They all call me Great Master-Chapter 439 436: When Pulling the Trigger, the Bullets Fired are the Same, Regardless of Age!

Invitation Cards.

The items Marinda threw to Arthur were three invitation cards.

They were from Little Lisop and Dibwa, and the two nephews of Lord Bass.

The content was the same, expressing the hope to attend the ceremony of Marinda's inheritance of the title.

Almost the instant he saw these three cards, Arthur understood why Marinda had reacted the way she had—

This lady felt she had been 'set up.'

'Pride, making you feel a loss of freedom at that moment.

But this unfamiliarity makes you more hesitant!

You are unsure of my motives.

Even though it feels like a dignity infringement, you fear it might affect our collaboration, so...

you test me this way, and it even disgusts me, right?'

Arthur finally understood the situation and his lips curved into a smile.

"You do not think this was my arrangement, do you?" he asked with a teasing smile, looking at Marinda.

"Not you?

Then who else could it have been?"

Marinda was incredulous.

If it had been only Little Lisop, Marinda would believe it might be the young man acting on his own, but the cards included those from the two nephews of Dibwa and Lord Bass.

Don't assume just because Arthur had saved the two men, they would willingly send invitations to a title inheritance ceremony.

Even if they wanted to, it can't be possible.

Because, behind these men stand their uncles, those two Lords.

Unlike the Lisop Family, who are 'new nobility', the two traditional Lords surely wouldn't let their nephews commit such unbefitting acts.

In the interactions of nobility, it is absolutely not permitted to rashly appear at such significant events.

It would start from a small gathering.

Better yet, a private salon.

Unless there had been previous interactions—

For example: a certain family deep-rooted in South Los had already interacted with these nobles, and then, they would have initiated inviting by sending the cards.

In fact, not only did Marinda think this way.

Arthur himself was also guessing what was going on.

He was sure he had no connections with the Dibwa and Bass families.

And the Kledos Family?

Definitely not.

Arthur was very sure of that.

However, at this moment, faced with Marinda's questioning, Arthur did not provide further explanation.

"This was not my intention.

Perhaps it arose because of me, but...

I did not know about it beforehand."

Arthur shrugged, rolled off the bed, and walked straight to the washroom.

Marinda frowned behind him.

This lady believed that Arthur would not lie to her at such a time.

That only meant...

The initiative had been taken by the Dibwa and Bass families.

'Does the Kledos family have such an influence in South Los in secret?

To affect the Dibwa and Bass families?

Remember, those are the most loyal knights of that Countess...

Hmm?

Could it be that the Countess took the initiative?

Impossible!

She absolutely wouldn't have done that!'

Marinda just had this thought when she completely dismissed it from her mind.

She knew very well the personality of that Countess.

If it didn't genuinely affect South Los, the other party would not bother, even if many died, as long as South Los remained 'peaceful and prosperous', she could ignore everything, and if it could bring her more profit, that would be even better—that was how she had risen.

And as Arthur's strength and power were revealed, although he would be valued by her, it definitely would not reach the extent of 'showing goodwill.'

'What has happened?

Or is there some hidden situation I'm unaware of?'

Marinda pondered.

By the time Arthur had finished washing up and mounted the carriage with Pendragon in his arms, sitting opposite him, Marinda still hadn't sorted out her thoughts—and the more she thought about it, the more she felt as though she had overlooked something important.

This feeling was terrible.

Arthur, stroking Pendragon, glanced at the restless Marinda.

He knew that his 'overthinking' partner had started overthinking once again.

Under normal circumstances, this would not have mattered.

But today was different.

Today was the day the other party was inheriting the title.

Any error was unacceptable.

After all, the other party acquiring a title, obtaining a brand new identity, and integrating into the circle of nobility could only be beneficial to him.

Therefore, the young 'Spirit Medium' sighed inwardly and asked softly,

"Once, two children had an argument, where one child killed the other and was imprisoned by the local lord, yet that child did not know fear, because he knew he was still a child, his parents also told him he was a child, and they even persuaded others saying, 'this is just a child.'

What would you do, if you were in this situation?"

Arthur looked at Marinda with a smile.

He was easing his partner's tension in his own way.

It proved quite effective.

Marinda immediately diverted her attention.

"A life for a life!"

The lady said promptly.

"But what if his parents intercede?"

Arthur continued.

"Kill them too!

This child had an argument and killed someone, most likely under the influence of his parents, perhaps even instigated by them in secret. Indeed, if it hadn't been witnessed, even more outrageous things might have occurred!"

Arthur gestured for Marinda to continue.

"Kill, then bury the body!"

The lady continued.

"And if others obstruct?"

Arthur asked further.

"Regard them as accomplices, and punish them together—some matters cannot be passively observed, for if calamity befalls oneself, who would champion for me?"

Marinda said earnestly.

Then, the lady asked,

"How did that lord punish him?"

"He had a servant bring Food, but gave no utensils; the child who caused Death, claiming to be a child, asked the servant for utensils—'Knowing how to use utensils, not needing to be fed, you are no longer a child.'

Afterwards, he ordered the murderer to be hanged."

Arthur said.

"Ah, a suitable punishment."

Marinda nodded, then furrowed her brow again.

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"Such a lord should have a good reputation. Why have I never heard of him?"

Faced with the lady's query, Arthur laughed off.

He certainly couldn't say that he had made up the story just to divert your attention, right?

After all, how could such atrocious acts occur in the real world, right?

The young 'Spirit Medium' then handed Pendragon to Marinda.

"Pendragon just said that he wants you to hold him for a bit."

Pendragon: ...

Used as a prop, Pendragon slumped in his master's arms, defeated.

But Marinda was instantly captivated.

In the past, the lady had wanted to pet Pendragon but had not succeeded.

This time she could not only pet but also hold him.

It was truly wonderful.

Seeing Marinda holding Pendragon in her arms, Arthur breathed a sigh of relief.

Thankful for the cat's contribution!

The world is a harsh and unjust place, the universe is chaos, and the only eternal thing is pain... Wow, cat, it's a cat!

Sometimes just a word like cat or Mimi can make one feel a trace of warmth.

Not for any reason, but because in that moment, you have a cat.

Arthur thought to himself as he looked towards Baron Kemir's manor in the distance.

There, quite a few people were already waiting.