They all call me master

Chapter 836 Late Ⅱ

Time passed by minute by minute.

Jimt's lips turned up.

From very early on, the wandering knight had doubts about Barrow Hamlet.

Not only because Jimt never trusts people easily, but also because Jimt saw the shadow of his kind of people in Barrow Hamlet.

The vague sense of hiding is like the peek of a poisonous snake in the bush.

He smiled.

And the other party?

It is done with stupidity and arrogance.

That look really resembles Carlal.

And if it's Karar...

Then his purpose will be achieved.

Last night, he brought a group of followers to Baron Singer's mansion, and used Baron Singer's confidant as the messenger to spread the news about 'the Lord Barrow and the little lion sharing a lover' - Jimt believed that , that confidant is not a strict-spoken person, let alone a strong-willed person.

So, the message has been passed on.

Tonight comes.

No!

Maybe by the afternoon, the news will spread almost throughout the inner bay.

Jimt took a deep breath.

His purpose was achieved.

Now……

Gotta run!

If you don't run, you won't be able to leave.

“Baron Singer, I feel like we could have a deep conversation, and for the sake of this conversation – I feel like we could change rooms.

Your study room smells a bit too big. "

Jimt looked at Baron Singer's crotch.

It was wet there.

The smell is extremely pungent.

Apparently, it’s not just the small ones.

"Okay, okay."

Baron Singer nodded repeatedly.

Without any hesitation, the baron walked out.

Although he was a little arrogant and made the baron look a little stupid, Singer was not a fool. He could tell that there was a chance of survival here.

Without hesitation, the baron walked out.

As for Lord Barrow?

Live the present first and then talk about it. If you can't live now, then there will be no future.

‘At worst, I’ll give half of the Walnut Street property to that gentleman. ’

Baron Singer was thinking in his heart, and his pace began to speed up. Even though his thighs were greasy, it did not slow down the Baron in the slightest.

"Sir, we can go to my drawing room."

said the baron.

Compared to his study room, this living room is more private.

Of course, there are no traps inside.

The baron simply didn't want anyone to see him in embarrassment.

However, after the words fell, no one answered.

Immediately, the baron turned back quietly.

When he found no one behind him, the baron opened his mouth and shouted——

"Come……"

After blurting out one word, the baron's voice stopped abruptly.

He thought about his dilemma.

Then, the baron ran quickly to his bedroom.

About five minutes later——

"Someone is coming! Someone is coming! There is an assassin!"

The drawn-out tone and sharp voice echoed in Baron Singer's mansion.

By this time, Jimt had already run away.

It's just that I ran far away, but I didn't really escape.

A man appeared in front of him.

The other person has a slender figure, an expressionless face, slightly narrowed eyes, and twinkling eyes.

The most concerning thing is the long sword on the opponent's waist - the length of this sword is more than half of the other long swords. Although it is still in the sheath, it is very cold.

The moment Jimt saw the man, he stopped.

The man, on the other hand, walked slowly, as if taking a walk.

Every step is leisurely.

But every step made Jimt's face become more ugly.

Because every step taken by the opponent blocked the route Jimt wanted to retreat, and every step was based on the subtle changes in Jimt's body muscles.

‘Seen through! ’

Jimt sighed inwardly.

At the same time, looking at the other party's young face, Jimt also guessed the other party's identity.

Joel Koeman!

The opponent's age and sword were too conspicuous.

As for Joel Koeman's performance for Barrow Hamlet?

Very good!

It’s so good!

Jimt cheered in his heart.

If it was not easy to confirm Barrow Hamlet before, then Jimt has confirmed now that Barrow Hamlet has taken action, and it is a big move. Otherwise, the relationship between Joel Coman and himself will never be exposed - - As we all know, Joel Koeman was trained by the Golden Lion family, and a few people know that Joel Koeman is a 'stepping stone' for the younger generation of the Golden Lion family.

With this premise, Joel Koeman is destined to only follow the orders of the old lion.

But now, it's because of Barrow Hamlet.

This is simply incredible.

It's impossible under normal circumstances.

unless……

Divert your gaze.

‘What is this guy going to do? ’

Jimt was thinking in his heart, but the smile on his face became more sincere.

"Good morning, His Excellency Joel Koeman."

Jimt greeted.

Joel Coman, who was on the opposite side, completely ignored him and just lowered his head and looked at the sword at his waist.

The next moment——

Clang!

The sword came straight out of its sheath.

Then, he slashed towards...

Joel Koeman!

The ‘talent’, or bloodline, of the Novia family: control of metal.

With Jimt's strength, even the anchor of a Caravel sailboat can dance like an arm.

Controlling a sword is even easier.

But this sword stopped in mid-air.

The tip of the long sword was pointed directly at Joel Coleman's neck, but it was unable to move forward at all.

"You touched my sword."

Joel Koeman spoke.

Hoarse and cold.

Jimt's hair stood on end.

Without thinking, Jimt jumped to the side.

puff!

Where Jimt originally stood, the stone floor was cut into pieces, and then traces of melting began to appear.

It was like a red-hot knife cutting through butter.

Jimt turned his head to check, and when he saw this scene, his pupils shrank.

Entering the level?

No!

Cutting stone slabs is a breeze.

But the melting feeling that followed, definitely not.

‘Are you one step away from climbing the stairs? ’

Jimt thought in his heart, and without hesitation, he directly used his trump card.

Snap!

With the sound of glass being smashed, Jimt disappeared from the spot.

Joel Koeman was stunned.

Then, the young swordsman walked straight in a certain direction.

At this moment, many people in Beit Londohat Port were waiting expectantly, excitedly, or nervously. They were staring at their prey like hyenas on the grassland.

Then--

The prey was getting closer.

Everyone saw the white 'Vostok'.

Close.

Closer.

We will dock at Rondohat Port soon.

Then……

The "Oriental" sailed away again.

Everyone was stunned.

They looked at the "Oriental" getting further and further away, and couldn't help but scream from the bottom of their hearts——

what happened?