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 looked across the dining table at Marinda.


He knew that this was Marinda laying out their plan to him, but he needed to confirm more things.


He scrutinized Marinda's expression closely.


"Eagle Eye" and "Insight" were both lit up like searchlights.


Suddenly, Arthur breathed a sigh of relief.


The young "Spirit Medium" stood up and walked over to Marinda, extending his right hand palm-up—


Arthur looked down at Marinda, his gaze tender and his mouth curved into a smile.


Under the candlelight, the already beautiful Marinda looked even more enchanting, especially her deep blue eyes that moved like waves.


It was as if he was truly seeing the ocean.


Anyone who saw Marinda at that moment would be captivated by her beauty and amazed by the charm of her eyes.


But at that moment, Marinda was looking up at Arthur.


Chapter 434: Competing to Cross, Competing to Cross