They all call me Great Master-Chapter 453 - 450

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The bracelet before her was undoubtedly a prop of secret technique caliber.

For members of the Mystic Side, it was valuable enough.

But for a member of ’Pale Hand’ lurking in the shadows, it was somewhat unimpressive.

Therefore—

’Does the name Islan hold any special meaning?

Or...

Is it a trap?’

Arthur thought to himself, his gaze lingering on the nickname ’Old Lion’ for a second before putting himself in the perspective of Glast.

The latter had sent out a rookie like Walsh.

Clearly unafraid of any exposure.

Or rather...

Welcoming Walsh’s exposure was precisely what he had wanted.

They knew that if Walsh were exposed, he and Marinda, in their quest to root out the one behind the scenes, would certainly play the long game and not move against Walsh.

And that would be walking right into Walsh’s trap!

The purpose was to use Walsh to draw his and Marinda’s attention to ’Bloody John’, and it would be even better if they acted against ’Bloody John’.

A ’Grand Funeral’ would surely follow.

Clearly, ’Bloody John’ had realized this, hence that slight deviation, and prepared for a counterattack.

’What a bunch of old silver coins!

To plot against a young man like me, completely lacking in martial virtues!’

Arthur thought to himself, yet showed no sign of it.

He had decided that after spotting the stalker, he wouldn’t give away even the slightest hint; after all, as a young man, his lack of experience meant his full attention was on the safety within the manor and on Marinda who was pregnant.

Glast’s strategy?

’Bloody John’s countermeasures?

He didn’t know!

He wasn’t even clear on what was happening.

This young, upright, naive, and kind ’Spirit Medium’ was entirely focused on Marinda!

Therefore...

With the reminder from him, Marinda could quietly investigate behind the scenes.

More?

All were Marinda’s own decisions, what did they have to do with Arthur Kredos?

With this in mind, Arthur raised his head to look upstairs.

Between the door crevices, Linda, feeling guilty, retracted her figure as Arthur looked up.

But Marinda did not move, watching Arthur’s seemingly smiling expression, instinctively feeling that Arthur was plotting something mischievous.

However, she did not have time to inquire further.

Because—

Julie had arrived.

Representing the host of South Los, the Countess was here.

Today, the Female Swordmaster was still dressed in her Swordsman’s Outfit, but adorned with a pure black overcoat.

The overcoat, made of wool, bore embroidery of thunder and storm at its cuffs.

The left cuff featured a white lightning bolt.

The right cuff had a grey swirl representing a storm.

The two symbols intertwined as the Swordsmanship Chief moved forward.

Thunder, Storm!

The family crest of the South Los House.

Some called it ’Thunder Storm’, others ’Storm Thunder’, but members of the South Los Family preferred to refer to themselves as ’Descendant of the Thunder God’ or ’Child of the Storm’.

Which title to use?

That depended on which branch of the South Los Family you were dealing with.

However, this was a question to ponder only during the Silver Age.

Following the end of the Seven Years’ War, the ’Storm’ branch of the South Los family had already suffered heavy casualties on the battlefield, leaving only the ’Thunder’ branch.

In fact, many in the current South Los Family consider the ’Storm’ to merely be an extension of ’Thunder’.

Dressed in an exquisite pure white Swordsman’s Outfit, Marinda descended from the upstairs with a smile, greeting the Swordsmanship Chief who represented the Earl of South Los; golden wheat sheaves dangled from the red ribbon on her chest, bouncing up and down with each step of the noble lady, attracting everyone’s attention to Marinda at that moment.

Her delicate features and unique presence became even more pronounced when donned in that pure white Swordsman’s Outfit.

Especially those deep blue eyes, which effortlessly drew people in.

But no one present dared to let their thoughts wander,

Because—

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A pitch-black figure appeared beside the white figure.

All of Arthur’s attention was directed at Marinda, with a tenderness in his eyes that let everyone know what to do.

If they did not know?

Then Malz, Bob, Kuke, Scott, Wiggins, Haywood, Little Lisop, Fengter, Goodrian Ernest, Erwin Dibwa, Zhukov Bas, and Desa from Barny would let them know.

The Countess’s Female Swordmaster glanced inconspicuously over her shoulder at the person behind Arthur before her gaze settled on Marinda—

"Marinda, today you are a breath of fresh air to everyone here and will surely be remembered for a lifetime!"

With that, the Female Swordmaster’s gaze shifted to Arthur.

It was obviously meaningful.

It served as a joke to lighten the mood.

Arthur responded with a smile and a nod, signaling his acknowledgment.

Marinda, on the other hand, warmly took the Female Swordmaster’s hand and said,

"Sister Julie, the ceremony will not start for a while; let’s go upstairs and rest a bit first."

The Female Swordmaster did not refuse.

It was not only proper etiquette but also because she felt Marinda gently squeeze her hand several times.

Clearly, there was something afoot.

Subsequently, the Female Swordmaster ascended the stairs alongside Marinda.

Thanks to the considerable fortune invested in constructing Kemir Manor, otherwise, with the Female Swordmaster’s physique, it would have been impossible to walk shoulder to shoulder with Marinda.

At a usual height of 2.5 meters and a robust build, this lady always seemed like a wall at any given time.

Walking?

That would be a moving wall.

Linda, evidently seeing such a tall and sturdy Female Swordmaster for the first time, could not conceal her surprise but didn’t panic. Instead, she greeted her very politely.

"Hello, my name is Linda Camille."

Camille?

In an instant, the Female Swordmaster knew the origin of the young girl before her and immediately a smile appeared on her face.

"I have met Ms. Camille several times, and she indeed left a deep impression on me.

Whether it’s her abilities or her demeanor, she is truly exceptional.

At that time, the ’Staff Group’ hoped Ms. Camille would join, but regrettably, she turned them down."

As she spoke, a look of regret crossed the Female Swordmaster’s face.

"Mother has too much to deal with.

She’s even reducing her sleeping hours every day.

Recently, she has been away on business trips all the time."

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Linda looked at the Female Swordmaster apologetically, feeling sorry for her mother’s absence.

This caused the Female Swordmaster to wave her hands repeatedly, indicating she meant no harm and was merely asking out of curiosity. Meanwhile, Marinda whispered to Linda—

"Dear, could you get me a glass of orange juice?"

"Of course."

Linda nodded with a smile.

She clearly understood that she couldn’t be part of the upcoming conversation.

And Linda was not bothered by that.

After all, Arthur was downstairs.

If possible, she would prefer to spend more time with Arthur, as…

Family.

Once the room was left to just Marinda and the Female Swordmaster, Marinda looked at her with a serious expression and sincere eyes.

The Female Swordmaster immediately tensed up.

She knew Marinda’s way of doing things; if Marinda showed such an expression, it had to be a matter of great importance.

And indeed, it was—

"I hope I can bear Arthur’s child.

No!

To be precise, I hope to carry Arthur’s child right now!"

Her straightforward declaration left the Female Swordmaster frozen in place.

After a good ten seconds, the Female Swordmaster finally scratched her head and asked in bewilderment—

"Do you want me to drug Arthur? That doesn’t seem right."

While saying it wasn’t right, the Female Swordmaster’s eyes gleamed with excitement, and her lips curled into a grin she couldn’t suppress.

Moreover, the next moment, she pulled out a potion from her belt pouch and whispered—

"Potion Master Quin’s masterpiece, drink this and you’ll be successful on the first try!"