They all call me Great Master

Ivan, crouching in a small alleyway on Cork Street, busily planted a bomb inside a snack cart disguised as something else, all while keeping a close watch on No. 2 Cork Street, hidden behind a large banyan tree.

1000 gold notes!

As long as he could block the owner of No. 2 Cork Street from leaving or injure him, he would receive this bounty!

The job had suddenly appeared at the 'Bounty Tavern' yesterday afternoon.

Everyone was shocked by such a big offer.

The 'Bounty Tavern' was located at the junction of the Shire District and the Dort District, not along Cicico Ruins Road but on the other side, on Boding Street.

No. 233 Boding Street's 'Water Lizard Tavern' was one of the 'Bounty Taverns'.

Of course, it's not that the Shire District didn't have 'Bounty Taverns'.

However, the 'Bounty Taverns' in the Shire District had an entry threshold; not everyone could get in.

Many mercenaries, bounty collectors, and bounty hunters sneered at such thresholds, but in reality, some of the really big jobs were at the 'Bounty Taverns' in the Shire District.

And the 'Water Lizard Tavern'?

Most jobs there were worth 50-100 gold notes.

Occasionally, there would be a job worth 200 gold notes.

Any more?

None.

Therefore, the offer of 1000 gold notes made everyone who was drinking at the 'Water Lizard Tavern' freeze.

The next moment, it was a scramble for the job.

Even though they knew who lived at No. 2 Cork Street, it was the same.@@novelbin@@

Never underestimate those who earn their keep from bounties.

They not only possess exceptional strength but also have incredibly good information networks.

Therefore, they were all too familiar with the reputation of 'Spirit Medium' Arthur Kredos.

But,

the job also mentioned, didn't it, that merely hindering him from leaving or injuring him would suffice, and it wasn't truly a head-on confrontation!

So, these people were full of confidence.

Ivan was one of them!

Ivan, who was skilled at using explosives, had always looked down upon the so-called 'Mystic Side'—he had killed at least two 'Mystic Side Persons'.

Maybe those guys had bizarre methods, but in terms of real combat power, Ivan thought they were just so-so.

Those Flame Arrows weren't any better than firearms.

And the so-called secrecy was a joke in the face of Explosives.

If one bundle of explosives wasn't enough, then use two.

As long as you keep layering them, even the most powerful 'Mystic Side Person' is bound to be obliterated.

Just like now, facing Arthur coming out of No. 2 Cork Street, the bounty collector already had two bundles of explosives in his hand—Ivan's plan was simple, to use two bundles of explosives to harass that 'Spirit Medium', and then, to ignite all the explosives in the snack cart.

What next?

He forcefully pushed in the direction of that carriage.

Then, just wait to collect the money.

Perhaps that 'Spirit Medium' wouldn't just be blocked or injured, he might even be blown to bits.

By then, he would definitely get a hefty bonus.

Thinking so, Ivan grinned.

Then, suddenly, Ivan sensed something off.

He heard heavy breathing that sounded like that of a large animal.

Instinctively, Ivan looked down.

And then…

he lost his head.

Kuliqi bit off the bounty collector's head in one bite and then leapt onto the roof of the building, using the chimney as a shield, leaping toward his next target.

From the moment Arthur left the house to the time he got into the carriage,

all four bounty hunters lying in wait nearby were taken down by Kuliqi.

And many more bounty hunters had their throats slit by Fujin and Wuni as they passed by in Silence.

Arthur's carriage started off slowly, and bodies began to fall gradually to the ground.

The Fresh Blood flowed slowly, as lifeless eyes stared after the departing carriage.

With the elevated view provided by Fujin, Arthur could clearly see the 'flowers' blooming constantly on both sides of the road as his black carriage rode past.

Crimson and vivid.

Resentful and fearful.

The blood and emotions of the corpses began to intermingle, celebrating for 'Death's' passage, and as one body after another fell, they were performing the 'Song of Death' with their lives.

Silence and withering song.

Life, at this moment, became cheap.

No!

It should be said to have become fair.

In the face of 'Death', everyone is equal.

But Arthur was an exception.

Because—

he was "Death" itself.

All along the way he killed.

Corpses lay everywhere, a testament to decay.

Edwin, the coachman, smelled the scent of blood. In fact, from just a moment ago, the scent of blood crazily assailed his nostrils.

'How many people have died?'

Edwin was not one who had never seen death.

Even, he had personally killed quite a number.

This coachman of Marinda had been through countless battles, big and small.

But the coachman had never experienced what lay before his eyes—

a sudden mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!

Without any warning, death had simply appeared.

Not one or a few.

But a group!

But swathes and swathes of the dead!

'Malz is probably going to be working overtime non-stop.

I hope he can hold up!'

Edwin started to adjust his mindset in his own way.

He was very clear about how these guys died; his subordinates were regulars at the "Bounty Tavern" in South Los, so naturally, he knew what had happened.

And this was also one of the reasons he became Arthur's coachman again.

Marinda hoped that Arthur could make it to Elta Square without any trouble.

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And the other reason?

It was to publicize her relationship with Arthur to more people.

'Perhaps the mistress also didn't expect Lord Kledos to be so "direct," right?

But it's good!

It's like clearing a piece of "business" for the mistress!

The mistress and Lord Kledos really have a spiritual connection!'

Edwin, of course, remembered the name Arthur had asked him to use.

On the surface, Edwin chose to follow Arthur's instructions, addressing Arthur as Arthur, but deep down, Edwin still gave Arthur his honorifics.

Not just because of Arthur's strength, but also because Arthur had always "cooperated" with Marinda's actions.

You see, his mistress had received news from the "Bounty Tavern" yesterday and thus had the idea of bringing the "Bounty Tavern" under her wing.

Previously, she had wanted to, but there had been no justifiable reason.

Now?

Not only did she have a reason, but those guys were also all dead.

Completely replaceable by her subordinates.

To put it simply...

Good riddance!

Having completely adjusted his mindset, Edwin started humming a country tune he had just casually adapted—

"Arthur, Arthur, so stubborn.

How's your garden doing?

Crimson blood, beautiful eyeballs, where are they buried?

The bodies line up in neat rows!"

This adaptation was just an impromptu creation by the coachman.

Nothing special.

But Arthur heard it.

The young Spirit Medium rolled his eyes, indicating Edwin's adaptation was really bad, then, he lifted his left hand and gently snapped his fingers.

Snap!

In the crisp sound, the Death Qi from those fresh corpses swarmed.

In an instant, vast amounts of invisible 'Death Qi' hovered above the carriage, moving with it, growing stronger as the carriage moved.

By the time the carriage arrived at Elta Square, the 'Death Qi' above had already turned into dark clouds in the eyes of the Gifted Ones, shielding out the last sliver of sunlight.

And in their ears, endless cries and howls of the Undead rang out.

The oppression brought by the pure condensation of 'Death Qi' directly made the [Spirituality] of the Gifted Ones tremble.

And when the carriage door opened and the young Spirit Medium stepped out slowly, the condensation of 'Death Qi' around him reached some kind of climax—

Thump! Thump!

The Gifted Ones at Elta Square fell to the ground one after another.

Their gazes towards Arthur were filled with horror, and in their hearts, there was only one voice—

This, was Spirit Medium Arthur Kredos?!