Hearing Old Charlie's answer, Arthur sighed helplessly—
"Having an outstanding grandfather really is quite the pressure!"
Without a doubt, the Winters couple, Arthur's parents, died in the struggle between 'Fresh Blood' and 'Death' for Old Charlie.
As Old Charlie grew stronger, he demonstrated various excellent qualities.
'Fresh Blood' and 'Death' could not help but want to completely grasp Old Charlie in their hands.
And as long as one is human, they have weaknesses.
Old Charlie was no exception.
Old Charlie's weakness was his family.
So, 'Fresh Blood' and 'Death' targeted the Winters couple.
The result?
Arthur, who already knew the answer, looked at Old Charlie who maintained a smile, as if the death of his son and daughter-in-law was long forgotten by Old Charlie.
But the rhythmically tapping index, middle, and ring fingers on the cane spoke otherwise.
This was the Kledos Family's secret language.
Or rather, it was one of the exclusive secret languages designed by Old Charlie for the Kledos Family.
To handle different situations, Old Charlie designed five specially encrypted languages, with finger tapping being just one thod.
And the current ssage roughly translated to him continuing to attract the attention of those two bastards, and then letting Arthur take them down.
"Arthur, you are exceptional as well."
Old Charlie said while tapping the secret code.
"Of course."
Arthur raised his head, and with that movent, crossed his legs.
His toe bobbed up and down.
Naturally, this was also a form of secret language.
And then, the two engaged in a surface-level conversation, but beneath the facade, secret codes flowed continuously—
Arthur: It's a bit difficult.
Old Charlie: Where there's a will, there's a way.
Arthur: As my dear grandfather, don't you plan to give more help?
Old Charlie: My journey to 'The Eternal Resting Land' is the best help I can provide you.
Arthur: Well, thank you for your help, but I think you could give more; I am your only grandson after all!
Old Charlie: Such unwavering persistence reminds of myself.
Arthur: Thank you, are you trying to say shaless?
Old Charlie: As a spirit dium, it's better to speak more delicately; it's good for both you and the person involved.
Arthur: Thanks again, let's get to sothing practical, we'll talk about the spirit dium experience later.
Old Charlie: The ritual, the ritual 'Death' has set up to beco the original sin 'Deception' still exists and will be the key point.
Arthur was shocked to his core.
The well-laid 'Deception' ritual of original sin hadn't been destroyed?
It's natural that it wasn't used; if it were, 'Death' wouldn't be 'Death' anymore.
What truly surprised Arthur was that such a high-level ritual hadn't been destroyed.
By logic, 'Fresh Blood' should have destroyed this ritual.
Hold on!
'Death' chases after the original sin.
Why can't 'Fresh Blood' do the sa?
Arthur instantly speculated a lot in his heart.
His bobbing toe did not pause—
Arthur: Where is it?
Old Charlie: Being closely watched by those two bastards and spied upon by a bunch of vile people, do you think I have the chance to search for it?
Arthur: That's true. My dear grandfather, aside from this? I think I still need help.
Old Charlie nearly rolled his eyes.
At this mont, he's utterly convinced, though experienced through reincarnation, that this is indeed his own grandson.
Otherwise, it could never be so similar to him.
"How are Drake and Cassandra doing?"
Old Charlie spoke, no longer using the secret language, but directly asking.
This is the model of an old father.
Also, it's Old Charlie as a grandfather giving Arthur a reminder.
Family!
Arthur can rely on his family!
"Perfect, no doubt about it, I'm the only muggle in the entire family!"
Old Charlie's reminder brought back unpleasant mories for Arthur.
The young spirit dium did not hide his feelings and continued his rant without stopping.
"Could you tell in advance?
How could I possibly drag the Kledos Family toward..."
"To doom."
Old Charlie interrupted Arthur's words.
In Arthur's bewildered expression, Old Charlie said earnestly—
"I've seen countless possibilities.
Only the current way can let you survive.
Can allow my family to reunite.
The rest...
Are not ideal."
"For example?"
Arthur raised an eyebrow, curiosity flashing in his eyes.
"For example: The mont you awoke, you completely abandoned your principles, muttering 'Skull offering for the skull seat' and massacred the entire South Los in a terrifying manner, and then, you encountered a masked man and were torn apart.
For example: Facing the threat from that police chief, you directly drew a 9 and decided to collude, stirring up another war, engulfing South County, North County, the near sea, the far sea, and the West Coast in war, eventually, when you were about to beco the new god, a girl with a cat nailed you to the stars, and your fresh blood beca synonymous with filth, your na, even beca a curse word.
For example: Realizing the benefits, you persistently fawned over Marinda, after draining her dry, you moved onto the Countess, draining her dry too before targeting Duke Yan Castle. Continuing this, ten years later, you stood at the peak of the mortal world, even the Old Lion was killed by the won you've flattered uniting against him.
You are on the brink of becoming the new emperor.
However, on the night before becoming the emperor, you were chopped into pieces by the won you've flattered, each taking a piece of you back to their hotown.
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