They all call me Great Master

Is it enough?

Enough!

How could it not be enough?

It even greatly exceeded expectations.

Pistri Hamlet couldn't suppress a bitter smile on his face.

In the mind of this Young Lion, Arthur might lay out some plans in Inner Bay, but those plans would be limited to a single shop located in a secondary bustling area in Kilg Harbor, where the shopkeeper would be responsible to Arthur, and the remaining people would just be uninformed employees.

In fact, most people did exactly that.

Why are there so many secret police in Inner Bay?

Apart from Gleisa trying to gain credit with his father, it's because there are too many scouts in Inner Bay. The friend you drink and chat with might have a different identity.

Even married couples sharing the same bed might have extraordinary identities.

If you go further, you might control a group of gang members lurking in the Docklands and form your own gang influence.

At this stage, it's already quite remarkable.

It requires spending a lot of time, effort, and money to accomplish.

However, these are still under the surveillance of those secret police.

Or rather...

It's Gleisa's indulgence.

'Visible enemies are not enemies.'

Gleisa has said this more than once.

The Young Lion didn't like this proud brother.

However, the Young Lion had to admit that Gleisa made a valid point.

It's just that...

Even Gleisa probably didn't expect that the members of the 'Death Poetry Society' he relied on would turn out to be part of Arthur's scheme.

'It's a pity Gleisa is already dead!

Otherwise, Gleisa's expression would surely be worth seeing!'

Thinking about his deceased brother, the Young Lion sighed inwardly.

But immediately, the Young Lion's attention was drawn to another brother.

'Dieudonne! Dieudonne!'

The Young Lion gritted his teeth in his heart.

However, this Young Lion understood the importance of priorities.

Some things must be done.

But there is a sequence—

"You really surprised me.

I even suspect the chaos in Inner Bay is because of you."

The Young Lion exclaimed, his bitter smile growing more intense.

Arthur glanced over.

Performance.

Another performance.

Using a bitter smile to hide his true thoughts, then using words to probe.

'Progressing very quickly!'

Arthur observed him silently.

Then subtly influenced him.

As soon as the young man's words fell, Arthur started to laugh.

He said—

"Trust me, that wasn't my doing.

If it were me, once the matter became widely known, it would have been settled—I would have seized victory at that point.

And I would not have given my opponent any chance to recover."

Arthur spoke earnestly.

The confidence and calmness startled the Young Lion.

Like!

Too much like his father!

Unconsciously, panic emerged in the Young Lion's heart.

The influence of the Old Lion on his sons was far beyond what ordinary people could imagine.

Arthur saw it.

Arthur's smile grew even broader.

He continued—

"I'm not someone who likes to disguise, nor am I good at acting.

So, I hope you, Pistri, are equally candid.

I have shown my sincerity!

What about you?"

Arthur said, his eyes growing sharp.

The already panicked Young Lion felt the tension spread.

The lies he originally intended to tell unconsciously turned into the truth once they reached his lips—

"I don't have many followers, but I have 'authority.'

As the third son of the Duke of the Inner Bay, I have an absolutely legitimate 'authority.'

This authority is enough to entice the remaining Seven Major Families of Inner Bay, and I'm confident I can sway other members inside the Golden Lion Family.

Moreover, I have an absolute trump card!"

In Inner Bay, besides the Golden Lion Family, there are seven major families.

Of course, the so-called seven major families are merely proclaimed externally.

Internally, these seven families are attached to the Golden Lion Family, after all, they only rose thirty years ago—Inner Bay has no ancient nobles, and after the Old Lion brought South County into the 'Pioneer Era,' the surviving ancient nobles had long become local powers.

Or, their talents dwindled.

Most of those nobles in the territories are newly rising nobility.

This was the handiwork of the Old Lion.

Also the acquiescence of the Great Nobles of each place.

Even participation.

For—

Resources!

The saga of big fish eating small fish, small fish eating shrimp plays out in every era.

Even this time is no exception.

Baro Hamlet exploited this, treating Inner Bay's wealthy merchants and middle class as a cake on the table, ready to be divided.

The Young Lion also planned to exploit this.

Moreover, he intended to be more excessive than his uncle.

He planned to overthrow Tiansha.

To take down his uncle first.

Because, the Young Lion knew he was far behind and, to gain even a tiny advantage at this time, even with Arthur's help, some decisions against the ancestors had to be made to genuinely get a seat at the table.

Arthur was intrigued.

"An absolute trump card?"

Arthur asked.

"Dieudonne Hamlet!"

When the Young Lion uttered this name, it was through gritted teeth, his hatred almost tangible, but this didn't stop him from seeking a 'alliance' with Dieudonne—in fact, when facing his uncle, Dieudonne became his natural ally.

If Gleisa were still alive, he would never do such a thing.

But now, Gleisa is dead.

Dieudonne would definitely not let the Grand Duke's position be taken by his uncle.

As long as his timing was right, it would definitely achieve an effect beyond imagination.

Of course, this was also because of Arthur's presence.

It was because the Young Lion had Arthur's support that he dared to do so.

Unconsciously, the Young Lion glanced at Sean and Bonte.

He planned to flaunt the tiger's skin.

He wanted Dieudonne to misunderstand.

Misunderstand that he had been feigning all along.

Then—

Kill that bastard!

Arthur noticed the murderous intent in the Young Lion's eyes and guessed what he intended to do.

Alliance?

Yes, an alliance.

Even Dieudonne would think so.

But what the Young Lion really wanted was to kill.

To kill Dieudonne in the quickest, most unexpected way.

As for his uncle?

Naturally, he leaves it to Arthur.

No, it's not like that.

Arthur, who had been closely observing the Young Lion, didn't rush to a conclusion. After a moment of contemplation, he overturned his hypothesis.

Recalling the various things as the Young Lion appeared.

Arthur suddenly had an epiphany.

He understood what the Young Lion wanted to do!