They all call me master

Chapter 690 Port V

It is not enough to have a name.

It also requires a special communication channel and voice!

For the former, Yura has already deciphered it with his many years of being a believer.

And the latter?

Yura imitated.

Every conversation with the high priest and the saint lady, Yura would record it in his heart.

Then, learn little by little.

Although there would be some flaws in what was said in person, if only the communication stone was used, Yura was 100% sure.

After all, not every priest and deacon had seen the two with their own eyes and heard the voices of the two with their own ears.

However, to be on the safe side, Yura did not summon the priests and deacons who had seen the two with their own eyes and heard the voices of the two with their own ears.

Not only are those people unstable factors.

But also because...

She still needs time!

The 'Church of Pain' also needs resistance!

Only if these guys hold back the people of the 'Inland River Church' can they put enough pressure on the remaining people and allow her to take the position smoothly.

Thinking about her plan, Yura couldn't help but smile triumphantly.

She will succeed!

Although she paid enough price, she will succeed!

As long as she succeeds, everything will be worth it.

However, Yura still felt distressed when she thought about the two "divine graces" given by the high priest and the saint in order to let the Nanlos "medium" hold back.

If she was allowed to use these two "divine graces", her strength would be no problem to go further.

'It's impossible for the Nanlos "medium" to use up both "divine graces" so quickly, right?

Items given by "divine graces" like this must have been carefully selected.

So...

I still have a chance! '

Faced with great success, Yura's thinking began to turn to maximizing benefits.

As for the contract?

While the contract is there, it is of course worth abiding by.

After the contract is completed, everything naturally needs to be replanned.

Lucius stood aside, looking as if he was about to say something but stopped.

The young Avenger didn't see what Yura was planning, but when Yura contacted the priests and deacons in the church in the name, voice and secret channels of the high priest and the saint, the young Avenger saw it with his own eyes. Facing Yura's trust, the young Avenger was very moved, but the young Avenger instinctively felt that it was inappropriate and shouldn't be done.

Contradiction, entanglement.

Then, he fell into pain again.

Yura saw it.

Feeling more clearly.

The lady whispered-

"Lucius, I hope you stand behind me.

I can only trust you unconditionally.

Others?

I'm worried."

The lady had a good grasp of Lucius.

In fact, when these words came out, Lucius's pain became more intense.

And under this level of pain, Yura felt a little bit of power increase again.

'Not bad! Not bad!

Keep it up! ’

Eula was cheering in his heart, but on the surface he was staring at her solemnly. Even when the lady reached out to touch Lucius’ cheek, there was a hint of affection in her eyes.

Just like the real thing.

No!

For Lucius, it was real.

“Okay!”

Lucius replied.

The answer was decisive, but the pain in his heart was even greater.

Eula was very satisfied with this.

The lady turned around and walked out of the cabin.

With the arrival of the ‘Orient’, the martial law at the Dortmund Port Terminal was lifted, and the guests on the ‘Orient’ had already disembarked.

Eula and Lucius were not abrupt.

And in the bathroom?

Joe was still murmuring.

As always.

…

"The castle of the West Berlin family was built in the late Holy Age. It took 10 years to reach its initial scale, but it only had a main building that served as the only defense facility. It looked like a tower converted from a mill. The rest was made of wood, including the most important walls.

Even the so-called military camp could only accommodate 20 people.

In addition, there were only 3 horses in the entire castle.

When the war broke out, the ancestor cried bitterly because of the death of a horse in the war."

The Marquis of West Berlin stood in the magnificent castle and told Arthur about the glory of his ancestors.

After more than two hundred years of development, the West Berlin family is no longer as shabby as it was at the beginning. Not only has the entire castle become luxurious and solid, but the internal secret facilities make the entire castle warm and bright. On the 12-meter-high wall, groups of guards patrolled seriously, and the cannons facing outward made the peepers terrified.

"Come, I'll show you the core of the castle."

The Marquis of West Berlin said generously and boastfully.

It was like a true host welcoming his most distinguished guest.

However, both knew that this was only part of the cooperation -

because only in the core part of the castle was it secret enough.

"Jacqueline, you go and supervise the dinner.

Catherine, let the band play the music of Nanlos."

The Marquis of West Berlin instructed his two daughters.

Then, he did not forget to explain to Arthur.

"My eldest daughter is temporarily unable to see guests because of the death of her fiancé, and my second daughter has temporarily moved out of the castle because of her fiancé."

The owner of West Berlin said as he walked forward.

Jacqueline and Catherine bowed slightly to Arthur and turned to leave.

The twins behaved as usual, without any abnormality.

Just like the Marquis of West Berlin.

Arthur admired the performance of this family.

How to say it?

To call him the best actor is an injustice to this family.

Following the Marquis of West Berlin, Arthur walked straight to the deepest part of the castle.

A tower hidden in the middle of the castle.

Looking at this tower that looked like a mill, Arthur subconsciously thought of the original castle of the West Berlin family, and the Marquis beside him nodded.

"Yes, this is the original castle.

The current castles are all expanded with it as the core.

And it?

It has also become indestructible under the transformation of my ancestors from generation to generation!"

The West Berlin Marquis looked proud.

Then, the owner of West Berlin walked straight inside.

[Death Intuition] did not flicker.

Arthur still felt carefully, and only walked in when he confirmed that there was no danger.

The space in the tower was smaller than expected, and the layout was even simpler.

Bed, chair, desk and bookshelf.

When Arthur's eyes swept over, he paused slightly on the bookshelf full of books, and then looked at the West Berlin Marquis who was sitting in a chair, looking relaxed.

"People need to rest.

Only rest can make people more wise.

Thank you for the gift of our ancestors."

The owner of West Berlin said with a smile, and directly raised his feet and prepared to take off his shoes-this was a completely subconscious action, a habit developed by the Marquis after resting thousands of times.

So, when his palm touched the shoes, the Marquis realized that there was someone around him.

"Ah, sorry, I'm being rude."

After the Marquis admitted his mistake, he immediately changed the subject -

"Now, can you tell me the whereabouts of that person?"