Chapter 2408 - 2403: The Prophet Is Dead (14)
Chapter 2408: Chapter 2403: The Prophet Is Dead (14)
No one understands the role of a tool better than I do.
Faced with the shocked audience, at that moment, Fu Qian expressed that Lady Crystal’s intentions were too obvious.
Clearly, the Unseen Hillock has welcomed a "new era," yet she was still eager to find Akasha.
And because the time of disappearance coincided too much with the Prophet, it made her increasingly have the same desire as herself, which was to ascertain the life or whereabouts of Yuan Fang.
From this perspective, this waiting-at-the-tree action really caught a big "rabbit."
For this mission, Crystal is even more suitable than Akasha.
Even the reason why she’s so anxious is easy to understand—
If the Spider Queen can return, then what about Akasha?
Essentially, the name Akasha has already been tainted by the Spider Queen.
And since the latter is a Demigod, she’s still too resistant to any surprises; being reborn doesn’t seem like a problem.
But whether the name Akasha can remain in this process is another matter.
From this perspective, it means her friend might be truly dead.
Even in the gloomy Unseen Hillock, this is obviously a matter of grave nature.
In summary, Lady Crystal, who is usually not very patient, is willing to sit down and talk so much with herself only for one purpose, which is hoping she can go in and have a look.
"Indeed, with someone like you, it’s better to speak straightforwardly; I still overthought."
After a brief silence, Crystal’s expression subtly showed relief, truly admitting this point.
"Honesty leads to progress; besides, who taught you this communication technique?"
Fu Qian smiled kindly.
"The Prophet... I saw him once after you left, and he said this to me with a sense of emotion."
...
Indeed, relying solely on Crystal herself, she still couldn’t achieve such enlightenment.
Moreover, her frequent contact with the Prophet isn’t just a boast.
The guess was confirmed; at that moment, Fu Qian was filled with admiration.
Yuan Fang truly lives up to the name of the Prophet. It seems that even after leaving quietly, he deeply realized the important role he could play in the events.
A soulmate is hard to find; I just wonder if there’s a chance to have an intimate talk again this time.
"Let’s go."
Without delay, the next moment Fu Qian was already walking in front.
"What about her?"
And Crystal truly followed, though she couldn’t help but gesture toward Catherine, asking more.
"The night shift is already exhausting; it’s unnecessary to drag her along for fieldwork as well."
Glancing at Catherine, who was almost restless, Fu Qian had no intention of letting her follow, nor did he instruct her to stay.
"The taste is good, you’ve worked hard."
However, facing the latter’s confused gaze, he didn’t forget to praise her skills.
...
"Can you tell me how you found her?"
Using someone up and discarding them without squeezing the last bit of value isn’t his style.
Crystal seemed to have some thoughts on Fu Qian’s decision, but ultimately chose to respect it.
But on the way to the pilgrimage, she couldn’t resist being curious about what happened before.
"Don’t complicate things, I didn’t leave anything on Akasha."
At the very least, as a temporary common interest, Fu Qian easily saw through any potential conspiracy theories brewing in the other’s mind, casually explaining.
"The reason I found Catherine was partly due to coincidence, and partly thanks to the Lord’s help."
The Lord...
"That guy doesn’t have a great reputation; what did he do?"
Crystal’s apparent dislike for the term was evident as her eyebrows furrowed at its mere mention.
"This is where it gets interesting — he was tailing Catherine and preventing her from harming innocent people."
Matching her guess, the Lord indeed belonged to the Evil Camp, which was why Crystal was laden with stereotypes.
Yet, contrast is everything, and Fu Qian casually revealed the heroics of the Lord.
"There’s such a thing..."
Crystal was almost dumbfounded, clearly suspecting Fu Qian was making it up.
"Do I really need to lie for him?"
Fu Qian merely pointed at himself, posing a rhetorical question.
"But it’s still too bizarre... I’d rather believe he was conducting some evil plan in the dark, or that someone was impersonating him."
Indeed, it doesn’t add up; Crystal reluctantly accepted this point but remained deeply doubtful of the Lord’s motives.
It’s not surprising: for any sensible person, that’s almost a certain reaction. Reformation sounds too dramatic.
"His motives are suspicious."
Fu Qian nodded.
The Lord’s reaction was indeed abstract, especially given the present situation shared by Crystal.
In this era of monumental change, not focusing on the Prophet and the "Gate of Freedom" but opting for a complete transformation?
Even reviewing their combat, it wasn’t just a minor skirmish; he was rather earnest throughout.
As a mature career criminal, this response was quite hard to fathom.
The only reasonable content was possibly what the Lord said to Catherine at that time — "Did you think no one would manage you now?"
It corresponded with Crystal’s described scenario.
"But his methods weren’t bad."
Fu Qian wasn’t tangled in the motive issue; he narrated his own experience of being attacked, addressing Crystal’s impersonation theory.
"Sounds exactly like him, but..."
Crystal fell more silent as she listened, unable to find any flaw, resulting in some cognitive dissonance.
"So, besides people disappearing, have there been new faces recently?"
But no matter, Fu Qian was adept at guiding discussions at times like these.
"New faces... outsiders like you?"
Crystal didn’t seem very certain of his intent.
"Not necessarily, it includes those who, like you, have integrated here."
Fu Qian gestured not to be too narrow.
"There aren’t any, though there are plenty of thugs and nutcases; the number of High-level Extraordinary here is quite stable."
Crystal almost nodded in agreement, sounding very confident.
"The Prophet, before leaving any last words, didn’t give any warnings on this matter... and after his disappearance, I’ve been monitoring the whole city’s movements, without discovering such instances."
...
Is that so?
Crystal was generous in sharing, but for Fu Qian, the situation sounded rather heavy—
No newcomers, from start to finish. What about Ah Wei, whom I sent here?
The visage of a certain Death God’s Apostle appeared in his mind, and the entire city seemed increasingly peculiar.
Through the ash conferment, I had sent two people here; Sophia might be inconspicuous, but Ah Wei was undoubtedly a High-level Extraordinary.
Even a Second Order Extraordinary.
"We’ve been watched."
In this, Crystal was evidently unable to empathize and merely provided a sudden reminder.