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 thought of the "Death Poetry Society".


According to Potterman's description, the "Death Poetry Society" had a considerable degree of cooperation with the Old Lion of Inner Bay!


You have to know, he is "Death's Child"!


With the help of the "Death Poetry Society", it shouldn't be difficult to approach the Old Lion's gold mine.


But aside from Potterman, the "Left Cantor", the "Death Poetry Society" also had a "Right Pastor"!


Compared to Potterman, this "Right Pastor" Aeherlad, was of more concern to Arthur.


Although he had never met the person, and Potterman didn't provide more information about them, Arthur could guess that the current "Death Poetry Society" was always under their control.


If he wanted to truly utilize the "Death Poetry Society"'s power, he must obtain their approval.


Arthur stroked his chin, then shook his head.


He knew too little about the "Death Poetry Society".


Chapter 435: Suspect the Doubt, Not the Person!