh... I don't really want to anymore."

"Don't worry, I'll tell you everything when the time is right." Arthur patted Klein on the shoulder. "After all, you're the one involved."

Why are they even bringing up the parties involved? Klein frowned, feeling completely bewildered.

Arthur looked around and said:

"I'm sorry, this plan caused you a significant loss—a carriage and two magical puppets. I will compensate you for them later."

Anton Einhorn, after being parasitized by Amon, was burned by Arthur just now, while the Witcher's Puppet survived.

In addition, the puppet that served as the coachman was turned to ashes by Klein himself using Abe no Slash's "Heavenly Punishment".

"No need for compensation. This was a calamity I was bound to face sooner or later. If Amon hadn't been interested in you and hadn't willingly jumped into the pit, I would have suffered even greater losses if I had unexpectedly encountered Him in the future. I might have even lost my life." Klein shook his head and refused Arthur's compensation.

"Speaking of which, I have another question. You just said that the Spear of Longinus is an invitation. What if Amon refuses this invitation?"

“I have a backup plan,” Arthur replied.

“What if He decides to sabotage your plan after figuring it out?” Klein asked again.

“Then he’s doomed, because I’m not alone here,” Arthur said calmly. “Don’t worry, Amon is just inhuman and has a bad temper. As long as he’s not crazy or stupid, he won’t ruin my plans.”

"Tsk tsk, you've got quite the nerve. Having a big shot backing you up really makes a difference," Klein said with a hint of envy.

His background was fabricated, but Arthur's background was real.

“As long as you can offer enough benefits, you’ll have powerful backers,” Arthur said.

Chapter 310 A Commission

“Also, building a good relationship with the big shots is an option.” Arthur looked at Klein. “You should be very good at these things.”

"What do you mean I'm good at these things? You make me sound like a social butterfly," Klein retorted.

As he spoke, he picked up the extraordinary properties extracted from the two destroyed puppets.

"Who is your coachman? His extraordinary characteristics seem unusual," Arthur asked curiously.

"He is General Señor of Blood."

"You got the Blood Admiral to drive for you? Impressive." Arthur gave a thumbs up. "Speaking of which, do Puppet beings just do whatever you tell them to do?"

“Yes, it’s completely under my control,” Klein said.

“Hmm, in that case, I seem to have a bold idea,” Arthur said, stroking his chin.

"Stop with your audacious idea. Mystics and sorcerers share the same senses. Don't expect me to cooperate with you in doing anything strange." Klein gave Arthur a disapproving look.

"Wouldn't that be even more exciting?" Arthur teased.

"Hiss~" After hearing Arthur's outrageous statement, Klein gasped. "Dude, although people's preferences are free, I still suggest you go see a doctor."

"Cough, just kidding. I just think if it were Roselle, he would definitely be able to make the most of the Trickster's ability," Arthur said.

“That’s true.” Klein nodded in agreement.

He and Arthur exchanged a glance, and they both said in unison:

"Fortunately, Russell didn't take this extraordinary route."

"However, the fact that you can think of this shows that you're not too bad yourself. If outsiders knew that you, the head of state, are like this in private, it would definitely surprise many people," Klein retorted.

To be honest, in all the time since he became a Master of Mystic Puppetry, he had never really thought about this.

After all, it would be really strange to do that with one's own secret partner while sharing senses.

“Hey, the Führer isn’t a saint. He has emotions and desires too. Does he have to live like an ascetic?” Arthur said.

“That’s true. Saints should usually be enshrined in temples. People with little emotion or desire are not good leaders of a country because they find it difficult to empathize with the people and understand what ordinary people need.” Klein nodded, agreeing with Arthur’s statement.

"So, you've been here for so long, haven't you ever thought about finding a partner?" Arthur asked.

"Why did the topic suddenly turn to me?" Klein was caught off guard.

"Just chatting."

“Uh… I’ve thought about it sometimes, but you know my situation. Most people would just get unlucky if they followed me, so I’ve gradually stopped thinking about it. And aren’t you planning to go back? If you find your other half here, what if… you know what I mean?” Klein said.