Mystery: A Spark

Instantly, the temperature inside the room plummeted, and a chill that seemed capable of invading the soul emanated from the ice-blue skull-shaped two-handed greatsword.

"Is this fairy tale magic, like the Little Match Girl?" Arthur asked, somewhat bewildered.

"Yes."

Bernadette's voice became somber and hoarse as she grasped Frostmourne, like an echo of a soul. (Similar to the sound of Kalista in League of Legends.)

She handed Frostmourne to Arthur, who took it and immediately stuffed it into the emblem, not daring to hold it in his hand.

Arthur estimated that he could only wield the sword for a dozen seconds before he could not hold on any longer.

But it doesn't matter, he only used the sword as a safety net in case of accidents.

If Arthur only needed to kill the Sequence Six schemer, Beckron, he wouldn't need Frostmourne's help.

......

Thursday evening

The lights in the Intis Embassy in the western part of Backlund were brightly lit, and the scents of various perfumes and liquors spread to every corner along with the melodious tunes.

There is a dance going on here.

During his years as ambassador, Beckeron frequently held balls at the embassy, ​​inviting bankers, large factory owners, philanthropists, and other well-known wealthy individuals and lawyers from the Kingdom of Rune to participate, and randomly giving opportunities to certain lesser-ranking businessmen.

In this atmosphere, he would tell his guests about Trier's prosperity and openness, and that the Republic of Intis was no longer dominated by nobles, but by bankers, factory owners, lawyers and other people who were the true masters of the country.

They directly and indirectly control the majority of seats, determine the direction of national policy, enjoy true freedom, and hold a prestigious position.

In short, they are promoting the superiority of their national system in order to influence the ideology of the upper class in the Kingdom of Rune, who possess capital but lack sufficient power.

As long as some of them are affected, they become dissatisfied with their current situation.

Then the political system of the Kingdom of Rune will inevitably fall into a certain degree of chaos.

Beckerang was doing something similar today, holding a wine glass and appearing repeatedly in front of the guests, seemingly trying to prove that he was at the banquet at this time and had not gone out.

I should have received the manuscript by now... Ever since I learned from that trembling detective that Ian Wright had appeared at the telegraph office on White Rum Street, I've been setting everything up. Now it's time to reap the rewards... The lean but charismatic Beckeron took a sip of blood-red Olmir wine and headed toward the balcony, intending to enjoy the cool night breeze.

Under his previous arrangements, MI9 had been lulled into a false sense of security, believing that both sides were on the same starting line.

However, this evening, despite Beckron having already arranged for men to ambush Ian and the Fussack Empire team leader who was contacting him, MI9 still showed up.

It seems there are traitors among us. Hopefully, Rosago can get his hands on the manuscript first, then hand it over to Shadow to take away, and while he's at it, get rid of that wretched little detective... Beckron thought to himself.

He organized this dance tonight precisely to avoid suspicion.

The reason for eliminating the detective was that it was the detective's resistance that exposed the relationship between Beckeron and the Zmanger Party, making it known to MI9.

This forced Beckeron to leave Backlund and be recalled to his home country, whereupon another ambassador was sent to mitigate the impact.

But Beckeron was very reluctant to leave, because the ladies and wives here were very conservative, and the taste was completely different from that of the women in Intis.

Therefore, that despicable detective must die; he has no choice but to die.

Because he caused Becker to no longer be able to enjoy the ladies and wives of Rune, this LSP felt utterly resentful.

Beckerang had not even considered the possibility that Rosago might have problems.

Because Rosago is a Sequence 5 Mystic Master, he has a strong ability to escape and it is impossible for him to be threatened with death by MI9.

As for killing that detective, there's even less chance of that going wrong.

According to Rosago, this little detective's sequence will not exceed sequence eight at most.

Beckeron arranged for a dignified Sequence 5 to kill that detective, which was already a great favor. How could anything go wrong?

Sequence Five has the advantage over Sequence Eight!

As he was thinking, Becker suddenly had a flash of inspiration and saw a young woman in a white dress standing on the edge of the balcony, holding a wine glass.

She had long, smooth, golden hair, and her pretty face was full of youthful innocence and curiosity. Her dark eyes reflected the lights of the dance floor, as if they held the starry sky.

The girl's elegant posture and perfect figure made Becker feel a little hot.

He immediately went over and started chatting with the other person familiarly.

During the conversation, Becker learned that the girl's name was Emma Watson and that her father was a relatively unknown painter.

By leveraging Intis's position as ambassador and promising to help promote her father's paintings, Beckeron quickly won Emma's favor.

So, after dancing together twice, Emma accepted Beckeron's invitation to go with him to his room to taste a vintage of 1286 Ormir wine.

Chapter 127 The Shadow of Natural Disaster

Under the cover of night, in Beckeron's room.

Becker brought the girl named Emma Watson here and instructed the guards at the door to stay away from the room and not disturb her.

After locking the door, Beckeron did not take out his so-called bottle of 1286 Olmir red wine, but instead reached out and put his arm around the girl's slender waist.

However, the girl lowered her head, her cheeks slightly flushed, and took a step back, avoiding Becker's embrace, seemingly still a little shy.

Becker didn't mind; he knew that most of the ladies and wives here were quite conservative and not so easy to get into bed with.

But no matter, Becker has plenty of experience dealing with this, and he believes that as long as he uses the skills he has honed through countless battles, he will be able to easily conquer this beautiful girl.

Moreover, now that this girl has come to his room, she absolutely cannot escape his grasp.

Beckerang chuckled softly, approached Emma, ​​and asked gently:

"Miss Watson, are you alright?"

The girl lowered her head, her lips moving softly, her voice so faint that Becker could barely hear her.

He leaned in slightly closer and asked softly:

"Miss, what did you just say?"

"Mr. Becker, I... I'm a little afraid of pain," the girl said in a barely audible voice.

Upon hearing this, Beckeron's eyes lit up and his heart began to pound.

He was somewhat surprised that this girl was actually...

He leaned even closer, his voice becoming incredibly gentle:

"Don't worry, Emma, ​​I will treat you very gently."

After saying that, he was eager to pull Emma into his arms and do something that would make her happy.

But at this moment, Emma stepped back slightly and said hesitantly:

"Yes, but..."

"But what?" Baker's heart was already agitated, and his voice turned cold.

He had decided that if the girl dared to refuse him again, he would have to use force.

Even if it ruins the beautiful atmosphere, he is determined to get his hands on this stunning girl.

However, the next second, Beckeron saw the girl raise her head and reveal a malicious smile on her face.

The voice that came out of her mouth was no longer the clear and melodious girl's voice, but a deep and magnetic male voice.

"How could this be...?" Beckeron's eyes widened instantly, and he was so frightened that he went limp.

But he quickly realized what was happening and tried to back away.

But at that moment, an extremely sharp and piercing shriek came from the girl's mouth and went straight into Becker's mind.

Instantly, Beckeron recalled the things that terrified him, and his body trembled as he turned and fled.

Oh no, I can't leave my back to him... Beckeron tried his best to control his body and turn around.

It took him a second to finally regain control of his body.

However, it was too late by then.

A deep, magnetic male voice sounded behind Beckeron's head:

"Since you've so enthusiastically shown me your back, then I won't hold back!"

The next second, a sharp pain shot through the back of Becker's head, and then he knew nothing more.

Behind him, the girl Emma pulled out the hidden blade that had just pierced the back of Becker's head, bringing out some unidentified red and white substances.

He wiped his hidden blade on Beckron's clothes, then took out a pale, green-veined skull of an unidentified creature and pointed the skull's face at Beckron's corpse.

Soon, the sound of footsteps approaching came from outside.

The girl's sharp cry not only instilled a strong sense of fear in Beckerang, but also attracted the attention of the other guards within the embassy.

But the girl showed no panic. With her left hand, she held the skull of the unknown creature and aimed it at Beckron's corpse, while with her right hand, she drew an ice-blue skull greatsword from her left hand.

He held the two-handed greatsword in one hand and swung it vigorously in all directions.

The next moment, frost filled with the aura of death spread to the four walls and the door, and soon spread outside the room.

The sound of footsteps outside the room grew louder as it approached, but then abruptly stopped in front of the door.

The girl smiled slightly, planted the ice-blue greatsword in her hand into the ground, and then took out a small matchbox from her pocket.

He waited a moment, then put away the pale skull in his left hand.

Then he opened the matchbox, took out one of the only three matches in the box, and lit it.

The girl threw the lit match at the ice-blue greatsword stuck in the ground.

As the lit match drew nearer, the ice-blue skull greatsword gradually became ethereal, then vanished like a bubble.

After doing all this, the girl bent down and took a strangely shaped doll out of Becker's shirt pocket, then calmly walked to the window, climbed out, and disappeared into the shadows.

After a while, the military attachés from the embassy outside finally broke through the frost and stormed in.

However, as soon as they entered the room, a thought struck them.

Because at this moment, the ambassador was lying on the ground like a dead dog, with a narrow wound on the back of his head.

Among the military officers present, several powerful ones silently gave chase, while the rest began to investigate the ambassador's cause of death.

But in reality, both those who chased after them and the military officers who stayed behind knew that this pursuit would probably be fruitless.

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After escaping the Intis Embassy, ​​Arthur used Flash three times in a row to get away from the embassy.