Mystery: A Spark

"Yes, but I don't recommend you go to them."

“Them?” Bernadette was taken aback.

“Yes.” Arthur did not elaborate.

He was actually using a fallacy, grouping Klein together with the two other transmigrators mentioned earlier.

However, his statement is not entirely wrong, because to some extent, Kelvin is indeed a high-ranking being.

After all, he's Mr. Fool.

“I understand, I have no other questions,” Bernadette said calmly.

The room was quiet for a while, with Arthur and Bernadette each lost in their own thoughts.

Meanwhile, Arthas, lying to the side, had his little eyes darting around, his little head seemingly lost in thought.

After thinking for a while, Arthur began to organize his thoughts.

He opened his mouth and said:

"Madam, there is something here that you might be interested in."

"Oh? What is it?" Bernadette looked up at Arthur.

Arthur cleared his throat and said:

"Not long ago, I acquired a new and extraordinary ability."

"Hmm?" Bernadette looked at him in confusion, not understanding what he meant.

"This ability allows me to condense the seeds of humanity, and after implanting these seeds into others, I can awaken their emotions and humanity."

This is one of the three abilities Arthur gained after devouring the true offspring in Tingen.

The other two abilities are, firstly, the flesh manipulation ability that Arthur is most skilled at using and has the most creative variations on.

The other is the ability to stealth in the shadows, which Arthur uses occasionally to practice his stealth skills.

Bernadette's gaze gradually turned serious as she listened to Arthur's words.

She asked, "Does this ability of yours have any side effects?"

"There are certain side effects. People with weaker willpower than me will become more like me in terms of personality and values ​​due to the influence of this ability."

"Those who are stronger than me can easily break free from my influence and form their own values ​​and personality after their humanity is awakened."

Arthur explained in detail:

"The only problem is that if the other party is much stronger than me, they must be willing to accept my humanistic seeds."

"As long as he resists even slightly, the transformation will inevitably fail."

To be more precise, the other party wants to actively absorb Arthur's human nature in order to restore their own humanity.

“I understand. I’ll come see you again in a couple of days.” Bernadette stood up.

“Madam, you must remember that the other person must be completely willing,” Arthur reminded her.

“Of course, he will do it willingly, and I will make him do it willingly.” Bernadette’s tone carried an unwavering determination.

Ever since her brother Bonois was born, she and her father, Emperor Rosell the Great, had been deeply concerned about his state of being all divinity and no humanity.

Now that there's a turning point, Bernadette certainly won't let it go easily.

“But, madam, as far as I know, that one is now an angel, while you are still just a saint.”

Arthur said these things not because he lacked tact, but because he thought Bernadette would make her move after she was promoted to angel, which would be safer.

But he didn't expect Huang Beibei to be so decisive. As soon as she heard the news, she was ready to get started.

If you go there and can't beat them, and get beaten up in return, then things will be in trouble.

"Heh, even if he's an angel now, he still can't be my match," Bernadette said nonchalantly.

Goodness, so confident? Arthur felt that Huang Beibei was quite brave.

Seeing that Arthur seemed somewhat skeptical, Bernadette explained:

"Although he is an angel, he is an angel of the Common Knowledge Path. And I have an unparalleled understanding of the abilities and weaknesses of this path."

She paused, then said:

"No one knows better than me how to deal with extraordinary individuals on this path."

In a daze, Arthur seemed to see Huang Beibei playing an invisible accordion.

"And don't forget, I still have Frostmourne."

Hearing this, Arthur finally felt relieved.

Arthur had great confidence in the sword he had personally crafted and given a legendary name.

"Well then, madam, I wish you good luck in your military campaigns."

"Let's have a fight... let's have a fight..." Arthur thought to himself, with a hint of a desire to stir up trouble.

……

Monday morning, in Arthur's basement.

"You are a fool who does not belong to this age;"

"You are the mysterious ruler above the gray fog;"

"You are the yellow and black king of good luck."

"Thy faithful servant beseeches thy gaze;"

"I beg you to accept his offering;"

“Please open the gates of your kingdom.”

As the ancient Hermes incantation was finished, the wind that had been blowing in the basement gradually subsided.

Arthur looked at the two extraordinary materials that had appeared on the altar before him, and a look of joy appeared on his face.

These are the two Soul Eater stomachs that Little Sun Derrick promised to help him obtain at a previous Tarot meeting.

It now seems that the boy had just finished a hunt and immediately offered up these two materials.

As for how Arthur knew, it was because he noticed that steam was still rising from the stomachs of the two Soul Eaters.

Arthur entered the bedroom, where Arthas was still lying in bed, his body wrapped in bandages.

If someone who didn't know better saw it, they would think it was seriously injured.

Arthur took out the other materials for the Trickster he had collected earlier from the emblem, and then added the Soul Eater's Stomach he had just obtained, and quickly prepared the potion.

He held the cup and walked over with a strange smile toward the pitiful-looking puppy that had just opened its eyes.

"Da Lang, it's time to take your medicine."

Chapter 107 Come to the door

"Come on, drink up."

Seeing Arthur approaching with a strange grin, Arthas considered refusing, because he felt that Arthur's smile was a bit unsettling for a dog.

However, now it is bound by bandages, like meat on a chopping board, at the mercy of others.

So, the puppy had no choice but to obediently drink the potion Arthur had prepared for it, and unsurprisingly, it became a master magician.

"How are you feeling?" Arthur reached out and poked the puppy's head.

"It feels pretty good. I've learned quite a few tricks, like the grease spell, as well as some minor elemental magic. My spirituality has also been enhanced," Arthas said after briefly assessing the changes in his body.

"Oh? You actually have elemental magic? Let me see one." Arthur was quite interested in magic, and after hearing the puppy say that it could use magic, he immediately became interested.

"Hmm, let me get ready... watch my little water balloon!" Upon hearing Arthur's request, Arthas pretended to prepare.

Then, with lightning speed, a water ball the size of a fist condensed and flew towards Arthur's face.

The next second, Arthur disappeared, and the small water ball flew out of the window and landed in the small garden behind the house.

"A-Al-Sa-S! Are you trying to get yourself killed?!" Arthur, who had just dodged the water ball, looked at the smirking puppy and said through gritted teeth.

"Arthur, I... I was just kidding." Arthas saw Arthur's aggressive look and immediately remembered that he couldn't move, so he instantly became timid.

"Heh, you're joking, right? Well, I'll joke with you too." Arthur rolled up his sleeves and said with a cold laugh.

"No, I was wrong. I'm still wearing medicine, I'm a patient. You, you can't take advantage of me." The puppy begged for mercy as Arthur was about to punish it.

“You have medicine on your body, but not on your nose.” Arthur reached into the emblem and pulled out a tuft of black hair, his smile quite malicious.

He found this yesterday when he was grooming Arthas, and he wanted to keep it as a souvenir. Now it has come in handy.

"What, what do you want to do? Don't come any closer! Help!!!" Arthas watched Arthur approach step by step, but he couldn't move at all, so he could only scream at the top of his lungs.

"Hmph, go ahead and scream, no one will come to save you even if you scream your lungs out! Hehehehehe..."

Arthur chuckled and held the tuft of fur in front of the puppy's nose, then began to tease the little thing that never seemed to learn its lesson.

......

In the Forsaken Land, Silver City, at the top of the round tower, in the room belonging to the chief.

Colin Iliad, the "Demon Hunter" who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them and looked toward the shadowy corner of the wall.

A figure twisted and rose from there, swaying slightly, and spoke in a voice that sounded like metal scraping against the ground:

"Your Excellency, our scouts have reported that Derrick Berg's hunt outside the city, which he organized with his friends, has been successful. They should be back in about a day."

"Hmm, is there any problem?" Colin nodded slightly.

“No problems were found. All the people who went out are normal. However, Derrick Berg clearly targeted the Soul Eaters in this operation, but these extraordinary creatures should not have any connection with the Solar Path.” The shadow in the corner said with some doubt.

“Soul Eaters…” Colin murmured to himself.

"None of the recipes we have obtained, whether complete or incomplete, require materials from this extraordinary creature."

"So that means Derrick Berg is helping others obtain materials? Could it be that he contacted people from other city-states?" Shadow asked in surprise.

Colin didn't answer; he tapped his fingers lightly on the table, lost in thought.

After a while, he pondered and said: