Steviat fell to his knees. "General Arthur, I would gladly swear on my life that I am telling the truth. You may kill me right now if you think I'm lying at all."
Arthur chuckled. "No, that's fine. Come on, get up. I just wasn't really sure."
Arthur helped Steviat off the ground, looking him in the eyes. "Let me ask you this, then. Now that Buker is dead, which one of us do you think killed him?"
"I…"
Steviat fell silent, his mind racing through all the cultivators in Skermann. "From what I know, the only person in all of Skermann who can stand a chance against Buker on his own and even defeat the guy is you, General Arthur."
"Think harder," Arthur urged. "I put you in charge of rounding up all the cultivators in Skermann for the past two years. Is there someone you missed out on reporting to me?"
"No, General Arthur. I visited every cultivator that showed up in Skermann with my men. The only possibility of an undocumented cultivator is if they hid their aura on purpose and pretended to live in Skermann as a regular mortal."
"I guess that's the only possibility."
Arthur fell silent for a while before saying, "Why would such a powerful cultivator even want to stay in Skermann? They're more than capable of moving to far better countries where they would receive much better treatment."
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