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, bleary-eyed from sleep, couldn't help but show his delight upon seeing Marinda.


And Marinda, holding a food box, had her cheeks slightly flushed.


Arthur stepped aside to welcome Marinda in.


Anyone who saw this scene would envy their relationship, after all, it's a sight usually reserved for the honeymoon phase of love.


But what happens when the honeymoon phase fades away?


And when indifference appears, arguments are not far behind.


As for always being in the honeymoon phase?


Either one party is constantly changing.


Just like Arthur and Marinda at this moment.


When the door of No. 2 Cork Street closed, Marinda hummed again.


The sudden remark did not leave Arthur puzzled.


He knew exactly why Marinda was irritated.


After obtaining the Barrier Oil from Rick, Arthur immediately smeared some by the door of the 'Spirit Medium Parlor'.


Chapter 512: New Crow!