Professional Solutions from a Professional
Seeing through a 50-year-old scam in just a few days was no easy task, even for Lin Yu.
Even now, sitting calmly in front of Arter Mercury, Lin Yu still finds his experience in the City That Never Sleeps to be "thrilling."
During this process, there was only a fleeting moment when he was not so certain that there was something fishy about the job to assassinate Arter Mercury, and then he would have missed the Truth.
Then... he would actually prepare to assassinate a Chosen of God, only to face his own failure in disbelief.
But...
"Luckily, I'm naturally suspicious."
Lin Yu sighed softly, reflecting on the situation.
Meanwhile, Arter Mercury, who was sitting opposite Lin Yu, had also realized what was happening.
"You mean, I'm not the 'Chosen of Life'... the true Chosen of Life is still Arlan Mercury, is that right?"
"Yes," Lin Yu nodded slightly, "And his reason for doing this was to ensure your survival."
"Although I don't know what happened fifty years ago, you probably died in an accident—or at least were in a near-death state."
"In order for your Older Brother to live, Arlan Mercury made a deal with the Deity —the price, or rather the form, was to make you appear as Chosen of God."
"And it seems you need to convince everyone around you that you are the true Chosen of God."
Lin Yu couldn't help but sigh again as he spoke.
This is why he was able to see through the "scam," because all his actions seemed to follow the same principles as how a "Fraudster" works.
Lin Yu keenly realized that Arlan Mercury was deliberately leading everyone to conclude that "Arter Mercury is the Chosen of God"—after all, Lin Yu himself often did just that.
Of course, Arlan Mercury could not have been a "Fraudster"; his actions were most likely driven by the demands of "faith" or "ritual."
Lin Yu didn't know much about matters involving Deity and Chosen of God, but he was probably close enough.
Therefore, to kill Arter Mercury, who was already "dead," the essence was to break the scheme orchestrated by Arlan Mercury.
Arter Mercury sighed again.
"How capricious of you, Arlan, to have let me live for fifty years in this way..."
"So it seems that although you are trying to kill me, I don't need to resist too much," Arter Mercury remarked. "After all... according to the laws of nature, I should have died long ago."
Arter Mercury looked at Lin Yu: "But what do you plan to do?"
"To be honest, I don't Item how to make it work, so I've prepared many plans."
Lin Yu paused for a moment after saying this.
"In short—let's start with the simplest thing, which will also be a good opportunity to verify my conjectures."
Before Arter Mercury could speak, Lin Yu suddenly stabbed Arter Mercury through the throat with a knife.
Arter Mercury died suddenly without any chance to react.
But then...
Lin Yu drew his knife and quickly discovered that a powerful Life Force was surging within Arter Mercury's body. The emerald green light flickered a few times like breathing, and then instantly repaired the wound on his neck.
The blood on the ground turned into specks of blue light and disappeared.
Lin Yu let out a sigh of relief.
"As expected, this old man's Life Form is no longer human!"
Then, Arter came to his senses and, as if he had just dozed off, spoke somewhat blankly.
What just happened?
"I killed you, and then you Resurrection," Lin Yu said calmly. "Don't you have any Memory?"
Arter rubbed his temples. "Not at all, but I do recall something similar... For the past fifty years, whenever I've been injured, I've experienced a brief period of Memory, and then my injuries heal rapidly—it's always the Servant who tell me that I've been injured."
"I always thought this was a passive effect of 'Chosen of Life,' but it turns out it was Arlan who created it?"
Arter Mercury said with some regret, "It seems the simplest method won't work. I seem to be 'immortal' in some sense now."
Do you have any other options?
Lin Yu nodded.
"Of course, I might be able to kill you repeatedly and quickly—but this regeneration ability has its limits, so if I keep killing, I might reach my limit."
As Lin Yu spoke, Arter Mercury was slightly surprised.
"Isn't this a bit too cruel to me?"
"Yes, killing is not cruelty, so I won't use this plan unless absolutely necessary—since you've raised an objection, I will respect your objection."
Lin Yu spoke earnestly, then stroked his chin and said, "But it's really strange that I, as an assassin, am actually discussing things with you, the target of my assassination."
"Old man, is it because you feel you've lived long enough that you're not planning to resist?"
Arter Mercury shook his head. "If I had to say, I still want to live, but you've shown me the Truth —I am a man who should die, a man who is already dead."
"Although I am not the true Chosen of God of the God of Life, I have believed myself to be for the past fifty years, so I agree with the teachings passed down by the God of Life... All life has an end."
"Serving the Deity who rules over life means never running away from death—we must all face the end of our lives with equanimity."
Arter Mercury continued, then asked again, "So... tell me, how do you intend to take the life of this already dead man?"
Lin Yu, no longer hesitant, nodded slightly.
"Since Arlan Mercury allowed you to truly live on by making everyone believe you are the Chosen of Life, and that you are still alive, I suspect... perhaps I can make everyone believe you are truly dead by making them believe you are dead."
"Although I don't understand the principle, I should be able to achieve this by disrupting Arlan Mercury's setup."
Upon hearing this, Arter Mercury exclaimed, "I see. That's a solution with a real Alchemy spirit."
"How are you going to get the Noble present to believe it first?"
Lin Yu nodded. "Of course, but before that, I need a professional with a high level of understanding of Alchemy to give me an evaluation."
As he spoke, Lin Yu looked at the pile of corpses beside him—not the group of Noble he had killed, but the "dolls" of the Nightless Sky Fire Apricot.
What do you think, Miss Fire Apricot?