Chapter 601: A chance to hunt Zaratul
Roselle froze at those words and looked at the crow in surprise. Did he... mean he knew that priest? He had identified him from just those few simple words of description?
Edward tapped the table lightly, blocking Amon's speech and hearing. "Ignore him. Go on."
"All right..."
Roselle recounted exactly what had happened when he encountered the priest that day. "When we looked back again, the priest and the church had both disappeared. Later, not long after we hurriedly left the island, even the island vanished." Of course, he omitted the priest's statement that he was "not from this world."
After listening, Edward nodded and said mildly, "Since you didn't tell me back then and chose to tell me now instead, did something else just happen to you?"
"Yes."
Without much hesitation, Roselle decisively sold out that old fox Zaratul. He had approached Roselle with some purpose anyway, and he sure as hell wasn't a good person.
"Tonight, at the banquet I hosted, I arranged to meet a friend... a business partner, to be precise. His name is Zaratul, and he leads a Beyonder organization called the Secret Order. He's also a High-Sequence powerhouse who has lived a very long time and knows many little-known things about the Beyonder world, so I wanted to ask whether he knew anything about the 'Creator.'"
Zaratul had appeared at tonight's banquet?
Edward raised an eyebrow, then felt somewhat rueful. Upon reaching the High Sequences in the Lord of Mysteries World, one certainly became tremendously powerful, but in some respects, it still fell far short of cultivation novels. At least there was no sweeping out with so-called "spiritual sense" and knowing everything within a certain radius, right down to a fly entering it.
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