They all call me Great Master

The orange light shone on the old pages, creating an extremely gentle sensation that comforted the soul of those who saw it.

Yet, as Arthur stared at the messy, hastily written handwriting, his brows were tightly furrowed.

Because the young 'Spirit Medium' had thought of a crucial matter.

That was…

Did Old Charlie understand Glyphic Language?

Having bluffed the fragment of the 'Book of Death' from William, it wouldn't have been difficult to bluff that notebook from him too. Considering the contents of the notebook, could Old Charlie remain indifferent?

He would not.

In Arthur's memory, Old Charlie had always been an elderly man with insatiable curiosity, his daily schedule extremely tight and reasonable, as if he never tired.

Moreover, even if to maintain the demeanor of a 'Spirit Medium', Old Charlie hadn't bluffed the notebook from William, the particularity of Glyphic Language and its lack of impact on Old Charlie over the years were telling enough.

Thus, from the current situation, it seemed that Old Charlie probably understood Glyphic Language!

Good, it was now almost certain that Old Charlie knew the Glyphic Language.

Then…

Did Drake know?

Did Cassandra know?

Did the missing Winters know?

Did his deceased parents know?

Thinking about the gravity Marinda unintentionally mentioned regarding the so-called 'Demon lurking at Beck farm', the family should probably understand, shouldn't they?

'So, is it truly just me who is a muggle in the family?

And moreover, the whole family has been playing me!

Fine, fine, fine, so this is how you play, huh?'

Having come to this conclusion, Arthur couldn't help but rub his swelling temples.

However, the young 'Spirit Medium', although sarcastic, bore no resentment— the affairs of the 'Blood Marquis' family were still clear in his mind, and Arthur understood Old Charlie and the others' concerns quite well.

Even the powerful 'Bloodline Clan' couldn't escape their fate, let alone the modest Kledos family.

Logically, even if Old Charlie exhausted all his efforts to help him, it would probably still be difficult for him to touch the 'Mystery'.

Of course, that was under normal circumstances.

But now?

Seeing what he had become, Old Charlie would most likely be dumbfounded; Arthur was now a bona fide 'Mystic Side Person' and had even been rumored to be an 'Entrant'.

'Hey, just you wait!

I'll give you a fright when we meet!'

Just thinking about Old Charlie's shocked and incredulous expression filled Arthur with anticipation.

Of course, Arthur was never worried that Old Charlie would detect something off about him.

Not to mention he possessed the complete memories of his former life, the Level 6 "Bluff" alone gave him confidence – if Level 6 wasn't enough, then escalate to Level 7.

Still not enough?

Then just level up a couple more times.

And as for Drake and Cassandra?

'Hmph, I must show you that I'm the finest lad in the Kledos family!'

Arthur thought to himself, sitting in the corner.

Subsequently, the young Spirit Medium took a deep breath and opened the fragmentary 'Book of Death'.

This incomplete 'Book of Death,' including its cover, which was only five pages long, was remarkably complicated and mystical—its owner, William had mentioned it to varying extents in his notes, hence Arthur was prepared for a meticulous and slow deciphering process.

However, while looking at the copied Glyphic Language, Arthur felt no difficulty whatsoever.

On the contrary, not only could he read through it effortlessly, he could also easily understand its meaning—

Page one, Deathly Fire.

Page two, Death Qi Slash.

Page three, Control Corpse.

Page four, Minor Curse Technique.

By the time Arthur had finished flipping through, the text in front of him flickered even more.

[Technique of Death: You've come in contact with some applications of "Death Qi", and the "Power of Death" it constructs is far too simple for you, who possesses the "Breath of Death" talent. It's as if these skills are innate to you, as simple as eating and drinking—death, to you, has never been worth fearing.]

[Deathly Fire: A special flame formed by outlining pure "Power of Death" with "Death Qi", which can't be extinguished by water, sand, and the like. Once it contaminates a living being, it will rapidly consume the flesh and blood of the creature, turning it into the purest Death Qi to nourish you.]

[Death Qi Slash: "Power of Death" is not a single entity, it can be a curse, or even a sword. With "Death Qi", a sharp "Power of Death" forms a strike that slashes through the air.]

[Control Corpse: Awaken a corpse with "Death Qi", and control its movements with "Power of Death".]

[Minor Curse Technique: With "Death Qi", trace complex "Power of Death" to bring continuous misfortune to any creature under your gaze.]

(Note 1: The power of Deathly Fire, Death Qi Slash, Control Corpse, and Minor Curse Technique depends on the amount of Death Qi invested, the minimum being 0.1, up to all.)

(Note 2: You, who possess the "Breath of Death" talent, will not be backfired by an excessive output of "Death Qi".)

(Note 3: When controlling corpses, the corpse must be a relatively intact humanoid creature, and cannot be a Spiritualist.)

(Note 4: The effect of the Minor Curse Technique is unpredictable; when targeting a Spiritualist creature, a greater amount of Death Qi must be used, the specific amount depending on the power of the Spiritualist.)

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Without spending a single XP.

Nor did it require any energy expenditure.

Upon seeing, Arthur learned instantly, just as described in [Technique of Death]. These skills seemed innate to him, as simple as eating and drinking.

Arthur raised his right hand, and the obscure [Deathly Fire] immediately danced at his fingertips, the flame radiating a deep blue glow, yet having a unique sound akin to flowing water.

As Arthur's thoughts shifted, the handful of [Deathly Fire] leapt like a living thing onto the corpse of a creature resembling a ghoul beside him.

Soundlessly, within a breath, the creature turned into a pile of bones.

The flesh and blood turned into the purest Death Qi, nourishing Arthur back from an initial expenditure of 0.1 Death Qi to [303.1] after increasing to [301.1].

Subsequently, Arthur flicked his finger.
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A pure white Death Qi-laden slash, like a thin crescent moon the size of a bowl, swept across the pile of bones.

Instantly, the bones turned into a pile of dust.

Arthur's eyelid twitched.

Such a strike was already not inferior to any ordinary offensive secret technique, and its power had even exceeded expectations, considering he had just controlled the output of Death Qi.

Just 1!

What would it be like if it were 10?

Or 100?

Or even 1000?

With speculation, Arthur's gaze shifted to a relatively intact humanoid creature's corpse, whose stiff fingers began to tremble.

However, Arthur did not let the creature stand up again.

Simon and the others were still cleaning up the battlefield in the courtyard, no need to create such unnecessary panic.

As for [Minor Curse Technique]?

Similarly, there was no suitable target.

But with [Deathly Fire] and [Death Qi Slash] as references, Arthur believed that [Minor Curse Technique] wouldn't be far off in effect.

Sigh!

Arthur breathed out a breath of stale air, stood up, and picked up the [Vigilance Oil Lamp].

He didn't walk far, but toward the basement of the main building.

He still had one thing to confirm.