Do You Know You're Raising a Ghost?

"Bone-Eroding Serpent".

The two of them uttered the name at the same time. After they finished speaking, Yanlin White Tower taken aback for a moment, then couldn't help but chuckle, "Looks like our thought processes are aligned."

Silver Wolf didn't laugh. She stood still, her fingertips lightly tracing the data interface in front of her.

A mask, a player, from another world, and someone who has come into contact with the Radiant Law Statue.

These previously scattered pieces of information suddenly found a central connection after the appearance of the words "Bone-Eroding Serpent".

Of course, he's just a suspect; one last piece of information is needed for confirmation.

Silver Wolf closed the interface. "Alright, then I'll ask his boss."

Yanlin White Tower. "Boss?"

Silver Wolf raised his hand, and blue pixels began to light up around him. "Phanes."

"..." Yanlin White Tower was silent for two seconds, "Him?"

The Silver Wolf did not leave immediately.

She turned around and glanced at Griffin, who was being led away by Avela not far away.

The fat man had completely lost his previous arrogance; he was now looking down, his face pale, and he was even walking with a limp.

Avela followed behind, her sword never sheathed. If Griffin slowed down even slightly, the hilt of her sword would give him a friendly reminder.

Silver Wolf yawned.

The next second.

With a flash of blue light, she vanished from her spot.

Yanlin White Tower and thought, "How convenient..."

He shook his head, then glanced down at the communication interface.

News about Platinum Courtyard continues to be updated.

He paused for a moment, then sent a message to the president.

As soon as the Silver Wolf appeared, a small blue platform automatically formed beneath its feet.

She looked up.

"Phanes." There was no response.

Silver Wolf waited two more seconds, then said, "Stop pretending to be AFK."

far away.

A transparent thread swayed slightly.

Then, more threads began to move, overlapping each other.

Finally, a nearly transparent net was woven high up, and Phanes lay on his side there.

He rested his face on one hand, his long hair falling naturally along the silk threads, and his clothes were the same as the ones Silver Wolf had seen before.

But as He opened His eyes, His originally simple clothes gradually revealed more intricate patterns.

The stars and crowns resemble attire worn only in some ancient ritual.

He looked down at the Silver Wolf, showing no displeasure at being suddenly disturbed, and asked, "Is it resolved?"

Silver Wolf looked up, "Yes..."

Phanes chuckled softly, "Heh... As expected of the Wolf Venerable, a trip to the moon in the morning, and he can conveniently take care of Radiant Law's affairs in the afternoon."

"Come on."

Silver Wolf reached out and swiped, and several data windows unfolded directly in mid-air.

Silver Wolf tossed over the mask he had just received and the video recording about Griffin.

"Take a look."

He extended a finger, and a data window automatically flew to him.

The camera lingers on the moment Griffin utters the word "player".

Phanes stared for a few seconds, then said, "Oh... this is terrible."

Silver Wolf narrowed his eyes. "Your tone makes it sound like you expected this all along?"

"I've somewhat sensed something..." Phanes slowly sat up from the net woven from the threads of fate. "His identity is very special."

Silver Wolf raised an eyebrow. "Special?"

Phanes lowered his eyes, his gaze piercing through countless threads, falling upon some distant destiny.

"A person who doesn't belong here."

"A person with a very different fate."

"But he can bear the weight of the world."

Silver Wolf paused for a second, then retorted, "Why are you trying to answer my riddles? Speak like a human."

Phanes: "..."

Silver Wolf crossed his arms and asked, "Was it you who dragged this person here to travel through time?"

"..." Phanes nodded slightly. "Haha, your intuition is really accurate."

"Oh." Silver Wolf wasn't too surprised. "The outfit."

She recalled the information Yanlin White Tower.

The person's real identity cannot be found; they have been missing for nine months, a period that almost coincides with the server launch.

It was originally just speculation.

Now it's official, someone has given it their approval.

Silver Wolf looked up. "But he's betrayed us now."

Phanes did not deny it.

"Yes. He was special before; he was neither a mere consumable nor a person without a destiny."

He stands between two worlds.

Phanes reached out his hand, and two threads of fate drifted from different directions.

One finger is bright, the other dim; they intertwine at His fingertips, finally converging at the same point.

"He is my most important eye..."

Silver Wolf understood immediately, "No wonder you're completely blind."

Phanes looked at her. "Do you really enjoy teasing me like that?"

"Who told you not to work?" Silver Wolf shrugged. "I'll just call him your former agent."

"..."

Silver Wolf didn't seem to care. "So, he's managed to get to where he is now, it seems he's done quite a bit of work? Now he's practically aiding the enemy."

She raised her hand and began to count, "Give intelligence, give resources, give fortuitous encounters?"

Phanes was silent for a few seconds; he was truly at a loss. "... Almost..."

Silver Wolf chuckled. "So now, the person you were raising has run away."

The smile on Phanes ' face faded slightly.

Silver Wolf noticed, "You knew nothing about this before?"

Phanes, embarrassed, didn't dare look at Silver Wolf. "You... didn't you say I was blind before...?"

Silver Wolf was speechless. "No... I was exaggerating! No, are you really blind?"

The silk thread stopped swaying, Phanes did not answer.

Silver Wolf waved his hand, "Alright, alright, you really are blind."

Phanes said calmly, "Who would have thought that the Abyss would bewitch him..."

Silver Wolf, having run out of options, showed the mask to Phanes. "Here, did you give this to me?"

"No...this...hiss..." Phanes took the mask and examined it carefully. "It's been processed...it'll take at least a while before we have any results."

"OK."

Silver Wolf raised his hand, and a black card slowly emerged from the data stream.

[Ace of Spades]

The cards floated on her fingertips.

Phanes's previously calm gaze froze the moment he saw it.

"What about this one?" She waved the Ace of Spades in her hand. "Do you recognize it?"

Phanes did not answer; he rose from the silk net.

Barefoot, I walked down those thin, almost invisible lines of fate, step by step, as the distance between us drew closer.

The decorations on His body were also changing little by little. The starlight that was originally just adorning the corners of His clothes gradually spread out, and a transparent structure resembling a crown appeared behind His shoulders, while several slowly rotating glimmers appeared on His forehead.

Silver Wolf observed the transformation process and thought, "It seems they really know each other."

"No." Phanes approached the Ace of Ace of Spades, but instead of reaching out, he simply looked at it quietly. "I don't know what it is."

Silver Wolf raised an eyebrow. "Then why have you been watching for so long?"

"Because I..." Phanes paused, "Have seen something similar."

Silver Wolf's nonchalant expression softened slightly. "Where?"

Phanes raised his eyes. "The War of Fantasy." Phanes ' voice became very soft.

Silver Wolf stared at him. "Similar cards?"

"Um."

What color?

Phanes: "Of course I—don't know."

Silver Wolf: "Are you sick?"

She looked at the Ace of Spades, her thumb lightly tracing the edge of the card. "Has its owner ever appeared?"

Phanes did not answer immediately; he turned away.

Countless threads of fate slowly unfurled behind Him, as if He were truly searching for that fragmented record from five hundred years ago.

"I'm so sorry, I've gone blind..."

"Stop joking... be serious."

Phanes gently clicked on the fragment beside him--

"Alright, the Ace of Spades has appeared before. You can ask Radiant Law; he might know."

Silver Wolf frowned. "He's missing. I don't want to go through the process of finding a god."

"Heh..." Phanes chuckled, "Don't forget the player traveling with you; he has a portal on him, doesn't he?"