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

In Elta Square, Arthur saw Bern from the Joel Jock Swordsmanship Club and a somewhat unfamiliar face in the area designated for the top eight contestants.


It wasn't surprising to Arthur that Bern was there.


The other party was originally in the same division as Little Lisop.


After Little Lisop volunteered to pledge his allegiance to him yesterday, it was not difficult for Bern, with his strength, to qualify from the division.


What did surprise Arthur was the other contestant.


Clearly, the fight between the three sons of Lord Bern's family allowed this contestant, also from the Joel Jock Swordsmanship Club, to take advantage of the situation!


Why was he sure it was the Joel Jock Swordsmanship Club?


Because the contestant wore clothing emblazoned with the lettering and emblem of the Joel Jock Swordsmanship Club!


Chapter 403: The Top Eight!