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

With Desa's shout, the courtyard immediately came to life.


Two strapping men, over 2 meters tall and robust in build, with fierce faces, carried a carriage into the courtyard.


Except for the absence of horses to pull it, it was a complete four-wheeled carriage.


The guests watched the scene with their mouths agape.


Especially the merchants, who stared intently at the carriage as it was effortlessly lifted and carried from the gate to the front of Arthur.


Watching as the carriage was set down—


The carriage made a dull sound as it contacted the floor of the hall.


The two strong men had been as gentle as they could, but the carriage was just too heavy.


Although the carriage door was closed, none of the subtle noises inside escaped the sharp ears and eyes present.


For example, the Swordsmanship Chiefs of both Baron Korol and Baron Hausman.


Chapter 466 Reasonable and Legal... Extortion!