They all call me Great Master

"Of course!"

Potterman replied without hesitation.

The Left Cantor of the 'Death Poetry Society' stared at Arthur with piercing eyes and said word by word—

"Death is not the end!

On the contrary, death is just the beginning!

It is the rebirth of everything!

And the death led by you will surely be my most perfect destiny!"

Unlike others who fear death.

The old members of the 'Death Poetry Society' are shockingly calm in the face of death, and because of this, lords everywhere remain vigilant.

Death has always been a major tool they use to govern the common folk within their territories.

And because of this, many small tricks have been born.

But if the commoners no longer fear death...

That's imbalance!

That's collapse!

The imbalance of their power!

The collapse of their affluent lives!

Arthur was acutely aware of this.

As an absolute aid to his Inner Bay journey, Arthur was quite attentive to the 'Death Poetry Society'—of course, Arthur would never ask Potterman whether he had seen 'everything after death.'

Words not conducive to unity should not be spoken.

Arthur already knew these things.

Even if it's the truth.

Or rather...

It's because it's the truth that it cannot be spoken.

Arthur sat there, looking at Potterman kneeling before him, and softly said—

"Your destiny is to fight under my banner until death."

"Of course!"

The entire body of the Left Cantor of the 'Death Poetry Society' trembled with excitement.

Isn't this exactly what he wanted?

Fight to the death!

Eternal life after death!

Everything, he had longed for.

"Your Highness, when do we start?"

Potterman eagerly asked.

Arthur, however, smiled and shook his head.

"That's something far distant.

Now?

It's just an act.

We need to give the bigwigs of Inner Bay a tiny bit of shock."

Upon hearing Arthur's explanation, Potterman was filled with disappointment but continued to listen intently.

"Leave it to me!

When you give the signal, I will execute it faithfully!"

Potterman promised.

Afterwards, the Left Cantor of the 'Death Poetry Society' respectfully bowed to Arthur.

This was a farewell.

And also an anticipation of meeting again.

After seeing the other party off, Arthur looked at the sun, now fully emerging from the eastern horizon, feeling the warmth of the morning light on his body, and stretched lazily.

'Too bad I didn't hear that long-missed crackling sound.'

Arthur greatly enjoyed the crisp sound his body made when stretching.

It was a signal after weariness.

And also the fireworks after labor.

Whenever it rang, it was time for Arthur to harvest.

But unfortunately, after coming to this present world, as his Physique grew stronger, he hadn't heard such sounds for a long, long time.

However, compared to this regret.

Arthur looked forward to his further growth.

'Ascend Step'!

What kind of scenery will it be?

Arthur pondered as he took out the communication crystal to contact the Countess.

In an instant, the Messenger Stone connected, and a serious voice from the Countess came through—

"The item you requested is already on its way.

You should receive it before lunch."

"Thank you for your generosity."

Arthur said, but the young Southern Lost Spirit Medium hadn't forgotten the Countess's declaration of war, without pausing, he straightforwardly asked.

"Are you trying to use the declaration of war to force back the Old Lion?"

The Countess on the other end paused slightly.

Then she openly admitted.

"Yes!

The territory is the foundation of the noble!

No noble can possibly give up their land!"

This, of course, was not wrong.

For a noble, land is the foundation of everything.

Without land, there's no population.

Without population, there's no taxation.

The consumables of a complete system are highly cherished by every noble.

Arthur would not deny these established facts.

But the Old Lion is different.

He had already seen the Old Lion's ambition—a mouth wide open, wanting to swallow the entire South County.

Compared to the Inner Bay, what is that?

"Did he retreat?

I think not, right?"

Arthur retorted.

This time, the Countess was silent.

When she joined the declaration of war, she always believed that even if the Old Lion did not retreat, he would at least hesitate.

But in fact?

The Old Lion didn't stir a tiny bit.

Under the watchful eyes of her stalkers, the other party was living normally in the inn.

Even ordered two extra portions of South Los Seafood Stew in the morning—which is the normal quantity for a family of five.

With the Old Lion's capability, eating that much was natural.

There's no need for concern.

What truly concerned the Countess of South Los was the report from the stalkers: the Old Lion was smiling the whole time.

Obviously, in a good mood.

This made the Countess of South Los uneasy.

The situation in the Inner Bay is far from optimistic.

Yet the Old Lion is so gleeful.

A sense of unease spread.

Just at this moment, Arthur's Messenger Stone flashed and vibrated.

Almost immediately, the Countess paid the reward originally due later on—she hated being in the dark now and wanted to know more.

Arthur clearly understood her thoughts.

But Arthur wouldn't provide answers to the Countess.

Because—

The key to this arrangement is time.

He needed more time to complete his plans.

Thus, at this moment too.

In face of the Countess of South Los's silence, Arthur also remained silent.

About four to five seconds later, the Countess spoke again.

"No!

He's business as usual!"

As the Countess of South Los spoke, her breathing turned heavy.

Even without seeing her, Arthur could guess she was now frowning, looking upset, possibly with fists clenched.

"Be patient.

Patience is the most excellent Quality.

And also the key to success."

Arthur said with a smile.

The breathing of the Countess of South Los became even more rapid.

Clearly, the Countess had reached the verge of an outburst.

Of course, Arthur couldn't let her explode meaningfully.

He said—

"Declare war!

Declare war on the Old Lion!

Three days later, decide victory outside South Los!"

"What?!"

The Countess of South Los was astonished.

"You already declared war on Inner Bay in South Los's name, so wouldn't it be normal to declare war on the Old Lion in your personal name?

You don't want the world to think you're bluffing, do you?"

Arthur's tone was more astonished than that of the Countess of South Los.

"How is that normal?

And!

I am not bluffing!"

Emphasized the Countess of South Los, but at this time, the more she emphasized, the more guilty she felt.

But for the sake of her dignity, the Countess of South Los had to stress this.

Of course, also for the answer Arthur provided.

And Arthur?

Glanced at the communication crystal and hung up directly.