Rusty Dragon

The protracted 'witch hunting' had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years' War,  and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise.
Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said—
"Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!"

They all call me Great Master

As Arthur carried breakfast bought from a small food stand, with today's newspaper tucked under his arm, and walked past "Eivor's Mobile Snack Stand" from West Mok Avenue into Cork Street, he encountered many early rising neighbors sending their children to school. The children at the public carriage stop each greeted Arthur enthusiastically, and he smiled and nodded back to each of them.


Being a "Spirit Medium", having cats, dogs, and birds, along with his performance at the "Swordsmanship Competition", Arthur's appeal to these children was absolutely stacked.


In other words, looking at Arthur made the children inwardly shout: Awesome!


Though they too had heard and even seen Arthur's performance at the "Swordsmanship Competition" and had praised his character,


when they interacted with Arthur in person, they thought more about the rumors of Arthur's 'misfortune'.


Chapter 399: Happiness that stems from naivety, is the beauty of life!