They all call me Great Master-Chapter 386 - 383 The Power of Inspiration!

Gold’s sword was not only fast but also ruthless.

The moment he drew his sword, its tip was about to pierce Little Lisop’s throat.

This sudden attack exceeded everyone’s expectations.

Leixide, the Head Hunter, did not react in time.

Neither did Little Lisop.

Because, in both of their eyes, everyone in South Town could betray them, but Gold would never betray.

This was a man who demanded of himself the standard of a "Knight"!

As a "Knight," what he valued most was honor!

Just before the sword tip touched Little Lisop’s throat, it was blocked by a force field—the Protection Copper Coin had taken effect. Shocked, Little Lisop quickly regained his senses and drew his sword to counterattack.

Clang!

Gold’s sword intercepted Little Lisop’s longsword.

The next moment, both men stepped forward, beginning to wrestle with the section where their longswords touched.

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Crack! Crack! Crack!

In the subtle, continuous collisions, both longswords emitted bursts of crisp sounds—

"Mystic Tools, huh?

What a pity!"

Gold glanced at the residual force field shield around Little Lisop and murmured softly.

"Why?

Why, Gold?"

Confusion was written all over Little Lisop’s face, his words filled with questioning.

"Why?"

A self-mocking smile appeared on Gold’s face as he seemingly heard those never-ending voices once again.

’Congratulations on winning the Ainhars Territory Swordsmanship Competition championship. Keep it up; you’ll soon earn the title of ’Knight’!

’Eradicate this gang of bandits, and you can earn the title of ’Knight’!

’This group of murderous bounty hunters is up to you to handle!

’The title of ’Knight’ is not that easy to achieve!’

’Thank you for your efforts; I have already applied for your ’Knight’ title!’

’Sorry, your honor is not enough for you to become a ’Knight’!

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’Sorry, I can’t wait for the day you become a ’Knight,’ and my family can’t wait either. I need to get married!’

’You coward! How can you think of fleeing your family after a few failures? Do you know how much we’ve already spent to get you the ’Knight’ title!’

...

Each voice, each time.

Each sound made Gold’s expression turn ferocious.

Each time made the murderous intent in Gold’s eyes boil.

"Of course, it’s because I enjoy doing this!"

In a low growl, Gold misstepped and, with a twist of his sword, flung Little Lisop’s blade outward while striking the younger knight’s chin with his elbow.

Bang!

In the dull sound, Little Lisop staggered backward.

The residual force field kept the lord’s son from falling unconscious, but intense dizziness appeared before his eyes.

Little Lisop shook his head, struggling to clear his mind quickly.

And Gold’s sword lunged at him again.

Whoosh!

Ting!

An arrow intercepted the attack as Leixide continuously triggered his hand crossbow, shooting rapid rounds that gave Little Lisop a chance to breathe.

Leixide drew the longsword at his waist, locking eyes with Gold and forming a pincer with Little Lisop.

Even though it was two against one, the Head Hunter’s eyes were wide open, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.

Nobody knew better than Leixide how formidable Gold’s swordsmanship was.

They had once fought side by side against robbers, and Gold alone, with a single sword, could take down seventeen men.

And him?

He was merely using a bow to restrain the enemies.

In Leixide’s view, Gold’s swordsmanship could definitely rival that of the ’Nobles’.

There’s no winning this!

Recalling Gold’s swordsmanship, Leixide quickly reached a conclusion and took a deep breath—

"Young master, please leave!"

Having said that, Leixide charged at Gold.

His swordsmanship, of course, was not comparable to Gold’s.

But as the Head Hunter of the Lisop Family, it was his duty to do just that.

Moreover, he had made a vow in the past.

Not to Lord Lisop,

but to...

the Countess of South Los.

As a spy of the Lord Count, even though he was not aware of what was exactly happening, he knew that South Town should not fall into chaos, and it should certainly not affect the whole of South Los!

His longsword thrust forward, but Gold easily dodged it, leaving the Head Hunter full of frustration.

’Damn it, I knew I shouldn’t have drunk!’

Leixide, looking helpless, watched Gold’s counterattack.

The Head Hunter wanted to dodge, but the alcohol-induced paralysis of his nerves had slowed his reactions tremendously.

He watched helplessly as the sword approached, unable to evade it.

Then, a fierce light flared in the Head Hunter’s eyes.

Can’t dodge?

Then don’t.

Leixide allowed Gold’s longsword to thrust towards his chest, his own longsword aiming for his opponent’s chest.

Gold frowned.

He looked at Leixide, puzzled.

He knew Leixide very well.

In some ways, they could be called friends.

He was well aware of some of Leixide’s past, more full of complaints than him, and in his mind, Leixide was the easiest to sway.

But now—

Clang!

His longsword lightly tapped, and Leixide’s longsword veered off course, sending him lunging forward due to inertia.

After tripping him up and watching him quickly get back up, he fearlessly held his sword against him again.

"Why?"

The Swordsmanship Chief and Guard Commander couldn’t help but ask.

"Because I like it, of course!"

Leixide grinned, retaliating with the same words against the Swordsmanship Chief and Guard Commander before him.

"Don’t you think it’s unfair?"

The Swordsmanship Chief and Guard Commander asked.

"Unfair?"

Leixide was taken aback.

He finally understood why Gold had done this.

Gold understood Leixide.

Leixide also knew some things about Gold.

Cheated by a former employer.

Abandoned by a lover.

Forsaken by parents.

He knew all these things, but he had thought that Gold had found a way to solve them, not like him, drowning his sorrows in alcohol daily and needing to rely on alcohol to sleep.

"Tch, you guy, always acting so convincingly, I thought you had come around!

Of course, what you are doing is unfair—you vent all the injustices you suffered on the people who were fair to you, is this your idea of fairness?

If you want your fairness back, why don’t you go after those who treated you unfairly?

Your swordsmanship is so good, wouldn’t it be easy to take them down?

Go kill them!

But what are you doing now?

Spreading your injustices and creating a bunch of guys just like you?

Ignorance!"

Leixide yelled loudly, then was knocked to the ground by Gold’s sword.

"Such a nuisance!"

Gold stared coldly at Leixide.

Feeling the pain on his body, Leixide, however, started to laugh.

With one strike of his sword, Gold could have killed him.

But he didn’t do it.

Gold wavered.

Knowing this, Leixide spoke again—

"Heh, you guy, not purely kind, not thoroughly evil, completely indecisive—just like me.

We are just a bunch of ordinary people with hesitations.

Whatever we do, we will regret it.

Do you believe if you had killed the young master, from now on, you would be tormented even more than you are now...

Because, you guy, still have a conscience!"

Leixide slowly stood up, staring straight at Gold.

And in Gold’s ears echoed those voices—

’Do you think it’s fair?’

’Do you want fairness?’

’I have a plan!’

’It can make you feel fair!’

…

’Is this the fairness I want?’

Gold asked himself as he fell into confusion and hesitation.

Due to Leixide’s words.

But even more so…

Little Lisop!

The sight of Little Lisop kneeling and praying to the ’Kind Father.’