They all call me master

The sudden thought made Arthur freeze on the spot.

In order to cover up this strangeness, he almost subconsciously raised his head and looked at the tall [Death Snake Banyan] in front of him - the instinct of the 'spiritual medium' had already been imprinted deep in his soul.

‘My memory is most likely true!

If these memories of mine are made up...

That would be fun! ’

As Arthur's thoughts flashed, there was no trace of panic. Instead, he was filled with a kind of surprise that surged from the depths of his soul. Assuming that this guess was true, then he really wanted to know who did this to him. .

And why do you do this?

besides……

By extension, is the world in front of us real?

‘Tsk, I can’t tell the difference! Can't tell the difference!

What a scary world!

I can’t even think about it! ’

Arthur quickly gathered his thoughts and suppressed these thoughts deeply in his heart.

Because Arthur knows very well that whether it is or not, he is not able to deal with it now.

Instead of thinking about it all the time, someone might find the clue.

It is better to press it into the bottom of your heart, explore slowly, accumulate strength, and then wait for the opportunity to act.

A smile appeared on Arthur's face and was seen by Malinda.

"What are you planning?

Calm down!

Your smile makes people feel chills in their hearts just looking at it! "

Malinda curled her lips.

"Of course it's the guys who think I'm injured!

Otherwise, could it still be you?

I was seriously injured and had no choice but to plant a war tree to protect myself - this is reasonable, right? "

Arthur lowered his head, still smiling.

"Ah, yes, yes!"

Malinda, who had learned one of Arthur's catchphrases at some point, kept saying it, and then raised her pipe and said it like a show off.

"How does tobacco taste after being fed with honey cider for a year?"

For this woman, it was just as Arthur said.

What Arthur was doing in front of him was just to make his 'fact of injury' more real.

As for the ‘War Tree’?

Although rare, she would not be surprised to have one or two ready-made trees based on the accumulation of 'Cat Pie. Black'.

Therefore, Malinda was more concerned about the tobacco in her pipe than she was about these established facts.

This was an unexpected success!

Arthur sniffed it carefully for a moment.

The sweetness of honey is indeed found in it.

Moreover, this touch of sweetness neutralizes the irritation of mint very well, and stimulates the fragrance of apple. A little more means more, and a little less means less.

“Just the right flavor!”

Arthur commented truthfully.

Such comments made Malinda curl up her lips and raise her hand to lightly hit Arthur's chest.

But immediately, the woman regretted it.

The emergence of the feeling of vomiting made the lady look at Arthur with regret.

‘Arthur, if only you were a woman! ’

Arthur, who understood the lady's gaze, gave him a middle finger in return.

The woman responded with a cigarette holder in her mouth and a raised middle finger on both hands.

Before leaving, however, the woman left Arthur a small bag of tobacco.

About 10 grams.

"That's enough for you to smoke two buckets, thank me!"

With slightly arrogant words, this lady used the [Death Snake Banyan] to block her and disappeared.

Looking at the small bag of beautifully packaged tobacco in his hand, Arthur knew that it was specially prepared by Malinda - similar to sharing it with a friend.

He chose to accept it calmly.

Even if he doesn't smoke a pipe just yet.

But what about the future?

What if you fall in love with it?

Who knows.

No one can determine the future, just like God cannot stop people from eating - Feeling his increasingly empty stomach, Arthur put the small bag of tobacco into the [Box of Athos] and walked around in his pajamas. [Death Snake Banyan] walked out of 2 Kirk Street.

"Merlin!"

Arthur shouted down Dal Lane.

"Coming, sir!"

Merlin, who has black hair and a slim body but fair skin, ran to Arthur as quickly as possible, holding today's newspaper and Arthur's first meal in his hand - after returning to South Los yesterday, Arthur He paid off the remaining wages, and after discovering Merlin's seriousness and his special schedule, Arthur chose to continue employing Merlin.

It’s still 5 cents a day.

Merlin needs to buy a newspaper for Arthur in the morning, take care of the yard in the morning, and at the same time, he also needs to buy Arthur's first meal.

If necessary, purchase an additional second meal.

Except for the newspapers, the remaining items should be reported once a week - and because of Arthur's 'good reputation', the surrounding shops all said that it would be enough to report the items once a month.

In addition to these tasks, if a visitor comes in the morning, morning, or noon, Merlin is also obliged to inform the visitor of the correct time of visit and record the visitor's information.

A bit like the second and third male servants in a noble family.

Arthur believed that Merlin could complete these tasks well.

"Sir, can you put it here?"

"certainly!"

Merlin placed the newspapers and the food in the basket on the shelf at the door of No. 2 Kirk Street. After Arthur expressed his approval, he hurriedly left.

Although he was still polite, Arthur still noticed something was wrong with Merlin.

What's wrong is...

Horrified!

Look at the [Death Snake Banyan] in horror!

‘It can’t be such a coincidence, right? ’

Arthur guessed in his heart that Fu Jin had followed quietly.

He needed to confirm something.

Like Merlin, a person who is 'extremely close' to him, Arthur has a more cautious attitude than usual, just like those 'strangers' who approach him again.

Standing on the side of [Death Snake Banyan], Arthur looked at the homeless man smelling of alcohol.

The material of the dirty coat could not be seen at all, the hair was completely knotted, and the dirt on his face seemed to be scabbing.

The other party just stood on Kirk Street, staring closely at Arthur.

Arthur looked back at him with a smile.

"You recognize me?"

The tramp opened his mouth, revealing a mouth full of yellow teeth.

"I don't recognize it."

Arthur shook his head honestly.

"Then you know me?"

the tramp asked again.

"Know."

Arthur nodded.

Then, the other party started questioning again——

"How do you know?"

"Guess."

"Your guess wasn't accurate enough."

"It's like you're late?"

"As long as you come, it's never too late!"

"Well, drink tea."

The two of them walked into No. 2 Kirk Street in one sentence. Arthur raised his hand and waved, and the black tea just prepared by [Hand of Nothingness] appeared on the table in the small hall.

"I prefer drinking wine to drinking tea."

"The wine is too strong."

Arthur picked up his teacup.

"The tea is too cold. The more you drink it, the colder it gets."

The tramp didn't move, but glanced at the teacup.

"So, I prepared black tea."

Arthur signaled again, and the tramp stared at the tea cup again, but still shook his head.

"Black tea isn't enough to warm your stomach."

Although he said this, the tramp still picked up the teacup, drank it in one gulp as if drinking wine, then bowed and saluted——

"Thank you for everything you have done for Cotton and Nicole!"

Saying these words, the tramp straightened his back and saluted Arthur again.

But this time, it was a military salute——

"Bob, the captain of the first team of the death camp, reports to you!"

With that said, the member of the death squad took out a box from his arms, opened it directly in his direction, and then placed it in front of Arthur.

Wait until Arthur sees clearly what's in the box.

Immediately, his eyes narrowed.