They all call me master

Chapter 878 Fishing Ⅰ

Although he used a secret technique beyond his level, this member of the ‘Teofat Psychic Order’ was too familiar with the ‘distortion field’.

Almost at the moment when the ‘distortion field’ appeared on his body.

This member of the ‘Teofat Psychic Order’ recognized it.

At the same time, a ray of enlightenment appeared in his heart -

‘Not only can I travel through space, but I can also attack with the secret technique of space transfer? !

Just by unlocking the seal, I can master this level of skills...

What a terrifying talent! ’

This member of the ‘Teofat Psychic Order’ was horrified.

He had never seen such a terrifying talent.

And when this thought came up, this member of the ‘Teofat Psychic Order’ was about to stop the ‘distortion field’ at the same time.

But, it was too late.

Bang!

This member of the ‘Teofat Psychic Order’ was directly shattered.

Under his own ‘distortion field’, the other party’s body was completely destroyed.

Blood and flesh flew everywhere.

Ripples appeared in the space.

Bistry appeared again.

The old lion cub ignored all this and rushed straight to the woman in the distance. The woman was in a very bad state. There were several deep scars on her body, especially on her face. Two scratches spread from the forehead to the chin, and the flesh on her cheeks and chin rolled to the sides.

Especially the eyes, the two eyeballs were completely scratched.

Other injuries were easy to deal with. Bistry was sure to find someone to help the woman in front of him heal, but the eyes were blind, the eyeballs were rotten, and there were even many missing cases. Bistry was not sure.

The old lion cub raised his hand and was about to support the staggering woman.

Pah!

The woman slapped the old lion cub's palm.

The woman tried her best to make her staggering body completely lose the center of gravity and fell directly to the ground. The wounds on her body spurted blood with this vibration.

Bistry hurried to support her again.

The woman raised her hand and pushed away the hand that was stretched out in front of her.

"I don't need your pity.

I don't need your gratitude.

You don't owe me anything.

I have nothing to do with you."

There was still hatred in the woman's words.

But more of it was unwillingness.

This unwillingness was like a rotten sugar orange, with bitterness and astringency mixed in the sweetness.

She couldn't take revenge.

She couldn't take revenge.

Because her 'two sons' didn't want her to do this.

This pain made her heart full of unwillingness.

She didn't want to see Bistry again.

At this moment, the woman was extremely glad that she was blind.

"Oh, it's good to be blind."

The woman laughed dryly.

She felt that this was the comfort given to her by her 'two sons'.

She rubbed her body and climbed up, turned around and walked towards the dock area.

The deep night covered the blood and wounds on the woman's body.

Soon, the night swallowed up the woman's figure.

Only a few black crow feathers on the ground rose with the night wind.

After a while.

When the crow feathers also merged into the night, there was nothing left.

All that was left was Bistry standing there in a daze.

He thought he could help her.

He thought he and she could make peace with each other.

But that was just what he thought.

The night wind blew slowly.

The young cub of the old lion looked around.

Bloody corpses and broken walls.

Scarlet and dilapidated.

The picture formed by the two stimulated his [spirituality] in the most direct way.

Huh! Huh!

The [spirituality] was about to jump again.

But Bistry tried his best to stop it.

The more active the [spirituality] was, the more he knew that if he continued like this, he would be dragged into the abyss of ‘spiritual distortion’.

He would become a madman.

Or, a fool.

The most likely thing is that he would become crazy first and then stupid.

Whether he was a fool or a madman, it was not what Bistry wanted.

So, he stopped it all.

Breathe, breathe. Breathe in, breathe out.

The young son of the old lion used the secret technique of the Golden Lion family to adjust his state. In fact, the Golden Lion family has more than one way of meditation that can quickly adjust the current state, but no matter which one, you need to prepare incense and candles in advance, and you need to stay still.

This is something that Bistry can't do at all now.

The young son of the old lion adjusted his breathing while quickly running outside of Kilger Port.

Kilger Port is extremely dangerous for him now.

The danger comes from-

Dieudonne Hamlet!

His brother.

Dieudonne, who is much closer than his eldest brother Gresa.

At the moment the seal was broken, he was sure that the seal was cast by Dieudonne, and the guidance between the [spiritual] would not be wrong.

'Is the scene in front of him caused by him?

He wants to kill his brother and father? '

Bistry couldn't help thinking in his heart.

Although he didn't think Dieudonne could do this from the bottom of his heart.

You know, Dieudonne has to face their terrifying brother and even more terrifying father.

The former made Bistry fearful.

The latter?

It was despair.

No one understood the power of the old lion better than Bistry.

Just emotional excitement can kill hundreds of elite soldiers in an instant - the guards guarding the Lion Palace are all good soldiers in the military camp.

But so what?

His father was happy and a lot of them died.

His father was unhappy and another group died.

No guard could dodge that invisible blade.

Except Dearbach!

The other party is the only guard whose three-year term has expired, and the only character who has risen through the ranks.

Pestri knew very well that this was a role deliberately cast by his father.

The purpose is to allow more people to follow.

‘Our strength is not only our own strength, but also...

Machiavellianism! ’

His father's words were still fresh in his memory.

It can even be said that it will never be forgotten in a lifetime.

Because when the old lion said these words, he had just twisted off the head of the maid next to him - although it was someone else's secret, she was also the maid who had been with him for ten years.

He couldn't bear to do it.

His father took matters into his own hands.

He didn't want to see the body.

His father tied him to the corpse.

The body pressed tightly against him, blood flowed all over him, and the head hung on his chest.

Three days.

Three days of nightmare.

So, he started to escape.

It was at that time that he began to hate and fear this family so much that he hoped to find some warmer place.

only……

failed.

The outside world is also scary.

bright.

But, there is more darkness.

The complicated emotions caused Pestri's breathing to become disordered.

He had to stop and readjust.

But at this time, he discovered the difference——

He saw a person.

A fisherman.

Close to the inland river, even away from the urban area of ​​Kilgore Harbor, this kind of fishing is not uncommon.

Even more.

Because there is no tax to fish here.

But what really attracted Pestri was the fishing gear the fisherman used.

The fishing rod is very ordinary.

The fishing line is also very ordinary.

But the fishhook is a straight hook.

Moreover, not to mention the straight hook, it is still one foot away from the river surface.

‘How do you fish? ’

The old lion and the young boy were stunned.

The fisherman chuckled softly——

"The fish is hooked."