They all call me master

The smile on Holden’s face became even more humble.

"'Dead Poets Society''s investment in me was only in the early stage. The acquisition of [Delicate Human Puppet] and [General Puppet] was completely unexpected."

Of course Holden understood what Arthur meant by asking.

Because he has done this before.

Use [Exquisite Human Puppet] as bait to attract some guys, and then use [General Soldier Puppet] to harvest them.

Or just use [General Soldier Puppet] as your trump card.

"Accident?"

Arthur showed interest.

"Do you know the 'Puppet Master' D'Amato?"

Holden asked.

Immediately, the scene of 'light teleportation' appeared in Arthur's mind.

Arthur had a vivid memory of this half-comer.

If it weren't for the other party's master and apprentice, his early plan would not go so smoothly.

"I know, he's an interesting person."

Arthur gave an evaluation that surprised Holden.

The 'Puppet Master' D'Amato was really a swindler and a thief. His reputation in West Berlin in his early years was a bad one, and then he had to come to Söderlos.

Moreover, he also had a fight with the ‘spiritual medium’ in front of him.

‘Is it because you were deceived by the other party that you find it interesting?

Or are you talking sarcastically? ’

Holden was thinking in his heart, but the words in his mouth did not stop.

"The [Exquisite Human Puppet] and [General Puppet] were found from the treasure map of Robin, the 'King of Human Puppet' sold by the other party - it cost me 11 gold coins at that time."

Arthur was stunned.

The young 'psychic medium' really didn't expect such an accident.

Obviously, D'Amato, the so-called 'Puppet Master' who sold the treasure map of 'King of Puppet' Robin, did not even think that the treasure map in his hand was real.

Moreover, there must be many copies of these treasure maps.

Just like those transport crystals at No. 2 Kirk Street.

But who knew that a real one would be mixed in among a bunch of fakes.

‘Puppet Master’ D’Amato’s luck was really bad.

But Holden’s luck in front of him is really quite good!

At least, it was pretty good until I met him.

And after meeting him?

It seems that luck has run out.

‘They are all accustomed to hiding in the dark, using [Exquisite Human Puppet] as a vest, and they are also inclined to ‘death’... What is this sense of poor copying?

No, no no!

We still have some differences, and I won't try to find fault with others.

As a young, upright, simple and kind-hearted 'spiritual medium', I stick to my heart.

And him?

Tsk, you really can’t provoke others! ’

Arthur felt an inexplicable sense of superiority in his heart.

Then, fulfilling the previous promise——

"I call you little sparrow, of course because your chirping back and forth is just like that little sparrow, making people...noisy."

Arthur said, raising his hand, ready to give Holden a ride.

The promise has been fulfilled.

Of course, continue to kill the opponent.

He didn't say let him go.

And, that was his initial thought.

Sticking to one's heart is the greatest advantage of a 'spiritual medium'.

More importantly, his tolerance for 'hunger' was about to reach its limit.

"Wait a minute, Sir Kratos, listen to me - we met when we were children, my house is in the back half of Dal Lane, and I have passed by your house more than once!

It was fate that prevented us from meeting each other at that time.

But fate made me meet again at this moment. "

Feeling Arthur's murderous intent, the members of the 'Dead Poets Society' in front of them immediately shouted in panic.

"Oh, I see."

A look of surprise appeared on Arthur's face.

Then, the young ‘spiritual medium’ said this——

“Back then, my grandfather concealed my ‘destiny’ so that any peeping eyes would have some wonderful misunderstandings, and the Right Patriarch of the ‘Dead Poets Society’ should be one of them.

He found you.

He thinks you are the 'Son of Death'.

But it never occurred to him that you were just a poor imitator.

Haven't you noticed that our experiences are very similar at a certain stage?

Haven't you noticed that you are very obsessed with winning or losing with me?

This is the instinct deep in the soul of the imitator, he wants to surpass himself! "

Shock appeared on Holden's face.

The 'Dead Poets Society' member looked at Arthur blankly, thinking 'impossible! Absolutely impossible! It's all fake! ’

But rationally, he told him that this was most likely true.

Arthur had no reason to lie to him!

Moreover, what Arthur said is still true!

Not only was he similar to Arthur at a certain stage, but after meeting Arthur, he was really obsessed with winning and losing. From the first time he lost, that desire to win became uncontrollable.

"Is that so?"

Holden murmured in a low voice, and the ghost's body began to shake rapidly.

No longer distortion, but overflow.

‘I believe it! He believed it! Hahaha! ’

Arthur smiled inwardly.

With the situation in front of him, he certainly had no reason to lie to Holden.

However, he had too many reasons to lie to 'Dead Poets Society'.

You know, the identity of the ‘Son of Death’ is quite useful.

In particular, the Nan County Sword Competition will be held on the "Pioneer Celebration Day" in the inner bay. As the champion of the "Nan Los Sword Competition" that will soon be recognized, Arthur will go there.

Without some "tiger skin" and only the Countess of Nanlos to restrain him, Arthur would not dare to really go to the inner bay.

The other point is to continue to elevate the status of the 'Kratos family'.

My grandpa can hide destiny!

Even if it can only cover up a little bit, it's enough to make people think about it, and it's enough to make people fearful.

This is necessary before he can truly grow up.

‘My grandpa, you have to hold on! Don't show your timidity! ’

Arthur thought in his heart and continued to speak.

"When my fate was obscured, my grandfather told me that there were 57,622 possibilities at that moment, 57,620 of which were dead ends.

There are only two ways to survive.

One of them is extremely difficult.

The other one is very easy.

Originally I planned to choose the easy one, but who knows...

I met Malinda! "

Speaking of this, Arthur looked helpless.

Shaping Malinda as his 'weakness' and using Malinda to attract firepower is something Arthur has wanted to do for a long time, but he never had the chance before.

Now?

It's just right.

After all, there are no 'people' around.

But sometimes, no one is needed to peep.

Even, there is no need to do it now.

The Right Patriarch of the ‘Dead Poets Society’ possesses the power of prophecy like a prophet.

Don't the family backgrounds of the old lion of Neiwan and the countess of Nanlos have some special secrets, props and the like?

Arthur believed there was.

And there is such a big movement here. Even if they restrain themselves now, how could they not take action later.

Therefore, he performed very well.

Even when she mentioned the name 'Malinda', her eyes were filled with tenderness, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up.

Of course, the next moment, all of this disappeared.

Arthur regained his composure.

As he raised his hand, the blue [Death Fire] covered Holden's body.

With a scream, this member of the 'Dead Poets Society' completely disappeared from this world.

The next moment, another strong death aura erupted from the ceremony.

But it was different from the previous death aura that was so dense that it turned into a dark cloud.

This death aura is not only strong, but also pure.

The hunger in Arthur's body and blood immediately rose several steps higher, but Arthur did not immediately accept the death aura. Instead, his face became solemn and solemn, and he whispered to himself——

"It's all worth it for Malinda."

After saying that, he jumped down.