They all call me Great Master-Chapter 712 - 709 Words of the Snake III

Jacqueline left the ancient castle of the West Berlin Family.

Catherine immediately sprawled ungracefully onto a nearby cushion—filled with sponge and goose feathers and placed on a large armchair; the natural curve of the chair instantly provided a comfortable support.

Never doubt a noble's luxuries.

With power and money in their grasp, a noble's pleasures are always beyond a commoner's imagination.

Just like this cushion, even if Arthur had the money, he wouldn't buy it.

Instead of leaning on it, he'd rather turn it into gold and taste that instead.

Of course, not being willing to buy it didn't mean he couldn't enjoy it now and then.

So Catherine was surprised to find that Arthur was lying directly on the armchair.

Even...

He had taken off his shoes.

Immediately, the twin sister was stunned.

Catherine had prepared herself to be lectured by Arthur—she really hated those useless etiquettes, but when others saw her recklessness, they always couldn't help saying things like, "As a daughter of the Marquess of West Berlin, you should be this or that."

She listened.

But it agitated her even more.

So, after completely letting go, the twin sister decided not to listen to that nonsense anymore.

And she prepared her retorts.

But seeing Arthur like this, the twin sister's words reached her lips and couldn't come out; after quietly mumbling to herself, it eventually turned into—

"Arthur, I like this relaxed, unrestrained feeling, but aren't we a bit too relaxed?"

Lying there, Arthur bent his right leg, placing his left leg over his right knee, and started rhythmically shaking it, responding,

"No problem, I'm not streaking."

Catherine: …

But just ten seconds later, Catherine took off her shoes and started shaking her leg, mimicking Arthur's actions.

A sense of strange comfort along with the rebellious feeling against the usual teachings made the twin sister's cheeks flush with excitement.

Unconsciously, the twin sister looked towards Arthur.

She was curious.

What kind of person was Arthur Kredos?

Catherine unintentionally recalled various things about Arthur.

First, her father.

In dealing with Arthur, her proud and fierce father chose to cooperate cautiously.

Next, Delpock.

The usual Delpock, she didn't take seriously, but in that state, Delpock made her feel utterly terrified, yet even such a frightening Delpock became as lowly as a maggot in front of Arthur, not daring to straighten his back.

And then, that person!

Although she didn't know what happened, under those implications, it was very likely that person was done for.

'Really powerful!

To have such strength at such a young age, truly makes me ashamed.

And that casual demeanor...

I'm so envious!'

An unusual gleam appeared in Catherine's green eyes.

However, when Arthur looked up, the twin sister immediately averted her gaze.

Then, nonchalantly asked,

"What's up?

Is the roasted pork running out?"

"Yeah, bring me five more portions of roasted pork, remember to include the cumin chili sauce and some plum sauce, oh, and find me some lead."

Arthur nodded.

"Lead?

Alright, coming right up."

Catherine was puzzled by Arthur's request, but the twin sister didn't think too much of it or get up, instead, she just rang the bell on the dining table.

When the butler of the West Berlin Family walked in, he felt as though the sky had fallen.

What did he see?

The marquess's younger daughter lying there shaking her leg without any decorum.

How was this any different from the children of country villages?

Moreover, why was the Marquess's esteemed guest behaving in the same manner?

What had happened?

The butler wanted to say something, but in the end, he said nothing, as if he had suffered a major defeat in life. After he heard Catherine's instructions, he left the hall directly.

Bang!

The door closed.

And the moment the door shut, Catherine sat up, slapped her thigh, and burst out laughing heartily.

"Arthur, Arthur, did you see his expression?

It was just like he was constipated!

You don't know, this guy has been scolding me ever since he found out that father's favorite heir was my older sister. He's been lecturing me on how not to lose the dignity of the West Berlin family and constantly reminding me how I should behave after I get married.

Although what he said was true, it still annoyed me!"

After speaking, Catherine once again leaned back in her chair.

However, this time she did not lean into the middle of the chair but tilted toward the side where Arthur was sitting.

This was a subconscious gesture, one that Catherine herself did not notice.

Arthur did notice.

But Arthur did not mind, instead, he took the opportunity to ask,

"Believe me, he will get used to that expression eventually.

By the way, could you talk to me about your older sister?

I am quite curious."

"Of course."

Catherine did not refuse and began to talk endlessly about her older sister.

Meanwhile, as her twin sister began to speak, the twin who had already sprung into action sensed her sister's happiness through telepathy and couldn't help but sigh.

'Don't get sucked in!'

While advising her own sister internally, Jacqueline couldn't help but recall Arthur's display of strength.

Such strength was truly enticing.

It was like a candlelight in the darkness, attracting countless moths to hurl themselves towards it.

The twin sister quickened her pace.

She hoped the night breeze would cool her down.

But, to no avail.

When you need your reason to clearly tell you to avoid something, your reason has already checked out.

However, Jacqueline was not aware of this.

As the older twin sister, Jacqueline thought she was handling everything quite well.

Not only had she quickly returned to normal, but she could also still command—

"I'm sorry I'm late.

I was deceived by a traitor in the cult and was sent away from Doldot Port.

Now, I'm back!

It's time for us to seek revenge!"

Veiled, Jacqueline walked towards the 'Oriental' while rallying the followers of the Pain Church.

Although the Inland River Cult had launched a surprise attack and her father had killed many of the mid and high-level officials, the Pain Church, having operated in West Berlin for many years, still had supporters.

And there were not a few remaining.

They were just leaderless before, completely at a loss.

But as Jacqueline appeared in her role as a High Priest,

immediately, the situation reversed.

"Yes, my lord!"

"We shall make them endure pain!"

One by one, the followers of the Pain Church, as if inspired by a great force, furiously attacked the followers of the Inland River Cult.

And the church's remaining high officials silently followed this High Priest to the dock.

This was the beginning of the incident.

Naturally, it needed to end here as well.

The remaining high officials of the Pain Church thought as much.

While Jacqueline's gaze was fixed on the white passenger ship on the river.