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

When Gleisa Hamlet appeared again, he was already by Achisto's side.


Achisto, who had been waiting, immediately bowed in salute upon seeing the Grand Duke's Eldest Son suddenly appear.


Achisto was mentally prepared for the presence of this great figure.


Although Achisto knew he'd been licking the wrong side of the boot, he had performed arduous tasks without credit for merit, and what's more, he had created an opportunity—


An opportunity to completely eradicate the 'Pain Church'!


As for how much this great figure loathed the 'Pain Church,' Achisto was well aware.


Gleisa cast a glance at Achisto, taking in his subordinate's expression, and his dissatisfaction grew.


For this Grand Duke's Eldest Son, making mistakes was not frightening.


What was frightening was the refusal to acknowledge mistakes while still fantasizing about reward.


This was something he absolutely could not tolerate.


Chapter 649: Gift. Continued!