They all call me master

Inner bay, somewhere.

In the office late at night, Faske, who had long since gone bald, took off his glasses and stared at the dancing candlelight, slightly lost in thought.

Failed again!

Not only did the operation against the 'spiritual medium' fail, but Melville was also involved. If Xin Kejie is included, the 'spiritual medium' this time had pulled out most of their hidden objects in Nanlos territory. , and not long ago, the other side cleared out the secrets belonging to them in Nanlos.

Thinking of this, Faske felt his head hurt.

When the female assistant on the side saw it, she immediately brought Faske thick black coffee and mint secret medicine.

Moreover, he very considerately opened the mint secret medicine and applied it to Faske's temples.

The female assistant's movements were gentle and professional.

More importantly, the look he looked at Faske was full of admiration.

Because this female assistant is very aware of the achievements of the person in front of her - Faske is one of the "seven golden-maned advisers" of the Grand Duke of Neiwan, and is responsible for all matters in Nanlos.

It can be said that the old lion overwhelmed the Nanlos family. In addition to the young age of the tigress, a considerable part of the credit was due to this inconspicuous man in front of him.

Over the past twenty years, this man has repeatedly accomplished extraordinary feats.

Really are……

Great goal!

The female assistant who was gently massaging Faske's temples suddenly became fierce in her eyes, and the fingers on Faske's temples were grabbed hard inwards.

Snapped!

His head exploded like a watermelon.

Not from Faske, though.

But it belongs to the female assistant.

Or, to be precise, the female assistant who was replaced.

The blood and brain matter had not been splashed in the true sense, and even the corpse was dragged into the shadows by invisible forces, without staining anything in the office.

"Go and see if Rita is okay?"

Faske, who was sitting in the chair, said toward the shadow.

Then, the whole person frowned.

Not that he cared about the assassination just now.

He always encounters assassinations of this level two or three times a year. He has long been used to it. The reason why he frowns is because of the 'spiritual medium'.

"Arthur Kratos!"

The golden-maned consultant muttered the name.

Facing this 'spiritual medium' who suddenly appeared in his field of vision, he always felt that something was wrong.

But there is no evidence.

But when it comes to his own instincts, the golden-maned consultant won't ignore them.

So, he picked up a pen and paper and started writing.

He had previously investigated that the other party had an aunt who went to school at the 'Saint Joan of Arc Women's College' - when he learned this news, he sent someone to spy on her.

Now?

It's contact.

As for arrest?

He would never let his men do this until the last moment.

Of course, based on the performance of the 'spiritual medium', his men are definitely no match for Cassandra Kratos.

Thinking of this, Faske got a headache again.

He subconsciously raised his hand and touched the remaining hair.

He knew that if this continued, he would have to say goodbye to his few remaining 'friends'.

This made Faske very helpless.

However, there was nothing he could do.

Fortunately, however, he can retire as long as he completes the task at hand.

He’s not going out there like ‘Deron’.

Because he didn't want to risk his life in Nanlos like 'Delong'.

He would choose a farm near Inner Bay where he would live out the rest of his life.

To this, he was sure that the Grand Council would agree.

Of course, he must handle the matter in front of him beautifully——

"The troublesome 'Kratos family', I hope you won't..."

puff!

Faske's words stopped abruptly.

A long sword pierced the body of the golden-maned consultant from the back of the head. The tip of the sword protruded from his mouth. Blood dripped down the tip of the sword and fell on the note he had just written. The black, named The surname 'Kratos' was completely dyed red.

When he was dying, Faske wanted to see clearly who was coming, but under the special restraint of the long sword, he could not move at all.

Quickly, Faske lost the breath of life.

The entire office was later engulfed in flames.

To the outside world, this is just an ordinary fire, not worth paying attention to.

Internally, it caused an uproar.

Faske, one of the Grand Duke's seven 'Golden Mane Advisors', was killed so easily in the office, it was enough to scare the remaining advisors.

It was enough to make the Grand Duke furious.

Suddenly, the entire inner bay became undercurrent, and countless secret police were running back and forth, searching for the murderer.

On top of the clock tower of the inner bay that no one noticed, Cassandra looked at the inner bay that was already covered with waves and said softly——

“A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye.

Your Highness Severus, hello from the Kratos Family! "

As soon as the words fell, Cassandra jumped up and disappeared like the wind before her body even landed.

The next moment Cassandra disappeared, several figures appeared here. After careful inspection, doubts appeared in their eyes.

Then, rushed to the next location.

…

Arthur's journey back to South Los was smooth.

There were no interruptions and no surprises.

All the troubles that had arisen in the past disappeared at this moment.

For this reason, Arthur's eyes became gentle when he looked at his gloves and sword - the young 'psychic medium' believed that this was due to the two props.

It is precisely because of having [Daniel's Hope] and [Hunter's Sword] that his luck has improved.

Get him out of the trouble that comes with bad luck.

However, missing the 'harvest festival' made the young 'spiritual medium' regretful.

The young 'spiritual medium' is looking forward to the first big festival after coming to this world.

However, there is no way.

Following the convoy, it took them a full week and a half to return to Nanlos.

Those munitions, especially the Little Emperor Cannon, were too heavy.

Even extremely good horses are difficult to tow for long periods of time.

Each day must be divided into four batches to allow sufficient rest for the horses responsible for the main transport, and these horses must be moved to easier work the next day.

Otherwise, these horses would not be able to return to Nanlos and would have to die on the road.

However, the long journey ended when the convoy entered Nanlos.

Arthur watched Simon leave with Hunter and Newt.

The three of them had just moved down the books and utensils brought back from Ymir Manor - these were not important, but the important ones were carried by Arthur.

Checked the growth of catnip and cat grass.

After confirming that Merlin had done an excellent job, Arthur walked into No. 2 Kirk Street holding Pendragon, who had fallen into a coma after taking the last 1 ml of [Gryphon Body Potion].

"Kulich, this is our home.

There are traps upstairs, you need to be careful.

You can enter everything downstairs except the secret room and the rooms of grandpa, uncle, and aunt. "

While Arthur placed Pendragon in the cat's nest in the medium's hall, he introduced the situation at No. 2 Kirk Street to his hound.

And the six [Hands of Nothingness] have neatly placed the less important books and test vessels in the medium's small hall.

As for the rest?

Arthur is going to put it in his bedroom.

He was used to sleeping in the medium's hall, so he planned to change the original bedroom into a laboratory and library.

And this is not difficult, just some simple transportation and placement.

The young 'spiritual medium' who had finished everything in less than half an hour stretched out his back and prepared to catch up on some sleep - within six hours.

When he returned to Nanlos this morning, he did not sleep normally.

But as soon as the young 'psychic medium' lay down, he opened his eyes in surprise and looked at his cat——

Huh? ? !