They all call me Great Master

The sudden palpitation did not cause Arthur to panic.

The young 'Spirit Medium' didn't stand up to look around either; he just sat on the horizontal log by the fire pit, discreetly surveying his surroundings.

The early autumn night brought chills and an increasingly profound darkness. The occasional cries of nocturnal birds added an absurd touch to the atmosphere.

But besides that, there was nothing worth Arthur's attention.

There was nothing to be seen in his field of vision.

There was no presence in his "Spirituality".

His "Death Intuition" did not flicker.

The "Vigilance Oil Lamp" also had no reaction.

But that momentary heart palpitation was definitely not an illusion!

'What exactly is going on?'

Arthur thought quickly in his mind, but his face became even more composed. He continued to add firewood to the fire pit with one hand while shifting his perspective with the other.

Let the 'Blood Descendants' hidden farther away in the darkness start patrolling around.

At the same time, Fujin, who was resting in the forest, also took flight.

A crow, Arthur brought only one with him, leaving the other at No. 2 Cork Street serving as a guard.

And soon, Fujin's extraordinary vision locked onto someone.

At the same time, the 'Blood Descendants' had also found a group of people.

'Two groups?

One should be from the Old Lion of Inner Bay.

The other one?

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Arthur was slightly surprised in his heart. As a young, upright, simple, and kind 'Spirit Medium,' he always remembered Old Charlie's teaching to 'be kind to others' and 'extinguish the family at the first sign of trouble.' How could there be so many people watching him?

'It must not be me!

Maybe it's Old Charlie who has provoked some lady again!

Or possibly Drake or Cassandra has caused some trouble!

The likelihood for Drake is higher.

For Cassandra, it's moderate,'

the young 'Spirit Medium' firmly thought to himself while memories surfaced of his uncle and aunt—the former, much older than him but still giggling and fidgety every day, had been involved in most of the few incarcerations Arthur remembered.

The most recent one was because of a club. His unreliable uncle Drake had said he would introduce him to the adult world.

Then, just as they stepped into the club, they ran right into Old Charlie coming out.

'Arthur has been begging me for ages, I had no choice!'

Because of that sentence, he was confined by Old Charlie for a week.

And Drake?

He was confined for a month.

Aunt Cassandra, on the other hand, was much better. Although she was cold and venomous to strangers, piercing their hearts with her words, she was gentle and warm to family. When he was under house arrest, it was Aunt Cassandra who stealthily brought him desserts, comforting his heart with sweets.

This aunt was someone who would generally not start trouble.

Of course, if someone provoked her, they would have to face the 'greetings of the Kledos Family.'

If linguistic talent could also be considered part of the 'Awakened Bloodline,' the young 'Spirit Medium' believed the 'Kledos Family' to be the top of the world.

Even against Divine Spirits, they could perform remarkably well.

Especially the ladies of the 'Kledos Family,' who could harness it to 120% Effect.

Revisiting memories of his former family, Arthur's expression relaxed even more.

He was no longer anxious.

Now that he had detected the presence of others, it was simply a matter of waiting.

What's next?

Leave it to time!

The firewood in the fire pit burned all night, and Simon woke up just before dawn.

Seeing Arthur keeping watch, the apprentice policeman immediately went to find more firewood to bring back.

It wasn't until the apprentice policeman had made Arthur a hot cup of cocoa that Hunter and Newt sleepily sat up. The two policemen moved closer to the fire pit, working the stiffness from their hands and feet, while checking Arthur's expression. When they realized he showed no sign of anger, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hunter, Newt."

Suddenly, Arthur called out.

"Advisor!"

The two men immediately responded with a bow.

"Today, I need you two to go ahead. Simon and I will depart 1-2 days later—we need you to get to Mount Gale Region in advance and find out everything about Yumir Manor.

Remember to be careful."

Hearing Arthur's reminder, the two policemen's hanging hearts were completely eased.

What they were afraid of was being targeted.

As for a task like this?

The two patrol officers both laughed.

They might not be good at fighting, but when it comes to gathering information, it was a piece of cake for them.

"Leave it to us!"

"Well, it's up to you now. I'll explain about the travel allowance with Malz!"

Arthur's words filled the two patrol officers with overwhelming joy.

Because, having previously made a mistake, both were in their punishment period, deprived not only of their salary and subsidies but also of the travel allowance for this trip.

However, they understood that with the advisor's recommendation, the police chief would surely provide them with a full subsidy.

If they handled the matter well, maybe their punishment period would even be removed.

Immediately, they ate breakfast with great enthusiasm and set off on horseback.

'Before gold coins, even kings doff their caps—let alone two patrol officers?'

Arthur was quite willing to do something that would cost him a tiny bit if it would motivate the agents.

And if that something was merely a word and didn't cost any of his own money?

Then it was all the more necessary to do it.

'Thank you for the generosity of Lord Count!'

With gratitude in his heart, Arthur gave an earnest bow towards the direction of South Los.

Simon at his side was completely confused.

But the apprentice policeman did not ask further, only keeping in mind the tasks that were his responsibility—

"Advisor, are we resting here for a day before leaving?

Or are we going to rest in the town ahead?"

"Let's stay here, the scenery is quite nice!"

Arthur said, smiling.

Tonight was the full moon, and he had left South Los in order to avoid the gaze of others, and this wilderness was just right—not only was there no one else around, but he also had his observers under control.

Especially the latter, Arthur cared about that quite a lot.

Particularly after discovering that the campsite had a fire pond that kept snakes and insects at bay, which troubled the observers, he decided that this had to be the place.

Not for any other reason, but simply in the hope that the snakes could eat a bit more.

After all, he had the "Dark Serpent" bloodline.

Even if it was a remnant, it still aligned him with the 'snake' camp.

"Then I'll go and hunt some game!"

Simon took down a longbow and arrows from the wagon and headed towards the nearby jungle, while Arthur wandered around with Pendragon, appearing as if he were admiring the outdoor scenery.

Soon afterward, he returned to the campsite with only a cursory interest.

But for the stalkers, things got tough.

The snakes around them seemed to riot and rushed at them.

Even though most of the snakes were non-venomous, the sheer number of them was still too much for the observers, and they couldn't stand it. After one of the stalkers was bitten by a poisonous snake, the group gave up.

Under Fujin's watchful eye, the people withdrew.

But the sole stalker did not retreat.

Far from retreating, they headed straight for Arthur's camp.

When this stalker appeared in Arthur's field of view, making sure Arthur saw him, the person removed the hood from their cloak, revealing a narrow face.

"Duke of the Inner Bay's advisor 'Sinclair' greets Mr. Arthur Kledos.

I am here on behalf of His Grace to invite you to be our guest at Inner Bay."

The individual introduced himself with a smile, extending an invitation that was clearly not well-intentioned.

This much was something Arthur was absolutely certain of.

The malice and mockery in the person's eyes were not at all concealed.

Arthur saw all this and showed a regretful expression that took the other by surprise.

As the other began to look puzzled, Arthur spoke up.

"It's not the 'Mechanism Master', the 'War Elephant', or the 'Blood Shadow's Thorn'?"

As he said this, the young 'Spirit Medium' sighed.

Instantly, the smile on the face of the Grand Duke's advisor turned to a hard, immobile expression.

Then the advisor's face darkened—

"Mr. Kledos, you..."

But before the other could finish, Arthur waved his hand to interrupt, and then, with a mysterious air, raised his hand and pointed upwards.

The sky?

The advisor of the Grand Duke was taken aback and subconsciously looked up.

Then their eyes narrowed in shock.