They all call me Great Master

When the six-hour sleep period was over, Arthur awoke with a start.

The first thing the young 'Spirit Medium' felt was a sense of suffocation.

The next moment, Arthur skilfully scooped Pendragon from his stomach and hugged him into his arms.

Then, he closed his eyes again.

Who says you have to get up just because you're awake?

It wasn't as if he was at home, let alone living with his parents.

Most importantly...

He didn't have to go to work!

On such a day worth celebrating, going back to sleep after waking up was, without a doubt, the right choice.

Don't talk about how the plan for the day is in the morning, with six out of seven days a week spent toiling from dawn till dusk; what was wrong with resting on the remaining day?

People need to know how to rest.

Just like Arthur.

While holding his cat, he hummed his own adaptation, 'A pinch of belly, a roll of love, a slide, a crispen, a spread, please eat the zongzi...'

This melody inexplicably made Arthur crave barbecue and rice dumplings.

The crunchiness of well-roasted meat, dipped in cumin and chili powder, bursting with oil in one bite, followed by a bite of a date-filled zongzi—soft, sweet, and immediately enhancing the taste of the meat, especially after biting into the date and its unique aroma blended in the mouth. The most enjoyable part was teasing off the bits of date from the pit with the tip of his tongue and spitting it out afterward.

Looking at the shiny date pit brought such a sense of satisfaction that Arthur could eat two more zongzi.

He inadvertently swallowed.

Arthur remembered that in South Los, there were a few farms that produced glutinous rice.

As for zongzi leaves?

Reed leaves were quite common in South Los, abundant near many farms and manors along the rivers.

So, craving for them wasn't a difficult wish to fulfill.

However, foodstuff like glutinous rice, produced by only a few farms, still had to be ordered directly from the farms themselves and couldn't simply be bought in markets or shops.

Unless you were prepared to come back empty-handed.

After all, if it's food, it will be loved.

Some people might not like it, but others may love it deep in their hearts.

'I'll order some glutinous rice from those farms when I get back.'

Arthur thought as he started getting up from bed.

The young 'Spirit Medium' still smelled the fragrance of 'breakfast', even though it was already noon— with a compulsory six-hour sleep period and no longer needing to buy newspapers in the morning, Arthur's recent routine had become sleeping before dawn, waking up at noon for the first meal, having the second in the afternoon, the third in the evening, and one or two more as midnight snacks, depending on circumstances.

He didn't feel uncomfortable with this schedule at all.

On the contrary, eating midnight snacks brought Arthur immense happiness.

Is there anything that makes life feel more beautiful than food late at night?

Eating twice!

After washing up and changing out of his pajamas into everyday clothes, Arthur stepped out of the stone coffin, while a drowsy Pendragon continued to snooze on Arthur's bed.

At this, the corners of Arthur's mouth lifted.

According to the records, this was a normal reaction to digesting the 'Griffin Physique Potion'—horses in North County would sleep for 2-3 days after consuming it.

Although Pendragon drank less, considering his size, a 2-3 day sleep period was unavoidable.

After the sleep period, Pendragon would enter a phase of frantic eating to replenish energy and gain strength.

Meanwhile, the remaining 'Griffin Physique Potion' could be resumed and even increased in dosage.

When a whole vial of 'Griffin Physique Potion' was finished?

There was a high probability that Pendragon would ascend to a magical creature.

Of course, if he didn't ascend, it wouldn't matter.

The young 'Spirit Medium' would do his best to find 'Sunflowers' and then prepare more 'Griffin Physique Potion' for Pendragon to consume. Arthur firmly believed that as long as he took enough of the potion, Pendragon would eventually become a magical creature—amongst the 'Griffin Cavalry' of North County, there had been a noble commander who spared no expense to allow his warhorse to consume an entire vial of 'Griffin Physique Potion', fully ascending it to a magical creature.

And the regular warhorses?

Most of the time, they received just 1 milliliter of the 'Griffin Physique Potion'.

Consuming another milliliter would qualify them for the 'Griffin Cavalry's' 'Guard Troop'.

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They were also North County's elite forces.

Arthur didn't need Pendragon to become part of any elite forces; he just needed Pendragon to have enough power to defend himself.

'The advancement of the 'Griffin Physique Potion' is the 'Griffin Spirit Potion' and the ultimate 'Griffin Gale Potion'... These two potions are precisely what the 'Griffin Training Method' lacks, and if I get the chance, I can ask Marinda to look for them.'

Arthur thought to himself but didn't hold out much hope.

Given North County's emphasis on the "Griffon Cavalry," mobilizing countless people hadn't found the last two potions; relying solely on Marinda's power was clearly insufficient.

Unless her luck was truly against all odds.

Moreover, even if the Potion Formula was found.

The base materials required for the magic potion were likely elusive, and some might even have been extinct long ago.

In any case, it would be a matter of great luck.

The young 'Spirit Medium' didn't insist.

"Good afternoon, advisor!"

"Morning, Simon!"

Arthur greeted back, taking his 'breakfast'—a substantial serving of fried porkchop, at least 2 pounds, along with corn kernels, green peas, mashed potatoes, and an equally hefty portion of white bread. For the drink, he chose black tea, one of the options from teas.

These supplies, of course, were sent by Police Chief Westbron.

To appease Arthur, the Police Chief was willing to empty Mount Gale Town's grocery store, bakery, butcher shop, and cheese shop.

And that was after Arthur had explicitly turned down alcoholic beverages.

Otherwise, several barrels of wine would have been added to 'Yumir Manor' at the moment.

Even so, the supplies in the 'temporary kitchen' set up by Simon, Hunter, and Newt on the side still amazed all the housewives.

The substantial 'breakfast' made Arthur chew with great bites.

This sight brought a joyful smile to Simon, the part-time cook, while Hunter and Newt looked at each other, puzzled.

The two patrolmen began to doubt their lives.

Is it really that delicious?

Why don't they find it anything special?

Could it be that they missed the essence of its taste?

With these thoughts, the two patrolmen couldn't help but look again at the lunch on their plates, putting a piece of porkchop into their mouths, still finding it overcooked, dry, and lacking any juice, even when paired with black pepper, it couldn't hide the gamey taste.

It was quite average, wasn't it?

If Simon wasn't the cook, this kind of food would have provoked Hunter and Newt to violence a long time ago.

While Simon was delighted, and Hunter and Newt were perplexed, Arthur, who had finished his meal, picked up his tea cup and said softly—

"It's about time."

Suddenly, the three of them got serious.

Two days ago, Arthur had made it clear to the three that the following matter was not something they could take part in.

Hunter and Newt began to pack up their things.

Simon, on the other hand, took over the still-sleeping Pendragon.

"Meet me in Mount Gale Town."

As the three departed, Arthur reminded them again and 'saw' them off safely into Mount Gale Town. Fujin ascended, and soon he saw the approaching convoy and the exaggerated number of...

Scouts!

The convoy sent by Marinda was large in number, with over a hundred horses and carriages.

Such a large-scale convoy was naturally impossible to hide.

In fact, Marinda hadn't ordered Edwin to hide it; rather, they came to the Mount Gale Region in such an open and aboveboard manner—As soon as they left South Los, the convoy attracted attention from many.

With the spread of news about 'Yumir Manor' having a legacy from 'Hilt Tower,' more people were drawn to the convoy.

From Fujin's high vantage point, the convoy appeared to have about one hundred and fifty people.

As for the scouts...

Three hundred!

Double the number of the convoy!

Clearly, his and Marinda's initial plans were successful; they attracted enough people.

But not people of sufficient importance!

The copious number of scouts were just thrown out to test his attitude.

The real big fish were all hidden in the shadows.

Arthur was not surprised by this.

Moreover, he had already planned for it.

After rechecking his equipment, he took Atos's Box, and the young 'Spirit Medium' disappeared into the shadows of the ravine.