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

Desa's act of kneeling on one knee had everyone in the hall bewildered.


Desa's respectful greeting made the already bewildered people in the hall start to buzz.


Why would that barbarian woman's servant pay homage and give a servant's bow to the 'Spirit Medium' of South Los?


Baron Korol and Baron Hausman's Swordsmanship Chief looked at Arthur with an added hint of apprehension in their eyes; no one understood Desa's strength better than they did, nor did anyone grasp the terror of that barbarian woman more clearly. If it wasn't for their earlier missteps, opting to give up titles and honors, even the Old Earl of South Los wouldn't have been able to shake the family's prestige in Barny.


Even after renouncing titles and honors, the current Lord Laurie still remained a servant to that family.


This strategy, akin to changing the soup but not the medicine, had initially gained everyone's approval.


Chapter 445: The Bloodline of the Barbarian!