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

Julie's face rarely showed such solemnity.


Seeing such gravity from the Countess of South Los's guards prompted them to hold their breath and patrol their posts with even more focused attitudes.


Because they all knew the strength of the Female Swordmaster wasn't just from her Giant Bloodline. Her own swordsmanship was also exceptionally remarkable. Coupled with the Giant Mystique, Supernatural Defense, and a long lifespan, these guards were aware that their Female Swordmaster would become increasingly powerful as time passed.


She might even become an existence like the Countess herself.


But for such a formidable Swordsmanship Chief to look so grave, what had happened?


Could it be that South Los was facing some sort of crisis?


Unconsciously, a sense of anxiety appeared in the hearts of the guards.


Madam Susan stepped out of the room and immediately sensed the change in atmosphere.


"Julie," she said, "a bet is a bet. Go clean the Lord Count's stables before you leave."


Chapter 491 Madam Susan!