They all call me master

After Glaaster appeared, Arthur's [Death Intuition] kept flashing.

Not fast.

But it lasts.

This flash reminded Arthur that the woman in front of him was far more dangerous than he imagined.

For a guy like this who has been hiding behind the scenes, you never know what trump cards the other party will have, or in other words, you never know how many trump cards the other party will make for himself for safety.

Arthur knew very well about this kind of person.

because--

He is also such a person.

Therefore, when the lady proposed a sword duel under the witness of the 'Imperial Contract', Arthur knew that the other party knew more about him than he imagined.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to propose this kind of sword show.

The other party must have glimpsed the 'truth' of his swordsmanship.

Is that the crazy beggar?

Or some unconscious movements during the swordsmanship competition?

Arthur couldn't be sure.

However, there is one thing that Arthur is sure of.

It is enough to have one person like him in the world.

More?

That would be rude.

Moreover, it will also make him too tired to live.

Therefore, Glaste must die.

Because he doesn't want to die yet.

Seeing Arthur yawning and rubbing the tears from his eyes, Glaste, who was standing opposite, had a look of interest in his eyes.

"Is it the influence of blood?

Or some kind of occult influence?

The ‘Imperial Contract’ is indeed not about isolating and purging oneself from blood and secret techniques!

well. "

After saying that, the lady sighed.

Then, before Arthur could speak, the lady continued.

"Although I had guessed before, when I got the result, it was still a bit disappointing - Arthur, you know?

I spent a lot of money to get this 'Imperial Contract'.

I always look forward to where it will appear.

I never thought it would be now. "

The woman looked at Arthur again.

Heat appeared in the light green eyes again.

The woman's words continued.

“Of course, there’s nothing wrong with it, it’s just a prop and used at the right time.

I don't think there's anything wrong with it appearing on the occasion when we first met.

What do you mean, Arthur? "

"Um."

What can Arthur say in the face of such crazy women?

The young, kind, honest and simple 'spiritual medium' could only nod.

However, the lady opposite misunderstood what Arthur meant.

Or……

The other person has been immersed in his own world.

The woman held her hands on her chest and looked at Arthur expectantly.

"Then can you accept my proposal?

If you can't accept the children brought by the 'twist'.

I can give you one too. "

The lady's face turned red as she spoke.

The shy look made the lady's charm even higher, but Arthur was indifferent, because Arthur knew very well that such crazy criticism of women could not be trusted even with a single punctuation mark.

However, Arthur still spoke.

"You are so obsessed with the child, but you don't love the child.

You just used him as a tool.

You need a bonding, obedient and powerful tool in the name of 'Mother'.

Plus you were so careful to hide behind the scenes, so you must have gotten into some trouble, right?

Is he secretly learning the secret technique of the ‘Pale Hand’?

Or secretly learn the secret techniques of the 'Teofat Psychic Order'?

Or did you secretly learn both?

Of course, with your appearance, it shouldn't be difficult to secretly learn these secret techniques. You can even learn more secret techniques secretly.

but……

Your crotch is rotten. "

Arthur's words still contained a hint of tact.

But Glaste on the opposite side couldn't stand it anymore.

Because it hit a sore spot.

In the beginning, and even for a long time after that, Glaste relied on the convenience gained by his beauty, as Arthur said.

For Glaste, such beauty would be a waste if not used.

However, as his strength increased, Glast's mentality changed.

She became ‘honourable’!

Moreover, others are not allowed to mention her past.

To this end, she also changed her name.

Few people in the entire South County know her true past. They only know that she is Glaste of the Pale Hand.

More?

It was hidden by her.

The woman thought she had done a good job, but she did not expect to be directly exposed by Arthur.

Immediately, the lady narrowed her eyes.

Danger flashed in his light green eyes.

"Arthur, even you said things you shouldn't have said.

I decided to starve you for seven days and nights, and then soak you in my cesspool.

I want you to feel my taste. "

As she spoke, the lady stuck out her tongue and licked her lips.

Arthur felt sick from the bottom of his heart.

"I really disagree with your hobby, but your living conditions are really bad - cesspools only appear in civilian dry toilets.

I thought you would at least pretend to be middle class.

Let me guess, your current identity is not a wandering prostitute in the old city. "

If you disgust me, I will disgust you.

Arthur, who had such simple thoughts, spoke without mercy.

However, Glaste on the other side obviously misunderstood.

"Want to piss me off?

I admit Arthur you just came close to doing it.

But, it's really close.

Now I have calmed down - I have given you so much preference that you don't know how high the sky is. Now, I will take back this preference. "

As the lady spoke, her charming expression disappeared.

Only a piece of ice remained.

And the voice of those words was as biting as the cold wind.

"Arthur, your talent is extraordinary, and your bloodline is even more astonishing. When the two are combined, you are already a being that people look up to.

However, you also made a mistake that all geniuses have.

You are proud!

Your pride has already been engraved in your bones!

You think your talent and bloodline are invincible.

You thought the Kratos family's secrets were invincible.

Therefore, you only have a quick glance at other secret arts and sword skills.

Even now, you don't understand the seriousness of the matter. "

The lady said as she shook out a long sword from her sleeve.

This long sword is a thin sword with a beautiful guard and a long and narrow blade, and has a strong North County swift sword style.

"You must have heard of the Gryphon Knights of North County, but have you heard of the North Wind Swordsmen of North County, Arthur?

Feel the sharp north wind! "

As soon as this lady spoke, the expressions of Malinda and the female sword master changed drastically.

The North Wind Swordsmen were a noble regiment of North County active at the end of the Holy Era.

Each one is a warrior who has been carefully selected and possesses ‘talent’.

Every member of the "North Wind Swordsmen Group" can be worth one to a hundred.

Therefore, the "North Wind Swordsmen Group" with only thirty members was always considered the strongest at that time.

Until the 'black' plague broke out.

Most of the "North Wind Swordsmen" suffered casualties.

The remaining half were killed and injured in the battle with the Holy See's elite 'Battle Sisters'.

Rumor has it that the 'North Wind Swordsman Group' left a reserve force to pass on the 'North Wind Swordsmanship', 'Polar Ritual' and 'Aurora Secret Technique'.

But it's all hearsay.

After the destruction of the 'North Wind Swordsmen Regiment', no one has seen this reserve force.

However, no one will deny the power of the ‘North Wind Swordsmen Group’.

Malinda and the female swordsman don’t know where Douglast learned the ‘North Wind Swordsmanship’ from, but the existence of the ‘North Wind Swordsmanship’ makes the balance of this competition begin to tilt endlessly.

"Arthur, be careful!"

The female swordsman couldn't help shouting.

Malinda did not speak, but the knuckles of the palm holding the pipe began to turn white.

Only Arthur remained calm.

The young 'spiritual medium' felt the cold wind blowing against his face and just asked softly——

"Have you heard the chirping of birds?"