They all call me master

The strong wind blowing from the sea swept across the entire South Los. The ships in the port were floating up and down, and the seabirds had long disappeared.

The sky is getting dark.

Dark clouds came one after another.

There was a roar as the electric light flashed.

In a shack sheltered from the rain, several elderly coolies knelt on the ground and prayed silently.

He hoped the storm would pass quickly.

Otherwise, as winter comes, their home may not be able to survive.

In the distant warehouse, the warehouse manager lit a charcoal stove to completely warm up the cold room. He took out the wine hidden under the bed. He knew that today was another good day.

Because he can rest.

A carriage carried the son of the owner of this warehouse, one of the heirs of the Chamber of Commerce, towards the seaside. The heir urged the coachman.

"faster!"

"Faster!"

"I want to feel the breath of the storm!"

The young man standing on top of the carriage opened his arms and cheered loudly.

He seemed to have anticipated how he would brag about his heroic deeds in the salon a few days later.

However, just when the young man was about to burst out laughing to show his 'courage', he froze.

because--

He saw a person.

There are dark clouds rolling, lightning and thunder, and there is a person in the sky.

The young man stood there blankly.

Boom!

There was another thunder, and the young man blinked, losing the man in his vision.

"Maybe I saw it wrong?"

The young man rubbed his eyes.

Then, he no longer paid attention to these unimportant things. He came here to prepare for the conversation in the salon a few days later.

The carriage moved on with a burst of laughter.

Hearing such laughter, the warehouse managers who were drinking and the coolies hiding under the shacks all had envy in their eyes.

Someone was attracted by the advancing carriage.

Someone was attracted by the sudden storm.

But some people are whispering——

"Stormborn Fearless, Guardian of the Inner Sea, Owner and Ruler of the Southern Isles, Grand Inquisitor, Advocate of New Laws...

storm……

How terrible! "

Remote villages, suburban manors, gorgeous villas, and the shadows of the streets are filled with wonder, fear, disdain, or ridicule.

They all saw the man in the dark clouds and lightning.

They also all have their own ideas.

Only Arthur is different.

The young 'psychic medium' standing by the window finally breathed a sigh of relief.

That tigress finally took action!

And with the end of the opponent's general, it proves that this secret battle with the old lion in Neiwan should come to an end!

South Los Angeles should be calm for a while!

As for determining the other party’s identity?

When he saw the figure in the sky, his spirituality and his intuition told him that that person was the master of Nanlos, the fearless one born in the storm, the Countess: Ashe Bonaparte Nanlos .

"Stormborn Dauntless?"

"Is this Stormborn?"

Arthur whispered to himself softly, but the corners of his mouth turned up involuntarily.

Facing the Countess of Nanlos who controls the storm, Arthur does not have any panic, let alone fear.

He would just be happy to see the 'new ceiling on the Mystery Side'.

Because this must be a position he can occupy.

Arthur has unparalleled confidence in his talent [All-In-One].

As long as you give him enough time, he can reach this level.

Of course, the most important thing is that he is now considered a member of the Countess' camp.

‘The tigress is like this, what about the old lion?

What will it look like?

The holder of the Holy Sword, the lord followed by the knights, the victor of the Seven Years' War, the owner and ruler of the Inner Bay, the founder of the new era...'

Arthur recalled the old lion's name in his heart and speculated on his abilities.

Maltz on the side was still in shock.

The sergeant was truly frightened by what he just saw.

"A-Arthur, just now..."

"Well, it's what you think."

Arthur knew what his partner wanted to ask.

It’s nothing more than whether what you see is real.

There is also the question of whether the person in the sky is the Countess.

Hearing Arthur's affirmative answer, Maltz opened his mouth. Finally, he looked outside the villa with lightning and thunder again - the countess could control the storm. The sheriff had no idea that he had done it before. He has experienced strange events, so he understands that the noble must have some unknown abilities, but he does not think that the 'fearless man born in the storm' is real. He thinks that is an exaggerated description, just like when he was born, it happened to be When he encountered an earthquake, his mother simply said that he was a 'son of the earth'.

But he knew what was actually going on.

Maybe the Nanlos family has some relationship with the storm, but it's definitely not to the extent of controlling the storm.

If we could control the storm, would we still be human?

That is already a god!

Maltz's face turned pale and he was sweating.

The sergeant thought about some of what he had done.

He won't be struck by lightning, right?

But, the next moment, the police chief returned to normal.

Because, he saw his partner standing by the window with a normal expression, looking at the terrifying celestial phenomenon without any fear.

instead……

Laughing? !

The police chief could swear that he really saw his partner smiling at this moment, and his expression was full of happiness.

To be able to laugh and be happy in the face of such a terrifying celestial phenomenon is either a lunatic or a fool, but he can be sure that his partner is definitely not a lunatic, let alone a fool.

Then there is only one possibility left -

His partners can do this too!

Only in this way will you not be afraid and laugh!

It was joy filled with joy.

It was the excitement of no longer being lonely.

Arthur... no, the reason why the elders of the Kratos family chose to settle in South Los was just to let Arthur wait for his rival to grow up?

Unconsciously, Maltz had this thought in his mind.

Immediately, the sergeant's breathing became rapid.

After a moment, he adjusted his breathing, licked his chapped lips, and looked at Arthur again, with a slight change in his eyes.

Arthur keenly noticed this change.

When Maltz turned pale, Arthur was ready to comfort his partner, but before he could speak, Maltz quickly returned to normal.

This made Arthur sigh. Veterans who have experienced the baptism of war are extraordinary.

But what happened next was something Arthur didn't expect.

Maltz looked at him with a hint of reverence!

There is still a trace...

fanaticism? ?

'what happened? ’

‘Did Maltz misunderstand something? ’

Arthur thought in his heart, but on the surface he still looked out the window and continued to maintain a faint smile.

And this calm look made Maltz more and more sure of his guess.

The sergeant lamented his luck.

To be able to meet a collaborator like Arthur.

No!

A collaborator worthy of his support.

Not only because of Arthur's daily performance, but also because...

strength!

Quickly, the police chief began to think more, and then he looked at Scott beside him. He wanted to be more prepared.

But the young reporter was concentrating on holding the cat cage where Pendragon was.

Suddenly, he discovered something and immediately shouted——

"Arthur, Pan seems to have lost a beard!"