They all call me Great Master-Chapter 219 - 216: Night of the Moon x Shadow of the Heart

Under Marinda’s gaze, Arthur lifted his right hand, his wrist angled downward, as he lightly tapped twice with his index finger.

"Below.

Below the Bell Tower."

The young ’Spirit Medium’ said so.

The ’Bloodline Clan’ had distinctive features; aside from remote mountains and wilderness, the only way to truly ’Hide’ was underground where no one could see.

And for the sake of convenience in their actions, no other underground area in any block was as convenient as the one beneath Elta Square.

Especially when both ’Bell Ringers’ were of his own blood descendants, it was even more convenient.

"Tch!"

Marinda let out another sound from her mouth, although knowing that she couldn’t keep the result hidden from Arthur, the thought of Arthur guessing so quickly still annoyed her, so—

"I’ve heard you and Linda Camille are quite close?"

Marinda asked with a knowing smile, her deep blue eyes revealing an unmistakable sense of delight.

As if she had already seen Arthur’s embarrassed face.

But the next moment, she was shocked to find.

Arthur was looking at her with a puzzled face.

"Eh? Didn’t I tell you?

She’s my little aunt.

Remember, as my lover, next time you meet, call her ’Auntie’!"

The young ’Spirit Medium’ emphasized.

Lady of the Eternal Night pressed her lips tightly together around her pipe.

’I’m not embarrassed; it’s others who should feel embarrassed!’

Arthur took to heart this maxim from the sages and, instinctually, he expanded upon it—if you think I’ll be embarrassed, then I’ll just drag you down into an embarrassing situation like mine and let you thoroughly feel that awkwardness, since I’m shameless and won’t feel embarrassed.

Looking at Arthur sitting across from her, smiling.

Once again crestfallen, Marinda clenched her fists tight.

Finally, Lady of the Eternal Night lifted her hand and knocked hard against the carriage.

Immediately, the carriage started to speed up.

"My people have already informed Harris."

Marinda’s expression became serious, and with that, a flicker of surprise crossed Arthur’s eyes—the young ’Spirit Medium’ was well aware that it was an established plan and Marinda wouldn’t bring it up again unless...

"That guy isn’t planning to?"

A smile appeared on Arthur’s face.

"He would like to, but his subordinates definitely don’t wish to."

Marinda took a puff on her pipe, the light flickering slightly, illuminating her beautiful features and the chill in her eyes.

Arthur immediately clapped his hands in collaboration.

"Quite the presumptuous fellow!

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I always thought he was just influenced by the ’association with the wrong crowd,’ but I didn’t expect him to integrate himself so decisively—most likely, he intends to have his subordinates kill your stalkers during his operation, all to report back to Lord Count in a ’clean’ manner, right?

Truly, clean."

Arthur exclaimed in admiration.

It was not an act; he was truly astonished.

Arthur marveled both at Harris’s reckless audacity and at Marinda’s far-reaching powers—the fact that ones sent by Harris for such tasks were his confidants, and yet those confidants had been bought over by Marinda was beyond belief for ordinary people.

Even Harris himself wouldn’t believe it.

But to Arthur, it was all too normal.

Nothing else, Marinda was just too generous!

Arthur had a deep understanding of Marinda’s generosity.

If it weren’t for a lesson learned from a ’Muck Cart,’ he would probably be fully cooperating with the lady, trying his best to demonstrate his value.

Unfortunately, after that lesson, he only trusted himself.

’Ah, one can only rely on oneself!’

Arthur reminded himself once more, and throughout it all, a smile remained on his face.

Having been quietly observing Arthur, Marinda watched as Arthur sighed and then smiled, gently rubbing her thumb that was pinching the pipe.

"What exactly is this guy hiding?

Not just ’Cat Faction.Hei’...

Is there more?"

Marinda wondered.

Arthur, without showing any change of expression, glanced at Marinda’s thumb that she had rubbed, and thought to himself.

"This woman is very likely to start speculating from ’Cat Faction.Hei.’ Should I reveal a little more?

No!

It’s still too early!

Wait a bit longer!"

A smile is an excellent disguise.

But it is precisely because of this that one attracts more attention. Arthur was very clear about this, so he smiled accordingly.

At least, this would give him some ’control’ over Marinda’s speculation.

Whether it was positive or negative—

"Hmm? He’s not revealing more?

Was my pipe-rubbing move too obvious?

Or...

Is he deliberately leading me?"

After waiting for a moment and seeing that Arthur did not speak, Marinda immediately thought to herself.

On the subsequent journey, no one spoke in the carriage. The young ’Spirit Medium’ leaned back in her chair as if dozing, while the Lady of the Long Night was engrossed in smoking her pipe. However, the hidden mental activity of the two was something even the moon could not bear to watch, hiding itself behind the clouds.

The bright moonlight disappeared, and vast shadows enveloped the carriage.

The coachman frowned and lit another carriage lamp.

But the two inside the carriage felt more comfortable than ever.

Some people are just naturally inclined to stay in the shadows.

However...

It is very rare for two such similar individuals to come together, get to know each other, and communicate.

Of course, such a situation is quite unsettling for most normal people.

Even, it is something that they would feel disgust and fear from the bottom of their hearts.

For example, Harris.

"You two bastards, just wait!

Your demise is coming soon!"

The newly appointed head of Rat Tail Alley walked into the Bell Tower of Elta Square, scanning the surroundings, and quickly found the secret passage leading down.

It was under a pile of miscellaneous items.

With a wave of his hand, the pile was pushed aside by an unseen force, revealing a wooden door studded with iron nails.

Harris waved his hand again.

The downward door was also flung open.

Immediately, a faint scent of blood wafted out.

"Heh, foolish fellow, didn’t even think to put in an extra door to isolate the smell!

Indeed, with the death of the ’Blood Marquis’ and the destruction of the ’Bloodline Clan,’ it is only right that it happened—any family with two or three idiots like that would be fatal!

However, this is good news for me!"

As Harris walked briskly downward, he kept thinking. As the scent of blood grew stronger, the disdain in the eyes of the new chief of Rat Tail Alley began to fade, and his expression turned solemn.

The downward passage was spiral-shaped.

About 30 meters in length.

Upon reaching the bottom, a huge pool appeared before his eyes.

A figure leaned against the marble edge of the pool filled with bloody water, soaking as if in a bath. Upon seeing this figure, Harris immediately bent his body slightly in a bow and said loudly—

"Rat Tail Alley’s Harris, comes seeking cooperation!"