Chapter 1010
Arsen: Does it feel appropriate for me to hear this?
Wait… family, does it feel appropriate for me to hear this?
Arsen was shocked.
—What does that mean? So the Fallen Heavenly Envoy descending into the Material Realm before, causing such a huge commotion and killing so many people, wasn’t a conspiracy of the Fallen Heavenly Envoy at all?
Even the Fallen Heavenly Envoy was being used—and was even a victim being targeted? The mastermind was the Ring Heavenly Envoy?
More importantly, this former Pope who saved the world, and knew the truth from the very beginning?
If what he’s saying is true, it seems like this will happen again in the future?
And Eivass, as a mortal, can decide which Heavenly Envoy will descend upon the Material Realm?
Huh? Huh? Huh?
…Does this mean the next one is the Blood Heavenly Envoy? Then if the Blood Heavenly Envoy descends to the Material Realm… won’t those Children of the Moon go completely insane?
The sheer volume of information made Arsen’s brain buzz for an instant.
Seeing his astonished expression, the Shadow Heavenly Envoy reacted, “You haven’t told him about this?”
“Not yet.”
Eivass smiled, “But it’s okay even if he knows…”
“—If there’s anything you need, please don’t hesitate to ask.”
Driven by self-preservation, Arsen blurted out at an extremely high speed without hesitation, “Even if it means fighting against a Heavenly Envoy… I mean, if I can do it, I’ll be there at any time! Regarding the truth of these matters, I will definitely keep it secret for you, and no one will ever get the truth from my mouth. If you’re still worried, you can make me swear an oath or cast a curse!”
He was afraid that Eivass’s next sentence would be something like, “It’s okay even if you know, you’ll have to be silenced later anyway.” If such a thing were accidentally said, it would be difficult to handle.
Seeing Arsen’s timid and humble appearance, Eivass and the Shadow Heavenly Envoy burst into laughter.
“Don’t be afraid, Arsen. You are Sherlock’s friend, and now you are also a friend I approve of… Not to mention, you also know my background—we are relatives.”
Eivass shook his head and said gently, “And speaking of which… I am a devout one. You don’t have to trust me, but you can trust my talent on the Path of Devotion.”
Hearing Eivass mention the Path of Devotion, the Shadow Heavenly Envoy’s expression became extremely strange for a moment.
But she didn’t say anything, only cast a subtle glance at Arsen.
Hearing this, Arsen’s clearly unsettled emotions were significantly soothed.
Obviously, for him, the identity of a high-ranking devout one was more convincing than “friend of a friend” and “relative of a relative.”
“Speaking of which,” the Shadow Heavenly Envoy, Scáthach, took the initiative to change the subject, “What is the main business you came to the Dream Realm for this time?”
Eivass frowned and took a sip of strong liquor, replying, “We have a mutual friend who was kidnapped into the Dream Realm. We’re planning to bring his soul back.”
“Oh?”
The Shadow Heavenly Envoy asked heartily, “Do you need any help? My warriors are quite idle right now.”
—What does that mean? Is the Shadow Realm going to mobilize its entire army to snatch Sherlock back?
“It’s not that serious, not that serious…”
Arsen was startled and repeatedly refused, “It’s just a few mortals…”
The main reason was that the person who brought Sherlock up was Duke Vendome.
And that Old Duke had some relation to Eivass… Arsen wasn’t sure how Eivass viewed this matter, or how he planned to handle it. If things were to escalate unintentionally, he, as the “culprit” who triggered this incident, would definitely be held responsible. If he hadn’t carelessly sent that letter to Sherlock back then, it wouldn’t have escalated to this extent.
He originally thought Eivass was a Pope with a particularly gentle personality, but now he realized—that wasn’t gentleness at all, but rather his complete indifference to the trivial matters of the Material Realm!
How could someone who murdered a Heavenly Envoy care about mortals’ opinions and attitudes towards him?
“Speaking of which, Arsen…”
Eivass asked, “Since you’re already here, I guess you can tell me—where exactly is Sherlock being held?”
“To be honest… I’m not very sure.”
Hearing this, Arsen also became serious, “I only know that the place he is in should be safe enough and very quiet.
“Because I communicated with Sherlock once—at that time, I thought the Duke had killed Sherlock, so my father used a mirror to contact Sherlock to dispel my concerns. At that time, I had a brief conversation with Sherlock.”
“Oh?”
Eivass’s eyes lit up, “So, you saw Sherlock’s environment?”
“You’re absolutely right, Eivass.”
“Then describe it in detail, maybe I can find him directly. And the Shadow Heavenly Envoy is here, she’s definitely more familiar with the Dream Realm than you are.”
“Okay.”
Arsen thought carefully and replied in order, “Sherlock seemed to be diligently writing something at the time, or perhaps looking through books—because I could tell he was thinking. And he was clearly displeased that his thoughts were interrupted.
“He sat very straight, looked relaxed, and was in good spirits. Behind him was a large bookshelf filled with many books. There was no one else in the frame, nor any other sounds. On either side of the desk in front of him, there were golden candelabras, each holding a black and a white candle. Some books were also placed on the desk, but since the side facing me was all pages, I didn’t know the names of those books.
“He said he was investigating a very important matter, and this matter was inconvenient to investigate in the Material Realm. It was safe where he was, ‘and I need to remain as quiet as possible’—that’s what he said.”
Arsen looked somewhat dejected as he said this, “Actually, I didn’t expect to bring Sherlock back in one go… I don’t know how to cross between different areas of the Dream Realm. But if I come a few more times, I’m sure I’ll find Sherlock.”
“—I don’t think so.”
Eivass suddenly said, “The information you provided is still very important, Arsen.”
“…Can I locate the target directly with just this information?” Arsen was somewhat surprised.
“No,” Eivass shook his head, “The specific target cannot be determined, but over 90% of the possibilities can be excluded.
“It’s a simple logic—first, areas related to the Path of Devotion and Authority can be ruled out, otherwise, I would have received news. Similarly, it cannot be Equilibrium or Twilight, as neither of these paths has this kind of style or habit.
“So, this already eliminates half of the possibilities. And it’s probably not the Path Adaptation…”
“—It’s indeed not on the Path Adaptation.”
Suddenly, an unfamiliar laugh echoed from the other side of the table, “Eivass, you guessed everything correctly. I’ll help you rule out these five paths first.”
Even the Shadow Heavenly Envoy didn’t realize that someone had appeared across from them at some point.
He was wearing a black suit, a black shirt, black gloves, black boots—even his head was a patch of pitch-black, hazy chaos.
Arsen didn’t recognize the person opposite him at all and looked hesitantly at Eivass and the Shadow Heavenly Envoy.
The Shadow Heavenly Envoy seemed surprised and turned to look at Eivass; and Eivass also subconsciously raised his head to look at the Shadow Heavenly Envoy.
The first one to react, however, was Ares, the Nation Destroyer:
“Greetings to you, Respected Lord of Scales and Feathers, great God adorned with scales and plumes!”
(End of Chapter)
