Chapter 388: Overthrow The Gods (2/2)
”What, do you want me to kill you that badly?” Arthur shrugged. ”My name is unimportant; I've spent too long of a time in the Spirits Realm, and it's time that I leave.”
”I advise against that,” the monk shook his head. ”This spirit might be a servant of the Sovereign, but it's a cunning one. There's no way that it doesn't have ulterior motives.”
”I think the same! Bookkeeper is bad!” Hana chimed in with agreement.
”Shut up, brat!” The bookkeeper scowled, and Hana simply stuck her tongue out at the spirit. ”Disrespectful!”
”I know, but I'll deal with whatever schemes it plans later on.” Arthur felt grateful for their advice, but the spirit's earlier escape made him realize it could do it again. ”What guarantees that you won't go back on your words?”
”I swear an oath to his Majesty that I won't go back on this trade!” As the bookkeeper said that, lightning descended from the sky to strike the ground between it and Arthur. A violet sphere of light appeared between them, binding the two in an oath.
”I approve of this trade,” Arthur touched the sphere, and he felt the power of the oath bind him to the bookkeeper.
”The witch can be found in the Valley of Time, simply go toward the sunrise, and you'll find it.” The bookkeeper revealed before continuing. ”Now, tell me your name.”
”Arthur,” he answered. ”Arthur Silvera,”
”Silvera?” The bookkeeper repeated. ”Haha, hahaha!” It began to laugh hysterically. ”Trust the silver! Trust the Silver!
Arthur frowned as he heard the words he knew very well. Then, as he was about to take a step toward the spirit, it disappeared without a trace. This time, Hana couldn't find it anymore.
”Arthur Silvera,” the bookkeeper's voice appeared in his mind. ”You will regret this trade, hehe.” After saying so, the bookkeeper disappeared without a trace.
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”Do you regret telling it your name?” On a highland by the sea, Lin Zhao asked the man next to him. The golden chains seemed to be at peace, floating gently in the sunrise.
”Sacrifices need to be made,” the man, which he learned his name was Arthur Silvera, answered wisely. Lin Zhao can tell this was a young man who has just left his youth, but he went through a lot to get here.
”The bookkeeper might be a servant, but not even the Sovereign could control it. Telling it your name would bring a lot of troubles.”
”Do you want me to regret it?”
”No, but I want to know something. Is your friend worth it?”
”I wouldn't do it if she were not,” Arthur stood up from his spot. ”Are you going to keep following me?”
Lin Zhao paused as he pondered an answer. Did he need to follow the young man more since he has already learned of his name? Instead, he could simply look for him in the real world.
”Only until the short girl finds a spirit,” the monk said. ”Are you against it, Arthur?”
”No, not really.” Arthur shook his head. ”It feels weird to be called by my name after so long.”
”I can repeat it if you want,” the monk teased.
”Please don't say stuff like that,” Arthur scowled. ”Follow me if you want, but I need to know what your motives are.”
Lin Zhao admired this quality of the young man, who he wanted to teach the ways of Force. He was direct, not bothering with mind games and facades.
”I want to teach someone powerful,”
”For what? Revenge? Power? A legacy?”
”No, just to prove that humans can reach godhood and control their destiny.” Lin Zhao said casually, but it seems that Arthur Silvera didn't take it as a joke.
”I see,” he said, pondering. ”We might not be that different. You want to prove that humans can reach the gods, and I want to overthrow them.”
”Overthrow the gods?” Lin Zhao was confused. ”Why?”
”Because they abandoned us.”