They all call me Great Master-Chapter 503 - 500: In the Tattered World of Adults, Here Comes the Little Kitty to Patch Things Up!

"Thank you for your protection!"

As he handed over the items, Rick said this.

His tone was increasingly respectful.

He bowed deeply as he paid his respects.

Dier did the same at his side.

As a 'subordinate' of the Kledos Family, a subservient attitude was naturally required.

In response, Arthur smiled and nodded.

Then, he took the notebook and the water bladder.

The notebook contained the entire process of completing the Barrier Oil without the need for a Hunter's Ritual.

The water bladder, naturally, was filled with Barrier Oil.

At this moment, Arthur had no intention of refusing.

He had performed so much, wasn't it all for the sake of gaining some additional benefits?

He put the notes and the Barrier Oil into the Bracelet of Carmen.

Compared to Atos's Box, the Bracelet of Carmen not only had a larger interior space but was also more convenient.

As for Arthur having spatial equipment, neither Rick nor Dier was surprised.

It would have been strange for someone with the Kledos Family's legacy not to have spatial equipment.

After securing the benefits he was entitled to, Arthur's face became serious.

"Be careful in the coming period, and everyone on the farm should remain vigilant until I figure out their true intentions!"

Arthur reminded them.

"Understood."

Rick and Dier nodded firmly.

Arthur's face broke into a smile once more

"Of course, if everyone gets bored, feel free to train Kuke and the other seven to your heart's content.

I look forward to the realization of their talents!"

Arthur said, as if in anticipation.

Realization of talents!

Rick and Dier exchanged glances.

They knew of Kuke's talents.

Aside from lacking spirituality, he was otherwise quite ordinary.

But Arthur's statement, "I look forward to the realization of their talents," what did that suggest?

It suggested that Kuke had talent as well!

They just hadn't discovered it yet!

Compared to their own assessments, they trusted the words of the family heir who had existed since the Golden Age even more.

"Don't worry, Lord Kledos, I will make them experience pain worse than death, as well as the advancement of their strength," Rick assured.

"Hmm, I believe you can do that," Arthur said.

At this point, Arthur suddenly took a deep breath.

This unexpected action left Rick and Dier slightly puzzled.

They confirmed that Arthur had indeed taken a sudden deep breath.

But sitting here, there was no need for it, right?

Was he trying to give them a hint?

But what hint could 'breathing' be?

Puzzled, the two escorted Arthur to the carriage outside the farm.

Arthur turned to look back at the group who were being whipped by a retired bounty hunter named Allen and wailing in pain. He couldn't help but whisper,

"Training is still training.

But if one could simulate the battlefield, could it not be twice as effective with half the effort?"

Having said that, Arthur boarded the carriage and slowly departed from Rick Farm.

Yet the eyes of Rick and Dier lit up.

"Simulate the battlefield?"

"The battlefield is sudden; it requires surprise arrows."

"Right, the battlefield is unpredictable; it also needs explosions and blazes."

The two exchanged words, quickly agreeing on the 'realism of the battlefield.'

Of course, they would need to remove the arrow tips.

The explosions and blazes also needed to be controlled.

They aimed to achieve a degree of 'bluff without injuring people.'

However, the occurrence of minor bumps and bruises was inevitable. Indeed, such 'minor bleeding' could help them get used to pain and not panic at the sight of fresh blood.

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Rick and Dier's words were overheard by Arthur.

Talent!

Arthur gave a considerable assessment.

These two really suited training others.

No!

Rather, the Rick Farm was actually a large training ground.

In the future, some of his subordinates could come here for training.

Not seeking to be very powerful,

but aiming to be able to protect themselves.

Arthur knew all too well that as his 'plate' grew larger, the risks grew greater. Any carelessness could lead to catastrophe, and Arthur definitely did not want his downfall to start with the assassination of one of his men.

As for someone following the Way of the Knight?

Well, some did follow it.

Those who had died had abided by the Way of the Knight.

Those who were alive were all heavily promoting the Way of the Knight.

Is it funny?

Not at all. This is reality.

It is also human nature.

"Sigh!

Pan, remember, aside from what Daddy says, don't trust anyone else's words—they all have ulterior motives, even those who seem to be doing you a favor and offering you great benefits are no exception.

Because pies don't fall from the sky.

Apart from Daddy, nobody will be kind to you without reason!"

While stroking Pendragon, Arthur was instructing his little kitty.

Meow!

Pendragon meowed softly in response, completely ignoring Arthur.

As Arthur's little kitty, Pendragon knew all too well that Arthur's words were the least trustworthy.

Others being kind to you for no reason might be because they covet your talent, beauty, or even your kidneys, but Arthur was different.

Not only did he have designs on you, he also wanted you to be grateful for it.

Such a villain!

Pendragon gazed at Arthur with a look that saw right through everything.

Arthur saw it.

Immediately, the young 'Spirit Medium' burst into laughter.

"You truly are a cat raised by me!"

The young 'Spirit Medium' praised in this manner.

Pendragon immediately lifted its cat head in pride.

Watching this scene, the young 'Spirit Medium' laughed even more joyfully.

"But Pan, have you forgotten that you are in my hands right now?"

Suddenly, Pendragon's cat face froze.

Instinctively, Pendragon tried to run, but was firmly held in Arthur's embrace.

"Pan, feel the fatherly love as heavy as a mountain!"

As Arthur said this, Pendragon immediately clenched its cat eyes shut.

Based on Pendragon's past experiences, at this moment Arthur would start to rub it vigorously with his hands, sometimes adding water, and occasionally with lemon in it.

However, this time was different.

With its cat eyes tightly shut, Pendragon felt the scruff of its neck tighten.

Subconsciously, Pendragon opened its eyes.

And then...

Pendragon found itself being held in Arthur's mouth, with the wet sensation, muddy words were resounding by its ears.

"Pan, do you feel the fatherly love?"

Pan: …

Such fatherly love could well be spared!

An inexplicable sense of shame filled the little kitty's heart, making its cat brain overheat.

But how could a little kitty caught by the scruff of the neck resist?

For the next dozen seconds or so, Pendragon dangled limply in Arthur's mouth, swinging back and forth.

Pendragon felt its cat life had become utterly bleak.

Pendragon wanted to die.

Arthur, triumphant, released his mouth grip and set the despondent kitty aside. He then took out the 'Paladin' Cultivation Method provided by Rick and began to browse it carefully.

After a moment, Arthur looked up and said softly—

"Just as I thought!"