Mystery: A Spark

Because he saw two figures standing side by side in front of the display case for "building block toys invented by Emperor Roselle for children".

One of the two figures was Arthur, whom Klein knew all too well.

Today, Arthur was dressed in a black jacket over a white shirt, and wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, the kind of glasses worn by hypocritical characters in TV dramas. Surprisingly, there was a strange sense of harmony in the outfit.

Beside him was a woman who was over 1.7 meters tall and had an amazingly good figure.

Her chestnut-brown, waist-length hair fell naturally, and she wore a white Intis-style shirt and a dark black jacket.

They look quite well-matched... Klein glanced at Arthur, then at the woman beside him, and a thought inexplicably flashed through his mind.

Hmm, these two are dressed almost like couples, and they're standing so close together, and they even came to visit the Russell memorial exhibition together. Tsk tsk, something's up, very up... Klein stroked his chin, a hint of gossip in his eyes.

But he wisely refrained from disturbing them and instead followed the tour guide toward the next exhibition hall.

After all, he's not someone who lacks tact; he wouldn't do something as annoying as being a third wheel.

……

Standing silently before the glass display case, gazing at the items within, Bernadette softly asked:

"Is that your friend?"

As a Sequence Two angel, Klein's gaze, though not overtly blatant, still caught her attention.

“Uh…yes, he’s my friend.” Arthur adjusted his glasses and nodded.

The two people's voices were contained within their surroundings, without leaking out in the slightest.

Arthur turned to look at Huang Beibei beside him and asked:

"Are those demons hard to catch? I heard even Mr. Bonova went there."

Bernadette shook her head and said:

"Although these guys are as clever as rabbits, running away at the slightest disturbance, they're not exactly hard to catch."

"It's just that Bonova said his experiment has reached a critical stage, so he's a little impatient."

"Oh? The experiment has already reached a critical stage? It seems we'll have results soon," Arthur said, somewhat surprised.

Bernadette, standing beside him, said in a somewhat enigmatic tone:

"Yes, the results should be out soon. By the way, about the hot pot thing you mentioned earlier..."

"How about tonight?" Arthur interjected.

“Okay, I’ll come find you then.” Bernadette nodded.

Arthur looked at the display case in front of him and said with a sigh:

"The Steam Church really cares about Emperor Roselle; these things are still well preserved."

Bernadette looked at the toys she had once played with and said with some confusion:

“Indeed, it seems that the Steam Church has always been benevolent towards our family. However, the Steam Church was involved in my father’s death. So what exactly caused all of this to happen?”

Unfortunately, I don't remember. Although I could recall it when I was in the Source Castle, I forgot it all as soon as I came down... Arthur thought to himself, somewhat frustrated.

Sensing the silence around her, Bernadette did not press the matter further.

After reminiscing about the past for a while, she and Arthur left the place that held her longing.

……

Around 7 p.m., it was completely dark.

At this moment, a small white figure was silently wandering around Backlund.

Suddenly, a deep and magnetic voice rang in the ear of this little white fluffy ball:

“I thought a little glutton like you would be at home enjoying that novel cooking method called hot pot, instead of running out into the city to catch the cold wind.”

Arthas sighed and said:

"Mr. Nalzdo, just from what you said, I know you must be a clueless single guy."

“My master and my sister Bernadette are having a candlelight dinner at home. Don’t you think it would be an eyesore for me to be there?”

The voice, instead of getting angry after being rebuked, chuckled and said:

"Whether I'm single or not is irrelevant. It's you who's not only single, but also a little dog. You're the real single dog."

"I'll shove you in the face! No, I'm not a dog anymore, I'm a wolf," Arthas said, puffing out his chest.

"Heh, you can be a dog when you need to be a dog, and a wolf when you need to be a wolf. You switch between the two quite easily. What was your master's saying? The duality of wolf and dog, huh?" the voice teased.

"Mr. Narzdor, if you keep saying that, you'll lose me," Arthas muttered angrily.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anymore. You still haven't answered me. Even if you don't want to stay at home, there are other places to go. Why did you come out to be out in the cold wind?" the voice asked with some confusion.

Arthas's voice turned cold as he said:

"Because that little devil likes to operate at night. I was tricked by it before, so naturally I have to find a chance to get revenge. I hold grudges."

"Where did you, a magician, get the courage to seek revenge on a demon?" the voice asked, somewhat surprised.

“Mr. Narzdor, there are many ways to take revenge. I didn’t say I wanted to fight it,” Arthas said calmly.

"Oh? So what do you plan to do?"

"Hehe, in this regard, I must give you a grand introduction to my teacher, a master in the field of mindset." Arthas smiled sinisterly.

"You mean your master?"

"Yes."

……

18 King's Road, in the storage room of a wealthy businessman.

Klein's eyes regained their sparkle, and the corners of his mouth slowly turned up.

He succeeded!

In the diary that he had once obtained, Klein learned that after Roselle made a blasphemous card, he disguised it as a bookmark and inserted it into a book that no one would expect.

During his visit to the Russell memorial exhibition earlier today, Klein noticed a bookmark tucked inside the manuscript containing Russell's ideas in the display case.

Unable to confirm whether the bookmark was the Blasphemy Card, he asked Miss Justice, in the name of the world, to subtly test the waters during her visit to the Russell exhibition.

The test yielded results; the bookmark was indeed unusual.

So Klein made up his mind to steal the bookmark that night.

After a thrilling adventure, Klein successfully obtained the bookmark by using the gray fog to astral projection.

He left the bookmark and Azik's copper whistle on the gray fog, saving time as they returned to his body.

After extinguishing the candles and ending the ceremony, Klein cleaned up the scene, using a specially prepared potion to neutralize the scents of the holy night powder and the essential oils and hydrosols from the ceremony.

Having done all this, he dispelled the spiritual wall, letting the sudden gust of wind disperse the remaining traces.

Then, he took out the "master key" and tried to pass through the houses to reach a distant place to catch a horse-drawn carriage.

Using his cane to determine his direction so as not to get lost and return to the Kingdom Museum or go to a church, Klein began to move quickly, constantly using the "master key" to open doors and walls.

After walking in a straight line for a while, he suddenly became unsure of his own position.

Hmm... two more houses and I'll be out. If I'm no longer on King's Road, I'll find a horse-drawn carriage, or maybe I should do another divination? I'll study the "Blasphemy Card" as soon as I get home! Klein made a quick decision, pressed the brass-colored, antique-looking key against the wall, and gently turned it.

As the invisible ripples spread, he arrived at the building next to the townhouse.

At that moment, he twitched his nose and smelled a strong odor of blood.

A strong smell of blood! Klein frowned, looked up, and saw a woman lying on her back in the living room ahead.

The woman's expression was full of pain; she had a large wound on her abdomen, and it seemed that all her internal organs were gone.

At the same time, Klein heard the sound of "hohoho".

12th!

That demonic assassin!

The moment Klein saw the corpse and heard the sound, his hair stood on end; he knew he was in for a terrible ordeal.

In his line of sight, the living room was decorated mainly in bright yellow, and there was nothing unusual about the coffee table, sofa, and other items. Only the carpet was stained with bright red blood, which was slowly seeping in.

Beside the empty female corpse in the abdominal wound, a large black dog crouched, its mouth half-open, revealing sharp, piercing white teeth that sent shivers down one's spine. On each tooth grew dark red, rust-like marks, seemingly the result of long-term munching on flesh without regular cleaning.

"Hah!" The large black dog looked at Klein, who was dressed as a worker, and let out a defiant growl.

Chapter 150 "Resourceful and Wise"

Under the cover of night, Klein stared intently at the enormous black dog before him.

It really is an animal!

Oh no, I'm completely unprepared for this today... Klein's expression immediately tensed up.

Suddenly, the black dog's body expanded rapidly, turning into a monster that was two or three meters tall.

Behind it, a pair of huge bat wings slowly unfolded, and ram horns covered with mysterious patterns grew next to its ears.

Red and blue flames leaped out from its wet and shiny fur, and a strong smell of sulfur spread out.

Almost simultaneously, Klein pushed off the spot and instead of retreating, swung his cane forward, charging towards the demonic giant dog like a cannonball.

Stab it!

The black demon hound lunged forward swiftly, its spiked claws flashing out afterimages as it struck Klein.

Silently, its claws pierced through the figure, as if piercing through air!

Klein's figure then dimmed and quickly became transparent.

This is just an illusion!

It's an illusion created by Klein!

At that moment, he rolled on the spot, got close to the bay window, and then pushed off with his left hand, lifting his whole body into the air and crashing straight into the glass.

Once he identified the enemy, he made up his mind to run away immediately!

Upon seeing this, the demonic giant dog's magma-like eyes suddenly brightened, as if flames were burning fiercely within them.