Mystery: A Spark

This is precisely why Arthur once instructed Arthas to sell him off and escape if things went wrong.

Because if Arthur were to fall into a desperate situation, Arthas would be his only way out.

As for Klein, if he wants to keep extraordinary pets, the first thing he needs to solve is how to keep them alive after he dies.

It's not that Klein can only be alone, but rather that people who aren't strong enough can't always be by his side.

Arthur wasn't confident enough that he could make Klein survive every time and become a godlike being.

Therefore, he did not support Klein keeping extraordinary pets.

Unless, of course, Klein also goes to all the divine creations.

Chapter 191 Deceiving Klein to Fleece the Wolf of the Night

Inside the billiards room, after hearing Arthur's words, Klein's expression began to waver.

Seeing this, Arthur sighed softly.

After thinking for a moment, he came up with a solution for Klein that wasn't really a solution.

Arthur gently swirled the glass and said:

“Actually, Arthas was not an ordinary creature. He was given to me by the big boss behind me. You should understand what I mean.”

Klein nodded.

Arthur was aware of his special position within the church.

After all, not every member of a church can have a date with an angel and visit the Roselle exhibition together.

Of course, Klein didn't know whether the angel who stood with Arthur that day belonged to the Earth Church or the Steam Church.

Klein was truly amazed by Arthur's ability to switch back and forth between the two churches.

Klein hadn't figured out how this guy did it before, but when he heard Arthur say that the woman standing with him that day was an angel, Klein had a bold guess in his mind.

He guessed that Arthur was probably a member of the Church of Earth or the Church of Steam, but he had fallen for an angel from another church, which would explain the strange situation of having a dual church background.

Tsk tsk, although Old Huang is a womanizer, he can only mess around with those rich ladies. If we're talking about charm, then we have to look at Arthur. He's the kind of man who can get a female angel to come out and date him... Klein thought to himself.

Arthur, unaware of Klein's thoughts, continued:

"Arthas was already exceptional enough before he became extraordinary, possessing a strong ability to escape."

"So, given your situation, it's not impossible for you to keep an extraordinary pet, as long as you can find a creature with strong survival abilities."

Klein paused for a moment, then said:

"How could I possibly find that? I don't have your background."

Arthur gave a strange smile and said:

"I have powerful backers helping me, don't you have them too?"

Klein was startled and said:

"You, you mean..."

Has this guy realized the connection between him and the Fool?

Arthur looked at Klein with a smile, a smile that sent chills down Klein's spine, before finally saying:

"Have you forgotten? Although you have left the church, I had you perform the shielding ritual many times before, and you received feedback each time. So you can try praying to that person again."

Of course, he couldn't guarantee whether he would receive a response.

The goddess of the night would most likely ignore such a request.

"Your idea is ridiculous! No way!" Klein waved his hands repeatedly.

At the same time, he felt a strange sense of relief.

So Arthur was referring to the goddess of the night. Thank goodness he didn't discover the relationship between me and the Fool... Klein felt his back was damp with sweat.

That's why people say humans are good at reconciliation.

Klein initially didn't want Arthur to discover his identity at the Tarot Club.

After their identities were discovered, they began to settle for less and did not want their connection with the Fool to be revealed.

People are gradually conditioned in this way, no, it should be said that their bottom line is crossed step by step.

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"Hey, how do you know it won't work if you don't try? Don't you want to have an adorable and extraordinary pet like me? You've seen Arthas, look how cute that little guy is." Although Arthur felt that this was probably doomed to fail, he still strongly encouraged him.

After all, the idea of ​​tricking Klein into plucking the fur of the Night Wolf was quite interesting.

"Come on, I don't have your charm. I'm not going to keep any extraordinary pets," Klein said speechlessly.

He felt that Arthur was completely talking nonsense to him.

Although he once swore an oath to the goddess while holding the sacred object, witnessed by Lady Kreste Cecima, the "Sword of the Goddess," this does not mean that the goddess will actually watch over him all the time.

With so many members in the Church of the Night, each of them actually took an oath when they were promoted, and Klein didn't think he could receive special treatment from the goddess.

He was very self-aware; he knew he wasn't as charming as Arthur to the point of seducing angels, so he wouldn't indulge in such daydreams.

In Klein's view, the reason he was able to receive a response when he performed a ritual with the goddess after his resurrection was mostly because the response was automatic.

Otherwise, with so many followers of a true God, wouldn't it be incredibly busy to personally respond to each one?

If what Arthur said is true, receiving a response from the true god means that it is taken seriously.

Back in Tingen, old Neil even prayed to the goddess for help in treating his hemorrhoids and resolving his debt problems. Isn't that the kind of treatment a god would give him?

Arthur's ability to get close to angels and switch between two churches was his own skill, and he was a very rare exception.

There are even more capable people than him.

Take the great magician Elminster, for example. He could even turn his own god, the goddess of magic, into his lover. Wouldn't that be even more impressive?

But how many people in the entire Faerûn world can be as flamboyant as Elminster?

Therefore, no matter how much Arthur pleaded, Klein just shook his head like a rattle-drum, stubbornly refusing to agree.

He realized that Arthur's real intention was to make things easier for him, not to solve his problems, so he wasn't going to fall for it.

Tsk, didn't manage to fool him, what a pity... Arthur watched Klein's departing figure and took a sip of South Wales beer with some regret.

However, he didn't dwell on it too much. After all, it was a gamble, and if it didn't work out, it wouldn't have any lasting impact.

Arthur swirled his beer in his glass, downed it in one gulp, and went to the door, addressing the men guarding outside:

"I have something I'd like to discuss with Mr. Kaspass. Could you please pass on my message?"

"Sir, please wait a moment." One of them responded and turned to leave.

Arthur returned to the pool hall and sat down quietly to wait.

A short while later, Kaspas arrived.

"Sir, you were looking for me?"

“Yes, Caspas, I need your help with something.” Arthur didn’t beat around the bush and went straight to the point.

“Sir, please speak. As long as it is within my ability, I will try my best to meet your request.” Kaspas adopted a very humble attitude.

He already knew from Miss Sharon that the young man in front of him was also from that world, and that he was also extremely powerful in combat.

Furthermore, the young man was able to get him to the Cathedral of St. Hillan for protective confinement, which to some extent saved his life, so Kaspas naturally respected him greatly.

This person isn't a bishop or anything like that in the church, but it doesn't seem quite right, because he doesn't seem to have any hostility towards wild extraordinary beings like Miss Sharon... Kaspass secretly wondered to himself.

“It’s not too difficult,” Arthur waved his hand and said. “I know you’re a black market merchant and also act as an intermediary for many extraordinary individuals, so you should have very good information.”

"So what I mean is, I'll send someone to see you once a week from now on, and if there's any important intelligence, I'll buy it."

He currently lacks the ability to establish a reliable intelligence agency, and doesn't want to be blind and deaf, so naturally he can only seek cooperation with an old hand like Kaspas.

Although the Steam Church is also an intelligence channel, having an additional intelligence channel would give him access to a wider range of information.

The orthodox church and underground intelligence dealers can complement each other, and their mutual corroboration can prevent Arthur from becoming deaf and blind.

All strategies must be supported by sufficient and accurate intelligence.

A schemer without sufficient intelligence is like Hiroshima without a little boy—it has no soul.

Kaspass breathed a sigh of relief and said:

“Sir, this is a very simple matter, and I have no reason to refuse.”

"So, deal?"

"make a deal."

……

Leaving the Brave Ones Bar, Arthur walked alone on the quiet street.

Nightlife exists only in a few parts of Backlund; most areas become incredibly dark and silent after nightfall.

Arthur was walking in this dim and silent environment.

Generally speaking, people who dare to walk alone at night in this era are either clueless fools or highly skilled and daring individuals who consider themselves untouchable.

Because in this era, whether in the capital city of Backlund or in other cities, the night was dangerous enough.

Even if there are police patrols at night, and even if there are streetlights along the roadside, it's all in vain.

Because there are only a few police officers patrolling at night, it is impossible to expect them to arrive in time after a murder. In many cases, they can only play a role in collecting the body and protecting the scene.

As for streetlights, they were fueled by gas in this era, and the dim light cast large shadows on the road.

Shadows can obstruct vision and create a favorable environment for a murderer to commit a crime.

At that moment, a pair of malicious eyes were staring at Arthur's back.

Of course, the owner of these eyes wasn't interested in what was behind Arthur; it simply randomly picked a lucky passerby, and Arthur just happened to be "lucky" enough.

Perhaps there is some extraordinary factor at play, but that remains unknown.

Arthur strolled leisurely down the dimly lit street.

The Brave Ones Bar is quite far from his home; if he were to walk back, it would definitely take most of the night.