They all call me Great Master-Chapter 400 - 397: The Hidden Puppy Watches Everything!

When the gaze of the unknown archer turned towards this spot, Arthur promptly maneuvered Wuni to flip over and hide in the recess formed by the eaves and the wall.

This recess formed by the eaves and the wall was just right for Wuni to hide in.

Although Arthur had absolute confidence in Wuni’s ability to conceal herself at night,

who could guarantee that nothing unexpected would happen?

Arthur always made it a habit to prepare for the worst.

And now, this caution had saved Wuni from disaster.

The archer’s gaze shimmered with confusion.

She confirmed that just now someone’s gaze was peeping at her.

Yet, there was nothing in her field of view.

Definitely not stealth or invisibility.

Under the enhancement of the "Eagle Talon Pattern" and "Dark Tenon Pattern," even the stealth and invisibility of an "Entrant" couldn’t escape her eyes.

But soon, the archer became excited.

’Just like Madam Susan said, a "big fish" has come!’

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The excitement in her heart didn’t stop the archer’s actions.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

One air arrow after another not only pierced through those who were destroying the sea’s defensive barriers, but the archer’s gaze also rapidly scanned the surroundings.

Then—

"Found you!"

the archer shouted excitedly.

Following that, she pulled her longbow into a full draw.

Hum!

The invisible air arrow turned into a gray arrow, and as the archer released her fingers, the gray arrow vanished instantly.

When the arrow reappeared, it was already caught between two fingers by a man cloaked in a hooded cape—his face was covered by the hood, but the exposed chin had a brown beard.

"Such archery and perception...

Are you Lady Valerie, the Countess of South Los’s Head Hunter?"

The hooded man asked politely.

"Yes, that’s me. And who are you?"

The archer admitted her identity and then asked.

The hooded man immediately laughed.

"You really are feigning ignorance.

However, I am willing to give you some hints—"

"In exchange, I hope you can persuade Lord Count to spare Horton.

After all, he’s still just a child."

As he spoke, the hooded man applied a gentle force, and "Death" wrapped around the gray arrow, which instantly brought about the arrow’s demise.

Crack!

The arrow shattered.

The remaining wind, vanished without a trace.

"Death wraps?!

You are ’Death Poetry Society’s Left Cantor Potterman!"

The Countess’s Head Hunter narrowed her eyes; her face’s excited smile grew even more fervid as she raised her hand, and a dagger hovered next to the archer out of nowhere.

The dagger was all black, carved from stone, adorned with intricate patterns.

Those patterns, upon contacting the air and the lighthouse’s light, seemed to come alive in an instant.

As the patterns on the dagger twisted and writhed, the Left Cantor of the "Death Poetry Society" sighed helplessly and disappeared on the spot, appearing far away on the sea surface and continuing to run towards the direction away from the Docklands, with a dozen pirate ships faintly visible in front of him.

Yet, the next moment, the ever-bright lighthouse plunged into darkness.

However, immediately after, something much brighter appeared.

The dagger!

The dagger lit up with a brightness many times that of the lighthouse and emitted beams as thick as arms, chasing down the ’Death Poetry Society’s Left Cantor over the sea and striking the pirate ships concealed in the ocean.

Boom!

One pirate ship after another exploded.

Hundreds of pirates were shattered to pieces by the explosion.

And the remaining pirates, they were not far from death either.

Indeed, they met even more gruesome deaths!

In the scorching brightness, the remaining pirates burned like torches, completely illuminating the sea.

Only Bloody John, who had hidden the farthest and had fled as soon as he sensed danger, was spared.

"The Sun Arrow!

It really is the Sun Arrow!"

This veteran pirate muttered under his breath and then shouted to the people around him.

"Run! Run!

This is definitely a trap!

Back to Coconut Island!"

Without another moment’s hesitation or observation, the old pirate turned the ship’s head and fled.

’The Sun Arrow’, one of Hercules’s twenty-seven props.

Moreover, rumored to be among the top ten.

Though he did not know why it was in South Los, with the ’Sun Arrow’ there, the old pirate knew he had no chance.

Even as an ’Entrant’, it would not do.

Unless he could find two other warriors of the same caliber, facing the incessant ’Sun Arrows’, he could only be worn down to death on the sea.

Bloody John ran.

The Left Cantor of the Death Poetry Society made a round over the sea and then returned beneath the lighthouse—only their voice, not their person.

"This too is my sincerity. I hope your excellency can persuade Lord Count."

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"Hah, you draw in the enemy and then eliminate them, and you call this sincerity?"

The Head Hunter of the Countess scoffed, clearly unimpressed.

And the ’Sun Arrow’ grew even brighter.

But it did not continue to emit light.

Because the Left Cantor of the Death Poetry Society was not even nearby.

"Escaped?

Really as slippery as an eel!"

After confirming, the Countess’s Head Hunter put away the prop borrowed from the Countess.

The lighthouse’s light brightened again, and the Countess’s guards appeared at the Docklands.

"My lord, the entire Old Lion team that infiltrated into South Los has been annihilated,"

a guard reported.

Everyone’s faces wore an exhilarated expression, but internally they heaved a sigh of relief.

After all, having learned of the news ’from the elite Hidden Guard team under Old Lion from Inner Bay infiltrating South Los’, their hearts had been hanging in suspense.

Everyone had been operating at full capacity in search of this team.

But all to no avail.

Fortunately, Madam Susan was there.

With a slight arrangement, she had wiped them all out.

"Hmm, continue to track any possible spies!"

The Countess’s Head Hunter instructed before heading towards the direction she felt being watched from.

Potterman had likely been around here before.

This Head Hunter hoped to discover more traces here.

Or rather...

Could Potterman have used people’s blind spots in thinking and hidden here again?

With that thought, the Head Hunter began a thorough search.

Unfortunately, after two rounds of inspection, the Head Hunter found no trace of that Left Cantor of the Death Poetry Society.

"Next time, I’ll definitely catch you!"

the Head Hunter declared and turned to leave.

However, about twenty seconds later, the Head Hunter returned.

The Head Hunter quickly inspected the area again, confirming no one was there before she truly left.

This time, the Head Hunter didn’t come back again.

She had really left for good.

After all, though the battle had gone well, the sea’s defense force field had been breached.

The Head Hunter needed to quickly inform Madam Susan to arrange for its prompt repair.

And just minutes after the Head Hunter had left, a cream-colored Labrador Retriever emerged from a nearby courtyard, tongues out, and disappeared into the night before dawn.