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

A faint sweetness and the unique aroma of mint spread throughout the room.


Alma stared blankly at the mint candy in her hand. She didn't know when His Excellency had slipped the candy into her jacket pocket, but at that moment, she was overwhelmed with emotion.


It was the first time Alma truly felt such care from someone other than her family.


However, upon seeing her brother and father, the astute girl would not let them mistakenly assume anything.


Right away, Alma recounted the scene when she first met Arthur and Marinda.


"Lord Kledos is truly a gentle and kind-hearted person,"


But, looking at his daughter holding the mint candy with a smile and his son with a look of exclamation, the retired assassin left the room.


He looked out the window in the outer room toward the distance.


At that moment, the retired assassin made a certain resolution.


Chapter 575 Winter Banquet!