Mystery: A Spark

However, as time goes on and the new generation of Silver City residents grows up, this huge difference in appearance is likely to cause all sorts of problems.

As the chief of Silver City, Colin must plan for the long term.

Now that the fate of their Silver City has taken a turn for the better, they naturally need to think more about the future.

Therefore, in the process of perfecting the Demon Hunter arcane art, he paid special attention to avoiding any significant changes to his appearance.

"Chief, your improvements to the secret techniques are very effective. After their advancement, their appearance did not change significantly; they only developed some light silver tattoos on their bodies, which is perfectly acceptable."

"Of course, if they overuse the power of the monster within them during battle, their appearance will also change accordingly, exhibiting the characteristics of the monster. However, this change is like a temporary release of a mythical form; it is a reversible process," Wheat Hillmont answered truthfully.

After a pause, he continued:

"In addition, we have encountered some problems with the use of battle blades."

"What's the problem?" Colin asked.

Wheater Hillmont sighed and said:

"The weapon, the battle blade, is too difficult to control. During training, there have been several instances where soldiers have accidentally cut themselves."

"Based on our observations, it seems that only weapon masters with extensive combat experience can use this weapon skillfully. As for lower-ranking warriors, they are basically unable to use the battle blade. If they are forced to equip it, they will most likely kill themselves or their teammates before even fighting monsters."

There was a moment of silence in the meeting room.

Colin shook his head and said:

"In that case, let's equip the mid-ranking warriors with it first. I've tried using this weapon myself, and from the perspective of its lethality alone, it's actually an excellent weapon."

"It would be a shame to give up just because it's too difficult to control."

He glanced around at the other five elders and said:

"Next, we will gradually transform our Dawn Knights into Demon Hunters. However, during this period, we need to closely monitor their mental state and try our best to prevent them from getting out of control."

"Furthermore, all warriors who are promoted to Demon Hunters must defeat the monsters sealed within their bodies with their own hands before they can use them."

"Furthermore, based on the actual situation, the secret technique needs to be further improved. Elder Lovia, you will be in charge of this matter."

"Yes." Luo Weiya nodded indifferently.

"Meeting adjourned," Colin said, ending the meeting.

The other four elders left the meeting room one after another, leaving only Lovia and Colin sitting still.

After everyone else had left, Lovia chuckled with a hint of curiosity:

"Chief, may I know the origin of this secret technique?"

“Shadow found this secret technique by chance in the black market and brought it back to me. I had Shadow investigate it afterwards, but he didn’t get any useful clues,” Colin replied calmly.

"I see. I thought it was created by some genius resident." Lovia's expression turned much colder.

She stood up, gave Colin a slight bow, and left the conference room.

Colin stared intently in the direction Lovia had left, and only after a long while did he look away.

……

Nighttime, in an apartment in Backlund.

A girl with smooth black hair, a round face, and a gentle and sweet temperament was sitting at her desk, leisurely looking at the night view outside the window.

But at that moment, a childish voice came from behind her:

"Ah, look what I've discovered! A witch."

The girl was startled and quickly dodged to the side, turning around to look behind her.

The next second, she froze, because she saw that what appeared behind her was just a harmless-looking little white dog.

“Don’t be nervous, Mr. Triss, I mean you no harm.” Arthas stretched out his paw and waved it.

The one who appeared here was Arthas, and standing before him was the former assassin, now the witch, Triss.

"One, an extraordinary dog?" Triss frowned, asking with some wariness.

"What do you want to do?"

"Oh, right, what did I come to see you about?"

Arthas pretended to be thinking, then after a few seconds, he clapped his little paws and exclaimed in sudden realization:

"Ah, I remember now, I came here to recruit you."

“Recruit me? With your abilities?” Triss found it somewhat amusing.

"It's not just me."

Alsas paused, then pointed to his sides with his paws and said:

"And them."

The next second, one after another hazy white bones were thrown out from its sides, forming an eerie fountain.

A few seconds later, two phantom monsters appeared on either side of Arthas.

They were made entirely of white bones, with black flames flickering in their eye sockets. They were nearly four meters tall and were looking down at Triss.

Triss looked to the left and then to the right, somewhat bewildered.

After two seconds, she gave a humble smile and said:

“Your Excellency, Triss is willing to obey all your commands.”

"Don't rush me, I haven't finished yet. The person I'm recruiting isn't you now, but you in the future," Arthas said calmly.

Chapter 137 Shadow Dancer

My future self?

Triss looked bewildered.

Do you really know what I'll be like in the future?

She was a little confused by this statement and couldn't help but ask:

"Your Excellency, what do you mean by recruiting me from the future?"

Arthas squatted down and calmly said:

"You will face a crisis in the future. If you survive that crisis, you will awaken and become a completely new version of yourself."

"Your Excellency, I..." Triss panicked slightly.

She thought that this extraordinary dog ​​in front of her, whose background was unknown but who had two terrifying spirit creatures as his attendants, was deliberately putting her in danger as a test.

"Ah, don't misunderstand, dear Mr. Triss. I didn't mean to put you through any tests, and you're not worthy of my testing right now."

Arthas stretched out a small paw, shook it gently, and said:

"It's just that when my master was observing the future, he happened to see your poignant and tragic love story from the future, and then told it to me as a bedtime story."

Master? It actually has a master? And its mysterious master can even foresee my future... No, no, judging from what it says, it should be that its master happened to see my future when making prophecies about other things... In that case, these two powerful spirit beings should belong to its master, and its master must be extremely powerful... Triss's heart was immediately filled with shock.

As far as she knew, anyone who could make accurate predictions about the future was an unfathomable figure in an extraordinary world.

Since that mysterious master could accurately see his future, it means that his level was definitely not low.

But what kind of tragic love story is this? I'm a witch who was turned from a man, how could I possibly have a love story? And a tragic one at that... Triss was somewhat unwilling to believe what the other person was saying.

But when she looked at the two terrifying skeletal creatures in front of her, she thought that the being that could command such spirit beings was probably not just bored and came here to amuse herself.

Suddenly, she felt a deep sense of unease about her future.

Triss gave a fawning smile and said:

"Sir, then could you..."

"No."

Arthas revealed a malicious smile and said:

"Love is better when it's a little ambiguous. If you know too much about it, then it loses its charm, don't you think?"

Triss cursed inwardly, but still answered with a smile:

"Your words are correct."

Arthas knew she was probably cursing him in her heart, but he didn't care and continued:

“Unlike my heartless master, I am kind-hearted and cannot bear to see things that are too desperate and tragic, so I can give you a chance.”

"When you survive the crisis that your destiny is destined to encounter in the future, I will come to find you again."

"I hope that by then you will have understood the true meaning of your life."

Having said that, it turned around and prepared to leave.

"Your Excellency, I still don't know how to address you, or what kind of organization I'm going to join in the future?" Triss asked, mustering her courage as the other party was about to leave.

She wanted to know as much information as possible in order to try to find out the other party's general background later.

After all, this concerns my future, and I can't possibly not even know what the other party does... Triss thought somewhat nervously.

Upon hearing this question, Arthas stopped.

It hesitated for a moment, then a strange smile appeared on its face, which was turned away from Triss, and it said:

"Our organization is called the Shadow Dancers."

"We walk in darkness, but serve the light."

After saying this, its figure slowly dissipated, and the two spirit creatures made of white bones beside it also disappeared.

“Serving the light? Someone like me can serve the light?” Triss couldn’t help but feel a sense of absurdity.

But she didn't think for long. Instead, she quickly started packing her luggage and putting it into a black leather suitcase.

Then, she picked up her black leather suitcase and planned to run away from home.

Knowing that she would face a crisis in the future, why wouldn't Triss run away?

However, just as she stepped out of her house, she heard a soft, silvery laugh coming from not far away.

"I didn't expect you to be so perceptive. I had only just found you when you noticed me."