I Would Be the Sharpest Blade

Old Man had indeed considered other beliefs, but Filth and Decay, Folly, and the so-called Fire Keeper's vision clearly didn't fit together. That was why he had guessed that Qin Xin might be a believer in war—Eagle Eye Scout.

Of course, he wasn't certain, but that didn't stop him from turning the speculation into a rumor and spreading it.

So, during the trial that had just ended, he told his teammates everything about the Fire Keeper and his suspicions about Qin Xin.

Unfortunately, that trial had been too difficult. All his teammates had died, and he had nearly died in the trial as well.

He had thought that, exhausted as he was, there was no way he could dodge the Fire Keeper's final blow after the trial ended. Unexpectedly, time's protection still allowed him to escape with his life and arrive here.

Thinking about it now, could the fact that Lord of Grace or Lord Hour Hand had rescued him from such a desperate situation have involved a struggle between faiths?

That was it. That annoying Blind Man was a believer in Destiny, and the fire the Fire Keeper spoke of was deeply mysterious. Moreover, Cheng Shi, the Fate Weaver they had discussed, was also a believer in Destiny. If he thought about it that way, perhaps the Fire Keeper was an organization that believed in and pursued Destiny?

It seemed that was the only way to explain why he had been afflicted by "misfortune" today.

Destiny had punished the other side's believer, while time had saved its own follower!

At that thought, Deng Sui's mind gradually cleared. He abruptly raised his head, his eyes filled with devotion and gratitude, and looked toward "Lord Hour Hand." He told him all his speculations, adding plenty of embellishment along the way.

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