The arrogant laughter of Arthur, the president of the Student Union, echoed in the empty room, causing waves of reverberation.
“Before anything starts, please give me a moment to explain why I am doing this.
Originally I wanted to be friends with you, and even prepared a lot of gifts for you: weapons, artifacts, books, and artworks, but I think that making friends with you may enhance my prestige in Miskatonic University to a certain extent.
But that's not what I want.
I would rather have an enemy who is my equal than a friend who is just an average friend. "
Jobtran said nothing, but looked at Arthur, who had a mad look on his face.
There was a hint of sarcasm on Joet Brown's face.
He stood up and walked to the bookcase on the right.
He looked at it silently for a few moments before punching the expensive wooden bookcase.
The force of one punch was not enough to shatter the entire bookshelf, but it was enough to make the books on the bookshelf fall off.
Jobtran picked up one of the books. The cover of the book said "The Travels of Marco Polo", but the content inside was blank.
When he checked the second and third books, Joet Brown smiled.
"Poor disguise."
Joet Brown said softly.
Arthur's laughter stopped abruptly when Joet Brown pounded on the bookcase.
He watched what Joe Butran was doing but did not try to stop him.
Originally Arthur thought that Jobtran would open the secret door hidden behind the bookcase, but Jobtran stopped what he was doing.
"I accept your challenge.
But you are such a despicable man to gamble with other people's lives.
The reason I accept it is not because I take you seriously, but just because I care about the people.
Nemesis
You don’t deserve it.”
After saying that, Jobtran moved the only book that was fixed on the bookshelf.
That is the switch that opens the mechanism behind the door.
The gears behind the door turned, and grooves appeared on the walls on both sides, while the bookshelf in front of it split apart to the left and right, revealing a dark path leading downwards.
Arthur sat in his leather chair and quietly watched Jobtran's back moving away from him and slowly disappearing into the darkness of the passage.
A satisfied smile and a hint of anticipation appeared on his face.
He has never tasted defeat, so he doesn't know what it feels like to fail.
Regardless of his outstanding talents, Arthur was born to be a king. Who dares to surpass him
If ordinary people knew Arthur's identity, they would certainly be courteous and respectful to him, not to mention that Arthur held the power of life and death over everyone in his own country.
For the sake of wife and children, for the sake of family, and for oneself, who dares to win
Undefeated and victorious surrounded Arthur. It was indeed a sense of honor at first, but it gradually turned into a sense of guilt for unfair victory.
Whether it is chess, military chess, or martial arts, no one around me dares to beat me.
I have been honing myself since I was young, trying to use real skills to get a real victory;
As the years passed, this distorted emotion slowly warped Arthur's personality.
His way of dealing with people became more and more extreme and radical.
When he was on the fencing field, he pierced his fencing instructor's chest with his gorgeous foil, and the warm blood sprayed onto his face from the armor on his instructor's chest that he had pierced.
The sword rises? The sword falls, life blooms brilliantly like the flowers in late summer and withers lonely.
Arthur saw the complex and extremely distorted expression under the mask of the swordsmanship instructor who had been by his side since childhood.
Reluctance, hesitation, helplessness, despair, pain? All kinds of subtle expressions were fleeting under the gauze mask, but in the end, the eyes defeated by reality were still closed.
"Oh? So this is victory
How does failure feel?"
This thought filled the mind of young Arthur, and he gave an order to the loyal servants around him.
It was a deeply bizarre and disturbing order.
"Anyone who plays against me? Only the winner can live, and the loser will die."
All the mentors who taught Arthur in the royal family were defeated, from military think tanks to gardening masters. All of them received the "cordial greetings" of the executioner after their defeat.
Rumors gradually spread among the royal family that Arthur's mind had been corrupted by darkness, but they could not execute an heir to the throne, so they simply exiled Arthur to a foreign country - Miskatonic University, the world's most advanced and elite institution of learning.
The royal family sent Arthur to this place with the attitude of "this is a mess for you to clean up"? At the same time, they hoped that Miskatonic University, which is full of talented people, could give this future king real training, so that he could be reborn from the ashes? So that he could gain the bearing and talent that a king should have.
Unfortunately, Arthur relied on his hard work and talent to climb all the way to the pinnacle of Miskatonic University within two years - the position of President of the Student Union.
He has a family background that ordinary people don't have? He has a confident and reassuring personality, and he has the excellent qualities of diligence and hard work.
When he came to this paradise, he put away the filth and dirty thoughts in his heart and thrived in Miskatonic. Even Merlin, the old fox, could not see through Arthur's disguise.
It was not until the brilliant investigator Jobtran appeared out of nowhere and stepped into the territory that had already been conquered by Arthur that Arthur slowly revealed his hidden claws.
He recalled his innermost desires and set up a trap designed specifically for Jobtran, an almost perfect trap.
Arthur made full use of all the resources around him and conducted an in-depth analysis of Joe Butler. After learning that Joe Butler was not an ungrateful person, he immediately took action.
First, while Joet Brown was not on campus, Arthur used his intelligence network accurately to find the person closest to Joet Brown - Sif Silla.
Taking advantage of Sif Sila's expertise in ancient literature and her love of reading, the simple Sif quickly took the bait.
Then, seemingly casually, Sif's name was added to the monthly magazine. By simply using the convenience of the student union to check the dormitory, the monthly magazine could be easily placed where Jobutran could see. When Jobutran saw the monthly magazine, he would naturally fall into this trap.
Even if Jobtrand had not seen the information published in the monthly magazine, one of his subordinates would have passed the information to his ears through rumors.
Everything was within Arthur's calculations. After receiving the news that Joe Butler had returned to school, he only needed to stay quietly in the Student Union Building and wait for Joe Butler's visit.
Three cups of tea.
He had only drunk three cups of tea when Jobtran arrived.
He watched Joet Brown disappear into the passage and took out his pocket watch.
"You still have seventy hours. Don't let me down."
Arthur raised a smile on his face. At this time, the sun was setting and the conspiracy hidden in the darkness enveloped the earth.