They all call me master

Malinda almost set fire to No. 2 Kirk Street when she left.

"This woman is terrible!"

Arthur, who avoided the parting twitching of his vaginal foot, turned around and picked up his cat.

“Hey hey hey, kitty.

Dad, let me tell you a story. Once upon a time, there was a mountain and a temple. In the temple, there was an old father who told the little kitten that the woman at the foot of the mountain was a tiger!

Hey, women are tigers, be careful! "

Arthur returned to No. 2 Kirk Street with his cat in his arms.

As the door closed, the young 'psychic medium' sighed in his heart.

Who in the family understands?

Not only do I have to plan my own layout, but I also have to take into account the psychological state of my partners, for fear that if one person is not good enough, the success will be ruined.

But it’s not understood yet!

It's so hard for me!

It’s better to be my little cat!

"Pan, you must not let down your old father!"

Arthur held Pendragon and rubbed his face back and forth.

With a look of disgust on his face, Pan kept pushing Arthur with the pads of his paws. If he couldn't push him anymore, he would hit him twice. Then, the kitten was no longer in love.

Instead of returning to the restaurant to clean up, Arthur added enough charcoal to the boiler again according to his habit. After adjusting the gas valve, he returned to the medium's hall and picked up the book he brought back from 'Ymir Manor' - -Except for the parts of these books that interested him, Arthur only briefly browsed through the rest of them, and did not reach the level of reading them all.

But this was not what Arthur expected.

Intensive reading cannot be achieved, and thorough reading is basic.

This was a habit that Arthur had retained in his previous life - and it was the same with any book of value.

This habit has brought considerable benefits to Arthur.

Therefore, Arthur has no intention of changing.

Pendragon, who was originally let go by Arthur and ran out, ran back after a while. Looking at Arthur who was concentrating on reading, he jumped directly into Arthur's arms, lay there and squinted his eyes, waiting until Arthur When the palm was put up, it made a grunting sound.

Afterwards, Arthur put the soles of his feet under Coolidge's belly.

Kuliqi, who was lying at Arthur's feet, moved his belly so that the soft fur could better cover his master's feet.

From beginning to end, [Death Hound]'s eyes did not open, only its ears kept changing directions.

Outside, the rain is getting heavier and heavier.

Inside, it's warm and quiet.

The night gradually passed.

When the next day came, even though there was still some light rain, it was still hard to stop the enthusiasm of the people in Nanlos.

The triennial 'Swordsmanship Competition' is a rare celebration for ordinary citizens. For this reason, local merchants have prepared early. According to their respective chambers of commerce, the merchants have put out their carefully prepared products. At the same time, Hang up his huge sign.

These signs are not only big, but also colorful.

The main one is conspicuous!

In this kind of celebration where everyone gathers together, every businessman is not a fool, and naturally they will not miss this opportunity to advertise.

Moreover, the stall fees here are not cheap, so businessmen naturally want to make the best use of them.

The fees paid will naturally belong to the earl.

The earl will use the money to hire circus, minstrels, and singers to warm up the 'Sword Competition' that will start at noon.

Of course, you can't spend so much money.

The remaining money will naturally be invested in the subsequent ‘Winter Festival’.

You must know that the 'Harvest Festival' and 'Winter Festival' are hosted by the earl, and he has to provide a limited amount of wine and meat to the residents of Nanlos.

This is no small expense.

Do you expect the earl to pay for it out of his own pocket?

Unrealistic.

If the earl pays a little, and the remaining merchants share it equally, it is already a mercy.

And this ratio is about 1:9.

When Arthur went out at about eleven o'clock at noon, the drizzling rain had stopped.

It was Edwin who still drove the carriage to pick up Arthur.

"Good afternoon, Arthur."

Malinda's coachman greeted Arthur.

Arthur doesn't need to ask too much, just tell him what happened last night——

"As you and the adults expected, little Lithorpe is ready to kill and silence him.

People were saved by us.

The murderer was fooled by illusion.

This guy was also well-known in the old town of Nanlos before. He disappeared for several years. I thought he was dead, but I didn't expect that he turned to Lord Lithorpe. "

With that said, the coachman opened the door for Arthur.

"That Lord Lissop is more ambitious than we thought."

Arthur commented.

This is not groundless speculation.

But the 'Bandage Swordsman' heard it from Eli, who was also a spy and an information dealer.

After the 'Bandage Swordsman' played its due role last time and temporarily retired, this guy has been put on like a dog-skin plaster.

Arthur knew what the other party wanted to do.

It's nothing more than taking advantage of it and wanting to find out more information from the 'Bandage Swordsman'.

But Arthur did not let the 'Bandage Swordsman' expel the opponent.

Because this guy is quite smart, he seems to have noticed that the 'Bandage Swordsman' has no information, and will tell some secret information from time to time.

Therefore, Arthur not only knew that Lord Lithorpe had a guard on the surface, but also a guard secretly.

"The only thing I can do is pray that he has the strength to match his ambition."

The coachman was joking.

As far as Edwin was concerned, Lord Lissop was dead.

Being targeted by his master and Lord Kratos at the same time, even if he is favored by the goddess of fate, it will be useless. Unless he is the illegitimate son of the goddess of fate, otherwise he will definitely die.

"Well, I will bless him."

With these words, Arthur boarded the carriage.

The carriage began to move forward slowly as Edwin shook his whip.

And the blessing of ‘death’ has been given.

Lord Lissop, who was in his own manor, raised his head and looked around as if he felt something - just now, he felt a chill on his back.

This feeling is somewhat unfamiliar.

Because, since leaving the battlefield, he has never felt this way again.

But he never doubted the feeling.

Lissop knows very well that it is precisely because of this intuition that he has everything he has now.

Although it was later confirmed that it was not a bloodline, but a specious talent, this did not affect the Lord's trust in his intuition at all.

Especially now!

‘Have the clues been exposed?

no!

I absolutely won't allow it!

We must act now! ’

The Lord was thinking in his heart, with a different kind of ferocious look on his face.

It was a bloodthirsty, exciting and twisted enjoyment.

Just thinking about that result made the Lord's strong body tremble.

At this moment, the bell in Alta Square was ringing——

The sword fighting competition officially begins!