Those who were already under the "Sound of Death" and bewitched as fugitives and desperados, upon seeing Arthur in his "Monarch's Presence," did not hesitate and all knelt on one knee.
They fervently looked at Arthur.
It seed that in that mont, they had found their ultimate purpose in life.
They intended to...
Fight to the death under the command of this great man before them!
Even the twelve who had just managed to control their desires now had fanaticism flickering in their eyes.
'Is this the power of the Golden Lion Family's bloodline?
I wonder which is stronger, the "Monarch's Presence" or the "Lion Group"?
Broadly speaking, the "Monarch's Presence," probably being unrestricted, is stronger...
Indeed, my family needs to save them!' thought Arthur, as his gaze shifted to Little Lisop and the cavalry of South Town.
At this mont, Little Lisop was the most devout and fervent of all.
To Little Lisop, Arthur was already the Kind Father.
Any change in the Kind Father was still the Kind Father.
Even if the Kind Father displayed a monarch's deanor, it was only natural.
This only made Little Lisop respect and adore Arthur even more.
As for the cavalry?
Already full of respect for Arthur, they were now wholly committed to following him.
Bob was the only exception!
Bob watched Arthur dumbfoundedly; this veteran seed to be back on the battlefield once again, seeing the young Duke of the Inner Bay, witnessing how he calmly faced the Musketeer Squad of the West Coast, winning them over with just a smile, a look, and a word.
So similar!
Too similar!
Not just the scenario.
The appearance was very much alike as well.
Blond hair, golden eyes.
In every action, he resembled a lion surveying his hunting ground.
Bob fell into a bit of confusion.
How could Arthur possibly have the Golden Lion Family's bloodline?
That shouldn't be!
Seeing Bob's confusion, Arthur realized that now was not the ti for explanations, as the "Sound of Death's" bewitchnt coupled with the "Bloodline Seal's" "Lionheart King's Monarch's Presence" reacted subtly together.
Arthur had anticipated this.
But it wasn't enough!
Still not enough!
Not perfect enough!
Arthur activated the "Twisted Legacy" within the "Bloodline Seal."
In an instant, Arthur's figure beca imposingly large in everyone's view.
Like a mountain range, as vast as the heavens.
And his voice sounded like thunder—
"I, Arthur Kredos, assure you, your loyalty will not be betrayed by !
So...
Are you willing to fight for ?"
Thunder roared, the words piercing the heart.
Another inquiry.
The sa question as before.
But now, there was no contempt, no disdain, no arrogance.
There was only resolve.
There was only fervor.
"Willing!"
"Willing!"
"Willing!"
One cry after another erupted from these fugitives and desperados, and even the cavalry of South Town soon joined in; soon after, these shouts beca uniform, leaving only—
"Fight! Fight! Fight!"
Who says the "Twist of Fate" can only be used for fighting?
Adding special effects to oneself makes the effect even more outstanding!
Arthur scanned the surroundings, the frenzy in the eyes around him almost tangible. He knew the ti was nearly right. He walked up to his death warriors, untied each of their ropes, and without any hesitation, patted their dirty, muddy shoulders gently as he whispered—
"Thank you for joining!
After you consu the potion, you must pull through!
I am here, waiting for you."
In an extre state of frenzy, the muscles of the fugitives and desperados tensed, tears brimming in their eyes.
Every ti Arthur spoke softly, they answered loudly.
"I will definitely pull through!"
Especially the initially restrained twelve, who at this mont shouted fervently.
"My lord, rest assured, even if I fall into the abyss, I will climb out and stand before you again."
Restraint seed like accumulation.
Once forsaken, it was like a dam being destroyed.
The montum was astonishing.
And unstoppable.
Optimized Death Soldier Potions were handed out by Bob, taken from the potion case on the side of the saddle, and given to these fugitives and desperados.
For each optimized Death Soldier Potion that was handed out, a strange feeling intensified in Bob's heart.
It wasn't reluctance.
After his decision, Bob was fully committed to serving Arthur.
But seeing the fervent faces and the determination in the eyes of these fugitives and desperados, Bob was still extrely surprised.
Bob had consud the Death Soldier Potion more than once.
And more than once, he had seen others consu the Death Soldier Potion.
Most people were timid when facing death.
Even those friends of his who had survived consuming the Death Soldier Potion once spoke of their past experience with fear.
It was subtle and faint.
But it definitely existed.
But these people before him.
No fear at all!
Not even a trace of fear!
All they had was…
Longing!
Yes, it was longing!
Subconsciously, Bob looked towards the central figure among the crowd.
'They are all longing to fight to the death under Arthur's command!
And ?
Where is my enlightennt?
Can I do the sa?'
The 'Sound of Death's' bewitchnt.
The 'Bloodline Seal's' Lionheart King's Presence.
The 'Bloodline Seal's' Twisted Legacy.
Combined with so past words of his old friend Malz, even Bob, a veteran of the battlefield, had his ntality completely transford at this mont.
It was a fundantal change.
When the distribution of the optimized Death Soldier Potions was finished, and Bob humbly retreated with Little Lisop and others outside the woods, Arthur noticed this change.
Arthur marveled at this transformation.
Marveling at the 'Sound of Death's' bewitchnt, the 'Bloodline Seal's' Lionheart King's Presence, and the effect of the Twisted Legacy.
Then, suddenly, a thought intensely pierced into Arthur's mind.
'Being able to affect those with spirituality, isn't this just like the Lion Group?
And with the Death Poetry Society's activities in Inner Bay, and so collaboration with the Old Lion, could the Lion Group be a product of Bloodline plus the Death Poetry Society's secret technique, the 'Sound of Death'?
The many restrictions of the Lion Group, could they be because the secret techniques obtained from the Death Poetry Society are incomplete?
And to get the complete secret techniques of the Death Poetry Society, is that why the Old Lion condones the Death Poetry Society?
Furthermore, could the internal conflict of the Death Poetry Society be related to the Golden Lion Family?'
One conjecture after another appeared in Arthur's mind.
But on the surface, Arthur remained composed.
With a steadfast gaze, he encouraged the fugitives and desperados before him.
Encouraged thus, the group of fifty fugitives and desperados, without hesitation, uncorked the bottles and downed the optimized Death Soldier Potions in one go.
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