They all call me Great Master-Chapter 668 - 665: Docking at Xilongde!

But who said one couldn't probe before cooperating?

Humans are always greedy.

That is human nature.

Arthur was like that.

The Pain Church was also like that.

No!

Even more excessively so.

Because they had God's name to command their subordinates more obediently, using God as their backing felt incredibly empowering.

So…

They would definitely be excessively so.

And that was exactly what Arthur wanted.

'You had better not disappoint me!'

Arthur patted the top of Pendragon's head, his lips curling into a slight smile.

…

Outside Seberlin.

A secret squad of fifty was quickly assembling.

All were dual-horse cavalry, each cavalry member cloaked in black, hiding their faces; they stood silently at the side, uttering not a word, their horses under them as quiet as statues.

Even ordinary people could sense something different about this cavalry.

Not to mention those from the Mystic Side.

Yet, nobody had noticed the appearance of this cavalry.

A profoundly unique power enveloped this cavalry, rendering them practically invisible.

Catherine looked on with satisfaction at her 'Calamity Cavalry.'

She firmly believed her cavalry could bring calamity to any enemy.

"Sister, leave it to me!"

Catherine looked toward her sister, the High Priest of the Pain Church.

"Out here, you must address me as High Priest."

Jacqueline said so.

Catherine pursed her lips but obediently responded.

"Yes, High Priest Your Excellency."

Saying this, the girl who had just celebrated her sixteenth birthday, with her golden hair tied into twin ponytails, green eyes sparkling mischievously, performed a knightly gesture on horseback with perfect form. Her shoulder guards and half-body armor rubbed together, producing a distinctive metallic crisp sound, while her golden ponytails bounced vibrantly, exuding even more vitality.

"Remember, our most important task is to expel the Inland River Cult!"

Jacqueline instructed her sister.

Being twins, Jacqueline and Catherine shared eight parts of similarity in looks, with identical hair and eye color, the only difference being their hairstyle.

Jacqueline's hair was coiled at the back of her head, making her appear more mature.

"Yes, High Priest Your Excellency!

I know what I should do!

I need to quietly probe that 'Spirit Medium' from South Los, and if he is all show and no substance, we can use his name to infiltrally proselytize in South Los.

If he is genuine, we will then cooperate with him to drive out the 'Inland River Cult' and, following that, collaborate again to find a way into South Los."

Catherine said.

"Yes, deepen cooperation, not infiltration."

Jacqueline emphasized.

"Mm-hmm."

Catherine nodded repeatedly.

Seeing her sister like this, Jacqueline couldn't help but sigh deep in her heart.

If it wasn't to deal with their father, she would have definitely gone herself this time.

She always worried a bit when her sister was alone.

Catherine noticed her sister's concern.

"Don't forget, Your Crown just blessed us!"

The Saintess of the Pain Church said with a smile.

Such words immediately eased the mind of Jacqueline, the High Priest of the Pain Church.

With the blessing given by Your Crown, there definitely wouldn't be a problem.

"Leave early and come back soon!"

The High Priest finally cautioned.

"Alright!"

Catherine smiled, then pulled her cap down, and the entire Calamity Cavalry disappeared.

The cavalry moved towards their established destination at a speed far exceeding that of horses—the port where the "Oriental" would dock tonight: Xilongde.

Xilongde was also a territory of Seberlin.

However, unlike Port Doldot.

Xilongde was a shallow port.

Therefore, it was destined not to host large ships, but only some small fishing boats would appear.

Of course, there were exceptions.

Some passenger ships, to board more passengers, would stop at Xilongde.

But, passengers needed to be ferried by small boats.

And the "Oriental" certainly didn't need to do that—it had a rule of "only selling tickets at South Los" when it was launched.

Thus, there were no passengers at Xilongde who could board the "Oriental," but the "Oriental" needed to replenish clean, fresh food and beverages here.

Therefore, the "Oriental" would dock here tonight.

"We can go to Xilongde to buy food!"

Facing the dry food delivered by Freeman, Amiel suggested.

"We could give up a 'precious doll from the Bruto Family.'"

Freeman responded.

"Are you a demon?"

Miss Staff immediately countered.

"No!"

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"I most certainly am not!"

"Before I devoted myself entirely to my father, people preferred to call me Devil—I not only would drain every last copper from their pockets but also squeeze out the blood from their bodies!"

Freeman, crouching on a tree, shook his head.

This was the spot he chose for the best vantage point.

The tree was tall enough.

From here, he could see everything, whether it was the "Oriental" on the river or the surrounding riverbanks.

"So, faced with the temptations of the Bloodline Clan, you simply fell?"

Miss Staff crouched beside him, her cheeks puffed, clearly a retort to Freeman's threat using a beloved doll.

"Fell?

Perhaps, to someone with Talent like you, Amiel, it may seem like I fell, but to someone like me without Talent, this is…

a Miracle!"

Freeman spoke, and suddenly his pupils flashed crimson.

A unique vision of the Bloodline Clan allowed him to spot something different.

Men and horses!

And not just a few!

Then, Freeman twitched his nostrils.

He smelled a trace of kerosene.

Instantly, the newly born Blood Gladiator cracked a smile, and two fangs slowly protruded.

Shortly after, the newly born Blood Gladiator silently vanished into the tree canopy.