They all call me master

Scott's words made Arthur turn over and sit up.

He swore that Scott definitely did it on purpose.

In fact, this is also true——

The new editor-in-chief of "The Clarion" finished his words and quietly lifted up the tent curtain, not all of it, but only a crack.

Disappointment was evident on Scott's face when he discovered that Arthur and Pendragon were the only ones in the tent.

"What are you disappointed about?

Are you polite?

Are you tarnishing my moral character? "

Arthur said repeatedly to his friend.

"I will never doubt your moral character, Arthur, let alone think that you will do something dishonest - I am just making simple reasoning!"

Scott raised his right index finger and shook it several times.

"reasoning?"

Arthur was startled and looked at Scott in surprise.

"Yes, reasoning!

You gave Nanzhen to Ms. Caesar, isn't she moved?

And when you are moved, you can't help yourself, shouldn't you?

You won't take the initiative, but if she takes the initiative, shouldn't she have sex with her? "

Scott said seriously.

“Ah, yes, yes!

Everything you said is right!

If you don't write novels, you're wasting your talent!

Do you believe that if Malinda was still here, you would have been slapped in the face and thrown out? "

Arthur rolled his eyes and lay back down.

"I believe!

However, isn’t it because Ms. Caesar is not here?

The only one here is my friend Arthur! "

Scott laughed and came over. The young editor moved a matza, sat down on Arthur's soft side, and took out a pen and paper.

Clearly, an interview needs to begin.

Arthur was not disgusted by this.

In order to get more XP, he needs interviews like this.

However, before starting, Arthur specifically asked——

"Did Master Swordsman Julie remind you?"

“Reminder, don’t write what you shouldn’t write.

Moreover, the sword master has already led his people into action.

She assured me that when the top four are all decided, the match between you and Kang Siang, the ‘Whale Sword’, will become reasonable, at least as reasonable as ordinary people can recognize. "

Scott smiled wryly.

However, there were no more complaints.

After seeing part of the reality of the world, this new editor-in-chief understands that it is better for only a few people to know some things.

Otherwise it will only cause panic and confusion.

Just like the 'Scorching Wind' Greta they met that day.

If anyone knew that this water bandit was not only cruel, but also had power beyond ordinary people's imagination, most people would feel despair.

And when such despair spreads, no one can guarantee what will happen.

“Alas, so my supplement must start from other aspects!

If you want to describe the "Swordsmanship Competition" in Nanlos, you can't just write about the "Swordsmanship Competition" in Nanlos. You have to write about the customs and customs of Nanlos. You have to write about the wealth and beauty of Nanlos. You have to write about the contestants in this competition——

For example: the love between the ‘spiritual medium’ in Nanlos and the ‘Lady of the Night’? "

Scott said, looking at Arthur expectantly.

The gossip in his eyes was as real as substance.

Arthur can guarantee that Scott is definitely not just for writing reports, but simply wants to eat something.

And him?

As a good friend of the other party, how could you not satisfy the other party's desire to eat melons?

Definitely not for XP!

Just to help others!

Arthur thought in his heart and slowly spoke——

"When I first saw Malinda, I knew she was the person I loved most in my life..."

In the world in front of us, horror stories cannot be written because of the 'mysterious side'.

But love stories can always be written, right?

A bloody love story won't attract the peeps of some terrible existence, right?

Arthur began to make up stories.

These stories are extremely exaggerated, but when coupled with the premise of "Southtown is for you," everything becomes real and believable.

"Hiss, have you ever climbed onto the window sill in Ms. Caesar's back garden?"

Scott in the record looked at Arthur with the eyes of a warrior.

I don't!

not me!

Don't talk nonsense!

I am simply dedicating myself to ‘art’!

A tribute to 17-year-old Romeo and 13-year-old Juliet.

"You know, love always makes people go to their heads - even me, and for Malinda, I did something completely unreasonable.

Those things, even now, are still incredible to me. "

Arthur showed a well-placed wry smile.

"So, after you encounter those things now, will you refuse?"

Scott entered a professional state and began to keenly discover topic points.

"No!

I will still do that now.

No matter how unbelievable or unbelievable it is, I will do it because——

She is Malinda. "

Arthur shook his head firmly, and then his eyes softened.

It was a softness that Scott had never seen before.

Before this, Scott didn't understand love.

Because it cannot be seen or touched.

But, after this moment, Scott understood what love looked like.

That's how Arthur looked when he mentioned Malinda.

That is, love!

As if inspiration deep in his brain had been aroused, Scott began to write hard.

And, unconsciously, the new editor-in-chief began to polish the love story of Arthur and Malinda.

Arthur hugged Pendragon and quietly left the tent.

He has no habit of disturbing other people's work.

‘Since you want to create a weakness for yourself, then make this weakness thorough!

Thank you, Malinda!

Thank you for offering to be my ‘lover’! ’

Feeling the warm afternoon breeze and bathing in the sunshine, Arthur let out a heartfelt sigh and looked towards the ring.

The game between Bourne and Bedwell has come to an end.

Even though Bordwell was talented, fast and agile, he still lost when faced with Bourne, who was equally talented and had more fighting experience.

Bourne successfully advanced to the semi-finals.

The coach of the Cholchok Fencing Club was full of joy and excitement.

As an opponent, Bedivere was disappointed, but he was friendly and sincerely blessed his coach and opponent.

As the two men walked off the ring.

The third game did not start immediately, but there was a song and dance performance as before - those who could perform songs and dances on the ring between games were paid.

Similarly, this kind of singing and dancing is also to attract more people and make the stall holders around them feel that the money they spend is value for money.

Arthur doesn't know much about singing and dancing.

However, at the end of the performance, there was still applause.

Then ‘Wind Sword’ Deljo and Lord Ernest’s nephew entered the ring.

When everyone's attention was drawn to the ring, a figure quietly approached Arthur.