They all call me Great Master-Chapter 478 - 475: Double Act!
The sound of the body hitting the ground was still echoing through Cork Street when text prompts appeared before Arthur's eyes—
[Slain 'Glast', XP+1000]
…
'He's really dead?!'
Arthur was taken aback and, involuntarily, his gaze once again fell upon Glast's corpse.
In Arthur's heart, he was sure that a behind-the-scenes pervert like this would have endless contingencies—that even in death, it was no more than a temporary retreat.
That they would inevitably return with a vengeance seemed the natural course of things.
Indeed, the reason he had been talking so much nonsense with Glast just now was to make preparations.
Using Fujin and Wuni as his eyes.
Using Kuliqi and Kiri as his nose.
With the assistance of hundreds of nearby rats.
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Arthur had made all the arrangements to track his opponent.
And also, he had mentally prepared himself for the possibility of a failed pursuit.
Who would have thought the opponent would actually die.
Such a death was certainly a pleasant surprise, but even more so, it made Arthur vigilant, using Glast's death as a reminder not to be careless in the future.
'You thought you knew everything about me and thus came out to strike directly, but as a result, you've gambled your own life away.
Glast, you are the truly arrogant one!
Your surveillance of me wasn't thorough, but you thought your strength could cover for everything.
And your guesses about me?
They were nothing but the greed that arose in your heart, completely clouding your judgment.
You deserved to die.'
Arthur mused to himself, and before the Female Swordmaster arrived, the roots of the "Death Serpent Banyan" had already dragged Glast's body underground.
Glast was dead.
But Glast's corpse was still useful.
Simply put—
Death was just the beginning!
The corpse after death, belonged to Arthur.
The soul after death, belonged to Arthur.
The spoils of war after death, still belonged to Arthur.
Was suffering just beginning?
No, no, no!
Being the young, upright, simple, and kind 'Spirit Medium' that he was, Arthur wouldn't let Glast endure too much pain. After getting everything he wanted, he would edit the soul, making it forget unnecessary memories and, if possible, even give it a chance to start over.
'Ah, kind as I am, it's always difficult to live in this world.'
Arthur sighed to himself.
Afterward, the young 'Spirit Medium' looked back at the previous text—
[Slain Mystic Side Person, XP+100]
[Slain Mystic Side Person, XP+100]
[Slain Mystic Side Person, XP+200]
…
The first two messages appeared after the Vest "Bandage Swordsman" and the Pseudo "General Puppet" disguised as 'Horton' had slain two individuals who looked like middle-aged twins.
The third message had appeared after Arthur himself killed the guy who had been impersonating him.
'Indeed, it's a gold belt for murder and arson!'
Looking at the XP that rapidly accumulated to 1400, Arthur couldn't help but think.
Compared to the gains of meticulously laid plans, such direct and clean results were truly intoxicating.
Even Arthur had some thoughts about it.
However, Arthur was even clearer on the troubles of dealing with the aftermath.
In densely populated cities, there are far too many eyes!
And, the act of killing innocents indiscriminately was something he could never do.
Unless…
The circumstances were special!
For instance: pirates!
Or for example: islands teeming with pirates!
'Horton,' huh?
Arthur thought of 'Horton', who had already gone out to sea with 'Bloody John'.
The islands overseas couldn't be considered dense cities, could they?
Killing pirates carried no burden on one's conscience.
If an entire island were pirates, that would be perfect.
He had to let 'Horton' have a big kill.
No one was more suitable than 'Horton', the strength of the General Puppet and Horton's own experiences made for perfect excuses.
As for why Horton suddenly changed his hidden style and became irritable and crazed?
It was naturally because he had been repressed for too long while in hiding, and now he was in an expansion period after gaining strength.
Everything made perfect sense.
It was just like how the Vest 'Bandage Swordsman' was essentially a secret technique, and the General Puppet was fundamentally a prop. Using a secret technique or prop to kill a Mystic Side Person would, of course, yield XP.
'There's another way to get XP now.'
Arthur thought to himself as he glanced seemingly inadvertently to the side before turning his gaze to the Female Swordmaster.
"Julie, I need your help with something.
Please help me investigate the name 'Glast'."
Arthur spoke directly.
The Female Swordmaster blinked, then quickly understood.
"Is that name a pseudonym?
Yes!
It must be, given this guy's style. If 'Glast' were his real name, it's impossible that we wouldn't have heard it before.
She must have other names.
And certainly other identities!
Leave the investigation to me, Arthur. And the 'Pale Hand' within South Los territory, and the possible existence of 'Theofact Psychic Cultivation Association', I will investigate them all."
The Female Swordmaster, speaking to herself, gave a firm answer to Arthur.
At the same time, the Female Swordmaster's gaze shifted to the still unconscious bodies of Eli, Walsh, and Doctor Lindster on the ground.
Her intention could not have been clearer.
She was asking if Arthur wanted to deal with them together.
Arthur shook his head slightly, without concealment, and gestured quietly towards a shadow to the side before saying in a low voice—
"I owe that person a favor."
"Is that so?
Then I'll leave it to you to handle, Arthur.
Of course, if you need anything, just let me know. As a friend, I am willing to help you deal with some matters you'd rather not face yourself."
Once again, the Female Swordmaster expressed her goodwill.
To this, Arthur was not surprised.
After all, his Talent was monstrous, his Bloodline was supreme, and now his swordsmanship had reached Entry-level. Such a talent with almost no weaknesses, it would be strange if the Female Swordmaster didn't try to recruit him.
Pity—
'You only see the surface, you never see my efforts!
Everything I have today, I've earned through my own efforts!'
Arthur emphasized in his heart, while outwardly, he nodded calmly.
"Of course, I understand.
Please send my regards to Lord Count.
We'll meet again tomorrow morning... no, this morning at Caesar Manor."
Arthur said with a smile.
The ceremony for Marinda to inherit the title had mostly been completed, with only the 'sending off guests' part left.
Compared to the previous tasks, the final wrap-up was almost insignificant, but as hosts, both he and Marinda still needed to make an appearance.
"Okay, see you this morning!"
The Female Swordmaster grinned, then turned to walk towards Dar Alley behind Cork Street—she planned to take a shortcut back to the Count's Mansion to report everything that had happened to the Lord Count.
And the events that would happen on Cork Street afterwards?
The Female Swordmaster believed Arthur would handle them well.
And she would not get involved anymore.
After all, to speak of 'owing a favor' was enough to suggest that it was a personal matter. Intervening in someone else's private affairs could cause discomfort.
Certainly, curiosity remained in her heart.
Somehow, the Female Swordmaster felt a bit envious of Marinda.
'Arthur is truly unreserved with Marinda.'
With such a sigh, the Female Swordmaster's figure disappeared into the night, and Arthur first signaled Marinda to wait a moment with his eyes before turning his gaze to the side.
The next moment,
The 'Bandage Swordsman' stepped forward, and with just one exposed eye, he stared fiercely at Arthur, practically bellowing—
"Tell me, who am I!"
