The Tyrant's Gift
Golden fire...
Fu Qian's assessment of Sir Stos was remarkably composed, as if even the Night Watcher's higher-ups were well within his grasp.
Nepheli was clearly taken aback. Though she was still skeptical, she obviously wanted him to say more. But what he had to say...
"Why do you think I would know?"
Nepheli didn't answer directly. As she spoke, she even shot Su Gao a faintly amused glance.
"Because of Ariel."
Fu Qian knew exactly what that look meant, and he named Ariel without hesitation.
And Su Gao really was a trooper. She still didn't so much as blink.
As a special Second Order, Ariel was undoubtedly an extraordinary figure wherever he went.
But bringing him up now carried an unspoken significance for Nepheli, his pilot.
Fu Qian clearly remembered that when he and Sir An Jing Shizhi had hit it off at their first meeting, the man had said that Nepheli considered him "possibly as special as Ariel."
This well-read, darkly scholarly woman had some understanding of the Warehouse.
As for Ariel's origins, after cross-checking with several sources, Fu Qian was fairly certain that he was probably a predecessor from the old days.
After his Sanity Value had bottomed out, he could no longer do his job and had been optimized out, becoming one of the outstanding talents sent to another world. In the end, Nepheli had found him and remade him into the little AI assistant he was now.
And that was precisely why Fu Qian thought Nepheli might know about the golden Madness Fire.
Based on the tests at Ermu Mansion Palace and his consultation with Old Man Li He, he had already made a preliminary assessment of how the madness caused by Madness Fire differed from ordinary mental contamination.
The conclusion was