Mystery: A Spark

With his help, Klein quickly took care of his grave.

He stood up, patted the dirt off his hands, and looked at his tombstone.

"The best older brother...the best younger brother...the best colleague..."

Klein silently read the inscription, and suddenly felt a pang of sorrow, as if he understood the grief that Melissa and Benson felt.

He was frightened by the singing earlier, and then puzzled and surprised to see Mr. Chariot after coming out of the grave.

Only now, when Klein saw the inscription on his own tombstone, did he feel a deep sadness.

Klein said in a low voice:

"I was wearing a newly bought shirt and tuxedo suit, and they just buried these things with me in the ground. They have no sense of thrift."

Arthur listened silently without interrupting.

Klein was silent for a moment, then said in a deep voice:

"I hope Benson and Melissa can live a good life. I don't know if I will have the chance to see them again in the future."

Seeing this, Arthur reached out and patted Klein on the shoulder, comforting him:

"As long as a person is alive, there is always a chance."

Klein nodded, suppressing the sadness welling up in his heart, and turned to leave the cemetery with Arthur.

After the two left, a figure wearing a white shirt and with a bronze complexion emerged.

He watched Arthur and Klein's departing figures, his eyes filled with surprise, joy, and relief.

......

In the house Arthur rented on Zotland Street, Arthur brought Klein back there.

Arthas was not at home at the moment; who knows where he had gone off to party again.

The two went to the study and sat down in the chairs.

Klein asked the first question:

"What did you mean when you said we were the same kind of people?"

"Let's have a shielding ceremony before we start talking."

Arthur smiled and handed over the ritual materials he had prepared.

Klein did as he was told, drawing a black holy symbol on the table and performing a ritual to shield the entire room.

"Heh, when I say you're like me, I naturally mean..."

Arthur took out his treasured red wine, poured Klein a glass, and then continued:

"A time traveler, huh?"

Klein's eyes widened immediately, and he asked in surprise:

"Why...why would you..."

"How did you know you were a time traveler?" Arthur looked at Klein and recalled the days when he was caught by Huang Beibei.

"Do you know? To other time travelers, or those who are very familiar with time travelers, we are like..."

Arthur thought for a moment and quickly came up with what he considered a good analogy.

"It's like a husky that's infiltrated a pack of wolves."

The moment he finished speaking, the chair he was sitting on shattered into pieces.

He was like a newborn baby, completely unable to control his body, and fell to the ground.

Chapter 101 Night Talk

While Arthur and Klein were talking, a small white puppy suddenly appeared in the living room outside.

When Arthas returned home, he found the lights on and knew that Arthur had arrived.

It looked around and was about to go to the study to find Arthur when its black nose suddenly twitched.

"Are we having guests?" Arthas muttered, somewhat puzzled.

Since it and Arthur arrived here, no one else has ever visited this house.

Arthas is now curious to discover that Arthur brought someone home and even went to the study to talk.

However, Arthas didn't intend to go over and eavesdrop, because he discovered that the study had been sealed off by a ritual.

Furthermore, since Arthur brought people to the study and closed the door to discuss matters, instead of talking directly in the living room.

That means he doesn't want more people to know what they're talking about.

Therefore, Arthas naturally wouldn't bother to figure out what Arthur was talking about; he didn't have that much curiosity.

So the puppy simply jumped onto the sofa, curled up into a ball, and gradually fell into a deep sleep.

It planned to take a nap to pass the time.

After Arthur finishes talking, he will naturally come and wake it up.

However, what Arthas didn't realize was that after it fell asleep,

Part of its originally pure white fur gradually turned black.

……

There were two figures in the study.

One of them is a person, and the other is also a person.

The difference is that one person is sitting in a chair, while the other is sitting on the floor.

Arthur realized his mistake the moment he uttered those words.

He said that time travelers were like huskies that had infiltrated a pack of wolves, and he said this in front of Klein, who was under the special attention of the Goddess of the Night.

Wouldn't that be equivalent to cursing a bald monk in front of a monk?

However, once words are spoken, they are like water spilled; it's impossible to take them back.

Moreover, Arthur's reckless spirit secretly found some pleasure in this.

So what he said was actually three parts intentional, three parts unintentional, and four parts nonchalant.

Fortunately, Arthur was only thrown around and did not receive any further punishment.

This shows that although the Goddess of the Night was somewhat bothered by those words, she didn't take them too seriously.

To be fair, if Arthur hadn't relied on Elder Palles's power to digest the Provocateur potion within him,

Based on just the words he uttered, he might be able to completely digest the potion within his body.

Arthur calmly got up from the ground, picked up another chair, and sat down peacefully.

It was as if nothing had happened.

Klein glanced at Arthur, who remained calm, then at the chair on the ground, now shattered into pieces, and three question marks slowly appeared above his head.

"What... just happened?" Klein instinctively sensed that something was wrong.

"It's nothing, the chair's quality is just too poor, it's normal," Arthur said casually with a straight face.

Klein was clearly skeptical, but he saw that Arthur had only fallen and was otherwise unharmed.

So even though he felt something was off, he ultimately didn't investigate further.

So Klein returned to the previous topic, saying:

"Mr. Anduin, you just said that time travelers are like..."

"Ahem, just call me Arthur." Arthur quickly interrupted him and then swiftly changed the subject.

He glanced discreetly at the faintly glowing Black Night Emblem on the table, and explained:

"What I meant was that when time travelers first arrive here, their behavior and temperament will be somewhat out of place with the people here."

"That's why I could tell your identity. I figured that time travelers always have something special about them and wouldn't die so easily."

Of course, at this point, Arthur was simply using the result to deduce the process, trying to find a reasonable explanation for recognizing Klein.

However, it can be seen from the original work that those time travelers did indeed appear somewhat unconventional in their respective historical contexts.

Perhaps due to their different cultural backgrounds, Russell and Klein's performance in this regard was particularly evident.

"So that's how it is. I always thought I had already integrated into this world," Klein said with a wry smile.

Now that he had been exposed, he didn't intend to continue hiding it, nor did he plan to stubbornly deny it.

This is mainly because Klein had not only met Arthur in the real world, but also communicated with him at the Tarot meeting, and knew what kind of person the other was.

Therefore, Klein never took any special precautions against Arthur, and he wasn't too concerned about Arthur exposing his identity.

Moreover, he had always wanted to find an opportunity to talk to Arthur, but he had never found the right time before.

Now that things have been brought up, he simply admitted it.

"By the way, do you know what happened to Leonard after I died?" Klein asked, clinking glasses with Arthur.

His last memory was of seeing the hand that ripped out his heart.

Then when I woke up, I was already lying in a coffin.

Klein was unaware of everything that happened during this time.

“I was planning to go and catch up with Leonard, but I found him confronting a one-eyed man, and you were already dead.”

"I realized something was wrong, so I went up and fought with that one-eyed man, but I was no match for him and could only barely hold on. In the end, he managed to get away."

"Leonard was slightly injured, but it's nothing serious. Oh, by the way, because of the needs of the battle, I accidentally burned down your Blackthorn Security Company," Arthur replied, half-truthfully.

“That man’s name is Ince Zangwell,” Klein said in a low voice, holding his wine glass.

"I know, you traitors from the Church of the Night, here to steal things in order to survive," Arthur said casually.

Klein took a sip of his drink, feeling somewhat dejected.

He felt very unhappy, but couldn't find any reason to refute it.