Kane truly deserved his reputation as a Legendary Knight perpetually shrouded in mystery. Just as he always somehow stumbled upon all manner of opportunities and somehow learned all kinds of combat techniques, he also somehow became entangled with countless inexplicable "mysterious" factors.
Although, given the River of Fate's operating principle of "whoever causes me trouble gets trouble in return," it was perfectly normal for Legendary professionals like Punk—who loved stirring up trouble, harbored great ambitions, and never feared retreat—to become entangled in a whole host of problems, someone like Kane, who could surround himself with mystery and make so many mysteries intertwine in a tangled mess, was still exceedingly rare.
After discovering the existence of the gray energy, Punk knew that the Mad Knight might be plotting some "major event" again. Though the fellow's strength always lagged behind his own by a certain margin, his ability to court death was not inferior in the slightest.
Even now, the utterly bewildered caster could hardly imagine how Instant Kill Spear—who most likely neither recognized gray energy nor had any means of detecting its existence—had brought such a thing into his palace and allowed it to contaminate a little maid. How much influence had the River of Fate exerted in this matter? Were this mysterious golden palace and the still-unseen Smile also connected to this anomaly?
The connections were all vague and indistinct, while every conjecture contained something unreasonable. After a headache-inducing round of complicated thought, even Punk could only helplessly abandon his speculation.
Fate was like an intricate great web. It used all kinds of "coincidences" and "accidents" to weave together one Legendary after another as they drifted with the wind. The more one struggled, the more threads became tangled around one's body; the more one fluttered about, the more easily those