They all call me Great Master-Chapter 491 - 488: Stealing the Nation!
Arthur looked at Wil Koss with considerable surprise.
He had quite an impression of this wealthy yet honest, timid, and hemophobic fallen noble, although it was all because of Linda Camille.
But being willing to pretend to be the 'murderer' in the 'Human Chair' incident to win favor with Linda Camille was something that Arthur could not help but give a thumbs-up for, and to sigh—
What an idiot.
Yes, just an idiot.
Not a moron.
Calling him stupid would somehow sully that love.
Even if unrequited, Arthur was willing to give that 'love' its due respect.
Idiot was just about right.
After all, happy is the fool who is too silly to worry.
It was just like Wil Koss at the moment, probably getting caught in the self-pity of 'I was here first,' 'We were childhood sweethearts,' 'Why did this newcomer break our love.'
Unfortunately...
He wasn't blond.
Otherwise, the next words out of his mouth would be, "I kicked with all my might."
Sapir looked at the suddenly appearing Arthur, with surprise in his eyes, too.
This robust servant from Lotus Leaf Hotel had never expected to encounter the 'Spirit Medium' of South Los here—though the Lotus Leaf Hotel is in Shire District, it isn't the wealthiest place but a fringe area of the district. While it does have a fair number of 'new middle-class,' the real big shots wouldn't come here.
In Sapir's eyes, the up-and-coming 'Spirit Medium' of South Los is definitely a big shot.
It's just that this big shot is somewhat different from those in his impression.
He is not so rigid, not so serious.
Rather, he is quite amiable, and even could be said to be...
Good-tempered!
After all, if it were any other big shot who had been cursed by Wil Koss like that, they would have already taught Koss a good lesson.
As for Wil Koss being drunk?
The big shots wouldn't care about that at all.
They would only concern themselves with their own face.
Otherwise, a sneeze in a theater wouldn't kill anyone.
The measures those big shots take always exceed the common person's imagination.
And the small-time folks who get scared to death?
They die because they know the means of these big shots.
But Sapir was surprised to see Arthur smiling and sitting in front of Wil Koss, speaking in a calm and gentle voice.
"This isn't a dream, Mr. Koss."
"Ah?"
The drunken Wil Koss was taken aback.
Then, the young man sharply pinched his own thigh.
And then...
"Ah!"
The young man screamed in pain and jumped up from the chair.
Afterwards, the young man frantically apologized.
"I'm sorry, Arthur...
No, sorry, Mr. Kledos!
I didn't mean it, I thought I was dreaming.
I…"
Wil Koss was at a loss for words, his speech disjointed and incoherent, appearing both comical and a tad pitiful.
Arthur certainly had no intention of making fun of such a person.
The young 'Spirit Medium' looked at him, his gaze growing serious.
"Linda Camille is my aunt by marriage."
Arthur stated frankly.
"Ah!"
Wil Koss let out another exclamation, his face beaming with boundless joy.
Forthwith, the young man was about to express his gratitude to Arthur.
The young man naively thought that Arthur was here, finding him, just to comfort him in this manner.
But before the young man could speak, Arthur had already opened his mouth.
"Linda Camille is my aunt by marriage, but I will not make any decisions on Linda's behalf. Linda has a completely independent and autonomous will.
As a member of the Kledos Family, she would not change her mind just because of what others say.
Also...
You will never know what Linda really wants.
And you will never know what the Kledos Family has to take on."
Arthur's words left Wil Koss stunned.
And Arthur didn't continue the conversation with the other man, instead he signaled a sturdy servant to take the young man, who had not yet sobered up from his drunkenness, back to his room.
As for more?
There was none.
As for helping the other chase after Linda Camille?
Even less likely.
He wasn't some extraordinary Saint Mother of sending daughters off, uncomfortable if he didn't give away girls.
He was just standing on his family's standpoint, believing he should inform Wil Koss of the truth, and this family standpoint wasn't Wil Koss's.
It was Linda Camille's.
As for Wil Koss?
If Linda Camille weren't there, Arthur would definitely have sent him to sober up in a pigsty.
Wil Koss was picked up by Sapir and walked upstairs.
Shortly after the two ascended the stairs, a person came down from above.
Gray trousers, a white shirt, a black vest with a gold chain dangling from the pocket, most likely leading to a pocket watch.
His pale golden hair was neatly combed backward, not a strand out of place, slicked with some hair oil.
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His face was young and clean, with pale golden eyes looking at Arthur, full of slight puzzlement.
Because—
At that moment, Arthur's face bore an undeniable disappointment.
Disappointment?
Why would he be disappointed?
The puzzle in the eyes of Alvis Hamlet, who went by the alias Dorn, was evident.
Just a few minutes ago, Alvis had received information.
That despicable wretch had sold him out.
Alvis wasn't surprised by this.
That wretch, if the price was right, would sell even his biological parents, let alone an outsider like him.
But Alvis wasn't panicked.
As a young member of the Golden Lion Family, he had made substantial preparations to come to South Los quietly, confident he could safely escape South Los.
That's why he wasn't in a hurry to leave.
He wanted to toy with the 'pursuers' who came here.
What the young member of the Golden Lion Family didn't expect was that the pursuer would be Arthur.
He was even more surprised that Arthur wasn't in a hurry to see him but was dealing with some private matters, as if he wasn't important at all.
That drunken wretch definitely wasn't arranged by him.
Alvis was sure of that.
He had inquired about it, and the other party had been drinking for nearly half a month already before he arrived.
Just a wreck, depressed over a woman, not worth paying any attention to.
What he truly cared about was Arthur Kledos.
He cared about the neglect from the 'Spirit Medium' of South Los.
He cared about the disappointment of the 'Spirit Medium' of South Los.
With so many thoughts in his heart, the young member of the Golden Lion Family sat directly opposite Arthur, wanting to ask.
But Arthur didn't give the young member of the Golden Lion Family the opportunity to ask first and went straight to the point—
"Is this what Uncle Gillgick talked about, the Golden Lion Family?
Truly disappointing!"
Arthur said, lowering his head with a sigh.
In the moment he lowered his head, Alvis's eyes involuntarily widened in shock.
Because—
The young member of the Golden Lion Family caught sight of a glint of gold.
A gold that was even more intense than the gold of his eyes.
As everyone knows, the Hamlet Family, also known as the Golden Lion Family, is named for their golden hair and golden eyes; the more golden the color, the purer the bloodline.
And Gillgick!
Alvis knew this name.
It was once a knight of his family, who later vanished without a trace. There were rumors that he disappeared to protect an offspring of the family lost to the outside world…
Pondering this, Alvis's mouth dropped open, taken aback as he stood up. The member of the Golden Lion Family looked at Arthur and began to stammer—
"You, you…"
