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

Arthur was taken aback, looking up at Potterman across from him, his eyes filled with surprise.


The Left Cantor of the Death Poetry Society flashed a hint of guilt across his face—


'The Kledos Family's attitude towards us is very clear, which is to respect us but keep their distance.


Similarly, this affects His Highness, the Holy Son.


But there is still room for turnaround.


Considering how His Highness, the Holy Son, treats Miss Caesar, our Holy Son shows the impulsiveness and passion of youth, yet he is also a person who strictly adheres to promises and will not shirk responsibilities.


We might as well create a fait accompli.


As long as our Holy Son learns one of the Seven Secret Arts of the Death Poetry Society, even if His Highness is unwilling, it will not change the fact.


Moreover, this is a rare opportunity for us to be alone with our Holy Son.


Once other members of the Kledos Family return to South Los, we will not have any more opportunities.


Chapter 417: I Never Lie!