They all call me master

Arthur stared at Lisop's body.

The Lord's eyes were wide open and he was glaring until he died.

Anyone who sees the Lord's body can feel the unwillingness and anger.

Although Arthur would not let this lord live, Arthur did not know that this lord would die so coincidentally and so...dramatically?

Looking at the scene in front of him, Arthur thought for a while and then commented.

Then, the young 'psychic medium' looked at little Lithorpe.

At this moment, Little Lissop is not in a good condition——

"Did I kill my father?

Did I kill my father again?

Why should I say it again?

It was little Lithorpe who killed him, not me!

So who am I?

Fake, it was all fake just now!

Really, everything just now is true!

How could I not tell the difference?

I can't tell the difference! "

Little Lithorpe held his head and howled wildly.

Destroying it once is not terrible.

What is terrible is repeated destruction.

He was escaping and thought he could finally take control of everything, but he faced collapse again.

This time he couldn't escape or avoid it.

He was firmly targeted by 'Death'.

Or……

He chose death.

He just disappeared.

He believes that everything is false, and this falseness allows him to make his own choices.

But little Lithorpe did not die.

‘He’ is still there.

‘He’ firmly believes that his loving father will not abandon ‘him’.

In fact, this is also true.

After Arthur took another look at the brand new '1 gold coin' contract on the ground, the palm of the young 'psychic medium' appeared above 'his' head again.

Even through his gloves, 'he' could feel the temperature.

And that voice made ‘him’ burst into tears——

"No matter what you choose, I will be with you."

The gentle voice nourishes 'him'.

It also made him who disappeared during the collapse completely become nourishment.

'He' became more powerful, and eventually, completely replaced him.

The new little Lissop was lying on the ground, kissing Arthur's boots, and murmuring in his heart——

'Father! ’

Then, Little Lissop stood up, rushed to Lissop's body, tore off a corner of his clothes, picked up the bitten finger, dipped it in blood and quickly wrote on the clothes -

Housekeepers Hill and Ter were bribed by Dead Poets Society, they are...

The bloody book came to an abrupt end.

The word 'yes' makes people think.

Arthur instantly guessed what little Lithorpe was going to do.

Lithorpe is dead.

But that doesn't mean Lithop has no value.

On the contrary, the dead Lissop is more valuable to a certain extent.

Because Lissop once saved Baron Borna.

Because Lithop's territory is now in South Los.

The former concerns the old lion.

The latter concerns the tigress.

and……

Both covet the minerals in Nanzhen!

This is almost universally known.

Coupled with this blood letter that makes people imagine, it really means that anyone can do it.

Arthur thought in his heart, with more compassion appearing in his eyes.

Little Lissop picked up the '1 gold coin' contract and gave it to Arthur for safekeeping together with the blood letter, and then said——

"Master, leave the rest to me."

Arthur didn't refuse

In this case, it would not be appropriate for him to come forward directly.

In fact, his appearance will make the originally 'normal' things abnormal and make people suspicious.

But Little Lissop, who is the master of suffering, is different.

Everything will make sense.

Even if there are some unreasonable things, Arthur will make them reasonable. After all, tonight, the tigress's swordsman is going to visit.

…

When Arthur returned to No. 2 Kirk Street from the secret passage and came up from the underground bedroom, Malinda was chatting with Julie, the Countess' sword master——

"Although the emergence of gunpowder has changed the situation on the battlefield, it is only part of the situation, not all of it. Secret art is the real power!"

The countess' swordsman said so.

"Well, secret techniques are indispensable, but gunpowder can also cooperate with secret techniques to exert greater power."

Malinda didn't object.

As a 'mysterious person', this lady knows the power of secret arts.

Even, to a certain extent, those who are truly strong can influence the direction of a battle.

and……

There are not many such strong people in Nan County.

The old lion, the tigress and even the famous nobles are all such strong men.

And her?

Also working hard to become such a strong person.

It's going pretty smoothly so far.

"right!

It is an extremely long process to go from a 'talented person' to a 'mysterious person', or even to grow into an 'Arcana level'.

Even if you have extraordinary talent and sufficient resources, you will still start in ten or twenty years.

There are many surprises in this process.

A firecracker can reduce accidents by at least half.

Therefore, it is a good choice for ordinary people to serve the "mysterious people" based on gunpowder. "

The Countess' swordsman nodded repeatedly.

However, it was obvious that the swordsman had misunderstood what Malinda meant.

What Malinda wants to express is that 'gunpowder cooperates with secret arts', not 'ordinary people holding gunpowder weapons to serve mysterious people and nobles'.

But this smart lady will not argue with the female swordsman at this time.

Both sides have different views.

But both sides are right.

The only difference is the location.

At exactly this time, Arthur walked in, and Malinda immediately smiled.

"Did you finish the meditation?"

When they left, the two agreed to use 'meditation' as an excuse.

This is a perfect excuse for the 'mysterious side'.

Every 'mystical person' has a fixed or non-fixed time for meditation.

What is fixed is naturally the time to mobilize [spirituality] regularly every day.

If it is not fixed, it is random. Maybe a breeze blowing on the face can make the "mysterious person" realize something and start meditating.

"Um!"

Arthur smiled and nodded, and then greeted the female swordsman.

"Good evening, Julie."

"Good evening, Arthur."

The female swordsman said and handed a box at hand to Arthur.

It was obvious that the female swordsman was not just talking about 'replenishing the gift'.

Inside the box is a wind chime with tiny cylinders——

[Name: Warning Wind Chime]

[Type: other types of items]

[Quality: Secret Technique]

[Attributes: 1, malicious perception; 2, pleasant to the ear]

[Remarks: One of the warning props made by the alchemist master 'Ms. Abel'. This master who is looking for materials all year round is very careful about his own safety - this inspiration came from the West Coast nobles who carried it when they fought in North County in the winter.' "Warning Oil Lamp", but compared to the brutal "Lamp Shadow Sentinel", this master likes to use gentler methods]

…

[Malicious perception, when emotions full of negative energy appear within a fifty-meter radius of the wind chime, the wind chime will ring immediately. However, when normal wind blows, the wind chime will never ring, even if it is already shaking. 】

[Blissful: When the wind chimes sound, the sweet sound will put the malicious person into a trance state, which requires a 'spirituality' determination. When the 'spirituality' is higher than 5, the trance state will not appear, but the sound of the wind chimes will become urgent]

…

“Thank you so much for your generosity!”

Arthur said sincerely.

Every occult item is valuable.

Because you never know when they will save your life.

Therefore, even if Arthur does not lack secret magic items, he will not refuse.

not to mention……

This also represents the frankness of the sword master.

Arthur glanced at the description of [Malicious Perception] in [Warning Wind Chime] calmly, knowing everything in his heart.

"Here, let me hang it up for you!"

The female swordsman said, picking up the [Warning Wind Chime] and heading towards the door.

Arthur did not stop him, but smiled and thanked him.

The female swordsman's height of 2.5 meters is destined to make the opponent very suitable for this job.

"Is it okay here?"

The female swordsman raised her hand and gestured above the scarlet painting.

"certainly."

Arthur nodded repeatedly.

And just when the female swordsman general had just hung up the [warning wind chime], a pleasant sound rang out——

Jingle Bell!