NOVEL NEXT Chapter 321: Consuming It!
The normal burning of incense and candles is a fairly lengthy process.
But, at this moment, in front of Arthur, the candles were burning bit by bit, as if being…
Devoured!
Yes!
Devoured!
It was as if something invisible was consuming the candles bite by bite.
With narrowed eyes, Arthur first glanced at "Death Intuition" and, seeing no flickering, he cautiously surveyed his surroundings without showing any emotions.
His usual perception detected nothing.
His "Spirituality" perception also detected nothing.
But under the "Breath of Death" sense, he noticed something slightly different—
The smoke from the candle completely dissipated one meter above his head.
There…
the smoke disappeared into thin air.
If the candle in front of him wasn't still burning, Arthur might even doubt the existence of that smoke.
Subconsciously, Arthur's peripheral vision swept over Marinda.
The young Spirit Medium had to confirm whether or not the lady beside him was playing a joke on him.
When he saw the faint curiosity in the lady's eyes, the young Spirit Medium knew that what was happening had nothing to do with her.
'Could this be…
Gone to the "Land of Eternal Slumber"?'
Arthur wondered uncertainly.
The "Mystic Side knowledge" he had come into contact with did not contain similar records.
On the contrary, the current world's "mythical stories" had similar records—after the passing of relatives and friends, the thoughts and blessings of the living will travel with the wind to the "Land of Eternal Sleep," to be perceived by the departed, becoming their most cherished treasure.
Arthur, who had personally experienced many mysteries, would not scoff at such "mythical stories," but without further evidence, he also dared not believe them entirely.
It was just like how he now did not dare to peep at the spot one meter above his head.
Because—
"Three feet above your head there are Divine Spirits."
For some reason, Arthur thought of an old saying from his hometown.
And the moment he remembered this phrase, the wariness in his heart began to rise indefinitely.
He wasn't sure if there really were beings like Divine Spirits there.
Or to say, there was some other kind of presence.
But whatever it was, rash contact was not a wise move.
He knew that what he needed to do now was to gather information.
Only by knowing both oneself and the enemy can one fight a hundred battles without danger of defeat.
Of course, there was another important point: to strengthen his power!
'Young me, I am still too weak!'
the young Spirit Medium thought to himself, silently watching until the candle was completely burnt out, then he stood up and walked out of the cemetery.
A sense of unknown urgency made the young Spirit Medium want to return to No. 2 Cork Street.
He wanted to take the "Glory Potion (Perfect)" in a safe place!
Marinda stepped forward to follow.
Walking alongside the young Spirit Medium, the lady once again put her pipe to her lips.
However, even with the guise of the pipe, it could not completely conceal the lady's smile.
She had finally caught a glimpse of 'Communicate with Spirits'!
She was sure that the ritual she had just witnessed was based on 'Communicate with Spirits'!
To bless the dead!
The rumored 'Cat Faction.Black' was said to possess a similar ability. She had been skeptical, but having seen Arthur now, she believed.
'Blessings that reach directly to the "Land of Eternal Slumber"?
Truly awe-inspiring 'Cat Faction.Black'!
However, the burden of this secret technique seems to be heavier than I imagined. I didn't expect Arthur to be so kind-hearted…'
Marinda, who felt that Arthur's mood seemed to have become much heavier, couldn't help but think.
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But the next moment, the lady's brows furrowed slightly.
'That's not right!
How could someone like Arthur possibly be so kind-hearted?
This guy did it to make the 'Swordsmanship Competition'!
He did it to make the rumors of his 'unhealed severe injury' seem more credible!
Participating personally?
Is this what the 'Black Cat' of our times does?
This is frightening!'
With this thought, Marinda's eyes narrowed slightly, and a look of alertness and... excitement emerged in her deep blue eyes.
The lady was very much looking forward to what Arthur's next move would be after the rumors of 'Cat Faction. Black' reappearing were spread by Garcia.
This anticipation mixed with curiosity excited the lady.
Of course, it was also because the lady had come to know of Arthur's reliability.
Marinda was clear that once she knew Arthur's true intentions, as long as she didn't stand on the opposing side of Arthur's goals, he would become the person she trusted the most.
Such validation uplifted the lady's mood once more.
Even the fatigue brought about by not having had a short nap at midnight was dispersed.
However, the lady had only sent Arthur back to No. 2 Cork Street and chose not to stay the night—there were only three days left until the registration for the 'Swordsmanship Competition', and she still had quite a lot of work to do.
"The 'Swordsmanship Competition' registration is only one day—from 9 AM to 5 PM, don't forget, and... good night!"
As Marinda said these words, just like a lady earnestly reminding her lover, she didn't forget to flash a sweet smile at Arthur through the car window and waved her hand.
"Hmm, good night."
Arthur responded with a smile.
In Wuni's field of vision, six people hid on Cork Street, watching this place.
Three of them should still be Mystic Side People.
However, all six were 'very disciplined' and did not approach too closely.
Clearly, as more information about Arthur arrived, these people made the wisest choice, but that didn't prevent Arthur from having Wuni stay on full alert after bidding farewell to Marinda.
At the same time, he also gestured for Kuliqi to guard the door—
"Stay here, and do not allow anyone to enter the room."
Arthur instructed like this.
Kuliqi nodded and then crouched in the shadows behind the door.
Having arranged for the «Death Hound», Arthur picked up his Orange Cat from the Cat's Nest, swayed it from side to side, and in Pendragon's confused expression, he seriously said.
"Raising a cat for a thousand days, using it for a moment!
It's time for you to repay dad, Pan!
Stay here, and don't let anyone in!"
Arthur gestured to Pendragon toward the staircase leading underground.
Meow~
Pendragon gave a languid response.
By the time Arthur put him back, Pendragon yawned and closed his eyes again.
"Pan, you wouldn't want anything to happen to dad, right?
Pan, you know dad loves you!
Pan, ever since you were little and left your mother, it's been dad who has raised you with blood, sweat, and tears!"
The incessant talk came from the mouth of the young 'Spirit Medium', making Pendragon open his eyes again, and then, he let Arthur move the Cat's Nest along with him to the entrance of the stairs.
But at this point, Arthur didn't immediately head downstairs.
He was waiting.
He would only move from upstairs to the 'Safe House' three levels underground after Fujin, who was keeping an eye on Garcia and Longbain, returned.
This was a secret room specially arranged by Old Charlie, concerned that an accident might happen.
Not only was it stocked with ample food and medicine, but there was also a secret tunnel that led directly out of South Los.
After securing the iron door of the 'Safe House', Arthur took a deep breath and pulled out the «Glory Potion (Perfect)» from Atos's Box.
Meanwhile, at the entrance to the corridor staircase, Pendragon, who had been lazing in the Cat's Nest, stood up. The Orange Cat became vigilant in this moment, attentively watching its surroundings, with its ears pricked up listening for any unusual sounds.