They all call me Great Master-Chapter 715 - 712 The Serpent’s Speech VI

"Why come to the 'Oriental'?"

"To seek cooperation!"

"To save ourselves through cooperation!"

"Or rather...

Struggle!"

Jacqueline was well aware of her purpose for being on the 'Oriental', so she kept her demeanor as humble as possible.

She not only prepared to cooperate with Marinda as much as possible, but she was also prepared to give up everything.

However, Jacqueline had never imagined that Marinda would use such a method.

She chose to resolve the deadlock between her and Catherine in such a formal manner.

If she became Marinda's sworn sister, then both she and Catherine could seek Marinda's protection, and Marinda could openly involve herself in some of Seberlin's affairs, unless...

Her father expelled her and Catherine.

And wasn't that what she wanted?

Nevertheless, this approach came with substantial risks.

First, there was her father's attitude to consider. Without enough strength, such a move would simply be suicide... hmm, with Lord Kledos present, was that not certain?

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Even if Lord Kledos were formidable, he was still just one person!

Even if Lord Kledos could annihilate the entire Port Doldot, he certainly couldn't manage Port Doldot himself!

Seemingly perceiving what was on Jacqueline's mind, Marinda picked up the orange tea, and the flames ignited the pipe.

As the flames flickered, on the surface of the Inland River, near the 'Oriental', a fleet of ships appeared.

They were the escort fleet agreed upon between Marinda and Arthur.

Seeing the fully armed members on each ship, Jacqueline breathed a sigh of relief.

But there was a third point!

Her older biological sister!

The elder sister her father considered the true heir: Yekaterina Otto von West Berlin.

Marinda smiled, however.

"Do you trust Arthur?"

"Absolutely!"

"I completely trust Lord Kledos!

Otherwise, I wouldn't be here!"

Jacqueline said with certainty.

After speaking, the twin sister stood rooted to the spot.

If she had chosen to trust Arthur, what more was there to hesitate about?

What was she worried about now?

In that moment, Jacqueline figured it out.

"My dear sister!"

Without any hesitation, the twin sister immediately picked up the hem of her robe and bent over.

Marinda stood there, accepting this obsequious gesture.

If following the noble protocols, the process would be extremely complicated, even requiring preparations to start six months in advance and involving 5–20 various banquets, salons, and so forth.

Fortunately, neither Marinda nor Jacqueline required such red tape.

Marinda did not have the energy for it.

Jacqueline, meanwhile, wanted to leave West Berlin as soon as possible.

When Jacqueline straightened her back, Marinda had already signaled for the twin sister to follow.

A small boat docked beneath the 'Oriental'.

Old John served as the boatman.

Marinda stood at the bow, while Jacqueline took a step back, maintaining her respect for her sworn sister.

Behind them, the twenty ships of the escort fleet followed.

Under the cover of night, shortly thereafter, the special fleet docked at the pier.

By that time, the pier had already quieted down, but the scent of blood and gunpowder lingered in the air, occasionally punctuated by flashes of light.

Marinda walked towards a ruin.

When about two meters away from the ruin, the lady stopped, her azure eyes fixed on a shadow.

The discovered Miller emerged, wearing a look of resignation.

The Head Hunter of the Marquess of West Berlin was a middle-aged man of tall stature with a rather ordinary face, wearing a black hunting outfit streaked with gray, two black painted daggers hung on his chest, a hand crossbow strapped to his left arm, and what appeared to be an empty right hand was silently pulling on some nearly invisible strings.

Undoubtedly, this exceedingly skilled Head Hunter had set extremely dangerous traps around him.

And that was that reason Marinda had stopped.

The traps, under the lingering power of the "Holy Light," were undeniably revealed.

The remaining "Voodoo Power" even allowed Marinda to clearly perceive the caution, guard, and a hint of malice from the Head Hunter of the Marquess of Seberlin.

Although that hint of malice flashed by, Marinda had captured it.

About this, the lady surely knew why.

It was simply because of the current situation at Port Doldot.

Clearly, the Head Hunter of the Marquess of Seberlin attributed everything that happened tonight to her and Arthur, the outsiders.

Marinda did not explain much.

There was no need.

It was not possible anyway.

Apart from Arthur, no one could make her explain.

The lady simply looked indifferently at the Head Hunter of the Marquess of Seberlin and spoke without any fluctuation in her tone—

"Two guests from the 'Oriental' have disappeared at Port Doldot."

As her words fell,

Two hundred private soldiers... no, members of the Escort Fleet moved past the Head Hunter of the Marquess of Seberlin and stormed into Port Doldot.

Miller watched these fierce enemies with wide eyes, but the Head Hunter of the Marquess of Seberlin dared not make a rash move.

Because of Marinda standing before him.

Just by standing there, she gave Miller a suffocating sense of danger.

And his "Spirituality" even warned him to stay away.

But out of loyalty to the Marquess of Seberlin, the Head Hunter gritted his teeth, stood his ground, and his right hand started to tremble slightly.

"Are you sure?" Marinda asked.

Her voice still had no fluctuation.

"Loyalty!" the Head Hunter of the Marquess of Seberlin shouted, swinging his right hand abruptly.

Fourteen transparent threads were about to envelop Marinda.

But they were ineffective.

The threads cut through Marinda's body, but the moment they did, she turned into smoke and passed through them.

And when Marinda turned into smoke, her previously invisible aura suddenly filled with an oppressive power.

"'Ascend Steper'!" the Head Hunter of the Marquess of Seberlin exclaimed.

Using the inheritance left by her parents to temporarily experience the strength of an 'Ascend Steper,' Marinda naturally did not explain anything. The lady simply willed it with her mind.

Bang!

The fist formed from smoke heavily struck the face of the Head Hunter of the Marquess of Seberlin.

Instantly, the Head Hunter of the Marquess of Seberlin passed out.

Jacqueline, who was nearby, breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing that Miller was only unconscious.

Although she was eager to flee Seberlin, this elder twin sister still hoped her future days could be a bit safer.

Thus, unnecessary killing was necessary.

"Don't worry, I am not a person who delights in killing," Marinda said.

Old John, standing nearby, twitched at the corner of his mouth.

This old pirate wanted to ask Marinda, if not a person who delights in killing, then how did she come by the title 'Lady of the Eternal Night'?

However, the old pirate did not dare at this moment.

'Ascend Steper'!

'Lady of the Eternal Night' is actually an 'Ascend Steper'!

Who could have expected this?

Marinda's glance swept over Old John, very satisfied with the effect of her strike.

Then, the lady looked towards a direction in Port Doldot, her heart filled with infinite emotion, followed by an unprecedented excitement—

'Is this your plan?

You clever devil!

Come, let me lend you a hand!'

With a smile in her heart, Marinda once again exhaled a thick ring of smoke from her mouth.

The next moment, the thick smoke turned to mist.

Immediately after, the mist surged.

In an instant, countless Undead appeared faintly visible.